Doctor, I'm really sick

Em Village.

Leaden clouds hung low.It has not rained for nearly half a month, the land has turned white and salty, and the grass is withered and yellow.The iron gate at the entrance of the village was wide open, and a row of thorn-shaped fences cut from logs were lined up one by one.In such a dry and difficult season, there is not even a sound of birds and insects, and the death-like silence envelopes this small island-like village.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the wind blew the dead grass flying around.Beside the fence, two volunteers wearing MSF white red cross armbands squinted their eyes in unison.

Heh... With such a strong wind, it must rain.

"I said, let's just go back, don't stand guard." Among them, the younger volunteers pulled the translucent plastic cloth that was rattling by the wind, which was their homemade simple protective clothing: "This The ghost wind is too strong, I can’t bear it.”

Another older volunteer looked at his watch and shook his head: "No, the changing of the guard is an hour away. We can't go now."

"No way, buddy, do you really think that someone will come to rescue us if we wait another hour?" The young man sneered, "Didn't you hear that the only mountain road open to traffic has been blown up, and the pile of stones As high as a hill. We have to wait for that road to be repaired... Hehe! God bless us to live until that day! How about doing what you want to do now, go to his volunteers, go to his epidemic prevention rotation!"

The older volunteer looked at the young man solemnly: "I believe in Dr. Chu. As long as he doesn't give up on this village, we can't give up."

"Heh, he didn't give up, he's great, he's noble, it's a pity..." The young man suddenly lengthened the ending, and then made an unlucky gesture at the other party.The face of the older volunteer changed instantly.

"Don't talk nonsense!" He yelled, but the more he talked, the more weak his tone became, as if he was comforting himself.

The young man snorted, his expression looked a bit victorious, but he couldn't see much joy.He waved his hand and left.

The older volunteer looked at the young man's back in silence, and then looked in a certain direction of the village along the back.As if thinking of something sad, he sighed quietly after a long time.

The volunteer's eyes were sore.It's just that he was wearing protective gloves and couldn't wipe his eyes, so he had to blink hard.When he finally drained the moisture from his eyes and opened them again, he froze for a moment.For a moment he thought he was hallucinating.He rushed forward a few steps in a hurry, trying to close his eyes.

Why...the end of the road...is there someone?somebody is coming? !

Who is he? ! !

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The man was carrying a heavy hiking bag half a meter high, panting, and limped into the big iron gate of Aim Village.

He is tall and straight, but extremely embarrassed. He looks like he crawled out of the mound and fell into the mud pit and rolled around. His face was black and white, and the dust on his hair and clothes shook off. Can have a catty.

It wasn't until the man opened his cracked lips like a wall and said "give me water" twice hoarsely that the volunteer's face finally changed from confusion to astonishment.

"My God! Qin! It's you, Qin! You, why did you become like this? Why did you come back again? Did something happen to the headquarters?"

Qin Zhao leaned against the stone exhaustedly and shook his head.

Relying on two legs, he walked one step at a time for five days and five nights, climbed over the hill-like sharp boulders blocking the intersection with his bare hands, and braved the smoke of gunpowder to cross the blockade of the armed forces.The weight of the mountaineering bag is limited. In order to bring as many necessary anti-epidemic medicines and materials as possible for Chu Sinian, he only carried a very small amount of food and water.

For two days and two nights without a drop of water, Qin Zhao's throat felt like it was on fire, and every word he uttered was a torment.He gestured again, but the volunteers didn't hear clearly, thinking that Qin Zhao wanted water, they hurriedly brought him a whole jug of water.

Qin Zhao raised his neck and drank the pot of water almost without panting.After drinking, he said another sentence.His thirsty throat has not been relieved, and his voice is still hoarse.The volunteer still couldn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"Chu Sinian." Qin Zhao looked around, and said eagerly and hoarsely: Why didn't I see him? "

"Oh, you said Doctor Chu...he..." The volunteer was stunned for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "Ah, I see why your leg was injured so badly? The wound is about to fester, I, I will go Get your medicine—”

He was about to turn around, but was pulled back by Qin Zhao.

"It doesn't matter to me, you tell me first, where is Dr. Chu? Knowing that I'm back, he should come here soon..."

The volunteer looked even more flustered, and he stammered to cover up: "...he, he's fine, he...you haven't eaten for a few days? Do you want to rest, I'll get you—"

Qin Zhao suddenly reached out and grabbed the volunteer's arm.The forehead of the volunteer twitched instantly.The light in the other party's eyes made him think of the lone wolf looking for his lost partner on the African grasslands.

"What about you, what about others?" Qin Zhao's heart was pounding when he saw the volunteer talking about him from left to right. The ominous feeling he felt as soon as he entered the village was overwhelmed by the volunteer's avoidance. It seemed stronger.

"No. No..." The volunteer became more nervous, and couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. Qin Zhao threw him off and ran straight to the temporary tent set up by MSF.

Qin Zhao raised five tents in a row, but there was no sign of Chu Sinian.Only the patients and nurses looked at this disheartened man in surprise.Qin Zhao didn't bother to explain a word, and turned to the laboratory where Chu Sinian usually worked, but there was still no one.When I asked the assistant doctor I knew well there, he also faltered and showed embarrassment.The uneasiness in Qin Zhao's heart became stronger.Regardless of other people's obstruction, he turned his heart and ran to the northernmost row of board houses in the MSF camp—this is where MSF treats critically ill patients.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Qin Zhao just glanced inside and stayed there, motionless like a stone sculpture, his face instantly ashen as lime.

The little nurse who was changing the dressing was taken aback, screaming and shoving Qin Zhao to go out.But no matter how hard Qin Zhao drove her, he would not move, as if he was totally deaf.It took a while before he took a slow step forward, almost tripping.

Chu Sinian was lying quietly on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, half of his face was covered by the oxygen mask, his face had faded into blood, almost transparent as if it would shatter when touched, but there was a faint morbid crimson circle around his eyes.

Qin Zhao only felt a buzzing in his head, as if something had exploded silently in his mind, and countless flesh and blood splashed and filled his chest cavity, making him unable to see or hear anything, and almost suffocated.

It was a touch of red that symbolized the mark of death.

"Who are you? Get out!"

The little nurse was wearing a mask, but instead of wearing standard protective clothing, she was wearing a large black garbage bag like all the volunteers in Aim Village. Her hair was still wrapped in plastic wrap, which was very nondescript.Seeing Qin Zhao staring straight at Chu Sinian like a piece of wood, she pushed him anxiously:

"This ward is full of severely infected patients with Deira virus! If you break in, what will you do if you get infected? Go, go!!"

But Qin Zhao didn't seem to listen to a word she said, he just strode forward stiffly, step by step like lead.It was only a few steps away, but it seemed like a sea of ​​swords and flames to him. When he reached Chu Sinian's hospital bed, he tilted his body and knelt straight on the ground with a plop.

The little nurse was startled by his appearance, and ran away in a panic to call for someone.

"........."

As if hearing the noise, Chu Sinian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.The beautiful eyes froze on Qin Zhao's face for a moment, seeming to be confused, but also revealing some joy.

"...I can still see you in my dream..." Chu Sinian smiled at Qin Zhao, and said weakly, "...It's really, really great..."

Qin Zhao knelt in front of his hospital bed, his chapped lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.

After several days of walking and trekking, Qin Zhao relied on a firm belief to hold on, but now, this belief suddenly collapsed.Qin Zhao looked at the face he thought about day and night, so pale, so fragile, he suddenly didn't know what to say, what to do, he didn't even know how to move his hands.Seeing Chu Sinian smiling at him, Qin Zhaofang realized in confusion that he should smile too, but he twitched the corners of his mouth, but the stiff muscles on his face didn't listen to him anyway.

"...Why are you crying?" Chu Sinian looked at Qin Zhao with some doubts, and his tone was weak, but extraordinarily gentle:

"...Crying until there is a black line on the face...a white line...it really looks like a little tabby cat..."

As he said that, Chu Sinian reluctantly raised his hand tremblingly, and gently pulled up the mask that Qin Zhao had pulled down: "...you have to wear it well..."

Qin Zhao grasped his hand at once, with an expression of crying and laughing: "...This is your dream, what are you afraid of in your dream?"

"...It's a dream..." Chu Sinian let out a soft "Oh". He was sick and weak, and the long period of lethargy made him unable to distinguish between reality and dreams. He only felt that this dream was extremely real.However, in the real world, the only way of life leading to the outside world has been bombed/destroyed, how could Qin Zhao come back?Moreover, Qin Zhao in reality is always full of vigor, with a sunny and clean smile.Why is he so dirty and crying so sad?

Thinking in such a daze, Chu Sinian couldn't help reaching out to help him wipe the dirt and tears off his face.

Qin Zhao hid immediately: "Don't move, I'm dirty!"

"Isn't it in a dream... What is there to be afraid of being dirty in a dream..." Chu Sinian smiled lightly.

Qin Zhao was heartbroken, but he still endured it, wiped the ashes and tears off his face with his cuff, then grinned, trying to show a smile uglier than crying:

"Okay, don't be afraid, we are not afraid!"

He held Chu Sinian's hand, and stuck it to his cheek like a rare treasure.Chu Sinian half-opened his eyes, looking at Qin Zhao's face tenderly and affectionately.

"……very nice……"

As soon as the words fell, he closed his eyes tiredly and fell into a deep sleep again.

Qin Zhao froze for a moment, his body fell apart and knelt beside the hospital bed.He wanted to cry, but he was afraid of disturbing Chu Sinian Qingjing, so he gritted his teeth silently and covered his face.

After a long time, in the deathly silent ward, two extremely forbearable sobs came out.

In the corridor, a young female doctor hurried over.Like Chu Sinian, she was one of the last doctors that MSF planned to evacuate.She was very angry when she heard the little nurse say that someone trespassed on the ward.But as soon as she saw Qin Zhao's familiar face, she suddenly understood everything in astonishment.

The female doctor told Qin Zhao everything that happened in the past few days.It turned out that after the road was destroyed, the remaining materials in Aim Village were even more stretched.As Qin Zhao sees now, all the doctors, nurses and volunteers had to use all the crude conditions at hand to protect themselves, such as garbage bags, plastic sheets, linen... and with the shortage of supplies and medicines, the patients' The situation is getting worse.In order to prolong their lives as long as possible and wait for rescue, Chu Sinian had to use thin plastic as a protection and risked operating on dozens of patients.

In the end, those patients were saved, but Chu Sinian was accidentally infected with the Deira virus.The long-term overload of heavy work had already overwhelmed his body, so after contracting the virus, he soon fell into a critical state.

"How can this happen... how can this happen..."

Qin Zhao scratched his hair in pain. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and grabbed the doctor: "What about the surgery? Didn't you say that the patients who underwent Chu Sinian's surgery all improved? Can he hold on for a while longer, and when the medicine arrives, it is still possible to recover? Then he can do this operation!?"

The female doctor shook her head, her expression was sad and full of guilt and shame:

"Almost all the doctors who can perform this operation were transferred to support the Ark Hospital during the retreat. The remaining two, one died of a virus infection two days ago, and the other is Dr. Chu …Sorry, I’m actually just an assistant physician in internal medicine, and I can’t do anything about this surgery…”

Qin Zhao stared at the female doctor with bloodshot eyes, and his voice was obviously trembling, almost gritted his teeth: "Then he can only wait to die now? No, there is no other way?"

"Theoretically speaking, there is actually another way." The female doctor said sadly:

"A few months ago, an authoritative expert pointed out through research that the virus gene sequence of the Deira virus is actually very characteristic. According to the expert's theory, to treat Dr. Chu, we can find out the homology of the Deira virus infected by Dr. Chu. The host. If that person has been cured, then there is a close to 50% chance that this person's serum can cure Dr. Chu."

Qin Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he asked eagerly, "What is a host of the same origin? How can I find it?"

"The same host is the person who transmitted the Deira virus to Dr. Chu, or the person who was infected by the virus carried by Dr. Chu." The female doctor looked at Qin Zhao's eager and hopeful look, and felt a little unbearable, but Still continued:

"However, Dr. Chu contacts nearly a hundred patients every day. We can't tell who infected him with the virus, and Dr. Chu is very careful when getting along with us. It is very likely that he did not spread the virus on him... So it is basically impossible to find this homologous host."

But who knows, when Qin Zhao heard her words, his eyes lit up suddenly, as if he found a bright light in the abyss of despair.

Homologous host, homologous host... Qin Zhao muttered twice, and suddenly said: "I have a solution!"