Feast of villains

Chapter 112 112. Try my best

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

Chapter 112 112. Try my best

The winter snow was falling, and through the leather of the shoe uppers, people's toes were freezing.

The road in the town is narrow. Walk three hundred meters to the south and there is a small steeple church at the top of the slope.

After Nance got off the car, he met someone on the long stone steps who came out to greet them. This was the mayor of Nanwan Town, a man in his forties, with a short yellow moustache, a tall man, and a small back.

Camel, with long and thin limbs.

He walked down quickly, blew his nose, and said to Li Ting: "Just now, two more people got sick. Sir, please go and check it out quickly..."

Li Ting didn't say much, raised his legs and ran towards the church.

"Be careful, be careful of getting infected." Nance said to Susha, then looked towards the car, "Why don't you go into the church?"

"Ha~"

Li Qingxian yawned lazily.

With the owl in her arms, she closed her eyes and fell asleep directly.

Nance climbed the steps and entered the church door.

There was a small ward separated by a simple screen. The light was relatively bright, but the furnishings were simple.

A rope is tied to the chandelier and hangs straight down. There are two folding beds below, and the rope hangs alone.

There was a man lying on one of the folding beds, breathing laboriously, staring at the visitor with a pair of bloodshot eyes. Nance stopped in front of the entrance to the ward. Amidst the patient's slight breathing, he seemed to hear the squeaking of a mouse.

.

He subconsciously glanced at the dark corners of the church.

No trace of mice was found.

Li Ting walked to the hospital bed.

"Master, please help me..." the patient said with difficulty in breathing.

"Don't be nervous, tell me how you feel now." Li Ting said patiently and gently.

As soon as the patient opened his mouth, he suddenly leaned half of his body out of the bed, pressed his abdomen with one hand, and wrapped the other around his neck, spitting out red liquid into the bucket of stolen goods under the bed.

The mayor and priest who were still inside suddenly felt uncomfortable and turned around to leave the ward.

The patient vomited out of breath for a long time before struggling to lie down again.

Li Ting asked a few basic questions and took his temperature. The fever was 39.5°C. The lymph nodes on his neck and limbs were swollen, and light black spots were found on both sides of the abdomen, and they were expanding.

"The fever is severe, I feel like something is biting me..." The patient turned his gaze to Li Ting, with tears in his eyes, "Sir, what's wrong with me?"

"Any disease is possible. We are not sure yet." Li Ting said gently, turning to look at the family members aside, "Just leave one person outside to watch. Feed and take anti-inflammatory drugs as prescribed. Drink more water.

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The patient became excited, stood up from the bed, and asked himself if he was going to die.

"Be quiet and don't move." Li Ting said patiently, "This is nothing to be afraid of. Please believe me. I will report it to the mayor."

The patient said "Oh".

Then he leaned back and began to sob.

Li Ting walked out of the ward and asked the mayor, who was sweating profusely with anxiety: "Are there any other cases?"

"Not yet."

"Have there been any patients with fever recently due to local inflammation?"

"Ah, that's true. There are two patients with fever in the hospital, and both of them have symptoms of swollen lymph nodes."

"Is the swelling normal?"

The mayor's face was stunned, and he stuttered: "Well, the so-called normal is definitely not normal at this time. You also know that in winter, the strange beasts in the mountains have nothing to eat..."

"Take me to see the body." Li Ting ordered.

"It's right here, sir, come and take a look."

The mayor turned around and led him to the cross of the church.

The two people who died first were placed upright in front of the statue, their whole bodies frozen to the bone.

Li Ting put on rubber gloves and squatted next to the corpse, sometimes picking his eyelids and sometimes opening the corpse's mouth to check. No one around him dared to disturb him, and a heavy, deathly atmosphere pressed down on everyone like a mountain.

During this period, Nance used the destruction engine to scan the corpse and obtained two pieces of data.

Both data points to the exact disease.

--plague.

After Li Ting inspected the body, he looked at the mayor solemnly: "Let's arrange for someone to burn the body."

"Burning is naturally easy." The mayor had no objection to this, but looked at him uneasily, "But now the people are uneasy, and the rumors about the illness continue to expand. If we are so anxious to burn the body, I am afraid that this will be confirmed.

It’s a plague.”

"Isn't this a plague?" Li Ting asked.

The mayor's expression was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he smiled bitterly: "I understand."

"Send the two patients to the church for isolation, and contact the mercenaries and old hunters to get ready to go into the mountains." Li Ting said seriously, and it seemed that he had experience in dealing with it.

"I'll go right away."

The mayor did not dare to neglect and ran out immediately.

Two patients with abnormally swollen lymph nodes were quickly transferred from the only hospital in the town. Nance was afraid that Miss Su would also be infected, so he asked her to take Li Qingxian back to Li's house. He himself put on a full set of protective clothing.

Help Li Ting record some data.

Lethargy, respiratory failure, red eyes, dirty mouth, headache, inguinal adenitis, talking nonsense, spots on the body... When these symptoms almost all appear on the same body, a person's life is like a thread, and the slightest movement of the body will cause death.

There is a possibility of sudden death.

At noon, several more cases were sent.

One of them, a woman with a weak constitution, pressed her abdomen with both hands, talked nonsense, and vomited as soon as she was delivered. The lymph nodes on her neck were shockingly large. She said that yesterday it was just pus, but today it has become ulcerated.

Like a rotten fruit.

Li Ting made a cross with a scalpel.

Lymph nodes overflow with bloody pus.

At this time, the patient was bleeding, his limbs were spread apart, and spots appeared on his abdomen and legs.

When the lymph nodes stopped producing pus, her body temperature reached as high as 40°C, and she started talking nonsense non-stop and howling: "Ah! Those beasts!"

——The scolding was a mouse.

The lymph nodes that were originally deflated quickly swelled again and became even larger, feeling as hard as wood.

Her husband was going crazy.

"You stay here and guard her," Li Ting said to him. "If anything happens, let me know as soon as possible."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the patient's body temperature dropped to 38°C.

It seemed that the situation was much better. She felt energetic and was lying on the bed smiling.

Her husband pulled Li Ting back and asked anxiously: "Sir, she is much better, isn't she?"

"We'll see later." Li Ting's expression did not relax at all.

Nance noticed that the patient's eyes were abnormally bright.

It was a kind of look that only people on their deathbed have, a short reflection after burning life. If you use some banal clichés to describe it, then you can say that what she saw in her eyes at this moment was a "dream moment" or a "wonderland".

"Like lights" and other pictures.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the patient's temperature suddenly shot up to 40°C.

She kept saying words that no one could understand clearly, and started vomiting again. Her lymph nodes were so swollen that her neck would burst at any time. Her husband knelt beside the bed, put his hands on the quilt, and looked at Li Ting helplessly.

Li Ting said calmly: "I'll inject her with some sedatives."

Of course, sedatives cannot cure the plague, they can only make the patient more comfortable.

But at this moment, the patient uttered a few words intermittently from her mouth, such as "rat", "fly", and so on. Her lips were sallow, her breathing was weak, and she huddled in the small bed.

It was as if there was some voice from underground calling her.

The husband started crying: "Sir, is there no hope?"

"She is dead." Li Ting said.

The moment he finished speaking, the patient stopped breathing.

In Shin-Yokohama, some patients scattered around began to die without warning.

Many doctors only feel a slight sense of uneasiness at the beginning.

When there are only a few cases, it cannot be called a plague.

This kind of thing starts out as an exception, but in a very short period of time, it will turn into a disaster.

For ordinary people, just do some preventive measures.

Night gradually fell.

Looking down at this city from the window, it is still so prosperous, a super metropolis that is full of life and wealth.

But the word "plague" began to spread in the streets.

This word not only has a medical connotation, but also carries a series of heavy and gloomy images, which are very inconsistent with the mood of New Yokohama.

This super metropolis has just lit up its neon lights at this time, and it can only be said to be the beginning of a nightlife of excitement and excitement; its atmosphere is both joyful and melancholy - if the two can coexist, but in general, at least for some people

It is joy for people with money.

Only some medical practitioners recalled the disaster in history when they heard the news.

In Athens, which was hit by the plague, nearly 1/2 of the population died. The entire Athens was almost destroyed, and even the birds flew away without a trace. In the ancient city of Guangzhou, the streets and alleys were filled with silent dying patients, and there were hundreds of thousands of them.

Rat carcasses; Marseille builds plague wall

, drove the condemned prisoners and pushed the bloody corpses into caves; in the hospital in Constantinople, patients were dragged out with hooks and burned on wet and rotten beds on the hard mud floor; in the Milan cemetery, there were piles of people who had not yet expired;

Carload after carload of corpses in London...

The most frightening symbol is the "doctor beak" that could be seen everywhere on the streets when the Black Death was rampant.

These brave rebels turned into terrifying messengers of death in people's hearts simply because the plague was too terrifying.

"Spots, oh, rosy spots

Pockets full of floral fragrance

Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze!

We're all screwed."

Rose refers to the rose-like rash that appeared when the Black Death occurred. The streets were filled with the fragrance of flowers. From this popular folk song, we can get a glimpse of the horror of European society at that time.

But now, Shin-Yokohama is still in the midst of a carnival.

In front of the monastery church, Tokisaki looked at the brightly lit city in the distance, while thinking of the pictures about the plague described in books: Muscovites set up firewood piles by the Moskva River to burn corpses infected with the disease.

There was not enough space in the pyre, so in order to compete for the position to place the corpses of their loved ones, the living people held torches and fought with each other.

The lifeless river water reflects the light of the burning pyre, the sparks of the torch illuminate the living people who were beaten to death by the dead, and the foul-smelling smoke rises into the night sky... This kind of picture will come to mind when you think about it.

Feel terrible.

"Search, come on..."

Muttering to himself, Tokisaki felt a little hope ignited in his heart.

In the afternoon, she summarized the situation of Sister Marlene's injuries and listed some potentially effective information and methods. She sent these to the section chief, who replied to her and said that Li Ting had a rather evil prescription.

He is learning about the effectiveness of the medicine...

If the plague really spreads, the number of deaths may be in the tens of millions...

At this moment, the adjutant lady wished she could grow a pair of wings and fly to her superior's side to assist her.

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Nanwan Town.

From the window of the church, Nance looked at the steep cliffs of the mountains in the distance.

The sun was already very low at this time, but there was still a little sunset glow in the west, and the sky was blood red.

The sunset slanted into the church, seeming to bleed the deserted building, and the face of the God's statue turned scarlet. On the weathered window lattice behind the statue, a crow was trying its best to sing a hoarse cry.

A patient by the window seemed to be stunned, his mouth opened wide, and he was frightened by what he heard.

As he took his last breath, the sun disappeared with his life.

The sunset has also faded away.

The color of the sky is dim and gradually disappears as night falls, and the surrounding scenery gradually becomes darker.

"Go back and come back tomorrow." Li Ting came over with a gas lamp and handed it to him. "Tomorrow I will go into the mountains with the hunters to look for strange beasts infected with gluttony magic. If you are free, you can come with me.

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Because of the dim light, he looked much older than when we first saw him.

The skin is sagging, the hair is as tangled as a plant planted in the wrong place, and there are brown spots all over the face. He is a truly tired old man. Everyone will age and die, and no genius seed expert can avoid it.

"Do you need any help?" Nance asked him. "If you need people or equipment, I can help."

After a moment of silence, Li Ting said: "I am not a doctor. From my own non-professional perspective, this plague bacteria can enlarge the spleen four times in three days and increase the mesenteric ganglion to the size of an orange.

and has a paste-like texture. Current medical

There is nothing we can do about this. In less than two months, tens of millions of people in California may die. If you can't bear to see such a scene, please use your best ability to kill all the potion masters in California as much as possible.

Gather them together and let them prepare the standard medicine."

Nance nodded solemnly: "Try my best."

"The best thing is that you can get a potion master to come over tonight," Li Ting said. "We will go into the mountains tomorrow. It may take a week to go back and forth. Having a potion master by your side can save money."

A lot of trial time.”

"I am."

"……Ha ha."

Nance walked out of the church and walked back to Li's house.

The gas lamp illuminated the snow under his feet. As he walked, he suddenly smiled helplessly.

Miss Su has been clamoring to go into the mountains to hunt strange beasts, and now she finally got her wish. I don’t know if she can fulfill her promise...

(End of chapter)