Please Don’t Give Up on Me

According to the information obtained by Lin Jing and the others this time, Academician Tian’s scientific research results should be in the hands of Gazi, one of the ten leaders of "Yese".

The good news is that they finally have a goal. The bad news is that Ghazi is arguably the most difficult one to deal with among the top ten leaders of Eser.

Not only because he is cruel and impermanent, but also because he has the most abundant firepower of "Yese" and the most difficult stronghold to break through.

But at any rate, if you have an entry point, you can formulate relevant strategic deployments.

It stands to reason that the intelligence was successfully retrieved and there were no casualties, which is a gratifying thing. However, in the past two days, the combat headquarters was completely covered by low air pressure.

The reason is, of course, because the two great heroes of this operation-suspected collapse.

During the meeting, Lin and Qi had no communication and zero interaction during the meeting. However, the process of ignoring each other is slightly different in specific terms.

Su Qing noticed that when Qi Yue was making an analysis report, Lin Jing had been secretly observing her every move. In the middle of the journey, Qi Yue accidentally spilled hot coffee on her body. Lin Jing moved slightly, and subconsciously made a motion to get up, and then held her back when the people around him handed Qi Yue a paper towel. On the other hand, Qi Yue, she really avoided the sight contact with Lin Jing all the way, she hadn't even glanced in that direction where Lin Jing was.

After the meeting ended that day, even Su Qing couldn't help calling Qi Yue aside: "What's wrong with Lin Jing?"

Qi Yue absently clasped a piece of broken paint on the wall: "Nothing."

Su Qing hesitated for a moment, and considered: "If there is any misunderstanding, it's better to say..."

Qi Yue sneered and interrupted Su Qing: "There is no misunderstanding."

Su Qing frowned slightly and looked at this favorite student worriedly.

Qi Yue realized his rudeness just now and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, teacher."

Su Qing shook his head: "Qi Yue, the teacher is just worried about you."

Qi Yue: "I know. Give me some time and I will be able to sort it out soon."

Su Qing stared at the black circle under her eyes for a while: "Or, give you two days off?"

Qi Yue: "No need...I'm fine, teacher."

Su Qing sighed, "Well, just tell me if you need it.

******

Qi Yue got off the night shift and returned to the dormitory. The first thing he saw was the pot of iris on the window sill.

It was clear that the flowering period had passed, but the two irises were not willing to wither for a long time, and they were still blooming in a proud and stubborn manner.

While proud, he lowered that noble and beautiful head.

Qi Yue walked to the window sill and squinted his eyes when looking at the frustrated iris.

Why bother? Since he was so proud, who would show him such a wretched and pitiful appearance?

"Boom—"

A muffled noise in the silent night blasted Zhao Tianxin out of the bathroom in an instant.

"In the middle of the night, what are you doing..."

Zhao Tianxin stared at the iris falling on the ground in a daze, and suddenly stopped talking.

The hand-made cute flowerpot was knocked into a recess, and most of the soil in the flowerpot was spilled out, and the two poor irises also fell slantingly on the side, a pair of abandoned ones. appearance.

Zhao Tianxin carefully observed Qi Yue's expression, and saw that she had no signs of madness, and then whispered: "Are you okay? You feel weird these days."

In fact, she had heard Chen Chong say that Qi Yue seemed to have a conflict with Lin Jing during the mission, and she turned her face in an instant. However, neither of them said anything about it, and as onlookers, it was difficult for them to directly intervene.

Qi Yue asked back: "What can I do?"

Do you think everyone is blind!? Zhao Tianxin looked at her ecstatically, frantically slandering.

Zhao Tianxin coughed slightly, pretending to tease lightly: "Why do you say you can't get through with a pot of flowers... Look at how poor it is."

She moved to Qi Yue's side in small steps, and squatted down to look at the pot of iris whose leaves were drooping from being sacked: "What...what should I do?"

"You go to bed first, I'll take care of it." Qi Yue turned to look at her, with a slight tone, "Sorry to disturb you. I just slipped my hands."

Then, under Zhao Tianxin's expression of ‘I believe you are a ghost’, Qi Yue calmly swept the spilled dirt back into the basin, then stood up, and went out with the flowerpot like a okay person.

Zhao Tianxin: "Hey! Where are you going?"

Qi Yue waved his hand: "Throw out the garbage. You go to bed first."

Zhao Tianxin: "..."

Qi Yue carried the poor pot of iris all the way to the garbage dump at the back of the medical camp, and then raised his hand numbly and threw it away—the iris fell into the metal bin of equal height without any partiality.

She patted the dirt on her hands, just like photographing memories that she once thought could not be shaken off.

One hundred.

When passing by the spare kitchen, she suddenly stopped in a wicked manner.

She walked into the kitchen and opened the storage cabinet in the corner. He carried out a box of beer that he secretly brought back during the purchase.

***

Lin Jing has actually been insomnia for several days. Qi Yue had said several times before that he would break off friendship with him, but he never took it seriously. But this time, he thought she was serious.

What he asked for was the same result at the beginning. However, things really developed in the direction he hoped, but he couldn't be happy. Not only could he not be happy, but his heart felt like a boulder was crushed, and he couldn't breathe heavily. It's like a blunt knife cutting meat, a slow Ling Chi.

Maybe it was because he felt that he might really lose her this time. Whether as a sweetheart or as a friend of her.

When Lin Jing can't sleep these nights, he likes to wander around the camp.

Tonight, the moon is scarce, and he circled the outer walls of the medical camp. As he walked, he flipped through the photos in the album named ‘Q’ on the phone. This is his old habit, watching when he is happy, watching it when he is unhappy, watching it when he is depressed, and watching it when he is sad.

He created this album, probably in the second year of entering the military academy. At that time, Qi Yue always couldn't pass the shooting exam, so he gave her a small kitchen to make up lessons. Once Qi Yue was too tired from training and fell asleep on the haystack. The sun was just right that day, shining on the girl's sleeping face, beautiful and warm. He didn't know why, so he took out his phone and took the scene. That was the first photo in this album, and later...unknowingly, there were probably thousands of photos saved.

As soon as he turned a corner, there was a strong smell of wine on his face. Lin Jing took two steps and kicked an empty wine bottle by his foot. He looked down and found that a bunch of wine bottles were poured on the ground. He frowned, and said to his heart that this was who had eaten the ambition of the leopard, and drank during the night watch. If you want to catch this negligent soldier, you must teach him a lesson.

Then he walked two more steps, and he saw the man who was sitting behind the porch and he was about to ‘clean up’.

The woman leaned her head against the cold stone brick wall, her face flushed, her hair was messy, and a few strands were still stuck to the corners of her lips with wet red lips. She held an empty wine bottle, squinted, and muttered something in her mouth.

Lin Jing frowned slightly, bent down, and patted her shoulder lightly: "Qi Yue."

Qi Yue closed his eyes, muttered to himself while holding the wine bottle, ignoring him.

Lin Jing stretched out his hand, grabbed Qi Yue's shoulder, and shook it slightly: "Qi Yue, wake up."

Qi Yue opened his eyes and stared at the person in front of him for a long time, as if he was recognizing whether the person was real or not.

Lin Jing looked at the wine bottles in the same place, frowning, and there were more severe and dissatisfied voices: "How much did you drink?"

Qi Yue frowned and waved his hand away in annoyance: "It's your shit."

Lin Jing suddenly stretched out his hand, rounded her arm, and lifted her from the ground: "Go, I'll take you back to the dormitory."

Qi Yue staggered to his feet, and suddenly pushed Lin Jing away fiercely, and pointed to his nose hysterically, "Don't touch me! Get out!"

She stared at Lin Jing with a sullen expression for a while, then suddenly raised her head and laughed. She even bent down with a smile, breathless. It’s just that laughter that seems to be squeezing out all the energy, no matter how you hear it, it makes your scalp numb...

Lin Jing saw her look like crazy, swaying and slanting, after all, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to help...

Qi Yue opened his hand'pop', put away his smile, and looked at him coldly.

Her sight was like a wind, like a sharp blade, and the knife slashed at Lin Jing's heart.

Then Lin Jing listened to her every word, and said clearly:

"In the past ten years, I have been blind and blind."

"But starting from today, we will make a clean break. In the past, for example, we died yesterday—"

Qi Yue fiercely pointed at the place of his heart, as if sober, looking at Lin Jing with scorching eyes: "Lin Jing, you are in my heart, you are nothing."

"What, what, all, no, yes."

Fearing that he could not hear clearly, Qi Yue also repeated it slowly, word by word.

Obviously the speaker's voice is still so beautiful, but what he says makes people feel like falling into an ice pit, piercing the bones.

After Qi Yue let go of the cruel words, he staggered back a few steps, stumbled on the cracks in the ground under his feet, and almost fell to the ground - if it hadn't been for Lin Jing to hold her quickly.

He couldn't leave Qi Yue behind after all, he restrained Qi Yue who was still drunk crazy, and steadily carried her on his back. He silently endured her shoving, beating and scolding along the way, step by step, steadily walking towards her dormitory.

Lin Jing sent Qi Yue back to the dormitory, and Zhao Tianxin came out and opened the door sleepily.

"Where did you go crazy in the middle of the night..." Before the words came, she saw the person standing at the door clearly.

"Team Lin..."

Lin Jing is not nonsense: "She is drunk."

Zhao Tianxin stepped away: "Come in quickly."

Lin Jing entered the door with Qi Yue on his back and walked to her bed.

At the moment Lin Jing put her down gently, Qi Yue suddenly bit his neck with one bite. It was really bloodthirsty and carnivorous strength, Lin Jing was in pain, and instantly frowned fiercely.

Zhao Tianxin exclaimed, and quickly stepped forward and broke Qi Yue, who was still biting on someone.

Qi Yue's bite was really hard. There were deep teeth marks on the back of Lin Jing's neck, and blood was broken in several places. Also a ruthless person.

Zhao Tianxin's scalp tingling: "Lin, Team Lin, let me help you deal with the wound..."

Lin Jing shook his head: "Excuse me, please boil some hot water."

Zhao Tianxin: "Oh! Wait a minute!"

Zhao Tianxin turned and went into the bathroom. Lin Jing helped Qi Yue take off his shoes and put on the quilt.

Qi Yue didn't know whether it was conscious or unconscious. She suddenly stretched out her hand and covered her head with the quilt. The whole person was shrunk into a small ball in the quilt.

Lin Jing frowned, and gently pulled the quilt without pulling. The people inside were dragged tightly.

The room was quiet for a while, only the faint sound of an electric kettle coming from the bathroom and the tiny, gasping sound coming from under the quilt. If it were not in such a quiet environment, it would definitely be ignored.

But that faint, non-existent voice, heard in Lin Jing's ears, that is the entire voice of the world.

He looked down at the bulge on the bed, clenched his fists tightly, his nails sinking deeply into the flesh of his palms.

After a long time, I didn't say a word. When I spoke, my throat was already hoarse: "I'm sorry."

The bulging ball under the quilt hasn't moved for a long time.

It took a long time before he heard an urn sound from the urn under the quilt.

"Fuck you."

"The thing I regret most is that I know you."

As soon as Zhao Tianxin brought out the hot water, he suddenly heard such a sentence. She had never seen Qi Yue look like this. Originally thought they were just ordinary arguing, it seemed that the matter was much more serious than she thought.

She noticed that Lin Jing's gaze was quietly staring at the empty window sill.

There used to be a pot of brightly colored irises in bloom.

Zhao Tianxin was a little embarrassed: "The hot water is coming..."

Lin Jing retracted his gaze: "You take good care of her, I'm leaving."

Zhao Tianxin thought for a while, put down the cup in his hand and followed out

She closed the door and stopped Lin Jing who had just walked out: "Team Lin!"

Lin Jing stopped, but didn't look back.

Zhao Tianxin: "She may just be angry, she can't say anything for a while. I understand her. After two days, she will calm down a bit, so you can talk to her?"

Lin Jing was quiet for a while, then suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "That pot of iris...where did she throw it?"

Team Lin, do you want to hit the key so directly...

Zhao Tianxin was embarrassed and could only confess honestly: "She said she was going to throw out the trash, and she went out with the pot of iris..."

Lin Jing: "I see. Thank you. You guys rest early."

Zhao Tianxin: "Okay... So are you Team Lin."

******

Lin Jing found the abandoned iris in the garbage dump. A large part of the flowerpot was recessed, and two irises were also squeezed out of the pot, lying pitifully on the side. One of the leaves was crushed several times, and even the flower was crushed.

Lin Jing stared at the pot of iris abandoned by his master for a long time, then stretched out his hand and took it out of the garbage...

Chen Chong was wearing earphones, lying on the bed and taking people to eat chicken, he saw Lin Jing carrying something in his hand and coming in.

After entering the house, Lin Jing didn't speak to him either, and just carried the thing to the corner to make a fuss.

"Hahaha, what about Delta? It's still my defeater!" Chen Chong greeted Lin Jing excitedly after playing a round, "Captain, you also come to play a round with me, let these foreign devils see and see our Chinese special The troops are great."

No one cares about him.

Chen Chong: "Captain-Captain-can you give me a word?"

Still nobody ignored him.

Chen Chong threw the phone aside, rubbed his head off the bed, and poked his head out to see what Lin Jing was doing.

Lin Jing was holding the dented iron flowerpot and hitting it with a small hammer. After a while, he restored it to its original appearance.

Chen Chong was speechless: "Captain, when did you change your job as a gardener?"

He stared at the two grasses that fell on the ground for a while, and suddenly his eyes rounded: "Eh?! Isn't this the two bluegrass you dug back from the river before? Oh... how did this leaf collapse... …"

Chen Chong has always been bad at identifying these flowers and plants. Seeing that the leaves of iris look like bluegrass, he stubbornly thinks it is bluegrass.

Lin Jing repaired the flowerpot without saying a word, put the new soil he dug into the pot, and carefully planted the iris back.

Chen Chong got up from the bed and walked behind Lin Jing: "The buds are all squashed, can this bluegrass survive?"

Lin Jing finally accepted him: "Of course I can live. As long as this root is still there."

Flowers without a hundred days red, spring will come again tomorrow.

***

Qi Yue was awakened by a rapid knock on the door in the early morning half-dreaming and half-waking.

"Doctor Qi, Doctor Zhao, come and have a look at the ward. The patient in bed 7 has an accident!"

Qi Yue sat up abruptly from the bed, her temples twitching sorely, she glanced at the electronic clock on the bedside-half past five in the morning.

Bed 7...

It seems to be the patient admitted by the resident doctor Xiao Liu yesterday.

Qi Yue glanced at Zhao Tianxin, who was curled up in the bed and sleeping like a dead pig, and resigned himself to get out of bed.

Qi Yue opened the door, and the little nurse stood outside the door with a pale face.

"What's the matter?" Qi Yue frowned.

Little nurse: "The patient in bed 7 suddenly convulsed, he vomited blood, and his blood pressure dropped rapidly."

Qi Yue instantly became sober: "Take me to see immediately. Talk as you walk!"

After speaking, she followed the little nurse and quickly ran to the ward.

Qi Yue: "What was the cause of the patient's admission yesterday?"

Nurse: "High fever, vomiting, diarrhea..."

Qi Yue: "What is Dr. Liu's diagnosis?"

Nurse: "Gastrointestinal flu."

Qi Yue: "Does the patient have a rash?"

The nurse thought for a while: "It seems... as if there are some on the legs."

Qi Yue frowned suddenly: "You will show me the blood test report later. Did Liu Hao prescribe him the E virus, M virus, and Y virus antigen tests? What about the serum neutralization test?"

The nurse was dumbfounded: "It seems...nothing."

Qi Yue suddenly went crazy: "This is North Africa, and you can encounter any strange disease. He thought he would play a house in China!!! High fever, diarrhea, vomiting, rash, these high-risk indicators hit all of them, he Don't you dare to open the test!? What about this kid? Tell him to roll over for me immediately!"

"Just, I just went to look for it, Dr. Liu, he... he... is not in the dormitory." The nurse had never seen Qi Yue get such a temper, and she was shocked suddenly, and she didn't dare to let out the atmosphere. Fortunately, while talking, they have already arrived in the ward.

As soon as Qi Yue entered the door, she saw two nurses working together to suppress the patient who was convulsing. He twitched, and bright red mixed with dark red blood was constantly pouring out of his mouth and nose.

Qi Yue ordered the nurses who followed: "Get sedatives. You guys come with me and push people into the operating room!"

A nurse suddenly exclaimed: "The patient is choked!"

Qi Yue walked quickly to the hospital bed: "It's laryngeal edema. You hold him firmly, don't let him move! Prepare lidocaine, scalpel, and intubation."

A nurse hurriedly handed over the scalpel.

I saw that Qi Yue moved quickly, incised the patient’s trachea in a familiar way, inserted a tracheal tube, and fixed it...

At the moment the intubation was completed, the patient's breathing became smoother.

The nurses around were relieved.

Qi Yue: "That's it, sent to the operating room."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, a little nurse couldn't hold the patient's shoulder for a while, and the man suddenly sat up and spewed a large mouthful of blood.

Qi Yue was right in front of the patient and was sprayed straight...

"Doctor Qi!!!"

"Doctor Qi——"

Qi Yue raised his hand and wiped his face with his sleeve. When she saw the fallen organs and tissues in the blood, her heart instantly sank to the bottom.

She looked up, looked at the crowd, and announced in a quiet voice: "First send the patient to the operating room. Notify all medical staff and activate the first-level infectious disease plan. Notify the clinical laboratory personnel to perform E and Y viruses on everyone. Antigen testing. All medical staff who have been in contact with the patient will be isolated from today."

A little nurse burst into tears on the spot after listening to her.

...

After half a day, the laboratory report came out.

The patient is a 37-year-old male from Livia. Confirmed to be infected with Y-2 virus, the infection time is about 17 days.

Virus Y is an extremely dangerous hemorrhagic fever virus circulating in the African continent. The incubation period ranges from two days to twenty-one days. Generally, the initial symptoms are high fever, severe headache and body muscle aches, which can easily be misdiagnosed as flu. However, within three to five days, severe diarrhea, cramps, nausea, vomiting, and rash will appear. In the later stages of the disease, the patient will experience severe internal bleeding and may even spit out broken internal tissues. In the final stage, the patient will continue to have a high fever, which affects the central nervous system, causing confusion, irritability, and even aggressive behavior. However, most patients generally die from severe blood loss and organ failure before then.

Since the Y virus was infected through physical contact, all medical staff who had had physical contact with the patient before, and other patients in the same ward, were all isolated and awaiting further examination.

Su Qing is holding an emergency meeting in the conference room to give a presentation on disease prevention and control to all the remaining medical staff who are not at risk of infection. Halfway through the meeting, the door of the conference room was suddenly ‘slammed’ from the outside.

The man who has always shown himself in a calm and strong image just broke in. He didn't know where he came from, his chest was rising and falling, and he was still breathing slightly.

Within a few seconds when the man and Su Qing looked at each other, there was some obvious fragility in their eyes, and the lips trembled a few times before he said dumbly: "I just saw... the list of quarantined people... Is it correct? ?"

Su Qing did not speak, but stared at Lin Jing in silence with a solemn expression.

Lin Jing waited for a moment. In this long silence, the expression in his eyes changed from disbelief and anxiety at the beginning to a deadly gray defeat...