There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

"CPR?"

Uncle Wang was dumbfounded. How could his life be in danger in just half a day?

"A dead fish speaks for itself, a dead fish speaks for itself!" He kept recalling what happened in the morning and patted his thigh:

"Oh, there is indeed a disaster!"

He tightly covered his wife's hand: "Shufen, Fen'er, don't be afraid, Lao Wang is here, Lao Wang is here."

Tears flowed down unconsciously. Lao Wang was frightened and said: "You have to hold on, if you leave, I won't be able to live anymore!"

"Transfer immediately to the hospital with extraordinary people under the city wall."

The attending doctor ordered a temporary deployment of a steam vehicle for transportation, and the vehicle arrived an hour later.

"Family members, please get out of the way, we need first aid!"

The nurse pulled him away roughly. They began to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Wang Shufang, who looked ashen.

It is all manually operated, and the only motor is operated by a doctor who has practiced thunder magic. After a simple repair of the transformer, it is used with an iron plate.

"Bang!"

There was an electric shock, and Jiang Shufen trembled.

The doctor hurriedly brought up the stethoscope and frowned: "There is a murmur, continue!"

"Bang!"

There was another electric shock, and Wang Shufang suddenly opened her eyes and spit out a large pool of vomit.

The vomit was sticky and white in color, and emitted a pungent odor that almost made people sick.

It was splashed all over the sheets, the floor, and the clothes of doctors and nurses.

"Continue to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation." The attending doctor said coldly, and the nurse doing artificial respiration turned pale.

Jiang Shufen's mouth was full of residue.

But she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, do it! ! !

After repeated efforts, the patient finally recovered his heartbeat, but his health was still in bad condition and his condition was deteriorating.

"Antibiotics, epinephrine, hang your life first, please ask the extraordinary healer to come right away!"

The attending doctor calmly gave the order: "Urge the clairvoyant, we need to understand the internal state of the patient's body as soon as possible to find out where the root cause of the disease is."

The nurses were busy, some were looking for sheets and quilt covers, some were looking for medicine, or were urging people to carry vomit on the floor to all parts of the hospital.

…

The clairvoyant finally arrived. He had just been working in another hospital and was urgently transferred.

The hospitals where extraordinary people exist are all at the city gate. Extraordinary people need to constantly go outside the city to restore their abilities, and then return to the city to save people by taking advantage of the time lag before the meteorite has fully absorbed its extraordinary abilities.

Because you can hone your abilities and cultivate your abilities, there is no shortage of volunteers.

Zhou Lei entered the hospital and quickly followed the directions to Jiang Shufen's room. The pungent smell of vomit had not dissipated.

He opened his eyes and quickly scanned Jiang Shufen's body. In less than a second, he used the remaining tenths of seconds to scan the surroundings and himself.

Almost instantly, all his abilities failed.

The meteorite is too powerful.

However, Zhou Lei's face suddenly turned gloomy.

The look on his face made Uncle Wang desperate, and he hurriedly went to pull Zhou Lei: "Doctor, what's wrong? What's wrong? Please help my wife."

"What's wrong?" The attending doctor was also asking, and Zhou Lei looked ugly: "Brother Xiong, come with me."

He walked to an office and quickly closed the door.

"Tell me honestly, where does this woman move around, and how long has she been sick? Why was she brought here now?"

"What's wrong?" The attending doctor heard that something was wrong: "It has been for most of the day. Their address seems to be in Xinniyuan, Nancheng District."

The attending doctor informed them of their transfer to another hospital.

"Yeah. I understand."

Zhou Lei turned around and went out, leaving behind a silhouette.

"That woman is dead. Don't get close to her. Then, all places where women pass will be sealed off. I will report to the higher-ups."

His face had turned dark, and he quickly came outside the courtyard. When he raised his head, he could see the city wall.

The meteorite will remain standing for thousands of years.

"Brothers on the city wall, help!" Zhou Lei shouted: "Help me notify the superiors to blockade Nancheng District. A terrible infectious disease has appeared. Many people will die, especially Xinniyuan and Fangdou Hospital, here. And all paths between the three within a radius of one kilometer are blocked!"

He was an extraordinary being, and the patrols on the city wall couldn't joke around, especially since he had just walked out of the hospital.

"It's the famous Magnetic Eye Zhou Lei." They recognized it and felt that it didn't look like a fake.

"Brother Zhou, don't worry, we will report right away!"

The person above answered, and then hurriedly reported it layer by layer.

The end is coming, and such a mobilization reaction is normal. Only in this way can the information be conveyed as soon as possible.

Original rides are called and are rush items.

Soon the news was reported layer by layer and reached the top.

But until evening, three hours passed and no one came to block it.

Zhou Lei looked ugly: "It's over."

"What's going on?" The attending doctor walked over slowly, his face looking wrong.

"Ahem" twice: "Brother Zhou, tell me the truth, what kind of infectious disease is it?"

He was holding a petri dish with vomit specimens in it.

"I checked it many times with a microscope and found that it was just normal human vomitus without any special bacteria."

"That's because it's not in there anymore."

Zhou Lei tightened his clothes: "I looked at the attending doctor who was in a bad state a few more times, but didn't say anything more."

He said goodbye to the doctor and went to the office in the hospital alone. He thought about it and wrote something down with a pen.

Then, he took out the Fallen Immortal material knife he used during the battle and wiped off his neck.

Self-redemption.

What exactly is it? Let him choose to do this and not even have the courage to face survival?

In the evening, Mrs. Wang's condition got worse and worse. The attending doctor tried his best, but finally the adrenaline didn't work anymore.

"Get ready for the funeral." He patted Wang Yousheng's shoulder heavily and said with regret: "We have really tried our best."

He personally issued the critical illness notice and asked Wang Yousheng to sign it.

Wang Yousheng didn't know how to sign. He hadn't eaten or even drank water.

He stayed beside his wife blankly and saw her body move.

Then she stopped breathing.

"Woooo..." Wang Yousheng cried like a child, his voice getting louder and heartbreaking.

"My Fen'er, the end of the world didn't even take you in, why did God take you in just because of a minor illness?"

"My Fen'er, wow..."

He was crying and crying, and suddenly he saw a large number of cars stopped outside the hospital.

Stretcher after stretcher was delivered, full of ordinary people with fever and serious illness.

There were men and women, most of them were pale and in poor health.

"Quick! Quick!"

The emergency horn sounded in the hospital, and all the medical staff showed up.

Wearing strict protective gear and precious disposable rubber gloves, they rushed patients to the hospital one after another.

"Where's Zhou Lei? Has anyone seen the medical staff doing fluoroscopy?"

Wang Yousheng saw the attending doctor constantly weaving in and out of the crowd, asking about Zhou Lei's whereabouts.

"He seems to have gone to your office." A nurse replied, and the attending doctor hurried to the office.

The symptoms of these patients are exactly the same as Jiang Shufen. If the outcome is incurable, then... how many people will die?

He couldn't imagine it and pushed open the office door.

However, the scene before him made him scared.

Zhou Lei died, leaving only one piece of clothing and a piece of human skin.

The knife fell to the floor and there was a note on the table.

It seemed like his last words.

He opened the notes tremblingly, and the first page was Zhou Lei's self-narration.

"This is a disaster."

Next, the text on the second page is slightly scrawled.

“We will be missing us, we will have nothing left of us, we will no longer be us.”

Page 3: "The knell of death has sounded. No one can be spared. This city is hopeless."

Page 4: "You can't escape. Without the Meteor Stone, you will only die faster."

Page 5: "He is a disaster. I have seen the end of this city, and I have also seen the collapse of the big blue dragon. This world will fall into disaster."

Page six: "It's over."

what exactly is it? Why did Zhou Lei die without leaving the truth?

The attending doctor sat slumped on the ground...

Not too far from Cotton City, a Night Owl fighter jet broke away from the dark space.

"We're almost to Cotton City."

Zhang Han felt much more relaxed: "Those priests feel like they've seen a ghost when they see you. It's so relaxing."

"If you can't speak, I can sew your mouth shut."

Chen Banxian didn't have a good tone. He rubbed his fingers. He felt uncomfortable recently and it seemed inappropriate to sit no matter how he sat.

There is an uneasy feeling.

She glanced at her Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar. With this thing, there shouldn't be any big danger.

"That's great. The signals going forward are all on."

Empress Roushan slides her fingers across her phone, watching a local video.

Psychological poisons are harmful!

Chen Banxian didn't know what to say: "This should be the last priesthood away from Miancheng. Let's solve it quickly. We haven't had a good meal for a long time, and we are going to lose our minds along the way."

He was twirling a branch, and the smell made the inside of the fighter plane acrid.

"Boss, it's too spicy." Zhang Han's eyes were filled with tears: "We're almost there, I'll get off the plane first."

He seemed to have to leave here and find the priesthood.

"It's strange, it's so quiet around here."

Chen Banxian arrived shortly after, and when they got off the plane, they frowned.

"Does this priest like to be quiet?" Zhang Han looked around: "The aura of the priest is in the distance. I'll go take a look first."

"Wait a moment."

Chen Banxian stopped him and subconsciously avoided the mushrooms on the ground.

They are colorful and poisonous at first sight.

My teachers told me when I was little, don't go near these things.

"There's something wrong with that priest's aura."

Empress Roushan opened her eyes with slightly lowered eyes, "It doesn't look like a normal priest."

"Really?" Zhang Han felt that he was not careful. At this moment, he felt carefully and found that it was indeed abnormal.

"He seemed to be dying."

"The divine realm is still there, how can the priesthood die?"

Zhang Han himself refuted his statement, while Chen Banxian on the other side moved his eyes and saw a familiar scent in the distance.

"People from the strange world."

There will be a supplementary chapter at eight o'clock.