Disease Name Immortal

Liu Bing still doesn't understand men, even if it's true, no one will admit it.

It's like four words short and powerless.

What's more, Jiang Bingshu is very healthy. In the end, Jiang Bingshu chose cervical spondylosis. Don't ask, it is a man's stubbornness.

From now on, he has the identity of a patient.

Not long after, Liu Bing drove the magic car to pick up the **** diseased tree.

Both of them are people who do not procrastinate.

Although Liu Bing was a little curious about the environment in which the diseased **** tree grew, he did not delay and moved directly towards the liver area.

The silence all the way made Jiang Bingshu, who was mildly social but not sick, uncomfortable, so he chatted with his colleagues.

Liu Bing seldom answered, but only occasionally complained: Xu Manyu's arrogant hoof.

This made Jiang Bingshu silent for a second, for fear of offending Liu Bing and future Xu Gao.

When he should be cowardly, he will never pretend to be coercive.

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Liver area.

The sick city is very large, divided into kidney area, liver area, lung area, stomach area, heart area, and brain area.

In fact, each district is nearly the size of a small city.

The liver area is a relatively prosperous area. It is not as good as the heart area and brain area, but it is much better than the lung area, kidney area and stomach area.

You can often see various advertisements for the liver area on TV.

It seems that this is a very livable area.

Indeed, on TV and various social apps, people in this place seem to be very idle.

Living every day seems to be like exercising, walking the dog, drinking afternoon tea, showing delicious food at home, and visiting various stores.

But when Jiang Bingshu and Liu Bing really came here, they saw a different scene.

They came earlier and saw young men and women wearing hospital uniforms and professional attire with various logos coming and going.

These people don't look very... happy.

Obviously, the living conditions are much better than those in barren areas such as the lung area and the stomach area.

However, because of long-term overtime work, staying up late, and being in great anxiety, young people look more morbid.

Only those who really live here understand that those beautiful lives—

All belong to the locals.

And these migrant workers from the lung area, stomach area and kidney area lead a completely different life.

The gap between people is sometimes bigger than that between people and dogs.

There are huge billboards hanging in the office buildings. The models above have sunken eye sockets and wear the most fashionable clothes.

And there are countless patients walking through, busy.

This scene made Jiang Bingshu feel extremely unfamiliar, even a little scary.

Under the influence of the four major consortiums, the liver area has become more and more refined, and there are fewer and fewer ways for those who can take root in the liver area to succeed.

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The edge of the liver area, the bird cage.

The reason why it is called a birdcage is because the houses here are very small, and people living in it are like birds in a birdcage, and there is not much room for movement.

Therefore, the rent of houses here is very cheap.

Building 125 of the Birdcage, in Room 3 on the 32nd floor.

Jiang Bingshu and Liu Bing have found their first investigation target.

It was a young woman, as old as Liu Bing.

But due to long-term toil, rough skin, curly hair, and suffering from amblyopia, she looks very weak.

Her husband was the murderer who bit people to death.

Jiang Bingshu and Liu Bing, who came to investigate this time, are the staff of the sick incubator.

Although the woman doesn't know why people from the sick incubator came to ask questions, she has been questioned many times since yesterday.

I'm used to it, plus I'm honest, so I didn't think much about it.

"We're just doing a review with you to confirm that the medical records are correct."

"Oh, okay, just ask."

Liu Bing said:

"We have a report on your husband's sick incubator. We want to check with you. What is your husband's illness?"

How can there be any disease incubator report, it is actually a blank file.

However, Jiang Bingshu must admire, the fake documents that they confuse can really scare people.

Ordinary people couldn't tell that this woman really regarded herself and Liu Bing as the staff of the sick incubator.

"My husband's illness is insomnia. He often can't sleep."

Do insomniacs bite? This sick and demon technology tree crosses the border.

"Don't hide it! What he does is not something that an insomniac can do!"

Liu Bing was full of momentum, and this kind of arrogant topic was taken for granted by her.

The woman was shocked by Liu Bing's aura.

Jiang Bingshu thinks that Liu Bing is quite sassy, ​​but...the identity is not grasped, we are not playing the role of the hospital team, sister.

The woman said:

"It's true, my husband didn't hatch the disease, otherwise he wouldn't have been selling at the grassroots level for so many years."

"He often can't sleep, and he takes a lot of melatonin. The pathogenic doctor at the sick hatch said that he was drinking poison to quench his thirst."

Didn't hatch disease demons?

Jiang Bingshu and Liu Bing looked at each other.

If the disease is not hatched, naturally it cannot be bewitched by the disease.

How could a normal person who wasn't bewitched bite a person to death?

It can't be a simple way of venting anger, can it? All are adults.

Jiang Bingshu noticed something was wrong and said:

"Well, don't be nervous, what you said is consistent with our report."

"But you also know that something happened to your husband. We want to know, did he have anything unusual during this time?"

"Yes." After thinking for a while, a look of fear appeared on the woman's face.

"My husband was afraid to turn on the lights the day before the crime... I don't know why."

"He came back very late that day. He worked overtime later than usual. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. I hadn't slept, and the cooked food was waiting for him."

"But before entering the house, he called and told me to turn off the lights."

"I did everything, but I couldn't see anything, but my husband said impatiently, he can see, so it's good."

"So we turned off the lights and ate. He didn't have a good appetite, and felt that... the food I made had turned sour."

"After eating, I was used to going to wash the dishes and clean up the dishes. But I couldn't see clearly, so I turned on the light subconsciously. Then..."

The woman's tone was a little frightened.

Liu Bing frowned, Jiang Bingshu heard some clues, he said:

"You continue. Don't be afraid, no matter what others think, our sick incubators will help you."

"But first, you have to figure out what caused your husband to lose control. This actually helps him."

"If it's really because of his illness that he can't control himself, it's good for him. Please don't hide it."

Liu Bing was a little surprised, Jiang Bingshu really seemed very old-fashioned.

This role is also very good. While guiding the other party to answer, reassure the other party to gain trust.

What she didn't know was that the Physician of the No. 25 Disease Incubation in the Lung District was such a person.

Jiang Bingshu is only good at observing and imitating, and in order to successfully enter the job, he taught himself the basic knowledge of many industries.

As long as you communicate with people, showing empathy will be very useful, especially in front of people who are relatively weak in character, you can easily gain trust by agreeing with him and comforting him.

Especially Liu Bing has established a cold image before, which makes it easier for the target to get close to the **** tree.

This is a sales technique.

Jiang Bingshu doesn't think it's a big deal when it's just a standard for Ghost Slayer.

The woman's body trembled slightly, and Jiang Bingshu said gently:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, what you see, speak slowly."

"Well... I saw it. My husband opened his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were filled with saliva and white foam. Then he was in pain, his eyes seemed to glow, and he yelled at me not to turn on the light, don't turn on the light, turn it off!"

"I was frightened by that look at the time. He almost screamed, so frightened I immediately turned off the light."

The woman had lingering fears, and she remembered her man's ferocious and unfamiliar appearance clearly.

Jiang Bingshu did not rush to ask, but waited for the woman to breathe for a while.

Liu Bing looked at it and found that the **** disease tree was quite gentle.

When the woman's mood eased a little, Jiang Bingshu said:

"Anything else unusual?"

"Well... And one more thing, it's weird. When I say goodbye to my husband every day, we all... kiss."

The dog food came a little suddenly, Jiang Bingshu was stunned for a moment.

"But the next day, the day my husband committed the crime, he was going to go to work. When I kissed him... I smelled a foul odor. I couldn't hold it back and immediately turned my head and vomited."

"It was a stench like rotting meat..."

Although she didn't smell that smell again, the memory made the woman retch subconsciously.

Jiang Bingshu quickly got up and poured a glass of water.

"Come on, don't think about it, drink some warm water. Divert your attention."

"Okay, thank you."

The woman looked at Jiang Bingshu gratefully, and felt that this staff member was different from the others and was very kind.

She continued:

"Anyway...it's a very unpleasant smell, like meat that has been in the trash for several days and starts to stink."

"My husband can't feel it himself. It's obviously a very strong smell. I'm worried that if he goes to work like this, he will be laughed at and rejected."

"I asked him to rinse his mouth. He obviously bought the mouthwash a few days ago, but he said it had a foul odor and irritated his tongue, like... eroding his tongue. He was in great pain."

"He thought I was tricking him, so he left angrily. When he went out, it was obviously early in the morning, and he also wore sunglasses."

"Later, you will know what happened later. My husband bit someone..."

Liu Bing looked at Jiang Bingshu, she really did not analyze anything, although she felt it was abnormal.

Jiang Bingshu, who has been interested in disease since childhood, has seen too many patients and often hears the voice of popular science in his mind, so he often goes to the disease incubator to see some free pathological knowledge.

He already had some guesses, but first expressed his thanks:

"Thank you very much for your cooperation. We will follow up on your husband's affairs, and we will notify you when there is news."

Too much fun. Liu Bing admired the diseased **** tree.

"By the way, the person who was bitten is your husband's colleague. How is their relationship?" Jiang Bingshu asked again.

"No... It's not very good. That person is actually my husband's team leader and his boss. They often disagree." The woman's answer was always honest.

"Okay, I know."

Birdcage houses are generally small, about 20 square meters, and the bathrooms and laundry rooms all share the corridor.

Ginger Disease Tree can directly see the bed in the bedroom where he is talking.

After taking a careful look, he prepared to end the conversation and leave here with Liu Bing.

But suddenly, Jiang Bingshu stopped,

As if many clues were strung together in his mind, he asked:

"I'm sorry, let me ask one more question."

"Ah, you asked."

"Although it is very presumptuous, do you have any wounds on your husband's body? Anywhere, even in a very private part."

"This... I didn't pay attention. Although we slept together in those days, I didn't observe him much. I don't know, what's wrong?"

"It's fine. I see, this question offends you, goodbye."

Jiang Bingshu said goodbye politely.

Liu Bing felt that Jiang Bingshu had guessed something.

After the two walked out of the densely populated birdcage area, Liu Bing asked:

"You seem to see something."

"Yes, Sister Bingbing... Is it okay for me to call you that?"

"Talk about the business." Liu Bing regarded it as a default.

In the organization, she looks like the youngest, she looks eighteen or nineteen years old, but she is actually twenty-two years old.

Ma Liang was twenty-six years old. Xu Manyu is twenty-seven years old.

The **** diseased tree is really the newest one. Both age and experience.

In order to have a good relationship with colleagues, you must first have a respectful and intimate title. This is a little skill Jiang Bingshu read.

"Okay, that's it. Judging from the current situation, I don't think the goal is to be bewitched by the disease, but to contract other diseases."

"This disease may be a very rare disease."

After the Era of Disease, people have been devastated by all kinds of diseases. Over time, many diseases in history have antibodies.

However, many new intensified diseases have also been derived from this.

Liu Bing was puzzled.

Combining the content of the woman's dictation, she knew that the murderer was afraid of light and had a strange stench.

Based on these two points alone, there are more than a dozen diseases that meet the symptoms after the disease era.

"It's just that you are afraid of light, and you are not a pathogenic expert. You shouldn't be able to analyze the cause of the other party, right?"

Jiang Bingshu did not specify what the disease was, because he was not 100% sure, and said:

"Sister Bingbing, this time, I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think."

"The basis for the judgment is indeed insufficient, but if it is the kind of disease I think, we have only touched the tip of the iceberg in this case."

Liu Bing was at a loss, but Jiang Bingshu only said:

"Wait a minute, there should be news later, or tomorrow morning."

He's not selling off, but he needs time to verify something.

The old monk once told Jiang Bingshu many strange stories, one of which was almost the shadow of Jiang Bingshu's childhood.

Scared the young **** sick tree so much that he didn't dare to sleep alone.

Now, he suspects that he may have encountered such a thing.

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Liver area, Incubation No. 7, Morgue.

Three in the afternoon.

The morgue in the liver district has always been "good business".

Some people died suddenly from high-intensity overtime work, and some people died of illness.

Many people died unexpectedly.

The mortality rate in the entire sick city is high, so there is a morgue in each sick incubator.

In the cold room, these corpses are like the cargo of a locker.

It's like stacking drawer after drawer of buns in a steamer.

Some buns have begun to rot, and some look fresh, but if you bite into them, you will find that the meat filling has changed.

But a dead person is a dead person. The biggest characteristic of a dead person is that no matter how long everyone died, how different they died...

It's the same quiet after death.

But at this moment, a "dead man" broke this rule.

It began to restless, like the maggots on the carrion, and began to wriggle.

In the morgue, there was a sudden noise.

A certain man whose trachea was bitten not long ago suddenly opened his eyes.