A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

"Yes." I nodded and said, "According to our inspection reports on those benign HLM virus patients who have recovered over the past few years, they are completely safe after being infected with the virus, even if they are directly exposed to the HLM virus Infected once - but not because of the antibodies produced in their bodies, but because of the body's own adaptability to the HLM virus. In other words, the current group of patients treated with artificial antibodies may still be infected in the future. continue to be infected with the HLM virus."

"What about him?" Carrie Miville pointed to Gerald and asked.

"He won't." I laughed, patted Gerrard's head, and said, "Although it's not clear why he recovered, I hesitated when I was still in the institute, but in the end I didn't." Give him any antibody treatment, so he can recover entirely because of himself. And in theory, the HLM virus in his body has never disappeared, just because he is suppressed by his body's resistance and cannot move , and it won’t affect him in any way.”

Jiali Miweier nodded and said: "What I mean is, this is the first time our brigade has encountered a person infected with a vicious virus who is still in the transmission cycle, so after we return to the base, we may have to rely on it." His strength."

"As long as he agrees, of course it's fine." I smiled and glanced at Gerald, and then my expression became a little serious again, "I just want to meet the infected person to see if he still has any He doesn't have the slightest ability to communicate with us. Most importantly, why did he appear in the wasteland area full of vicious virus infected people?"

"That's my question too." Jiali Miweier stood up straight again, gestured to us, and then walked to the side of the road, "The number of infected people has not decreased in the past few years, that is to say, it is actually still there. There are many new infected patients appearing, it would be best if we could really ask something from this infected person.”

Jiali Miweier drove two aircraft this time. When we returned, one of them was used to place the terminals. Hugh was escorted by two experienced team members and took the other aircraft with us.In addition, Jiali Miweier also left a small team guarding the underground waterway, waiting for Howard to get in touch with the Lamar city government.

After walking out of the underground sewer, Gerald's expression finally relaxed completely. He even raised his hand to smell the smell on his sleeves, and his face finally returned to normal after he found that there was not too much stench.

I thought it was funny, and after getting on the aircraft, I patted his back lightly, imitated his way just now, raised his sleeve and sniffed it, and said, "I never thought that you are so clean now. Yes. I think I mentioned it to you? How dirty you were when you were sent to the institute before, and you didn't like to take a shower."

"I didn't know at that time." Gerald frowned. Looking at his appearance, he really became quite disgusted with dirty things and smells. "It smells bad inside, but it's much better outside."

I laughed a few times, nodded and told him: "After we go back, let's meet the infected person who has not completely lost consciousness. After he is settled, we will take you back to wash."

Maybe it was because he was worried that Hughes would find a way to escape in our hands, so in order to come here as soon as possible, the two aircrafts that Jiali Miweier drove were both very fast combat transport aircraft.When I arrived at the base, I realized that Gerald and I rented a small aircraft and did not return it, but it happened to be convenient for the other team members. After I sent them the key to start the aircraft, I met They can act at any time under any circumstances, as long as they return the aircraft when they leave at the end.

"Where did you take that infected person?" After stepping off the aircraft, I glanced at the base building in front of me, which I hadn't been to yet, and asked Jiali Miweier.

"After Howard came back, he was sent directly to the virus cleaning area of ​​the medical department. Although we couldn't directly isolate the virus in the infected person's body, we could at least ensure that the outside of the isolation box where he was locked was very clean, so that the Everyone else on the base got the virus, too," Gary Meeville said.

Hearing what he said, I raised my eyebrows and asked, "Did he not resist when you stuffed him into the box?"

"No." Carrie Miville said while looking back at Gerald again, "Although he is not as obedient as this little bastard, and he will not move after being imprisoned, but apart from being emotional, he will not directly and for no reason. Attack our team members. But don't worry, from your attitude and care for this little bastard, I have also learned a little experience. I didn't let the infected person stay in the isolation box. He is now in the isolation area of ​​this base In a room, the walls are transparent, similar to the isolation room in the research institute at that time, let's go in and see his situation before making a conclusion."

After Carrie Miville walked in first, I couldn't help but smile again, turned my head and whispered to Gerald: "Actually, not only do you not hate him as much as you imagined, but he doesn't hate you either, it's just that he This person has always liked duplicity, is very awkward, and has a bad attitude."

Gerald was stunned for a moment, glanced at Carrie Miville's back, and asked, "I said I hate him, but is it also a lie?"

"Almost." I suppressed the smile on my face, making my expression look more serious than before, "You just think that you hate him subjectively, but if he is really in danger, you will also Feel anxious like me, don't you?"

He was probably surrounded by me, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. In the end, he even showed an expression as if he was questioning himself, and the expression on his face was quite tangled.

When I finally walked into the isolation area, I couldn't hold back a chuckle, and I couldn't help ruffling his hair.

When we walked to the isolation room mentioned by Gary Miville, he had already stood in front of the isolation room and waited for us for a long time. Except for us, Gary Miville did not let anyone stay in our room for the time being. around.Seeing us walking past, he didn't speak, just nodded slightly to me, and then looked at the infected person in the isolation room.

I also let go of Gerald's wrist for the time being, walked forward a few steps, stood directly in front of the isolation room, and looked at where the infected person was.

The first time I saw him, I came to the conclusion that he did have a lot of self-awareness, and even under certain circumstances, he might be able to continue thinking—because between Carrie and I After Miville approached, he raised his head and stared at us with those eyes that had begun to look unnatural.His eyes are full of panic and panic, full of endless pain and despair, but his eyes can't express any meaning, except that emotions can be conveyed to us, maybe even vision can't be clearly passed through. The brain, in turn, let him know the meaning of our standing here.

I frowned slightly and looked at this man who didn't look too old.He sat on the innermost chair in the isolation room, his hands were not bound by any chains or ropes, but he sat there and did not stand up. He just kept staring at us and did not scream like other infected people. And he didn't hit the glass directly with his body.

I watched him carefully again for a while, sighed, and said: "He has not passed the virus transmission cycle, you remember to seal the entire isolation building at any time, except for our occasional entry and exit, don't let anyone come near here .”

"I know." Carrie Miville replied to me standing aside, "The team found him around the collapsed site of the previous building. He was wandering alone by the lake we met. Gathered around the ruins, only he stayed away from the group so Howard would notice him."

I nodded slightly, and gestured to Carrie Miville and Gerald standing behind me, telling them not to make any noise for the time being, then I looked at the infected person inside, maintaining a calm and gentle tone , slowly opened his mouth and said to him: "I know you can still hear me, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, this room can provide you with the best protection, and you won't be hurt by other people or the environment again. Hurt. So don't try to hurt yourself, listen to me first, and then try to answer my question, okay?"

This is something I would definitely say a few years ago before I diagnosed and treated infected people who were in the cycle of virus transmission. For these patients who still have their own consciousness, gentle dialogue is often more effective than drugs, and at the same time It can also soothe their hearts that have been greatly hurt.

The infected stared at me with wide eyes, breathing heavily.I didn't look away, and kept looking at him until his breathing gradually calmed down, and then I asked, "Do you still have any impression of your previous memories?"

I don't know exactly which words stimulated him, but when I finished asking this question, the man suddenly let out a trembling moan.He directly stretched out his hands and hugged his head, and the intermittent choking sound lasted for a while, and then he began to repeat a few words piecemeal: "Machine... much...dead..."