A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

Patiently coaxing Gerrard to eat breakfast, I felt a little helpless.He was obviously in a bad mood, and he couldn't even look at the food that usually attracted him the most. His eyes basically didn't focus on one place, and his eyes wandered around, looking absent-minded.

It gave me great pleasure to see him in such a distinct and varied mood—ignoring the cause of his trance.

I put away the two lunch boxes, and as soon as I stood up, Gerald grabbed my wrist again.I looked back at him, and he was looking up at me slightly, but after a few seconds, he suddenly let go, leaned weakly against the head of the bed, turned his head to the window and half closed his eyes.

I bent down and gently rubbed the side of his neck, and walked out of the isolation room with the lunch box.

As soon as he returned to the observation room, Niyo threw himself into his arms, "This is really amazing, Doctor Leotir! You are so great! I never thought that there would be such an obedient vicious virus infected person, He can really get along with you so friendly!"

I pushed him away, handed the empty lunch box to Xin Duoli, and at the same time signaled her to take Dai Bu away with my eyes.Xin Duoli nodded knowingly, pulled Dai Bu's sleeve, and ignored his doubts, the two walked out of the observation room together.

Seeing them leave, I turned my gaze back and looked at Niyo with a blank expression.

Niyo was terrified by my look, subconsciously took two steps back, and asked with a dry smile, "Uh...what's the matter?"

I sat down on the chair, pondered several possibilities, and asked, "You were standing outside the observation room yesterday?"

"Yes, yes."

"When you looked at him, he didn't move at all?" I pulled the corner of my mouth to show a gentle smile, and asked him in a steady tone.

Niyo's facial muscles twitched a few times, he laughed and said, "When I first got outside the observation room, he turned his head and kept staring at me, and he didn't move at all except staring at me..." He kept laughing awkwardly "You just told me not to wake him up, but he was awake from the beginning..."

"You guys just stared at each other for most of the night?"

Niyo rubbed his fingers, and his expression became helpless. It looked a bit like a poor guy who happened to be kicked out by the landlord. "At most, I can only stand outside the observation room. If he takes a step further, the expression on his face will become so scary that I dare not get close. And even if I stand far away, he still looks at me all the time, so I just dare to put my head down and concentrate on writing. My record is to look up at him occasionally."

"Being stared at by him like that in the middle of the night, you are so courageous if you didn't leave immediately." I put away the smile on my face like a profiteer cheating, and asked: "Then what useful conclusions have you drawn these few hours?" No?"

"There may be no useful conclusions," Niyo sighed, "but I strongly feel that he should remember me."

"why?"

"Think about it, I've been following him for months." Niyo scratched his head, pressed his palms firmly on the table, and looked at Gerald in the observation room, "We get along day and night. I feel that I am more dedicated than those hot-blooded boys who pursue their sweethearts! He probably already remembers my smell or appearance...or my shape?" He stretched out his hand and pinched his waist, but he didn't squeeze much flesh, "I'm neither fat nor thin, I don't have any features."

I looked at him in silence for a while and said, "You and Deb really look alike."

"Deb?" Niyo looked away from Gerald in confusion and turned to me.

"Just as rambunctious," I said, "as impulsive as a runaway horse at the training ground in the capital." Maybe that's why Gerald is so wary of you two.I added in my mind.

"Huh?" Niyo exaggeratedly questioned loudly, "Where am I impulsive?"

I ignored him, and reached out to flip through the information displayed on the recorder, "Okay, I'll let you see what you want, isn't it time for you to go to work?"

"Oh, yes!" Niyo patted his forehead twice, "I still have to collect evidence to eliminate harm for the people! Which floor is the old man of the director?"

"Strictly speaking, he is not too old." I saw that he was about to leave, and he stretched out a foot in front of his calf, "Wait a minute, before you go to harass Mr. Let's go next time."

"Downstairs? Clinic?" he asked.

"Yeah." I nodded slightly, "There is a little girl named Julie in the medical room, you ask Xin Duoli to take you to find her, she is a benign virus infection, go talk to her, anyway Standing there is a complete joke, maybe the little girl will be happy."

"That's too harsh to say." Niyo cried bitterly, and immediately nodded in agreement, "Don't worry, I promise to make her happier than any day before."

He walked to the door, turned around and walked back, looked at me carefully, and asked, "Dr. Leoutier, I want to ask something."

"Say."

"How old are you this year?"

I stopped fiddling with the monitor and looked at him with my head tilted.

"I'm just curious." Niyo raised his hands to show his innocence, "There is absolutely no other meaning."

"How old is Carrie Miville?" I asked back.

"Ah?" Niyo was taken aback, "I really don't know about that."

I smiled, "Go find out his age first, and then ask me."

Niyo stared at me in a daze for a long time, then responded after a while, and walked out quickly.

I am more concerned about Gerald's state today than the director and the institute, which have been confused for so many years.Never before has he been so spiritless without being mentally oppressed.It seems that it should not be caused by external influences, then the problem should appear in the body.I sorted out today's video recordings, went to the clinic, got some basic physical examination equipment, and entered the isolation room again.

In the past two or three months, I have spent more time in this combined observation room and isolation room than I have even spent in my own room.I spent almost all my energy on Gerrard.This is also thanks to my group of excellent colleagues. After developing the temporary antibody against benign HLM virus, their work became much smoother than before, and the condition of most patients with benign virus was also under control.What is needed now is a perfect and thorough breakthrough.

For this benign virus antibody, it took us a full four years. It was the efforts of more than 200 people in the entire institute and medical researchers from all over the world. To thoroughly research the method of fighting the virus, we don’t know how long it will take. how long.

I let go of some negative thoughts and sat by Gerald's bed. I didn't take the next step immediately, but watched him quietly, waiting for him to wake up from his muddled state.

Gerald opened his eyes in a daze, his head still tilted to one side, and his eyes turned to look at me from the corner of his eyes.He looks like a lost cub now, surrounded by an endless forest with towering trees, all the beasts are his enemies, and he has no one to accompany him, completely lost in the Into the bottomless swamp.

Just as I was about to step forward, he took the lead in propping up his body, bent his legs backwards, and fell headfirst into my arms.He moved his hands from behind to the front, and firmly grasped the corner of my clothes with his ten fingers.He used great force, and I could clearly see the bulging veins on the back of his abnormally white hand, and the knuckles of his fingers struggled and rolled under the skin, as if they were about to break through his fragile flesh in the next second Full of sharpness.

I put down the examination equipment silently, stroked the back of his head and spine lightly one by one, and covered his overstretched left hand with the other hand, gently pinching his joints.

I felt as if a thorn was stuck in my heart, which was not deep or shallow, stuck in my heart, piercing my chest with such a subtle and irritating force, bringing out a burst of pain. The sour feeling gradually surged up and rolled, trying to break through my throat.

——Seeing him like this, I feel distressed and sad for his state of being in pain.

He is like a child I brought up with my own hands. He looks at me from unfamiliarity to trust, and his movements are full of kindness. It can’t be said that blood is thicker than water, but it is already an existence that I can’t easily let go of. .

I thought that if I could see him fully awake one day in the future, it would probably be the happiest moment in my research career for so many years.

From the perspective of a medical scientist and the head of research, I firmly believe that if he can wake up, he will wake up the remaining lives of all HLM virus patients.And from the perspective of my personal selfishness, I hope that he can wake up and continue to live as a normal person, instead of wasting endless time and miserable life like now——I hope that when he wakes up, he still Being able to prove my existence with the way he looks at me now.