A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

After Zeln finished writing the observation record, I asked Deb and Xindoli to take him to the dining area. Even though the little guy was a few years older than before, he was still as well-behaved as he was when he was a child, and he would never make trouble wantonly. Things must be done step by step, and he won't ask too much about things that he can't know.

It is a good thing for a child who grows up in that environment to have such a character.

Gerald sat on the bed and watched me enter the isolation room.In the past two days, he has become more energetic than before. He no longer dozes off with his eyelids down all day and night, or stares at me in a daze day and night.He now occasionally looks outside the isolation room from a distance, looks in the direction of the observation room table and display screen, and looks at every staff member passing by outside the observation room.He feels to me now like a newborn who is full of curiosity about everything, rather than a thoughtless wooden man. If he wants to leave the institute this time, it would be a good choice to take him home with him.

I sat next to his bed, raised his hand that was casually placed on his body, and stuffed the lunch box into his hand, "Get up and eat."

Gerald sat up straight, looked at the lunch box in his hand, and looked at me blankly.

"I can't feed you forever." I reached out and tapped his forehead a few times, then opened the lid of the lunch box for him, grabbed his wrist, and controlled his hand to hold the fork, "Don't be stupid Follow me."

He was still staring at me, his eyes widened a little, as if trying to make sense of the situation.

I smiled, still holding his wrist, and let him use the tableware to fork the food in the lunch box and bring it to my mouth.

Gerald looked at the handle of the fork close in front of him, blinked his eyes, and opened his mouth to bite down the piece of carrot after a long time.I let go of his hand, ignored him, and opened my lunch on my own.

I swallowed the food in my mouth silently, and looked at his aggrieved expression. He held the handle of the fork weakly and looked at me blankly, with an expression that looked like a beloved toy that had been robbed. young children, or teenagers who were criticized by teachers or elders when they were students.

This kind of expression on his face looked very interesting, and it also made me feel a little bit unbearable, but I still adhered to my original intention and sat next to him to eat without saying a word, until he saw that his eyes were sore.

When I was about to finish all the lunch in the lunch box, he gripped the handle of the fork again, imitating me and stuffing things into his mouth.

I wasn't too hungry at first, so I simply put down the tableware, covered the lid of the lunch box, and watched him eat by himself, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.It seemed a long time since the last time he picked up the lunch box by himself. At that time, he didn't know how to use the tableware, and he would bite off the fork at every turn.I have been taking care of his dietary life in all aspects for several months, and it has been a long time since I have seen him do anything by himself.

I can't tell what mood I'm in right now, but I can't seem to hold back the smile that spread across my face.

After he cleared up all the food, I got his lunch box and cutlery back - and then realized he didn't pay me any attention.

"Gerald?" I waved my hand in front of him.

He stared out the window consistently, unmoved by any of my actions and words.

"Are you losing your temper with me? Huh?" I put my hand on the top of his head, rubbed it gently and approached him and asked, "Or do I completely equate food with food in your eyes? Now I refuse to feed you, so you ignore me?"

Of course I know the real reason for his awkwardness, it's just that it's rare to see such an interesting performance from him, and I'm just talking nonsense when I'm interested.He still enjoyed the feeling of being gently touched by me as usual, so he didn't intend to avoid it, squinting his eyes and twisting his neck a few times under my palm.

But it still didn't mean to give me any look.

I was not in a hurry to go out, so I put away the lunch box and put it outside the window. While doing a muscle-relaxing massage for him, I was thinking about how to make his wooden head, which basically didn't hold anything, subconsciously forgive me.I didn't expect that letting him be independent in such a small aspect would bring such ridiculous sequelae.

"I don't mean to leave you alone." I let his head rest on my lap, rubbed the side of his neck for him, and after thinking for a while, I still said my thoughts truthfully, "I I just hope that you can return to a normal life earlier, instead of staying in this isolation room forever and accepting my care."

Gerald curled up, his eyelashes fluttered quickly under my proper pressure, and he fell asleep.

I lowered my head slightly and whispered in his ear: "I won't let anyone approach you like me and look for opportunities to hurt you."

After Gerald fell asleep, I put him on the bed evenly.I just found out now that his figure is almost the same as mine, and my suit fits me unexpectedly. It's just that the temperature is getting colder and colder, so I need to prepare a few more sets of warm clothes for him.

I covered him with a quilt and sat by the bed watching him for a while before returning to the observation room.

The afternoon was unexpectedly calm. I didn't hear any rumors about the director. Other colleagues continued to carry out research conscientiously. The atmosphere of the whole institute was as peaceful and serene as usual. Only the laboratory was full of Solemn atmosphere.

I took the time to go to the laboratory, and discussed with others about the injection treatment of benign HLM virus antibodies. After I got the answer that the antibodies in the patients who have been treated so far are still in effect, I am relieved to let it go. They continued their discussion.

When I returned to the observation room again, I saw Niyo sitting on my desk thoughtfully.He squinted at Gerald, looking utterly bewildered.

I opened the door of the observation room and asked him, "Will you not sit on my desk when there are chairs to sit on?"

Niyo woke up from his contemplation, and shrugged his shoulders to me, "Your table is quite strong, and mine is not so heavy, so it won't be crushed."

"You sit on my monitor."

Niyo was taken aback, looked down at the monitor embedded in the table under his buttocks, and coughed dryly, "It's okay, the quality of your things here should be very good, and this monitor can probably withstand a lot of pressure." A lot of pressure, right?"

"I don't know about that." I said with a half-smile, "I have to wait until you remove your noble buttocks from my monitor before I can check whether it can still maintain its previous functions."

Niyo quickly jumped off the table, pulled out the spare chair beside him, sat upright like a student, cleared his throat, and said, "Let's discuss more important topics first."

"Do we have any other important topics worth discussing?"

"Of course." Niyo looked at me dissatisfied, "I was thinking about your future, it's too much for you to be so ungrateful from the beginning to the end."

"Okay, let's talk." I sat on my chair and raised my chin at him, "What important matter came to me again?"

"Actually, I came to you because I didn't get any important things..." Seeing that my expression was wrong, he immediately argued, "Hey, hey, I don't mean I'm too busy to panic, I mean It’s because I’ve been collecting intelligence at the director’s place just now. The strange thing is that he didn’t do anything all afternoon. He just sat in the office and reviewed documents. He didn’t plot any conspiracy, let alone drive you out. ...I really find it strange, so I want to come to you to discuss it."

"Maybe during the time you wasted with me, he just happened to do the big things you want to see?"

"I installed a bug." Niyo shook the terminal in his hand, then pointed to the small monitor in his ear, "I can hear what's going on in his office at any time, as long as he doesn't leave the office, I will Can hear you."

"Take it easy, little friend Niyo." I said in a teasing tone, "I've already decided what to do."

"What are you going to do?"

"No matter which angle you look at, it's better for me to leave the institute." I told him calmly, "Not working here doesn't mean I can't come, and it doesn't mean I can't contact the staff of the institute. We can still determine the aspect of research through remote communication. What's more, some things are not convenient to do in the research institute."

"...The same sentence, don't you want your reputation?" Niyo asked me sadly, he almost choked out these words through gritted teeth.

I smiled and shook my head, "Why do you think this matter will affect my reputation?"

"Because the director is the director in Gege'er, you are just a researcher under him, you are awesome." Niyo rubbed his chin and asked again: "Will I hurt your self-esteem too much by saying this? "

"You don't need to worry about this at all, I know what I'm doing." I glanced at his still awkward expression, and said, "Besides, after I leave the institute, there are some things I want you to do. help me do it."

"What's the matter?" Niyo was obviously more curious about this aspect. He raised his eyebrows twice, and asked me with squinted eyes, "As long as it's not murder and arson, it's not a problem to cheat, kidnap or steal information."

"It's still related to Director Ge Geerli and the HLM virus. I still need some evidence, and I may have to ask you to help me collect information." I smiled, "I will get someone to help you , so for now, you can take your eyes back for a while, Mr. Director is just looking at me alone at the moment, it's not a big deal."

"It's really hard to communicate with you." Niyo pouted and shook his head twice, "Jarie Miville just told me that he will come in a few days, if I can't see you in these few days , what should he do when he arrives in vain?"

"Then let him go to the city to find me, he knows where my home is." I said, and saw the well-dressed man walking towards the observation room, "Look, you also said that you can monitor everything Come on, people are here to find you."