A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

In order not to bring more psychological pressure to Niyo, I took Gerald up to the second floor and left the living room and kitchen for him to explore.At the end of the corridor on the second floor was my room, with another room on either side and my laboratory, and I dragged Gerald into the vacant room.

"You will have to live here for a while." I looked around the layout of the room and said to him, "Although there is no special treatment, at least it is more comfortable to sleep than that isolation room. During this time I have never been back, and the room is only cleaned regularly by the cleaning robot. In the past two days, I will check the situation first, and then think about what to add."

Gerald stood still and looked at each object slowly. I opened the bathroom door and took a look, and continued, "The bathroom is here, you should be fine... Do you still remember that you need to take off your pants to go to the bathroom, probably It's the most gratifying thing I've ever known you."

When I think back to the stories that happened in the first few weeks, I feel a little complicated.

Gerald didn't give me any response. He followed my movements and looked into the bathroom. He didn't know what he was looking at, but he was obviously not very interested in these things.

"I'm going to the laboratory now to sort out the reports and materials during this period. I guess it will take a lot of work." I thought about it and said, "You can only fall asleep if you stay here, why don't you just come with me?" .”

I walked back to him, took his hand and led him out of the room together.Probably because he had taken in enough nutrients during this period, his hand was very comfortable to hold, and there was a soft texture under the smooth skin, which was much better than the skinny feeling before.Even from the outside, he is not much different from a normal person now. All I need to do is to restore his inner normality as much as possible.

The lab was no different from when I left it, and I seated Gerald in the chair closest to the door and placed the terminal on my desk.I turned on the electronic workbench system, activated a row of monitors on the wall and the detection system at the other end of the laboratory, and connected the terminal to it after the activation was complete.

While I was still transferring files, I walked to the freezer on the other wall, opened it, and took out a small box from inside.These are the two tubes of blood Jiali Miweier brought to me some time ago, one from Bitum Mecca, and the other from a person infected with a vicious virus.I also took out another tube of blood from it at the same time, and extracted it from the body of a benign virus infection.After taking out the blood, I took out the C-V27 main body that I specially sent from the laboratory from the transmission chamber on the other side.

I have been trying to figure out the specific composition of C-V27 for the past few months, and now the information has been collected and sorted out. As long as I make a final summary and compare the two tubes of blood, I will probably be able to Got some clues - if all goes well.

I glanced back at Gerald, who was still watching me quietly.Enveloped by his eyes, I felt that my mood seemed to gradually follow his mood and become equally quiet and stable.I stopped thinking about it, turned on various instruments, and began to concentrate on analyzing the things in my hand.

At present, the preservation of blood by science and technology has been quite perfect, and the preserved blood almost retains the most primitive appearance, so I can see more problems from it.I have kept these two tubes of blood in my home all the time, and I have never thought about conducting any research or observation in the institute. This is one of the reasons why I am willing to leave the institute.The potential threats posed by these things are too terrifying. I can't guarantee that I won't implicate anyone. No matter how I think about it, I'm safest here.

I'm also not quite sure how much time I've spent, it's barely noticeable when I'm dealing with these little things.And the result was exactly as I expected, the two tubes of blood did contain a substance with the same properties as the C-V27 in my hand, this substance had never been found in ordinary human body, and according to Conordo It is said that every person infected with the vicious virus who was handed over to him has this substance in his body.In this way, General Mecca is inseparable from the vicious HLM virus anyway.

But when I started to test the benign virus blood sample that was originally in my hand, I quickly discovered a new problem-there was no C-V27 in this sample.

I stood up and rubbed the back of my sore neck. I felt a slight tingling in the side of my head, probably because I was tired, and my thinking was not as clear as it was a few hours ago.I put all these samples back in their original places and put them away, sat on the chair next to Gerald, adjusted my breathing, and tried my best to take back my diffused thoughts.

When I was thinking with my eyes closed, I suddenly felt itchy on my sideburns. When I opened my eyes, I saw Gerald stretching out his hand and lightly tapping the front of his five fingers on the side of my face.Seeing me looking at him, he even exerted some strength on his index finger and poked the corner of my eye a few times.

"I'm fine." I could probably guess his pitifully simple thoughts, so I said softly to him.

Gerald didn't take back his hand, still staring at me fixedly, then spread his hand and put his palm against my ear.

I seem to feel that there is an electric current spreading rapidly from my ear pinna to my heart, spreading to every corner of my body together with its beating rhythm, even the extreme fatigue just now seems to be covered by such a wave The subtle feeling washed away without a trace.

I smiled, put my hand on the back of his hand, and called him by name: "Gerald."

He followed my gaze and blinked.

I don't know how much he understands what I usually say, but at this moment, I am absolutely sure that he knows that I am calling him.I seem to see emotions, trust and dependence in his eyes. I see my reflection in his dark pupils, and the joy and relief in my own eyes.

I felt a sense of intoxication in my mind, as if I had taken too much alcohol. The comfortable and painful feelings tore each other, like a soft sharp knife, contradictory and harmonious existence, deeply inserted into my brain .

I gently pressed my forehead against his, observed his consistent eyes closely, felt his breathing and the still beating heart in his chest.All this proves that his life is still tenacious, that he is still a member of this world, an ever-growing part of nature, and an existence that I should not give up saving.

Gerald always seemed to like me approaching him from such an intimate distance. His expression gradually became relieved, and he even closed his eyes. He stretched out his hands and grabbed my back, as if looking for warmth. Gently lean on my shoulder socket.

I couldn't restrain myself from guessing about his past and how helpless he was when he survived in the wasteland.It would also remind me that there are countless people in the world who are suffering like him, hiding in dark corners and struggling.They can't even think, they can't imagine what their tomorrow will be like, they can't experience pain, and they can't feel hope. Only the pain nerves are still reminding them that they are still alive, and even the feeling of hunger and fullness may not be so obvious.

I felt a sense of insignificance and powerlessness, and the meaning of my existence seemed to become pale. I have worked hard for so many years, but I still can't help these people who are suffering the consequences of the disaster.

And after so many explorations, I finally found a clue, a beginning of walking in a good direction.This is not the time for me to be depressed.

I pulled Gerrard's hand from my face, patted his cheek with a smile in return, picked up the terminal I put aside, and sent Xin Duoli a communication request.

The communication was quickly connected, and Xin Duoli's surprised voice came from the other end, "Doctor, have you arrived home yet?"

"I'm here, don't worry, number 27 is fine, everything is fine." I answered her like this to reassure her, "Sorry, I didn't contact you immediately."

"It's okay, it's fine." Xin Duoli obviously breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm still worried that you might encounter some unexpected situation on the way back. So, what do you need from me?"

"I'm not in the research institute now, because you used to be my assistant and your status is not very convenient, so this matter may have to be done by Deb." I said with a slightly serious tone, "I need a few copies of benign viral infections The blood samples of patients should be divided as detailed as possible, and it is best to extract them from patients at different stages of infection."

"You mean that the required blood samples have to be taken from patients with different lengths of time?"

"That's right." I said, "Let's divide the line by month as much as possible. If it doesn't work, don't force it."

"It doesn't matter. There are a lot of patients in the clinic, and they have done a lot of blood sampling and physical examination during this period, so there shouldn't be a big problem with a few blood samples. I'll ask Dai Bu to get them and send them directly to Yours." Xin Duoli directly agreed, "Besides, do you need the corresponding examination reports for these patients?"

"If you can, make a copy and give it to me."

"Okay, no problem, I'll get it done as soon as possible."

"Thank you." I smiled. "The patients in the clinic have to ask you to take care of them more. Remember not to make that little girl Julier too lonely. Ask Dai Bu to accompany her."

"I understand, doctor."