A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

In the morning time, Gerald has been lying on the bed, occasionally put his hands on the window to look outside, and soon fell on the bed, looking up at the ceiling with his eyes open.

I didn't say much to him, I just sat in my seat and processed the report. I went downstairs to see Julie at about ten o'clock, gave her a comprehensive physical examination, and returned home with lunch. Arrived in the isolation room.

Gerald saw me come back with the food box in my hand and moved over again.His lunch was still on the teleportation table.

I don't quite understand why he ignores the food on the teleportation table and covets the food in my hand so much, but since he is willing to eat it, I don't mind going back to get another one.

He still threw the tableware on the ground after eating boldly.But this time he stayed behind the wall after eating, quietly watching me eat.Although I don't know whether his intention is that he is not full or something else, but the combination of this meal ensures the nutritional balance and the body's energy needs, so I don't plan to feed him any more to cause any excess to his body burden.

Anyway, I don't mind eating under his gaze.

This is only the second day, strictly speaking, only the first day.We still need to get along for a long time, no matter which angle we stand on, I should quickly get used to his existence.

When I handed over the food box to the cleaner who happened to pass by, he still stared at me until the lady who was a little frightened by the way he stared at me left, then turned back and turned back to lie on the bed.

For a week in a row, Gerald would only move around while eating, no matter whether he had finished eating himself, he would stand behind the wall and watch me eat, and he would not return to his own room until I finished eating too. bed, and then there will be no other movement.

This makes me feel like I have an inexplicable fan friend.

He would occasionally get up and move around at night, and every time I just listened quietly, he would not make any major movements, at most he just walked around in the isolation room, occasionally rubbing his palm against the wall .

Deb sent me my spare suit, and I didn't ask him to send it directly to Gerald.I also know that he doesn't know how to wear it at all. The suit he is wearing is probably what he wore before he contracted the virus.The quality is really good, and it hasn't been damaged after wearing it for so long.

"Dr. Leoutier, the treatment plan has been drawn up. When will we start the treatment?" Xin Duoli stood beside me and transmitted the plan to the monitor on my desk.

"Not yet." I answered her.

"Why?" Xin Duoli asked incomprehensibly, "The patient's physical condition is good, and these drugs are relatively mild and will not cause negative effects on the patient, and this is what we have just discovered from the body of a patient with a benign virus. Maybe it is also useful for patients with malignant viruses?"

"The cured patients rely on the special case where these antibodies have the greatest activity in the body. In fact, they may not be effective against the malignant virus at all." I explained, "And, how are you going to inject him? Is it anesthetized?"

"That's the current plan."

I was silent for a while, and said: "Let's take care of those benign virus patients first. Their condition is more critical. These antibodies are new antibodies that we have only recently discovered. Even if they cannot be cured, they should be able to prolong the life of the patients more or less. Add hope to the treatment."

"I understand." Xin Duoli nodded, and put away the communication transmitter in her hand, "Then I will make other preparations first. Today, two infected people need to be injected for observation."

"it is good."

About a month ago, I discovered this antibody together with other researchers in the laboratory. It was just extracted and replicated a week ago, and a systematic experiment was carried out. It was only used on patients two days ago. Effect.Most of the family members and patients themselves are very willing to accept the injection of this antibody.After all, without treatment, their survival rate is unacceptably low.

And now I don't treat Gerrard because I want to make him more accepting, or get used to my existence.If I can give him the injection treatment myself, I can understand his body more thoroughly.The premise is that I can really gain his trust like I gain the trust of a pet.

But the truth told me that he didn't listen to me at all.

I've been trying to communicate with him for a week now, but he really only seems interested in the food in my hand.This also made me feel a little frustrated.

The light of the communicator flickered by my hand.I stretched out my hand and pressed the communication button to connect to the video.The one projected was the brigade captain of the encirclement and suppression force, Jiali Miweier Gate.

He dressed very smartly, his military uniform fit him very well, and his military cap was also carefully worn.This is a formal uniform that he would never wear during missions. "Why, is this going to a celebration banquet?"

"I'm going home. The superior wants to see me." Jiali Miweier seemed to be in a low mood, and his frowning brows never relaxed. "Leo, are you in the research institute?"

"exist."

"You should have seen the infected person I sent back."

"I've seen it." I glanced at Gerald who was still lying on the bed in a daze, "What's the matter?"

"A team in my hand fell into his hands. He is very capable, so be careful. This time he was caught by chance. According to the government's intention, he should be sent directly for execution." He paused, and then said, "But I think you should want to find something on him, so you sent it over as a test object... If you can save it, try to save it as much as possible."

"Don't worry, I'll do my best." I was relieved by his understanding, and my smile became more gentle, "You shouldn't just talk about this when you came to me, right?"

"I have something to ask you, and I will be back in a few days. I want to confirm in advance whether you are in the research institute." Jiali Miweier said, "If you are, stay in the research institute for a few days, I will come back with you Elaborate."

"I will stay in the research institute for the time being, and you can come anytime." I looked at his serious and tense expression, and asked again: "Is it a matter of the front line?"

"We found some... something that is not easy to talk about. It has not been handed over to the government yet. I want to show it to you first."

I also knew that this should not be something that can be explained clearly with a communication device, so I nodded directly, "Then see you later, you are probably very busy now, don't waste time, I will wait for you at the research institute."

"See you later." The serious captain nodded, and after giving a beautiful military salute, he hung up the communication.

I pushed the communicator aside only to find Gerald staring at me again.I didn't stand up at all, and asked him with a smile: "I really can't tell, are you interested in me, or in the various things in my hand?" I tapped the communicator with my finger, "Young man, this is not for food."

I leaned back on the chair with great interest, looked him up and down, "Are you hungry? I'll go get lunch."

It was also this noon that I found a turning point in things.

After I got my lunch, I put in his portion as I had done two days before, and then opened my own, intending to eat.

Gerald stood behind the glass wall, watching me quietly as usual.I didn't pay much attention to it at first, and I'm used to the baptism of his eyes, but when I picked up the fork, I found his small movements-he stared at me intently, holding the lunch box with one hand in his left hand, and raised his right hand Hold it up like I did.

My hand stopped in mid-air, and I looked at him in surprise.After about a minute or two, he still maintained his slightly weird movements and looked at me quietly.

I restrained the emotions on my face and fell silent.After sitting on the chair and hesitating for a while, I stood up and walked to the window, opened the window, and passed the fork in.

Gerald is now able to calmly take the lunch box from me instead of snatching it as quickly as before.So he is also very calm now, took the fork directly from my hand, imitated my usual appearance when eating in an awkward posture, and poked the food with the fork.

I stood silently behind the wall without interrupting his series of self-study.But I think the light in my eyes must be very strong at this time.

Gerald continued to abuse the food in the lunch box with the fork, and after finally picking up a piece of vegetable, he immediately stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation—but correspondingly, a crisp sound came from between his teeth. came.

Most of the brilliance in my eyes was extinguished in an instant, I held my forehead and gave a wry smile to myself.

"Gerald, spit it out." I knocked hard on the glass wall twice, trying to attract his attention, "If you swallow it, I'll have to arrange for someone to wash your stomach."

Gerald ignored me and started chewing on his own, but he seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and after chewing twice, he spit out what was in his mouth.What I didn't expect was that he only spat out the broken teeth that had been bitten off.

"...If I give you a fish, maybe you won't get stuck in your throat." I was a little dumbfounded, but at the same time felt inexplicably relieved, "Yes, after three days, I finally found something from you that you don't need. It’s something that you can judge clearly by yourself after teaching. It’s finally a little rewarding.”

I looked at him with complicated thoughts.He was continuing to ravage the remaining food with the fork, and when he put it into his mouth for the second time, he still bit off the tine of the fork.

I think, I probably have to change the way.