My attribute of fast time travel is upside down
Chapter 667 Zombie Raising Daily (5)
Chapter 667 Zombie Raising Daily (5)
For such an abnormality, the three patients who are also "roommates" don't care much, their gloomy faces are full of indifference, as if this is a very normal thing, and they are completely accustomed to life and death. appearance.
But if it's really Buddhist, why would there be sorrow on his face?It's just that I've seen it a lot, and I'm used to it.
In the ward, the two patients on the farthest side turned their heads slowly. Although it was a bit difficult, after a lot of tossing, they finally met their eyes.
The four eyes met, and in the pupils of the two pairs of eyes, there was a hidden interest besides pain.
The two of them came in earlier, almost the first group that broke out.The two were roommates from the beginning, and there were two other men who came in with them, but they were really unlucky, and they were sent out one after another within a few days.
After that, new people in the house also came and went, and it was difficult for them to stay together for a long time.
The two of them should be regarded as ancestors who burned high incense, and they have been holding on until now, barely surviving.The people in the room changed again and again, but they were the only ones left.
They all knew in their hearts that there was only one end for those who were sent out, and that was death.
In the eyes of many people and even the medical staff who take care of them, they are very lucky to be able to survive until now, although the price is that they have to endure unimaginable physical pain and psychological torture every day.
To be honest, many times, they themselves feel confused, and can't help but think, is it really lucky to be alive like this?Or is it actually misfortune?
No one can give a precise answer to such a question.Thankfully, they're two, and at least have a companion, and they're able to get through it together.
Maybe it's because of the sympathy for each other, or maybe it's because of the longest time together, the relationship between the two is always closer than other roommates who have been changing since then.
On weekdays, the boudoir is lonely and has nowhere to go, but the two often get together to chat and relieve boredom.Although this action will make the physical pain a bit more uncomfortable, they have no intention of stopping.
People like them don't know how many more days they have to look forward to, and if they can say one more word, it feels like they've earned it.If it weren't for their physical weakness, often being out of breath when talking, and even suffocating when they couldn't lift one of them, they would all wish to talk non-stop 24 hours a day except for sleeping.
In this closed and cold room, there are no entertainment facilities, and no normal person is even willing to talk to each other. If they stop talking to each other, they will forget that they are still alive and that they can talk.
At that time, even if he didn't die of illness, he would die of suffocation.
Since they got this damn unknown disease, they have been isolated for a long time, cut off from information from the outside world, and the topics they can talk about are very limited, and they have finished talking as early as the days when they first came here.
In order to survive the boring life during the sick period, they had no choice but to repeat the previous topic, trying to recall some shadows of living people in themselves.
But the same topic is repeated a lot, and I will always get tired of it.Unknowingly, the words between the two became less and less day by day.It's been a long time since we had a long chat.
Therefore, whenever newcomers come in, it is their happiest moment.Because this means the arrival of fresh blood, which means they have new topics to talk about.
Of course, the so-called chatting on a new topic does not mean being with new people.
With this kind of disease, the lung infection is very serious. It is already very difficult to breathe on weekdays, let alone speak. Not only is it exhausting, but it is also painful.If one is not handled well, there will be life-threatening at any time.
At this point, very few are willing to speak.Not only because of being sick, but also because of the pain of being rejected by others or even relatives like the plague in my heart, so I don’t want to move my mouth, but also because it will be very uncomfortable when I speak, and it will completely threaten my life.
Although he keeps saying that life is better than death, it is better to be free than to live in pain.In the end, it was nothing more than complaints, how many of them could really put their lives at risk?What should be strong is not to hold on.
Those who can resist tenaciously, even if the hope of life is only one in ten thousand, no one is willing to give up easily.
The torment of body, mind and life is something not everyone can bear.
This is human nature.
The most typical example is another roommate in the ward.He has been here for a long time, at least longer than many people before.
It's just that his condition has become more and more serious with the passage of time. Now in this situation, it is difficult to move his body. Even screaming in pain is weak, and his voice is as weak as a cat meowing.Exhale more air than inhale, and it looks like the breath that hangs is about to disperse at any time.
It is obvious that they got the disease later than them, but the condition is much more serious than theirs.
Perhaps to save more breath, he could count on one hand the words he had said since he came in until now.
Not only him, but many patients now have such a mentality.I always think of dragging my breath, maybe I still have a chance to survive until the day of healing.
Although it is a bit wishful thinking, it is still a glimmer of hope and the motivation and courage to survive.
Looking at such a large hospital, it is indeed rare to see people like them who have to talk after death, and you can't count a few on your fingers.
Many times, even if they take the initiative to talk to other people, others are unwilling to talk to them.
These days, no one has lost his temper, and few people are willing to do things with hot faces and cold buttocks.
The two of them would make a symbolic start at the beginning, hoping that finding one more chat partner would relieve them of their boredom and boredom.But after being ignored for too many times, they stopped bothering to save themselves from trouble.
Most of the time, they all huddled together to discuss how long the newcomer could live.This topic can be talked about repeatedly, and there will be different answers every day, so you won't get bored.
Although this kind of thinking is very unkind, but for them whose life and death are uncertain, kindness is nothing!It’s not like we have to live for our lives, having fun is the most important thing.
"Hey, you said that number one is like that. Cough, how many days can you live? Cough cough." Coughing, number four took a deep breath to relieve the pain in the body and the discomfort caused by talking, and at the same time insisted on talking with number three beside him. chat.
Each sick bed is numbered, which is convenient for medical staff to record and report each person's condition.They are sorted from the one closest to the door of the room, which is number one, and the numbers increase as they go all the way in.
The two closest people are number three and number four.
They did introduce their names when they were chatting, but after all, it is more convenient to call them with such a simple number.
Of course, such a title has a deeper meaning, it represents a reminder and expectation.Remind myself of the current unfavorable situation, and hope that one day I can recover and take off the number, or ship it out and give the number to others, which is also a relief.
(End of this chapter)
For such an abnormality, the three patients who are also "roommates" don't care much, their gloomy faces are full of indifference, as if this is a very normal thing, and they are completely accustomed to life and death. appearance.
But if it's really Buddhist, why would there be sorrow on his face?It's just that I've seen it a lot, and I'm used to it.
In the ward, the two patients on the farthest side turned their heads slowly. Although it was a bit difficult, after a lot of tossing, they finally met their eyes.
The four eyes met, and in the pupils of the two pairs of eyes, there was a hidden interest besides pain.
The two of them came in earlier, almost the first group that broke out.The two were roommates from the beginning, and there were two other men who came in with them, but they were really unlucky, and they were sent out one after another within a few days.
After that, new people in the house also came and went, and it was difficult for them to stay together for a long time.
The two of them should be regarded as ancestors who burned high incense, and they have been holding on until now, barely surviving.The people in the room changed again and again, but they were the only ones left.
They all knew in their hearts that there was only one end for those who were sent out, and that was death.
In the eyes of many people and even the medical staff who take care of them, they are very lucky to be able to survive until now, although the price is that they have to endure unimaginable physical pain and psychological torture every day.
To be honest, many times, they themselves feel confused, and can't help but think, is it really lucky to be alive like this?Or is it actually misfortune?
No one can give a precise answer to such a question.Thankfully, they're two, and at least have a companion, and they're able to get through it together.
Maybe it's because of the sympathy for each other, or maybe it's because of the longest time together, the relationship between the two is always closer than other roommates who have been changing since then.
On weekdays, the boudoir is lonely and has nowhere to go, but the two often get together to chat and relieve boredom.Although this action will make the physical pain a bit more uncomfortable, they have no intention of stopping.
People like them don't know how many more days they have to look forward to, and if they can say one more word, it feels like they've earned it.If it weren't for their physical weakness, often being out of breath when talking, and even suffocating when they couldn't lift one of them, they would all wish to talk non-stop 24 hours a day except for sleeping.
In this closed and cold room, there are no entertainment facilities, and no normal person is even willing to talk to each other. If they stop talking to each other, they will forget that they are still alive and that they can talk.
At that time, even if he didn't die of illness, he would die of suffocation.
Since they got this damn unknown disease, they have been isolated for a long time, cut off from information from the outside world, and the topics they can talk about are very limited, and they have finished talking as early as the days when they first came here.
In order to survive the boring life during the sick period, they had no choice but to repeat the previous topic, trying to recall some shadows of living people in themselves.
But the same topic is repeated a lot, and I will always get tired of it.Unknowingly, the words between the two became less and less day by day.It's been a long time since we had a long chat.
Therefore, whenever newcomers come in, it is their happiest moment.Because this means the arrival of fresh blood, which means they have new topics to talk about.
Of course, the so-called chatting on a new topic does not mean being with new people.
With this kind of disease, the lung infection is very serious. It is already very difficult to breathe on weekdays, let alone speak. Not only is it exhausting, but it is also painful.If one is not handled well, there will be life-threatening at any time.
At this point, very few are willing to speak.Not only because of being sick, but also because of the pain of being rejected by others or even relatives like the plague in my heart, so I don’t want to move my mouth, but also because it will be very uncomfortable when I speak, and it will completely threaten my life.
Although he keeps saying that life is better than death, it is better to be free than to live in pain.In the end, it was nothing more than complaints, how many of them could really put their lives at risk?What should be strong is not to hold on.
Those who can resist tenaciously, even if the hope of life is only one in ten thousand, no one is willing to give up easily.
The torment of body, mind and life is something not everyone can bear.
This is human nature.
The most typical example is another roommate in the ward.He has been here for a long time, at least longer than many people before.
It's just that his condition has become more and more serious with the passage of time. Now in this situation, it is difficult to move his body. Even screaming in pain is weak, and his voice is as weak as a cat meowing.Exhale more air than inhale, and it looks like the breath that hangs is about to disperse at any time.
It is obvious that they got the disease later than them, but the condition is much more serious than theirs.
Perhaps to save more breath, he could count on one hand the words he had said since he came in until now.
Not only him, but many patients now have such a mentality.I always think of dragging my breath, maybe I still have a chance to survive until the day of healing.
Although it is a bit wishful thinking, it is still a glimmer of hope and the motivation and courage to survive.
Looking at such a large hospital, it is indeed rare to see people like them who have to talk after death, and you can't count a few on your fingers.
Many times, even if they take the initiative to talk to other people, others are unwilling to talk to them.
These days, no one has lost his temper, and few people are willing to do things with hot faces and cold buttocks.
The two of them would make a symbolic start at the beginning, hoping that finding one more chat partner would relieve them of their boredom and boredom.But after being ignored for too many times, they stopped bothering to save themselves from trouble.
Most of the time, they all huddled together to discuss how long the newcomer could live.This topic can be talked about repeatedly, and there will be different answers every day, so you won't get bored.
Although this kind of thinking is very unkind, but for them whose life and death are uncertain, kindness is nothing!It’s not like we have to live for our lives, having fun is the most important thing.
"Hey, you said that number one is like that. Cough, how many days can you live? Cough cough." Coughing, number four took a deep breath to relieve the pain in the body and the discomfort caused by talking, and at the same time insisted on talking with number three beside him. chat.
Each sick bed is numbered, which is convenient for medical staff to record and report each person's condition.They are sorted from the one closest to the door of the room, which is number one, and the numbers increase as they go all the way in.
The two closest people are number three and number four.
They did introduce their names when they were chatting, but after all, it is more convenient to call them with such a simple number.
Of course, such a title has a deeper meaning, it represents a reminder and expectation.Remind myself of the current unfavorable situation, and hope that one day I can recover and take off the number, or ship it out and give the number to others, which is also a relief.
(End of this chapter)
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