Looking from above, you can see that this centralized treatment site located on the outskirts of Dahua City covers a very large area, with rows of prefabricated buildings, some of which are large multi-person rooms and some are small single rooms. Among these buildings, medical staff wearing Tianma uniforms are busy coming and going.

I don’t know if the little bits of the production were effective or if I saw that I was really sent to the treatment point, Zhang Xiaojun’s mental state improved.

But the eyes were still hazy, and there was no sign of the chaotic sound in my mind.

"Sir, we're doing a mental test for you now. Can you see how many fingers are there?"

A figure in a white coat asked, stretching out a few fingers to shake in front of his eyes, as if there were four, and three. He replied, "Three..."

He didn't get the answer to whether it was three or four, and then did some other examination items. Zhang Xiaojun didn't know what kind of examination results the other party had. He only heard the doctor say, "Your condition is fine, don't worry too much." After that, he was pushed into a multi-person room.

By this time, Zhang Xiaojun's spirit became clearer and his vision became clearer.

He looked open at a glance and found that this multi-person room was probably not accommodating thousands of people, or even more. There were patients lying on each bed, some were a layer of medical screens in the middle, and some were not even covered by this layer of screens. It was very simple, which made his heart suddenly...

Obviously there are too many patients to be admitted, and there are too few these venues.

The figure of the medical staff passing by was a little confused. Although they were wearing white coats, they didn't feel like they were medical staff. They were holding rifles instead of stethoscopes. Their eyes kept scanning the surroundings, as if they were patrolling alertly.

After they walked over, Zhang Xiaojun let out a breath. He felt strangely dangerous just now, as if he was standing next to a cliff.

There were patients around him, and each of them was less than two meters apart. Zhang Xiaojun could hear some of their soft conversations clearly.

"My headache is even worse... I have been in for two days and my condition is still aggravating..."

"When is it my turn to have the surgery..."

"Didn't the doctor say you want to have surgery?"

"I didn't say it, but if I don't have surgery, it's hard to recover..."

Zhang Xiaojun's heart was inexplicably uncomfortable and tightened when he heard these slanderous words. These people have been in for a few days and have not received a specific treatment plan yet?

He saw that most of these people were young and middle-aged, mainly young people. The enlightenment website did not exist for a long time, mainly spreading between people in their teens and twenties. The elderly and children were neither in contact nor understood or interested.

Every patient's face was pale and weird, and Zhang Xiaojun thought of herself in the mirror.

At this time, a young man who looked like a college student frowned and frowned and whispered: "Actually, I am a medical student, I understand some pharmacology... The medicines we have given us these days are basically vitamin injections, which can only be said to be supplemented with nutrition... For treatment, I feel that the effect is limited..."

"Really?" Another young man with a pot cover was surprised and surprised, "You're not talking nonsense, are you?"

Zhang Xiaojun suddenly became even more heartbroken, and a turmoil surged from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but get into it: "Nonsense... Doctor Tianji prescribes the right medicine, and uses whatever medicine is needed for any situation. If he needs to inject some vitamins, of course, it is to inject vitamins..."

After hearing this, the other people thought it was reasonable and questioned the guy who claimed to be a medical student.

But the guy with a buzz cut sighed blankly: "It's wrong, it doesn't make sense... Brain nerve disorders, at least use a little flukilicin hydrochloride... How could we just use vitamins... But we do have many symptoms, why not use medicine... Unless they are not sure about the efficacy of the medicine and cannot use the medicine at will, it may lead to consequences that they cannot predict... Large-scale medication must be used to clarify the efficacy, but clinical experiments are another matter. Are there multiple clinical experiments being conducted in other places... I think it is possible..."

It was not difficult to understand what this guy said. Zhang Xiaojun became more and more irritable and scolded: "What do you know... Doctor Tianji does not understand yet? Just wait obediently..." He said this more to comfort his chaotic heart, even he knew this...

But except for that guy, everyone else agreed that an ordinary medical student would still question the other doctor Tianji. Isn’t this a good example?

"I'm not saying they did something wrong...I'm saying..." The young man with a buzz cut sighed again, "Maybe this disease is more complicated than what we know..."

"Don't release negative energy..." Zhang Xiaojun still retorted, "There have been many disasters and difficulties in recent years, but when did the Tianji Bureau not bear it? Don't worry."

Everyone was excited and their words were a little loud, which immediately attracted the attention of the patrol personnel who had not walked too far. One of the patrol personnel came back.

"What's wrong?" the patrolman asked them, his attitude was still calm. "Is there anything wrong?"

Everyone was just helping him, and Zhang Xiaojun didn't complain, but couldn't help but ask anxiously: "Does this disease require surgery?"

"This will be decided by the doctor. You have a good rest. If you have any abnormal situation, call immediately." The patrolman replied, but at this time, the patrolman seemed to hear something from the communication headphones. While walking away hurriedly, he responded in a low voice: "Yes, yes... understand, okay..."

Zhang Xiaojun noticed that the patrolman's face became very serious and his brows were twisted, as if something bad happened.

The patrol personnel had not walked away yet, and they had not yet talked. Suddenly, there seemed to be a shock and vibration in the air.

At the same time, a sharp and weird howl came from outside the barracks. The howl looked like a human voice, but not a human voice, but a kink roar of millions of violent things. This made them stunned for a moment, and their trembling hearts were penetrated by sound waves.

"Then, that..." Zhang Xiaojun was confused, and there seemed to be a strange resonance in his mind, so in addition to surprise and fear, there was also an inexplicable restlessness...

The patrol personnel hurried over, and a radio sounded in the barracks: "Please don't panic. There is a severely ill patient who has sudden delirium. The doctor is in emergency." Another team of personnel rushed into the barracks, talked with the patrol team, and were also scanning the situation here.

Although the radio said that, the strange howlings were still vaguely heard, full of violence, hatred and anger, and pain.

"Here..." the young man with a buzz cut murmured again, this time there was a little more certainty, "Our disease... is not that simple..."

Everyone also believed it a little more. Can sudden delirium make such a sound? The sound is not like an ordinary person, or a creature like a human being... It's like the sound of a twisted vortex in the weird scene of the enlightenment website...

Zhang Xiaojun opened her mouth, but stopped talking...

He really just wanted to go back to his usual ordinary life.

But the noise in my mind became louder and louder, and was telling something, pulling him.

Before they could think about it, a scream suddenly came from outside the barracks, not just one direction, not just one patient, but also one direction, and the shouts of so many different voices that could not be heard clearly in many directions, rushing towards them like a wave.

The patrol personnel's expressions became even worse, and they kept getting new situations and instructions from the communication headphones, and dispersed with guns, as if they were ready for combat.

Now, not only Zhang Xiaojun and others, but thousands of patients in the barracks were alarmed, regardless of whether they were asleep or awake, and the buzzing conversations were heard everywhere. What's wrong? What's wrong? They kept asking, but no one could come up with a reassuring answer.

As for the broadcast that soothes the hearts of the people, for some reason, they find it hard to believe that it is just a patient's crazy statement...

Is it because of the restlessness in my mind and that strange resonance...

And, if there are really serious patients who are crazy, will they become... that way...

Being impacted by these whistles, Zhang Xiaojun's mental state had just improved a little and became worse again, even worse than before. Soon, her head hurt so much that it could not bear it. Her whole body was filled with tearing pain, like a bomb...it was about to explode.

Is he going to... turn into a severe disease?

How could it be, so fast...

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