Life hangs on a thread
Jiang Lin felt something was wrong with her body. The air that she used to be able to breathe easily became difficult to breathe. Every time she took a breath, she could feel that the amount of air coming in was getting less and less.
But her brain was so groggy that she couldn't even control her body.
The spore infection progressed rapidly, and her face turned blue from lack of oxygen.
Tang Xiaoyan immediately gave Jiang Lin the same medicine she had taken before. Her current condition was obviously caused by spores blocking her trachea and esophagus. If she was not treated, she would likely suffocate.
The poisonous drug was poured down her throat. Just as Jiang Lin felt a chance to breathe, she felt severe discomfort in her stomach. Tang Xiaoyan inserted a tube into her mouth to suck out the vomit that was gushing up.
When Jiang Lin's stomach was almost empty, Tang Xiaoyan immediately inserted a trachea into her to prevent her from suffocating again.
She felt awful, with the tube in her throat and a foggy head.
There was a deliberately suppressed cry in his ears. Who was crying? Was she still alive? Could she survive? Many questions flashed through Jiang Lin's mind.
But soon she no longer had the energy to think about these things, because the psychedelic effect brought by the spores began to take effect, and Jiang Lin felt like she was soaked in cold sea water.
"It's so cold, I'm so cold." The clothes seemed to be soaked in water, sticking to the skin, and it felt bitingly cold.
Wen Yan looked at Jiang Lin, who was pale and had walked through the gates of hell in just a few minutes. For the first time, he felt that her life was no different from that of an ordinary person, just as fragile.
Wen Yan's fireball appeared around Jiang Lin. He could now accurately control the temperature of the fireball.
Jiang Lin felt that the sea water around her seemed to have warmed up, and her clothes, which were soaked with cold sweat, were dried. She finally felt a little more comfortable and entered a stable period.
Wen Yan noticed the change in her expression: "How is she? Did she make it?"
Tang Xiaoyan shook her head. "Stable period. Patients with severe infections will enter a stable period after the first attack, but they will soon face another more severe deterioration."
Tang Xiaoyan has seen many such patients in the hospital these days, and most of them cannot survive the second exacerbation.
"Is there no other way?" Xu Anan's eyes were as big as walnuts after crying. Jiang Lin was talking and laughing with her in the car just now, but now he was lying on the bed, his life or death unknown.
Tang Xiaoyan pursed her lips. "I've developed a new drug, but I'm afraid to use it. The mice in the experiment were cured of the spore infection after being injected with it, but they died within two days."
The death of the mouse put the drug, which was originally scheduled to enter the next experiment, into a state of stagnation.
Jiang Lin could not feel the despair of the three people at this time. She was lying on the hospital bed, but her consciousness was drifting far away.
It seemed to fly above her body. Was her soul unsheathed? Jiang Lin looked at herself in the medical cabin, the most advanced medical cabin in the hospital.
The body that had just been ravaged recovered quickly inside, but Jiang Lin knew very well that if it happened again she might not survive.
"Host." The voice of 110 sounded. Jiang Lin looked in the direction of the sound and saw a white fluffy ball, like the dandelions he had seen in books.
"Are you 110?" Jiang Lin was a little unsure.
"It's me. You are in my sea of consciousness now." 110 didn't expect that in just a few days, Jiang Lin almost ruined himself.
"Do you have a way to resurrect me?" Jiang Lin asked.
The fur ball shook a little: "I can't do it, but do you remember that you and Shenmu have an agreement, and it owes you a promise."
As soon as 110 finished speaking, Jiang Lin was pulled into his body by a pulling force. The voice of Shenmu rang in his ears: "I'm sorry, Jiang Lin, I didn't know my spores would make you so uncomfortable. I can help you reshape your body. Are you planning to enter eternal life?"
"I refuse." Jiang Lin refused without even thinking.
"Why, don't you want eternal life? As long as your brain is still there, your consciousness is still there, you will be immortal."
Jiang Lin: "No, I would rather die alone."
"I hope you don't regret your decision. If you die, this world will most likely fall into my hands, and I will become the master." Shenmu's voice sounded a little regretful.
If Jiang Lin died like this, then the game would be useless, and Shenmu would not take the remaining people seriously at all.
"No, there will be many more people even if I die."
"Don't you understand yet, Jiang Lin?" Shenmu's voice was a little confused, but it soon dissipated.
Because of the severity of the second infection, Jiang Lin's consciousness was instantly pulled away, and he focused on the pain in his body.
Jiang Lin used up his last bit of strength to open his eyes and said to Tang Xiaoyan, "Let's get the injection."
Although she was in a semi-comatose state just now, she heard their conversation. If the injection worked on her, everyone would be happy. If not, perhaps this was fate.
Tang Xiaoyan almost didn't expect that Jiang Lin could actually wake up and say a word with clear consciousness.
"Maybe we underestimated her." Tang Xiaoyan opened the special box next to her, a person who could remain sober under such great torture.
Maybe Jiang Lin will give her a surprise.
The cold potion flowed through the blood vessels and entered Jiang Lin's body.
"Hiss, it's so cold!" The potion almost froze her blood vessels. Jiang Lin immediately felt that the mouse's death was not without reason.
Because her whole body began to hurt, as if every bone was broken. But she couldn't open her mouth to speak.
Wen Yan stood nearby. Besides Jiang Lin, he could only hear his own heartbeat. He wished he was the one lying on the bed.
Suddenly he noticed that Jiang Lin's body seemed to be shaking: "Do you have any painkillers? Give him an injection quickly." Wen Yan was not sure if it was caused by pain, but he felt that Jiang Lin was in pain.
This sentence was truly the most heavenly thing she had heard today.
Tang Xiaoyan pushed the powerful painkiller into Jiang Lin's body: "I don't know if it will work, this is the maximum dose within the safe range."
The painkiller took effect quickly, and Jiang Lin felt that his sensory nerves were sealed, but the pain continued, but it became bearable.
The medical cabin worked tirelessly, rapidly repairing the damaged parts of Jiang Lin's body.
Time passed minute by minute, and Sheng Wei arrived. The four of them stared at the screen showing Jiang Lin's vital signs without daring to breathe.
Even after the last wave of fluctuations, Jiang Lin's vital signs gradually stabilized.
Sheng Wei and Xu Anan breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's not over yet. Don't forget that the mouse suddenly died two days later. The same is possible for Jiang Lin." Tang Xiaoyan remembered it clearly. She thought that the special medicine had been successfully developed, but she didn't expect that the mouse died of poisoning a few days later.
"This potion contains an unknown poison, and perhaps I can't cure it."
Tang Xiaoyan's words fell into silence.
At this moment, Jiang Lin opened her eyes. She did not become fragile or sad because of the physical pain and the near death.
"Tang Xiaoyan, is it possible that the mouse died from pain?" Jiang Lin said jokingly.
Before the painkillers were applied, she felt like she was dying of pain. Everyone, originally extremely worried, saw Jiang Lin open his eyes and jump around, and was in the mood to joke.
My mood involuntarily relaxed a little.
Tang Xiaoyan: "It's not impossible, but it was definitely poisoned. How do you feel now?"
Jiang Lin: "It feels great. I think I can eat a pig."
She hadn't eaten anything yet, and she had just vomited everything in her stomach. Now Jiang Lin felt very hungry.
"Well, being able to eat is a good indicator." Tang Xiaoyan adjusted the frame of her glasses.
Xu Anan ran out the door: "I'll go find you something to eat, you wait here for me, and don't die." After saying that, Xu Anan ran out the door.
Jiang Lin: "Do I have a high chance of survival?" Her words no longer sounded joking, but very calm, so calm that no one present could understand her emotions.
Tang Xiaoyan took a deep breath and shook her head: "I don't know, but I believe in you. You are the miracle itself, Jiang Lin."
Tang Xiaoyan's words passed through her mind like an electric current, and she inexplicably thought of Shenmu's words: Don't you understand yet, Jiang Lin?
Both she and the sacred tree are miracles, one is bound to the system, and the other grows in the wasteland.
But only one of the two miracles can survive. If she dies, the sacred tree will be the miracle of this world.
On the other side, Shenmu, who was recuperating in the cave, smelled Jiang Lin's breath again: It's great that she is not dead yet. If she is dead, then this world will be too boring.
Shenmu put his mind at ease and continued to practice. It must be said that the harm Jiang Lin caused to its clone in the southern base had affected its original body to a certain extent.
When Xu Anan came in with the thermos, Tang Xiaoyan and the others were all asleep, only Jiang Lin was leaning on the hospital bed, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You're here." The pale light in the ward shone on her, but it made people feel inexplicably at ease.
"Well, I made it myself, strawberry jam. But it can only be paired with dry bread and seafood soup." Xu Anan took out the soup and bread with strawberry jam.
"Growing strawberries for you is simply the wisest decision I have ever made." Jiang Lin took a bite of bread and almost bit off his teeth.
But it’s not easy to soak it in seafood soup after applying strawberry jam.
Well, this decision wasn't so wise.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Lin felt that his masseter muscles had been thoroughly trained and his cheeks were aching badly.
Xu Anan: "Jiang Lin, can you survive? I can't accept your death."
Jiang Lin: "I don't want to die either, but death in the apocalypse is a very normal thing. If I really die, there's nothing I can do."
Xu Anan burst into tears when she heard her say that.
"Okay, then I'll try my best to stay alive. Don't cry." Jiang Lin looked at Xu Anan's walnut-like eyes and was a little touched. Now she really didn't want to die.
Because she has so many people who care about her around her, she also wants to live longer.
Jiang Lin looked at his hands, which still had needle holes from spraying pesticides, and wondered if he could survive.
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