Chapter 84
The elderly nurse suddenly emerged from the shadows not far away and stared at them closely, as if they were about to do something unspeakable if they closed the door. The two doctors had to stop.
The doctor on the left came over and asked, "Aren't you going to work?"
The older nurse stared at his face, shook her head, and smiled slowly, "No, I didn't say that, and I didn't do that."
The doctor on the left asked: "So what are you going to do now?"
The older nurse's gaze fell behind them. Although both of them were standing in front of her, blocking her view, it was useless because there was only one head on each of their shoulders. The older nurse could still see through the empty space below their heads and above their shoulders and see the unknown body lying on the bed not far behind them.
The older nurse could tell that the body was not the head nurse's. She was a little dazed for a moment, thinking that her memory had deteriorated, so she thought that the body was part of someone she knew. She laughed at herself, came to her senses, and said to the two people in front of her, "Don't be afraid. I won't tell anyone else about this. But what are you going to do?"
The two doctors felt the older nurse's precise gaze and were startled, thinking she was going to yell or question something. However, she looked unexpectedly calm. They thought the matter was a bit tricky. If the older nurse yelled, it would be easy to solve. But this calm look didn't seem like it was easy to solve. It was more like -
I knew it earlier or I was prepared.
Both doctors looked unhappy.
The elderly nurse looked at the two of them and asked, "Are you unwilling? If you don't let me in, I will tell everyone about this. What do you think will happen if others know that you are hiding something like this? Will they lose their temper? Run away? Make a mess? Or even start committing crimes? If you start to make a scene, I'm afraid you won't be able to control it. There are only two of you."
The doctor on the right looked a little darker. "Since you said so, come in. How much do you know?"
He looked at the older nurse, stepped aside, and invited her to enter the house.
As soon as the older nurse entered the room, the doctor on the right impatiently closed the door.
Lok Won and Jongin stood behind the elderly nurse, looking down at the three of them talking with grim expressions, and somehow felt that they were quite united.
Jongin cleaned up the mess in his hands and asked Leyuan, "How about we wash them too?"
Leyuan shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether I wash it or not."
Jongin asked, "Aren't you worried about being infected by them?"
He looked a little surprised.
Leyuan looked at Jongin and was a little surprised. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "When did you become like this?"
Jongin looked at himself and shook his head: "Nothing."
Leyuan smiled and said, "I'm not saying that you have a problem. I'm saying that it's a bit strange that you're so nervous about an infectious disease, especially one that seems to be set in a fantasy. Even if it's not an illusion, it's a real infectious disease. But look at those patients and other doctors and nurses. Aren't they all not infected? They look completely normal, but they just didn't discuss it."
Jongin nodded thoughtfully, “Yeah.”
He murmured; "It's a bit strange."
Leyuan said: "If they are not infected, we don't need to worry. They are still in this hospital, but we are not. We can leave whenever we want. They are different from them. They are closer to the danger and the source of infection, but nothing happened to them. If something happened to us, that would be a problem. Either we were targeted, or it was a pure accident.
If we are being targeted, we should clean up the debris in our area. Perhaps some strange creatures have sneaked in.
If it was just an accident, infectious diseases should be useless against weird things. If it's useless to you, then it's useless to me, right? "
Jongin nodded, "That's right."
"It seems that the transmission of infectious diseases requires contact with liquids, but we did not come into contact with liquids, so there is no need to worry," said Leyuan.
Jongin lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Leyuan hugged him and said, "I know you're worried about me, but there's no need to worry. You'll be fine, and neither will I. Okay?"
Jongin nodded and whispered, "Okay, but I think that infectious disease will cause people to run around after they die. You have to be careful and don't stay too far away from me."
Leyuan smiled and said, "No, there is no need for me to leave you. Besides, how can I leave so easily? We are one."
Jongin nodded: "If that's the case, it couldn't be better."
Leyuan nodded: "I thought so too."
After the two finished their discussion, they moved to a more suitable position for observing the situation and continued to look into the room below.
Inside the room, the elderly nurse and two doctors were ready to dissect the body of the infected patient.
They took a deep breath, but did not wear masks on their faces. Due to insufficient resources, they had no replacement medical masks, so their faces were empty.
The elderly nurse had some non-medical masks in stock. She had seen pictures of them at home and bought them because she thought they looked good. But when she got them, she found that they were just so-so. She worked in a hospital and there was no point in having them, so she put them aside.
At this time, taking out a non-medical mask is just better than nothing, giving yourself psychological comfort. Instead of that, it is better not to take it out so as not to block your sight. It is a good opportunity to get closer to the two people around you. After considering it, the older nurse chose not to wear a mask without hesitation.
The dissection begins.
They found that the inside of the body had completely turned into a pile of sticky green liquid, but before the anatomist opened the skin, the body still looked intact and normal on the outside. If you just looked at the appearance, you would never imagine that the inside of the body was like this.
"This isn't right. This isn't medical. How is this possible?"
The doctor on the left looked at the corpse and muttered.
"I said it's not ergonomic. People are in this condition now, what's the point of studying anything? We're lucky enough not to get infected." The elderly nurse said, not sure whether she was sneering or mocking.
The doctor on the right frowned and said, "Well, now that we've seen it, let's quickly restore this place to its original state. Don't delay any further, otherwise this corpse will turn into a pile of liquid and leak out again, and we won't know for a while."
The older nurse nodded: "Okay."
The doctor on the left also had no opinion.
The three of them worked very quickly and usually cooperated with each other, so now they were even more anxious to finish the job faster.
The body was disposed of.
Now, the corpse is lying on the bed, wrapped in a layer of plastic wrap and covered with a layer of white blanket-like cloth. The cloth is not big and cannot cover the person. It can only cover a small half to prevent people outside from being scared when they see the corpse, and to prevent the corpse from undergoing subsequent changes that would affect its appearance.
This is also for the safety and health of everyone.
After washing their hands, they prepared to go out.
The older nurse asked, "Is this the end of the matter?"
The doctor on the left asked in a very tired tone: "So what do you want?"
The older nurse smiled and said, "I don't think much of it."
The doctor on the left looked at her with dark circles under his eyes without saying a word. He looked like a corporate slave who was about to die suddenly.
The elderly nurse gradually stopped smiling and said coldly, "Since you are asking, I will be blunt. I am very unhappy that you concealed this matter. I need some compensation. You allowed me to enter the room and dissect the body, but this is only one of the things. It is not a complete compensation. I need more.
This little thing is not enough to change my mind."
She almost said openly, this is all you gave me, I am going to be angry, and I just want to cause trouble for you.
The doctor on the left's cheeks turned from pale to rosy. He was a little angry, but he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. If he cursed, it would be unnecessary, and if someone passed by and heard it, he would definitely be blamed. If he didn't curse, it felt like nothing he said would be of any use, as if he was just playing the lute to a cow, wasting time and chewing air. He suddenly felt a stomachache.
The doctor on the right saw the doctor on the left's cheek twitch twice, as if he was smiling but not really smiling, as if he was about to say something. However, the doctor on the right and the doctor on the left had been colleagues for a long time. Seeing the doctor on the left's expression, he knew that the doctor on the left had nothing to say, so he said to the older nurse, "It's best not to tell anyone else about this. hospital."
He paused and said, "If you insist on talking, I can't stop you. Your legs are on your body and your tongue is in your mouth. Even if we catch you and tie you up, we can't change the facts. I'm too lazy to do things that only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. I've been working in this hospital for quite some time, and I've always been doing things that only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. I don't want to do that anymore."
The doctor on the right also showed a deep tired look on his face. He raised the corners of his lips in self-mockery, as if he thought of the chaotic work scene in his dream. He had a dream not long ago. In the dream, he was still working, and the workplace was also in the hospital.
But in that dream, he was so busy that he made a mistake and accidentally fell down on his face. He fell headfirst and flew along the floor tiles that had just been wiped clean by water. His clothes stuck to the ground and were soaked by the water. He bumped into something hard and fainted with a bang.
He thought he had fainted, but unexpectedly, he closed his eyes in his dream and opened them in reality.
Coming and going, it's still the same hospital, still the same job, even the white coat is no different, it's simple.
Nothing to say.
The doctor on the right can guarantee that although he likes medicine and thinks being a doctor is a good idea, that was before he actually became a doctor, especially before he became a doctor in this hospital. More importantly, this hospital had not been abandoned before, and there were still people in charge of various matters. It was extremely busy at that time, and he felt like he was whipped every time he opened his eyes.
Isn't that what a spinning top does? It gets whipped, makes a loud snap, and then starts spinning around without stopping.
Although he didn't like wandering around and working all day, he could tell himself before that there was still hope, that he would retire one day, and that he would have a chance to switch to another hospital. But now it was no longer possible. There was no hope. There was no possibility of moving up. There was no possibility of going to another hospital. Because he couldn't move forward here.
If the incident here gets out, the whole hospital will be affected. He can't say that he is implicated because he is the first to be affected. Others will ask him, how long have you worked there? Didn't you find the problem before? Did you not solve the problem after you found it? If you didn't find it, were you too slow? Or did you know it a long time ago but just pretended?
Those are not good words.
I guess nothing good will happen if I leave here.
No matter what, he always felt a dull pain in his heart, as if his conscience was condemning him.
But what can he do?
This can't be blamed on him, at least not entirely.
Everyone understood him, or, on the surface, was forced to understand him.
What is the use?
Things didn't get better because of this.
On the contrary, the hospital has become worse because of this infectious patient.
Not to mention what happened inside the hospital, when the news about this patient spreads to most people in the hospital, people will be panicked. It may be certain whether anyone will come tomorrow, but it is not certain whether the hospital can continue to open for business tomorrow.
The doctor on the right looked very ugly, as if he was going to faint any moment. To be honest, he had been working for a long time, twelve hours without a rest, and the working hours were far more than twelve hours.
It was already dark.
The hospital was shrouded in darkness, as if it would be submerged in endless darkness in the next moment.
The three of them looked at each other in silence.
The older nurse looked at the doctor's expression on her right and suddenly felt that the doctor was in the same boat as her and was not much better.
How well can anyone live?
In this hospital, everyone's working hours are fully stretched. If there is someone above you, you will be reprimanded; if there is no one above you, you will be abandoned.
How good can it be?
The elderly nurse thought about this and smiled: "Okay. I know what you mean. I can keep it to myself for now, but this matter must be dealt with. You understand, right?"
The doctor on the left looked at the doctor on the right, and the doctor on the right smiled and said, "How come you don't know?"
His face was extremely pale, as were his lips. When he moved his lips to speak, he looked like a piece of white paper stuck to his head and blown by the breeze. His voice was soft and weak, but his tone was a little strange: "Tomorrow, no, it's past midnight now, that is, today. During the day, I will tell this matter."
As he spoke, he glanced sideways out the window. The swing outside the window was still swaying in the darkness, and the rope holding the lever made a creaking sound, which was very annoying. The doctor on the right took a deep breath and forced a normal smile on his face. Normally, he looked very comfortable smiling like this, but not now. He looked like he was struggling.
"Wait until daybreak."
The doctor on the right walked around the older nurse and left the room. He turned his back to the two and said, "When it's completely light, the doctor who comes to take over will take over from me. I will hand over my work and leave this hospital. I will also tell others about the infectious patient and everything else that happened here."
If he did that, he would have no life left. Because other hospitals don’t want an employee who backstabbed their own hospital. Moreover, the higher the position, the more superstitious some people are. Because of superstition, they would not think it was normal for an employee to leave a bankrupt hospital. They would only think that this employee was unlucky and would cause the company to go bankrupt.
They would not accept him.
If health conditions are taken into consideration, some hospitals will not want to accept a doctor who has had close contact with patients with novel infectious diseases for the sake of employee safety and hospital reputation, especially if the doctor looks ordinary, has no strong skills, no special abilities, no connections, and no outstanding parents or relatives.
When they see him, they will think, that's all, there is no need to accept a person like this. If they accept him, it will only cause trouble for themselves. Instead of causing trouble for themselves, it is better to refuse directly in the hope that the person they get the gift can be of greater use. This saves trouble, effort and time. Isn't it the best of both worlds?
The doctor knew this because he had been rejected many times before he found the job in this hospital. The reasons for the rejections were varied. He had forgotten a lot of unimportant things, but he had not forgotten the feeling of being rejected, which became one of the causes of his pain.
The doctor on the right not only has no hope, but his future is completely bleak.
He couldn't climb up, and his chances of staying alive were almost zero.
He didn't really want to struggle anymore; he was too tired.
He will leave here during the day today, and after doing what he promised to do, he will not want to work anymore.
A person who doesn't want to work can't find a job.
The doctor on the right walked forward with his head lowered.
It's so tragic to think that he has to continue working here until dawn.
He didn't intend to say anything further.
The older nurse just watched him walk away.
The doctor on the left wanted to hold the doctor on the right and say something, but he felt that his ability to comfort was not very good. Instead of holding the person and wasting time, he might as well hope that time could comfort the doctor on the right.
The doctor on the left hesitated and said nothing. He stood there and watched the doctor on the right walk out. He also planned to leave so as not to be infected by the infectious patients inside. But before leaving, he glanced at the elderly nurse beside him. The nurse was not willing to move, perhaps because of her age. She stood there as if she wanted to wait until they all left before taking a step forward.
The doctor on the left inexplicably disliked the older nurse. He took one look at her and quickly walked away, as if he had seen not a person but a disgusting giant spider.
The older nurse stood blankly at the door of the room, a smile gradually appearing on her face, which looked a bit weird, but she didn't know if she realized it herself. She slowly turned around, as if she was going to leave, but didn't leave. After a while, a sound came from the door, and there was no one in the room, only the body of the infectious patient who was sent in.
The elderly nurse seemed to come to her senses suddenly. She turned her head and looked towards the room. She could only see the door which was very close to her. She still had a smile on her face, but it had changed. If her smile was a little dull before, as if she had been deceived before she could react, her smile now was full of surprise, joy and some fear. Her eyes were wide open, as if she wanted to see something.
The older nurse really put her hand on the door handle. She looked like she wanted to open the door and take out the things inside.
No matter whether it contains the body of an infectious patient, the body of the head nurse, or something else.
She was happy to let the contents out.
She is no longer a normal person. She has been infected. Ever since her head and face were covered with the head nurse's green sticky liquid, she has become one of the people who get infected through close contact with infectious patients.
It's not that she didn't react, it's that she didn't want to accept reality, so she kept trying to numb herself, hoping that she could reach the point of deceiving herself. Even if she couldn't fool others, she could just fool herself, so that she wouldn't be infected, so that she wouldn't be too sad, and so that she wouldn't completely accept this tragic fate.
No matter what, as long as one of them works, it means that I haven't deceived myself in vain.
However, looking at the current situation, unfortunately, no older nurses have succeeded.
She was a little broken, but you couldn't tell from her face, because she had the same smile on her face as the head nurse had shown before she saw pus oozing out of her.
Just looking at the smile on the elderly nurse's face, one might even feel that she is a little happy.
But the reality is of course quite different and completely the opposite.
The older nurse laughed at the door. Her voice was loud and piercing, something she had never done before. Perhaps it was part of the change after being infected.
While laughing, she suddenly opened the door of the room and fell to the floor with a thud. The floor was very hard, and she just lay there without any reaction or protection. She looked very cold, her body was shaking slightly, and green liquid was flowing out of her facial features. Soon, a corpse whose original appearance could no longer be recognized walked out of the open door.
This corpse is an infectious patient sent here.
Actually, this man was not dead when he was sent to the door. He was abandoned by the doctors on the left and right and the ambulance driver at the same time. Then he slowly lay on the bed, stopped breathing, and died completely.
After it died, it got up, and it was completely unrecognizable from how weak and helpless it was when it was about to die. It didn't remember its previous helplessness, which was a good thing, but the fact that it moved so freely proved one thing more: a person infected with an infectious disease is completely different from before the infection.
Before being infected, there were muscles and organs under the skin. After being infected, there was a pile of green, sticky pus inside.
Before being infected, there was almost no smile on my face. After being infected, the smile on my cheeks was like a mask that could not be torn off.
Before being infected, they act normally and behave normally. After being infected, they will follow their obsessions and do irreversible things. They look particularly strange and stubborn, and cannot be understood by common sense at all.
That's how it is.
The infected patient suddenly jumped up, climbed up the wall, and found the body of the head nurse.
The head nurse's body initially lay on the bed, motionless. After everyone left, she began to move. First, she opened her eyes and rolled her eyeballs to check the situation around her. Then, an inseparable smile appeared on her cheeks. Then, she raised her hands and slowly poked through the transparent film that was protecting someone with her fingertips. The torn film was of no use at all.
The head nurse used both hands to slowly sit up on the bed. Her behavior was strange, her movements were slow and deliberate, her bones made crackling sounds, and her muscles were extremely stiff. Green liquid flowed down her face and dripped onto the surface of her white coat, tinging the white color with a little green.
From her current state, it looked as if she was not moving very fast, but after she sat up, she moved extremely fast, and her movement trajectory was very difficult to follow, because she climbed up the wall to the ceiling, and stared down at the empty floor below.
Even if there was no one here, she had no plans to go out for the time being. She felt that she needed a rest, and she would probably have to stay here for a while.
The infectious patients who came up from downstairs looked up and saw the head nurse. They looked at each other as a greeting and then hid together.
Below, the elderly nurse who was lying on the floor and shivering repeatedly, stood up slowly with the help of the wall. With a smile on her face, she walked forward slowly and came to the door of a young nurse who had her back to the room.
The elderly nurse held onto the wall and moved inside.
The young nurse with her back to the door was startled. She uttered a cry, turned around quickly, and hid both her hands behind her back, as if there was something shameful in her hands, so she was afraid of being discovered by people outside. She thought the person passing by was a patient looking for help, but when she looked closely, she found it was an elderly nurse. She widened her eyes and took a breath of cold air.
The young nurse's heart was pounding. The older nurse looked at her slowly and found that she was indeed young. She looked even more immature and fresh in her white coat. Leyuan and Jongin squatted on a high place. Leyuan leaned close to Jongin's ear and whispered, "That look looks like she is looking at an immature prey."
Although unripe apples may not taste good, apples are divided into red apples and green apples. Who says that both are not delicious?
The older nurse obviously thought so, her recipe was very compatible at this time, her eyes fell on the young nurse's arm, where she saw blood on the skin.
The young nurse followed the older nurse's gaze and saw the needle hole and blood on her arm, and quickly reached out to cover it. However, while doing so, she suddenly put the thing in her hand in front of her body, allowing the older nurse to see it.
The older nurse's smile somehow made the younger nurse see some subtle meaning. The younger nurse quickly stood up and took two steps forward, as if she couldn't wait to escape. She realized that her behavior was not normal, so she quickly stopped, lowered her head, avoided the older nurse's gaze, and explained: "I, I was just practicing acupuncture, nothing else!"
The older nurse nodded: "So that's how it is."
The young nurse glanced at the older nurse, but didn't see anything. She originally thought that the older nurse would scold her for wasting resources or wasting time by being lazy and not working. Unexpectedly, she was not scolded. She widened her eyes in surprise: "You, you don't blame me?"
The older nurse still smiled and said, "No. There's nothing to blame."
The young nurse nodded doubtfully.
She held the syringe in her hand, nodded to the older nurse and said, "Then I'll go out to work?"
The older nurse nodded.
The young nurse moved away from the older nurse and disappeared quickly, like a loach entering the sea. For a moment, there was no trace of the white coat in the darkness.
The older nurse stood near the door of the room, poking her head out, smiling, and not moving.
The young nurse was holding the syringe, feeling particularly uneasy. Although she knew that it was normal for a nurse to practice injection techniques, it was still shameful to be caught secretly using hospital supplies to practice on herself by her senior colleagues. The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. Her face turned red as she walked out. As she walked out, she slapped her cheeks and muttered to herself, "It's okay."
The young nurse whispered, "It's okay. I'm not doing anything illegal in secret. Even if I was seen, it wasn't my fault. I'm just trying to improve my work skills. It's my duty. Who doesn't want to be skilled? I don't want to be that bad, but there's nothing I can do without talent. That's how things are in this world..."
As she spoke, she walked all the way to the door of a ward. She stopped talking, walked in, and prepared to examine the patient.
After passing two wards, the young nurse came to the familiar patient door, but suddenly she felt a little timid. She felt herself trembling slightly. This was not okay. As a nurse, this should not happen.
The young nurse didn't dare to go in. She held onto the wall and walked to the darkness beside her. She slowly squatted down with her knees hugged, took a deep breath, and tried to adjust her emotions and physical condition. Suddenly, she thought of being scolded by another senior colleague. She couldn't control her emotions for a moment and burst into tears. Since she had already cried, she didn't try to hold back her tears anymore and burst into tears with a distorted expression.
"Woo, woo, woo - woo, woo - why am I always the unlucky one? Why am I discovered again and again? Others don't need to practice like this, but I have to practice over and over again. Why? Is my talent so bad? Is my effort so insignificant? Are my hardships so insignificant in the eyes of others? Why?
I don't want to be like this for the rest of my life. I don't want to be just a little nurse. I want to make progress, I want talent, and I want more time to practice privately.
However, I haven’t had a complete vacation for a month. Every day when I go to bed, I just want to sleep, because if I don’t sleep, I can’t do anything else. When I get to the hospital, I work, continue to work, work overtime, and work for new patients. Can’t I have some time for myself?
I can do all kinds of things for work every day. I can work overtime, I can work hard, I can use my own body and my own money to go out of the hospital and practice injection techniques in private. But who gave me such an opportunity? Who gave me the time? I don’t have 36 hours a day, so what can I do?
I have spent more than twelve hours working, working day and night, and even in my dreams. When others ask me about it, I can't tell them anything other than work. Is this all my fault?
My family has called me many times to ask me to go home to see my relatives, to spend the holidays with them, and to have dinner with them and go out with them. Where do I have the time? I refused all of them, and they told me that it’s okay to not work so hard. Is everything I do now wrong?
It is my fault for trying hard. It is my fault for not being successful. It is also my fault for not trying hard. Everything is my fault. Am I so wrong? Why?
Why is everything blamed on me? Is it because I don't have talent that I want to have no talent? If I had the chance to choose, I would like to make my talent reach the maximum level!
If only I had the talent to learn everything at a glance, but I don't. I don't have it, so why can others? Are they so much better than me? They have everything: money, positions, seniority, skills, and are respected..."
The little nurse didn't know how long she cried. It felt like she cried for most of the day, but in fact, it was only a short while later. She wiped her face nervously, stood up, and quickly wiped away the tears on her face.
Although it's not a condition that can't be seen after wiping it off, everyone in this hospital is exhausted and half dead, and no one will pay special attention to other people's conditions. It's not that we can't cover it up and pretend nothing happened.
The young nurse's heart was pounding. She nervously put on her clothes and walked into the room that had been waiting for her for a long time.
She took deep breaths continuously and walked to a bedside where a burn patient was lying. Bandages were wrapped all over his body, his breathing was labored and rapid, his eyes were open but lifeless, and he was in a state of being unable to live or die. He noticed the young nurse coming, but did not even move his eyes. He did not want to look to the side, because the more he looked, the more uncomfortable he would feel.
He was already feeling very uncomfortable now, and he didn't want to feel any worse.
If he had not been burned into this motionless state, he could not even imagine that he might lie in bed all day, unable to do anything, even breathing would be extremely difficult.
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