Chapter 85
"If you can, please kill me. I beg you..."
The burn patient pleaded to the young nurse.
The young nurse lowered her eyes, silently holding the syringe, preparing to give the other party an injection. Her arms were shaking slightly, but not very obvious. Seeing that she didn't say anything, the burn patient thought she was refusing. Regretfully and disappointedly, she closed her eyes and lay on the bed, feeling the pain all over her body. She frowned, gritted her teeth, tightly controlled her chest, and took deep breaths, trying to relieve the pain but failed.
It hurts so much.
It's still too painful.
It would be better if I were dead.
If you die you won't suffer this kind of pain.
If you are dead, you don't need painkillers or injections.
That's great.
Some people always like to say that if you have the courage to die, you should be able to live as well. After all, living does not require the courage to die.
That is complete nonsense. They are not in a desperate situation. They have no idea of the specific situation. No one can empathize with another person. People's joys and sorrows are not the same. They are simply talking without any concern, like they are standing by and watching a show. Even if they don't have that intention, their words have that meaning.
Anyone who felt a little uncomfortable would have felt suffocated after hearing such words, not to mention that he had always felt that he was about to die. When he heard such words, he flew into a rage and shouted to drive the people out, and asked the doctors and nurses for help. He didn't remember whether the doctors and nurses helped, but he thought that doctors and nurses were medical personnel, and they would not do it if they were afraid of medical disputes.
They probably couldn't help, because if they did, it would be easy for unscrupulous media to use eye-catching headlines and misleading photos to lead the public to talk nonsense. He didn't know whether it would lead to cyber violence, but he knew that if someone cyberbullied him now, he would be powerless to resist. He would not and did not want to ask others to do something he was unwilling to do.
That's not good.
He did not resent the medical staff for this, but it was too painful for him to have no medicine and not be allowed to die. He did not want to continue living like this for an hour, let alone a day or two. But there was no other way. He could not move at all and lay in bed, completely useless. He did not know whether others were willing to take care of him, but he did not like it.
He didn't like this kind of life, nor did he like himself like this, nor did he like this kind of body. He felt that he was far away from the ordinary word "healthy".
He felt the oncoming despair sawing back and forth around his neck.
Pain was the tip of a sickle and the sharp edge of a saw, resting on his neck, back and forth. He was like a dead wood, motionless, forced to accept this fate. He was unwilling, but had no choice. Wood does not have legs, and he was not wood, but his legs could not move, or, to be more precise, he lay there half-dead, his muscles had long since atrophied.
Moreover, the burns had weakened his limbs earlier. He felt that he could not even lift a cup of water. What could he do? He had thought about getting out of bed before, but he accidentally fell down and lay on the ground for a long time before a nurse came back to check on him. If someone had not helped him up from the ground, he would not have had the strength to climb up even by holding on to the cabinet next to him.
What is this?
Pain? It's more than that. But if we must talk about pain, just pain, he is simply wrapped in pain. Pain is extremely pale when described in words, and the feeling it gives people is extremely bad, like a thick and sticky darkness. To make an inappropriate analogy, his state of existence, in a sense, is like a glutinous rice ball, white on the outside and black on the inside.
For those who don’t like it, this “glutinous rice ball” is greasy and hard to swallow, which is disgusting.
He made meaningless, fragmented and sporadic sounds, not knowing what he wanted to say or do, because he couldn't say anything or do anything.
The nurse finished the injection and was about to leave. She stood at the door and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to keep giving you injections until you fell off the bed. I didn't mean to do that."
After she finished speaking, she ran away without listening to the answer. She was afraid that she would hear unwanted scolding or insults, or that the other party did not hear what she said clearly and asked her to say it again. Or, she was afraid that the other party did not want to pay attention to her at all. This did not mean that she did not care about the pain, but only proved that she was a failure as a nurse. Even the patients did not want to say a word to her.
Even in this case of accidental injury, the patient is unwilling to say a word to the nurse. What does this mean?
The other party did not do the torture or humiliation on purpose, and it can even be said that they did not intend to do so and were not aware of it. However, the young nurse did not feel happy because it might mean that the other party was just telling the truth or making the calmest and gentlest reaction, which was already the calmest and gentlest reaction. However, she was still not satisfied, which was enough to prove that her skills were so poor that they were beyond redemption.
As the young nurse walked on the road, she began to cry again and muttered to herself: "Can't I be a nurse if I'm not born with talent? Does my numb hands and feet mean that my heart and my mind are numb? Does my clumsy hands mean that I'm born an insensitive villain? Am I really hopeless? Not really. Not really? Is it?"
She unknowingly walked in front of the elderly nurse and saw her standing at the door. She was startled and took a step back. She lowered her head in surprise and shame, quickly avoiding her gaze and avoiding the disrespectful misunderstanding of her face. She whispered, "I'm sorry."
Even though I don't know what I did wrong, it's right to apologize.
The young nurse quickly glanced at the older nurse, moved her feet, and tried to leave here and avoid the older nurse. She was willing to cry alone to vent her emotions or hide away to work hard to practice her skills. Either way was better than standing here in silence face to face with her predecessor who was like a wooden stake. Otherwise, she would always feel like she was being punished.
That was a terrible feeling.
The elderly nurse opened her arms and asked, "You look very sad. Do you want a hug? It is said that hugs make people feel a little better. I hope you don't feel so sad. Would you like to?"
The young nurse was stunned for a moment, tears streaming down her chin. She whimpered, took a step forward, threw herself into the arms of the older nurse, hugged her tightly, and said incoherently with sobs: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, and I didn't want to be like this. If I could be smarter, it would be much easier for everyone if I wasn't so stupid, right? Wuwuwu——"
She was crying here, and suddenly she paused, and her voice seemed to be choked by a ball of cotton in her throat.
She slowly raised her head, and the tears on her face turned into a green, sticky liquid. She was infected, dazed, and her eyes were dull. Her face was extremely pale, but her lips were a little red. She looked very strange. A subtle and weird smile gradually appeared on her face. She stared at the elderly nurse who was close to her. She opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse and distorted, and she murmured, "Okay."
She wiped her face, her hands were full of green liquid. She let go of the older nurse and took a step back. Her ankle seemed a little twisted, as if she was about to fall, but she did not fall to the ground. Instead, her body tilted to the side a little, and she quickly stood up again. She stood in front of the older nurse, crying and smiling, "That's great! That's great!"
The older nurse asked, “What’s good?”
The young nurse said, "I am so glad that I can get rid of this kind of life. It is so great that you don't give up on me. I will work hard and practice my skills more seriously. My needle insertion skills are much better than before. Do you want to see it? I will really practice."
Her obsession is that her skills are not good.
The older nurse touched the young nurse's hair like a true elder, and said with a gentle yet strange smile on her pale face, "Okay."
She gently took the nurse's hand, led her to the toilet not far away, opened the door and said, "Wash your hands before you go out."
The young nurse nodded, looked at the older nurse with great admiration, and murmured, "You are so kind, just like my mother. No, I don't have a mother. My mother died a long time ago. She is so annoying. It's like she never existed. It's really a good thing for me. Now I have you. Can you be my mother?"
The older nurse stroked her hair and nodded.
The young nurse was very happy to get the response. She lowered her head and washed her hands carefully.
The sound of water is lala.
The toilet door gradually closed.
Lok Yuen grabbed Jongin and said, "I think we should leave now."
Jongin was a little unsatisfied: "We are not afraid of infection anyway, what's the big deal? There is no urgent matter, so we need to go out now, right?"
Rakuen asked, "Do you want to see everyone die here? I don't think they will all die at once."
Jongin nodded. "I know that, but I don't have to see them all die before I'm willing to leave. As long as those two doctors and the patient are almost done, we'll leave, okay?"
He grabbed Leyuan and asked, "Is it not possible?"
Seeing that he really wanted to watch it, Leyuan hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, let's wait until we finish watching their ending before leaving."
話音未落，一條長長的綠色液體從旁邊飄~了~過來。
樂園挑了挑眉，鐘仁拉起樂園就跑路，兩個人一下子消失在了本來的位置，而就在他們離開的下一秒，那個位置多出了兩具活動的屍體，是護士長和傳染病人，趴在天花板上，左右嗅嗅，面面相觑，發現這裏剛才确實還有人，結果現在沒有發現人在，覺得很奇怪。
鐘仁拉着樂園，走入了隐藏空間，用詳細的描述說明，這是另外一個世界，和醫院相互對應但互不幹擾，走在這裏的人不會被外界所影響，也就不會被感染，樂園和鐘仁還能走在路上，清清楚楚看見前面兩個屍體左右搖頭檢查情況，但他們直勾勾看着那邊，那邊也不會有反應。
因為它們根本無法察覺這裏還有兩個人。
問題好像就這樣解決了。
樂園往外看了一眼，感覺天快亮了，不過，介于他之前也是這麽感覺的，天究竟什麽時候才亮起來也不好說。
樂園收回目光，兩具左右尋找獵物的屍體已經不見了，它們似乎不僅能飛檐走壁，而且速度很快，好像寄生蟲轉換皮囊之後适應了新的身體就進步神速的表現。
樂園眨了眨眼睛，那邊的綠色粘稠液體還在一點點往下滴落，甚至可以看出半空中有拉絲的痕跡，不過，不知道是距離遙遠還是液體過于粘稠，那一滴綠色的液體，半天都沒法接觸到地面，地板磚還是幹幹淨淨的狀态。
風一吹，那根絲就在半空中搖搖晃晃，看起來很是危險。
樂園拉了拉鐘仁，鐘仁牽着樂園往外走，遠離了那條黏黏糊糊的綠色液體垂絲。
樂園一直看着那根絲，走了一段路，回過神來，拉着鐘仁左右看了看問：“我們要去哪裏？”
鐘仁說：“随便走走，就當是飯後散步了，如果你不想走，我可以給你找個輪椅。”
樂園說：“我倒不是為了要輪椅才跟你講話。”
他頓了頓，又望着鐘仁，眨巴着眼睛，輕聲問：“真的可以坐輪椅散步嗎？”
鐘仁笑道：“當然可以。”
他從旁邊伸手一拉就打開了一扇門，不知道這扇門是哪裏，因為樂園感覺醫院的裝修都差不多，于是轉過頭去往裏看，看見裏面是個雜物間，但是，這只是乍一看的大概感覺，仔細一看發現并不是雜物間，而是只有一個輪椅的空房間，裏面沒有人也沒有灰塵。
鐘仁将輪椅推出來，請樂園坐下。
樂園感覺怪怪的，打量那個房間，突然有點恍惚，一時間看見房間沒有窗戶沒有門沒有瓷磚，一時間又看見那個房間的半空中挂着一扇窗戶，窗戶表面是蒙了一層灰藍色的薄膜，薄膜底下是藍天白雲的樣式，背後的玻璃是類似于中世紀教堂用料的彩色斜方塊狀态。
感覺顏色有點灰撲撲的，但又很符合長久無人的情況卻并不顯得髒兮兮，反而幹淨得有些過于空曠。
陽光就從一層又一層的東西背後透出來，像是偷來的一縷金絲。
這陽光落在地上，地面被陽光照得暖融融的，風一吹，眼前模糊，那陽光竟然像水面似的波光粼粼起來，十分漂亮，卻也十分虛幻，虛得有些假，像是拍照的時候在相機部分選中了全部模糊的高度馬賽克模式森*晚*整*理，到處都是不清楚的，什麽細節都看不出來。
鐘仁按住樂園的肩膀，把他晃了兩下，見他醒過來了，将那扇門關閉，背對着樂園說：“別看了，不是什麽好東西，你都哭了，沒發現嗎？”
樂園抹了一把臉問：“真的？”
他将信将疑問：“我沒感覺出來，也沒看見手上有眼淚啊？你是不是看錯了？”
鐘仁轉過身來，握着他的輪椅把手，笑道：“怎麽會看錯了？”
他頓了頓問：“我說自己最了解你，你不會生氣吧？”
樂園搖了搖頭：“不會啊。”
他說這話的時候，臉上還帶着一點茫然的神色，像是不知道下一刻會聽見什麽。
鐘仁看着他的臉，心裏突然就湧起了一點惡作劇的沖動，湊到樂園面前，笑道：“我沒看錯啊，你就是哭了，在心裏偷偷流眼淚呢。你以為藏起來，我就看不見了？你就是笑着騙我，我也看得出來。”
樂園怔了一下，勾了勾唇角，緩緩笑道：“是麽？那真是太好了。我還以為這輩子都不可能有你這樣的存在待在身邊了。”
他這話說得有些悲觀。
鐘仁不喜歡聽這些，推着他的輪椅往前走，輪椅的輪子似乎有點卡頓，走得很慢，但很穩，樂園沒什麽意見，反正他只需要坐在這裏，連邁步走路都不需要，也實在沒有什麽可挑剔的地方，要是換了從前，他連走路的機會也許都沒有呢。
比如，某天學校結束課程之後，老師離開教室，學生準備回家，其他學生都收拾東西走了，提着書包的他走在最後面，他的速度一向是很慢的，有時候需要其他人專門站在門口，拿着鑰匙看着他，他才走出去，他知道這樣不好，但也不是一時半會就能改掉的，索性不管。
免得心中再添煩惱，更加過不下去。
更何況，不管他改還是不改，那些人總歸都是讨厭他的，沒有例外，也不需要特地說明，他對他們沒有任何期望，他每天都努力讓自己覺得，現在這樣的生活也不錯，反正可以過得下去，有什麽可害怕的呢？
沒有。
沒有，什麽都沒有。
他應該這麽想，他告訴自己。
于是日子就過下去了。
但免不得有時候出一點意外。
別人都走了，自己被關在沒人知道的房間裏面，沒有鑰匙，想不出辦法，又冷又餓又困又累，簡直不知道自己為什麽還睜着眼睛，他就閉着眼睛睡着了，抱着自己，衣服不多，到了晚上，瑟瑟發抖，完全睡不着，只能睜開眼睛，呆呆的，直到早上天亮，外面有光從房間高處進來。
那光真是太亮了。
亮得他睜不開眼睛，他以為自己一晚上都沒有睡着，完全可以适應這種光線變化，沒想到，他還是太高估自己了，那光落在他眼睛裏，一下子把眼淚找出來了，他見到開門的人的時候，完全是哭得不能自已的樣子，別人看見他在這裏，還有些驚訝，問他怎麽這麽早就來了。
還自己把自己鎖在房間裏面，又問帶了鑰匙沒有。
他沒說話，只是搖頭，感覺自己快要吐了，他沒有鑰匙，也不是自己把自己關進來的，但是，這些話說出來也不能改變他在這裏待了一晚上之後還有可能被針對的事實，他就什麽也沒說。
實在是懶得說了，說得多了，自己也會厭煩，與其走到別人面前去讨人嫌，不如保持安靜，至少自己能少一件事，或許會高興一點也說不定。
大多數時候都很難過，所以是說不定。
樂園想起之前的事情，看了鐘仁一眼，忽然問：“你知道那些事情嗎？”
鐘仁點了點頭：“知道啊。”
樂園問：“之前的事情，你都知道嗎？”
鐘仁點了點頭：“知道啊。”
樂園問：“你覺得，我們有可能回去嗎？”
鐘仁這次沒有直接點頭了，他想了想，笑道：“你要是願意，也不是不可以，你要是不想，那不去也沒什麽。你想去嗎？”
問題被丢回來了。
樂園呆呆坐在輪椅裏面思考了半天，搖了搖頭：“我不知道，現在還不知道，也許以後會知道，到時候我再告訴你，好不好？”
鐘仁說：“好啊。”
他笑道：“到時候告訴我，別忘了說就是，不說也可以，我會猜到的。”
他開玩笑似的說：“我什麽不知道呢？”
樂園沒有回答，他們很快就沉默下去。
順着動靜，二人找到了正在一個房間的兩個醫生，他們看起來在吵架。
“這根本就不是我的錯。”
右邊醫生喊道。
“不是你的錯，難道是我的錯嗎？又不是我治療的病人。你要負責任，你應該知道，醫療事故是多麽可怕的一件事！我們都會被你連累，我只要求你實話實說，實事求是，如實告訴上面，請求寬恕和原諒，已經很好了，你以為那個病人死了就沒關系了？我告訴你，不可能。”
左邊醫生說。
“那個病人沒有親屬，住在醫院，很久沒有人過來看過了，你不知道嗎？他只是死了，又不是爛了，我們只是出了意外，不是故意弄死他的，他死了是他的身體病情惡化，我們也沒有辦法，如果一定要追究罪魁禍首，那個在我們手術的時候偏要在旁邊亂叫的老太婆最該死。”
右邊醫生冷笑着坐在椅子上回答。
他看起來很生氣，深吸一口氣，胸膛劇烈起伏，白大褂都受到影響，仿佛有風在經過可以聽見呼呼的聲音。
“你以為我不知道那個老太婆是什麽人？她是個精神病，你怎麽能要求她？你們應該在手術之前就清理現場的，最少，也要驅趕無關人員。”
左邊醫生說：“這都是你的錯，你是主刀，你是負責人，你是領頭，你是跟上面對接的，我沒有提前找你的麻煩，已經很好了，你不要得寸進尺，只是按照正常的流程來，這很為難你嗎？如果你做不到，我可以替你去，我不認為就這麽蒙混過關是正确的行為。”
右邊醫生冷笑道：“你願意去可以，我要提醒你，別裝得這樣大義凜然了，這件事爆出來，不是我一個人受影響，你們全都要遭殃，你以為你覺得無所謂，別人也會那麽想嗎？你以為你可以代表這個醫院嗎？你以為其他人會感激你嗎？”
他幾乎有些得意地說：“病人會因為死了人而感到恐慌，害怕下一個就是自己，可能會要求轉院，除非他們有更多的錢，否則，轉移是不可能的事情，也就是說，你的所作所為只是滿足一己私欲，根本沒有考慮到他們的後續處境，他們只會惶惶不可終日。
這裏的醫生前途會受到影響，你不在乎，他們都不在乎？不可能。他們要是不在乎，一開始就不會默許我做這些事情，你以為我是在一意孤行？不，是你在自以為是。
你閉着眼，不願意看現實，實在怪不得我。
還有護士和病人家屬，家屬聽見這裏的情況肯定不會願意讓病人繼續在這裏，如果病人在這裏，他們會心灰意冷，如果病人不在這裏，他們又無法支付更加高昂的醫藥費，你以為他們能怎麽辦？兩相為難，不過如此。護士會受到他們的責怪和追問，護士願意嗎？
你要是揭發了我，造成的困難，遠遠不止這些，睜開眼睛看看吧。別總待在自己的象牙塔，別人可不會慣着你。你做什麽這副表情？你不會以為護士會感激你吧？不可能的。你可以去問。她們要是不樂意，也早喊起來了。”
左邊醫生怒道：“難道你殺人是好事應該獎勵？我依法辦事還是有錯應該被懲罰？”
右邊醫生笑着問：“這裏可不是警察局，也不是律師事務所，你以為，我們這個鬼地方，有什麽法律可言呢？你要是說你在按照規章制度辦事，我還會想，你是個死板的人，只是不知變通而已，但現在看來，你就不是一個正常人，你是拼着魚死網破想找麻煩來的。”
他冷下臉來：“要我說啊，你這種人，死了活該，怎麽好意思活到現在的？你怎麽能走到我面前來，那麽理直氣壯的模樣，要求我做這做那？你該不會是做夢，白日夢做多了，以為別人都應該聽你的話吧？我告訴你，不可能。今天不可能，以後也不可能。”
左邊醫生怒道：“你這個人，真是不知廉恥！”
右邊醫生點了點頭：“對，我不知廉恥，但你是什麽東西？這裏還輪得到你來指責我？你以為你是什麽好東西？你做事就沒考慮過別人，你還好意思在這裏說呢。你只敢對我說嗎？有本事你走出去，對整個醫院的所有人說，你看，他們會怎麽對你？要我說我還是太過溫和了。”
他笑道：“是不是我的态度給了你一種錯覺，只要你努力大喊，你就可以成功？事情當然不會那麽簡單，你也不至于那麽蠢吧？啊？”
左邊醫生的臉上已經沒有表情了，他冷笑一聲：“好吧。就算是你贏了，我可以暫時不提這件事，但你不會以為這個醫院就只有這件事可以對外說明吧？不，你一直都覺得，沒有什麽事情是不可以說的，只不過，說出去，要麽沒有人相信，要麽沒有人願意聽。
我知道你的意思，你覺得我對你是蜉蟻撼樹，我看現在的情況沒有證據能證明我比你強，你這種狀态也不是不能理解，我可以忍耐，但我要告訴你，事情可不會就這麽結束。”
右邊醫生聳了聳肩：“無所謂，随便你怎麽想，你也可以随便處理，不用專門過來告訴我，反正也沒有什麽用處。”
左邊醫生冷笑道：“你早晚會為你的狂妄自大付出代價的。”
右邊醫生說：“那就不勞您老人家費心了，我會自己注意的。你看，你費勁這麽大半天，也沒幹成什麽事情吧。”
他說着，笑了笑，看起來嚣張又嘲諷。
左邊醫生平靜地看了他一眼，打開門走了出去。
他似乎打算努力工作來平複自己的心情，反正他現在也不能回家去，那算是曠工的，即使現在醫院裏面已經沒有留下來的必要和監視工作進度的上司，他也無法迅速改掉許多年的習慣，他想，将就過吧。早晚有一天，這些事情都會被解決，這是早晚一天的事情。
他走出去，到了一個病人，燒傷病人看見他，對他說了那些說過很多次的話：“如果可以，請殺了我，我不想這樣活下去了，太痛苦了，完全沒有必要，大家都放棄我了，不是嗎？別再裝模作樣了，一點藥品都沒有，要我怎麽堅持下去呢？我可不是在戒毒。”
醫生只當自己沒有聽見，但是臨走的時候，腳步頓了頓，還是轉過頭來對病人說：“不管你是怎麽想的，我想告訴你，我們沒有放棄你，這話應該有很多人都對你說過了，我說點其他的東西吧。藥品不是不給你，是暫時沒有，等來了，我們會給你用上的，你不用再提。
你的意思，我們都知道，你現在說再多次也沒有用，我們是沒有辦法的。
作為醫生，或者護士，我們是不可能殺了你的，你死了這條心吧。”
他說完，走了出去。
燒傷病人在裏面躺在病床上，嗚嗚咽咽哭起來。
右邊醫生從房間站起來，門外走進來一個小護士，右邊醫生愣了一下問：“你過來做什麽？”
他目光一頓，突然看見了小護士衣服上的綠色液體，迅速意識到現在的情況，他是被傳染病盯上了。
他迅速想辦法離開了房間，不打算跟小護士多說一個字，小護士似乎也意識到了這件事，沒有一直跟在右邊醫生的身後，但站在門口，笑眯眯望着右邊醫生的背影，看起來非常不懷好意，右邊醫生覺得心髒怦怦亂跳，十分不安，又不知道應該怎麽防備，加快腳步走了。
他走到半路上，突然聽見了一聲尖叫，轉過頭去，看了一眼，沒有看見什麽，迅速往反方向跑走了。
那聲尖叫是左邊醫生發出的，他從病人的房間離開之後，見到了站在路上笑眯眯的小護士，小護士背對他坐在桌子旁邊，端着一個不鏽鋼小碗盆，手裏捏着鐵鉗子，好像在吃東西，左邊醫生好奇地湊過去看，發現小護士正在吃酒精棉片，乍一看那東西很像是腐竹。
左邊醫生瞪大眼睛，愣住了。
小護士吞掉了濕漉漉的淺棕色酒精棉片，笑眯眯地轉過頭來，看向左邊醫生，一口将手裏的鉗子也吞掉了，連碗也沒有放過，咽下去這些東西的時候站起身來，就像是平時那樣靠近了左邊醫生，湊到左邊醫生的面前，嗅了一下問：“醫生，你是來檢查我的紮針技術的嗎？”
她很高興的樣子，伸出了自己的手臂對左邊醫生說：“你看，我已經練習了好多次了。”
左邊醫生順着她的示意看見了她的手臂，千瘡百孔，全是針洞和針筒，針筒裏面已經有些血液了，看起來是倒吸進去的，已經紮了有一段時間了，左邊醫生感覺到頭皮發麻，轉身就想走，小護士卻不讓他就這麽走了，拉住他問：“你是要去哪裏呢？為什麽不點評我的技術？”
小護士的聲音冷了下去：“你是覺得我的技術不好嗎？你不想看？你覺得我的技術侮辱了你的眼睛和職業道德嗎？我知道，都是我的錯，但我也不是故意的，為什麽你們都不願意原諒我？為什麽你們這樣的人就可以那麽高枕無憂，我卻每天忙忙碌碌，什麽都沒有？”
她尖叫着喊道：“這不公平！這不公平！我已經練習了很久了，我很努力很認真，我沒有錯！都是你的錯！都是你們的錯！你們要認錯，你們要道歉，你們應該意識到自己在做什麽才對！你們可是醫生和護士啊！你們比我在這裏工作的時間更長，你們不應該出錯，你們有錯。”
她盯着左邊醫生喃喃道：“該死。該死。”
一股濃稠的綠色黏液一下子撲到了左邊醫生的臉上，左邊醫生尖叫起來，躺在地上，昏死過去。
等他睜開眼睛，他已經是一具屍體了。
他也被感染了。
他慢慢從地上站起來，搖搖晃晃地扶着牆，想要去找右邊醫生。
“醫生，醫生，你在哪裏呢？”
左邊醫生走在路上喃喃道。
The doctor on the right hid in the ward for burn patients, shivering, sitting on a chair with a pale face. He wanted to leave but felt it was too slow, so he might as well rest here.
The doctor on the left came over and found him.