Chapter 2128

"What's wrong?" The instructor frowned, and the face that was always bright no matter when it was encouraging people or charging, was also covered with a gloomy layer of worry. "Why don't you take medicine?"

Between his medical-gloved fingers was the sugar cube. When he handed over the candy just now, Lin Sanjiu pursed her lips and tried not to open her chin a little; the movements were small, but she clearly indicated her intentions.

Breathing slightly, she endured the dizziness and vomiting, and whispered, "It's... sugar."

"Huh?" The instructor was stunned, then looked at the sugar cube in his hand, and Lin Sanjiu, but still didn't understand: "You need to be accompanied by sugar to eat medicine? I'll give you water right away, it won't be bitter."

Of course it won't be bitter anymore, Lin Sanjiu felt that his skull was almost hurt by the back and forth in his head. It was clearly a candy cube - her eyesight was severely degraded at the moment, but in her blurry vision, she could barely see the word "sugar" on the wrapping paper.

Didn't the unpacking instructor see the words?

Even if it is a placebo, it has to pretend to be a medicine to be taken to be effective; but this sugar cube does not even have the necessary disguise.

"Sugar..." Lin Sanjiu repeated with difficulty, and then turned his eyes to the wrapping paper on the tray.

The instructor followed her gaze and finally understood a little bit; with a bit of faint surprise and confusion, his eyes turned back and forth between Lin Sanjiu and the tray, and then he reached out and picked up the wrapping paper.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the text on the wrapping paper, and read slowly: "...high-quality sugar cubes, five grams."

Lin Sanjiu even shuddered twice, leaning on the plastic arm of the model behind him, waiting for the instructor's response.

The instructor slowly put down the wrapping paper, turned his head towards her, and their eyes met.

"you misunderstood,"

He opened his mouth and said, his tongue moving in the dark mouth.

"This is not an ordinary sugar cube, no, this is not a sugar cube at all. In the apocalypse world, conditions and resources are limited, so anything like packaging can be used as it is, and it is not accurate. You don't just look at the packaging that says it's sugar, but in reality, it's a miracle drug produced by the medical system."

Rao is that Lin Sanjiu is now suffering from illness, his energy is low, and he is struggling to even think, and he also faintly senses the incomprehensible logic in his words.

Conditions and resources are limited, so it’s better to not need packaging. Wouldn’t it be simpler and less troublesome? Why bother to find individually packaged sugar cubes, remove the paper, and wrap the medicines individually?

"How could I lie to you?" the instructor said, and became a little anxious, "I was your item not long ago, how much have we experienced together? To be honest, we humanoids generally don't have this kind of feeling. Yes, but you are like a friend to me now. I really, I just hope you get better soon."

Lin Sanjiu believed that every word he said was sincere.

The instructor looked down at the [Card of Nostradamus] in her hand, and did not show any intention of blocking, but sighed again. "You also want to save yourself, don't you? When you are so sick, you can still call the card, which shows that you have not given up. This is a good thing, but only relying on your own remedies and crooked ways can have any effect? Is it the same as zero?"

"I have specially read the description of the special medicine given by the medical system," the instructor continued to persuade, "this is the use of advanced and unique technology, extracting medicinal ingredients from a variety of natural plants, and using the best formula to make It is very effective for your illness. If you insist on eating it, you will definitely get better slowly... Take a ten thousand step back and say, even if it is really a sugar cube, it will not hurt you to eat it, right? You are just kidding me , eat it."

In his tray, in addition to the wrapping paper he had just opened, and a glass of water, there were three other identical sugar cubes.

Four different diseases, but are all treated with the same special medicine?

The tutor's words may be right. Even if she eats this sugar cube, it will have no effect on Lin Sanjiu, but she is still reluctant to open her mouth. Maybe it's because of distrust of the "medical system", maybe it's because her keen intuition didn't abandon her on the hospital bed, or maybe it's because the teacher's logic at the moment is unreasonable.

"It's really hard to coax," the tutor sighed deeply, and tried to make her eat sugar cubes in a different way. "Whether you believe me or not, your medical bills have already been deducted by the medical system. You paid all the money, isn't it a waste not to take medicine?"

... deducted?

Is it her special item?

The medical system deducted her, no, deducted all of their special items for medical bills, and then brought... a plate of sugar cubes.

Lin Sanjiu felt that she vaguely understood something, but she was struggling to even think at the moment, so she couldn't fully express her feelings in clear language for a while.

After a pause, she opened her mouth slightly.

"I didn't think that what convinced you in the end was the economic reason, enough to settle accounts." The tutor muttered, obviously relieved, and carefully put the sugar cube into her mouth. "Can you bite it? Don't choke."

It was too difficult to bite directly. Lin Sanjiu held it until it softened a lot and tasted the sweetness of the sugar gradually flowing out in his mouth, and then bit it into small pieces.

"Swallow it," the instructor looked at her and swallowed her throat happily, "Come, drink water."

Lin Sanjiu obediently took a sip of water.

"Good job," the instructor felt lighthearted, picked up the tray, and instructed the plastic mannequin, "Okay, let's change to the next one."

When the plastic model moved her back onto the mat carefully, Lin Sanjiu let the sugary water in his mouth flow out from the corner of his mouth while the instructor stood up and didn't look back. It dripped down my chest and arms - it's actually harder to keep your mouth shut so it doesn't come out.

After lying back down again, she kept staring at the instructor's every move of feeding medicine. Although he can't see it clearly all the time, it is clear that the "special medicine" he took out from the paper bag is no different from his own; under the all-round decline brought about by Alzheimer's disease, the puppet master Even if he had the strength to chew the sugar cube, he couldn't chew it, and like Lin Sanjiu, he melted it - he couldn't even swallow, and he even coughed several times.

The process of feeding Qingkuyu and Pina with medicine was more difficult than feeding the puppet masters, but the instructor forced them or persuaded them to finally let them eat the sugar; the real difficulty was Yu Yuan.

"Go away," Yu Yuan's eyes were blood red, and after attacking his mentor once, he had already retreated into the corner: "Don't try to poison me!"

Lin Sanjiu lay quietly, letting that chaotic conflict play out not far from him. Although Yu Yuan's evolutionary ability was still there, it had declined and weakened quite seriously. In addition, as a special item, his mentor was generally It would not be damaged by force, so Yu Yuan was forced to be pressed to the ground soon, and he was literally poured a cup of water with sugar cubes.

When the groaning, muffled noises, and evasive footsteps in the room were all over, when the instructor dragged the plastic mannequin whose leg was broken by Yu Yuan to the door, Lin Sanjiu, who had been recharging his energy, , finally opened his mouth and called out: "Guide..."

The instructor turned his head, and there was a red scratch on his face.

"Come..." Lin Sanjiu said weakly, trying to condense his meaning into as few words as possible.

The instructor hesitated for a moment, but approached her anyway. "What's wrong? How are you feeling?"

When he squatted down, he also noticed that there was a silvery water trail crawling on Lin Sanjiu's arm. "Why are you wet...Is it because you didn't swallow the water just now? Do you want to drink more water?"

In order to allow the sugar water in his mouth to flow down his forearm accurately, Lin Sanjiu even hurt his muscles just now. She looked at her mentor, knowing that she didn't have much time to keep him, and desperately asked, "You... yes..."

The instructor looked at her blankly.

Lin Sanjiu rested for two seconds and continued to ask, "Guard..."

"Nurse?" The instructor thought for a while, then said "ah", "Yes, I'm a nurse, right?"

The next question Lin Sanjiu wanted to ask was too long and too laborious for her now. She tried several times, but only squeezed a breath out of her lips. The instructor waited for a while, and before he could say a word, he was about to stand up; when sharp anxiety pierced Lin Sanjiu's mind, another voice asked: "You...why are you a nurse? You are not a humanoid object. ?"

Those who were still reacting to the outside world turned their attention to Kiyotaka at the same time.

He half-supported himself to sit up from the thin cushion, not knowing when he regained consciousness. If he hadn't seen it, Lin Sanjiu would hardly have recognized it as his voice; Qing Jiuruu's voice was hoarse and his breath was short, and just two sentences made people worry about whether he was going to faint again.

"I am, but I am also a nurse." The instructor explained, "We are non-human and will not be at risk of infection, so we are all absorbed by the medical system and become nurses. After all, there are many jobs that must be done manually. Oh... you look at this plastic model, don't you have the ability to move because of this?"

If Lin Sanjiu's heart still had the strength to beat faster, it would already be hitting her sternum by now. Unexpectedly, the question of Kiyukuru brought the answer she wanted; she is still one last step away—

"Fu," she looked at her tutor, and tried her best to use a pleading tone, "Fu..."

"Help you? Are you going to sit up?" the instructor asked hesitantly.

The plastic mannequin with a broken leg sat by the door and shook his head mechanically. But the teacher thought about it, and finally approached Lin Sanjiu, helped her to sit up, and let her lean on his arm.

"Why are you sitting up?" the instructor asked.

Lin Sanjiu didn't have the strength to answer him.

All her strength was spent on flipping her palms; she lowered her eyes and looked at the [Card of Nostradamus] that she had been holding in her hands, and the battery progress really became 1%.

Then, she gently taped the card to the instructor's lap.

The puppet master's sickness ability, which appeared as an item in the last chapter, received a lot of comments from everyone reminding me... I was a little panicked, in fact, because there is a plot progress that has not been written yet, please rest assured, this is there Subsequent.

I recently found a collection of essays on British horror fiction (in fact, all I saw was the second volume), and at first I didn't hold out much hope, so I just flipped through it. As a result... I was frightened by two of the stories, Mom, they were really infiltrative. One of them made me have to put down my kindle, pick up my phone, chat with someone for a few days, and feel the normality of the world. Dare to keep looking down...