Da da da, there was the sound of a carriage driving on the dirt road, and it was like the sound of a car driving on the road.
In the bursting pain, Gu Jun felt as if he was ascending, as if drifting away, the darkness around him was replaced by phantoms, as if he was entering an abyss.
Am I dead... Have I been consumed by the Son of Fortune...
Gu Jun is not sure about this question, has he suppressed that dark force? Did I see an illusion or where did I go? He is not sure.
But gradually, he could see more clearly.
The sky is dark and the smell is filled. It is a wooden transport cart pulled by two tall horses. The four wheels are rolling on the muddy road. There is a driver sitting in the front of the cart, and the cart is full of stacks. There are corpses, this is a corpse truck.
Whether it's the coachman or the corpses, the style of their clothes reveals their identities, they are different people.
"Is this a phantom of a different world... Or, Langdon's memory?"
Gu Jun seemed to see something different in a daze. It was a yellow bus. Looking in through the window from the outside, he saw that the driver was a person wearing an airtight protective suit, and the inside of the bus was full of people. Sitting, lying corpses.
Those corpses are all in the clothes of ordinary people, some are rotting, and some are still coughing up blood... Those are not corpses, they are dying people...
"Is this... a scene from the Earth world? When did it happen?"
He remembered that he had never seen this scene on his way to Jiangxing Town, Shanhai City that day, did it happen in the future? or now
And someone disposes of the corpse instead of leaving it to rot in a twisted way on the road...shouldn't be the time after the end of the world.
Suddenly, the bus turned into a carriage again, and the road turned into a dirt road. He heard a simple voice say:
"Sir, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I was also afraid. I was terribly afraid a few days ago. But in just a few days, my wife died, and all three of my children died. I survived for a few days. When I think that I will die from coughing up blood, and everyone will die from coughing up blood, then there is nothing to be afraid of."
It was the coachman who was talking, and the body truck was parked in the road.
"After I'm not afraid, I want to do something, but I'm just a farmer, and I don't know anything except dealing with the fields."
The coachman’s tone was self-deprecating and smiling, and he was already in tears as he spoke. He looked back at the corpses on the car, “But I’m the only one. I know all the people in the car, and they’re all from the same street. Yes, I can't let them rot there and become food for wild dogs or monsters. I can, I can... bury them all, even if it's just the humblest pit."
"I will still pray for them, regardless of whether the goddess of life exists, whether she cares about us or not... If I care about this, I will drive myself crazy, and I can't even bury them."
The driver choked up and wiped away his tears, "Sir, don't blame yourself. Many people blame you, saying that Dr. Kalop has let everyone down. But I think it is the doctor who can cure some diseases and not cure some diseases. The one who cures all diseases and saves everyone is a god. I have only seen doctors, but never a god."
"I don't know the gods, but I know that Dr. Carlop is good... My eldest son used to have qualifications like yours, but now it's gone, gone..."
Da da da, with a wave of the horsewhip, a slap of the horse's hoof, and the mud splashed by the wheels, the corpse truck continued to move forward.
Yes, gone. Gu Jun seems to have had some exact memory experiences.
Whole streets, whole districts, whole cities were swept away by haemoptysis and died.
Nine out of ten people who haven't died are crazy. There are not many people like that driver, but... there are still, there are still...
The plague brought not only death, but also a kind of extreme fear. Living in such a world full of fear, people will naturally behave more and more weirdly, even in places that have not yet become an epidemic area, people are also dominated by this emotion.
Gu Jun was in a trance, and seemed to see some scenes of modern cities.
On the once bustling streets, there were few pedestrians, and everyone was wearing a thick mask, looking flustered and walking in a hurry...
"Ah!" Suddenly there was an exclamation, it was just that someone saw a passerby in white clothes like a white coat. The people on the street suddenly fled away in fear as if they were in the poisonous gas. There is a doctor! If there are doctors, there may be an epidemic.
His headache is worse, is it a headache... or is his sense of self fading away...
The scene changed again, another kind of dirt road on the wasteland, another kind of carriage, the carriage carrying several plague doctors in black hats and black clothes.
Is this a phantom somewhere in the European Middle Ages
"Ai Li, hurry up, we have to go!" The panicked voice of the sackcloth woman came again. Seeing the arrival of the carriage, all the villagers in this small village became terrified, and the cursed plague doctor would only be accompanied by the terrible plague.
Some villagers ran on the street and shouted, "No, no..."
"God, merciful God, save us!" Some villagers immediately knelt down on the mud, raised their hands to the sky and prayed, crying and begging God to forgive him and the village for their sins, "We are all yours!" People, we have all lived up to now because of your blessings, please continue to be merciful!"
Such villagers are not a minority, but most of them kneel down like this.
It made it difficult for Gu Jun to understand whether they had fallen into a kind of confusion and delirium.
But there were also obviously crazy madmen walking around, some tore off their clothes, some smeared mud on their faces, some beat themselves with whips, and all shouted sharply: "Here is coming!" ! Its judgment has come! No one escapes!"
These poor people, humble people, crazy people, under the Black Death, are full of bad wills, all kinds of ugliness...
Is that so, Gu Jun's pain is almost exploding, is it full of these disgusting filth
But he thought of the foreigner coachman... In those days when the coachman's family was still alive and the coachman was terrified, the coachman must have been one of those people who knelt on the mud and begged the gods for mercy.
Among these medieval villagers, among those passers-by in modern cities, there must be such coachmen.
"Ai Li, hurry up, hurry up!" the sackcloth woman wailed and yelled, her body being pulled by the noose thrown by the plague doctor.
The braided little girl named Ellie ran forward in the wilderness, panting heavily, and kept running, was she running towards death
Gu Jun felt that he was following behind, chasing after her, she couldn't die, she couldn't...
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The running little girl's footsteps gradually slowed down, and the swing of her brown braids gradually stopped. She wearily sat down beside a low tree. But after a while, she suddenly turned her head and saw a figure approaching.
"Ai Li, hello." Gu Jun felt that he was standing in front of the short tree.
He didn't know which time and space this was, whether it was an illusion or not.
Before chasing after him, he thought that this little girl was a key person, and if she didn't die, the ceremony would not be completed. And now looking at her immature face, the dark spots and pustules looming, he very much hoped that he could save this young life.
"Doctor, do you want to bleed me?" the little girl asked, her blue eyes were very hollow, "Or whipping to atone for my crime?"
This is a common way to treat the Black Death in the Middle Ages in Europe. Bloodletting is used for any disease. It is similar to whipping the patient to pray for God's forgiveness.
The little girl spoke calmly, with an unusual composure that didn't match her age, and her eyes were the ones on the head of the thousand-eyed giant worm.
Gu Jun looked at his mind shaking a bit, calmness and restlessness were fighting against each other...
He suddenly knew that he hadn't been annihilated yet, and the two forces, the Son of Iron and the Son of Doom, were still wrestling.
And he himself is still confronting the thousand-eyed giant worm.
That thousand-eyed giant worm did not have a single soul, but was made up of many, many dead. Maybe these dead still have a part of themselves, after all, the ritual has not been fully completed, and the plague is not irreversible.
"No, neither." Gu Jun shook his head and replied, "It's useless, it's just a product of ignorance."
"But isn't that also the beginning of a new dawn?" the little girl asked, as the dark spots on her face spread wider.
"You mean, the plague is a turning point in history." Gu Jun said, "The turning point in history is not the only way of plague. Although I am a doctor, I know that there are many better ways, such as the advancement of technology, such as A drug emerges."
There are many thoughts surging in his mind, but his will is still gradually congealing.
He saw a medical box appearing next to him, it was the team medical box that had been brought into the dreamland but hadn't completely disappeared.
To deal with possible infections, the box contains various antibiotics.
Gu Jun opened the box and picked up a bottle of streptomycin sulfate from the box. Seeing that the little girl weighed about 15kg, he prepared the liquid medicine according to the amount of 25mg per kilogram of the child's body weight, and said, "This is Streptomycin is very effective against the plague-causing bacteria Yersinia pestis, I will give you two shots a day, and you will recover in a week or two."
"What's the use?" The little girl's eyes were still empty, "Anyway, we're all going to die in the end."
"It is true that we will all die in the end. Our job as doctors is to make it as late as possible for others and ourselves."
Gu Jun remembered what the coachman said, doctors are not gods, doctors are doctors.
"You are really persistent." The little girl murmured softly, slightly hesitant, "You can obviously possess the power of a god..."
"Then will my will still be free?" Gu Jun laughed uncontrollably, "If not, then it's not me, but something else." He took the syringe and prepared the liquid medicine, and left He went forward to give the little girl an intramuscular injection, but the little girl backed away.
"Why are you obsessed with those humble humanity?" The little girl struggled with dark spots on her face, "It is they that hinder you from reaching greatness."
Gu Jun is also thinking about this question, not the first time he has thought about it, nor is it the first time he has been asked this question by the Afterlife Association and the Raliyah Order.
Is it human
Some scenes from before flashed across, no matter whether it is a foreign world, ancient times or modern times, human nature is almost the same.
That's right, he just saw a lot of humble and ugly forms of human nature, which disgusted him like pus and filth.
But... He always felt that human nature is not just like that...
Taking himself as an example, in the past two years, he was not like a fool who was intoxicated and delayed his studies every day, but now he has turned into some kind of mysterious hero.
"Human nature is complicated, so complicated that I can't be sure of the answer to your question, maybe I'm stupid, maybe I'm not."
Gu Jun continued to walk, grabbed the little girl's right arm, and rolled up her dirty linen sleeve, "But I don't like a world full of fear and pain. Who told me to take the Hippocratic Oath?" Well, to be a doctor is to eliminate pain."
The little girl's arms were so starved that they were barely skinny and covered with fetid pustules and black spots.
"For me, the way to greatness is to eliminate as much pain as possible."
Gu Jun seriously took a cotton swab and dipped it into a bottle of iodophor, and smeared it on her arm.
"Like Hua Tuo and William Morton, that's great. You know, before they invented and applied anesthesia and inhalational anesthesia, patients were tortured for surgery. After anesthesia, we humans can Using science to fight pain. Oh yes, anesthesia is a historical turning point, the dawn of a new age, how about this?"
He slammed the syringe in his hand, pierced it into the skinny arm muscles of the little girl, and pushed the streptomycin in the needle, "Compared with the world of begging for power from the gods, I prefer to explore and gain power through science." The world of Langton. I will not go the old way."
"Hmm..." The little girl's complexion suddenly changed, and there was a strange glint in those blue eyes.
A shot of streptomycin would not normally have such an immediate effect, but by this time the pustules and dark spots on her face and arms were fading away.
Her struggle became stronger and stronger, the divine light in her eyes became more and more intense, and hazy tears welled up...
"Doctor," she asked suddenly, with a childlike tenderness in her tone: "Can you save my mother too?"
A complex and inexplicable emotion surged up in Gu Jun's heart, and he nodded: "I will do my best, I will do my best."
"My mother is a tailor in the village. She can make very beautiful skirts." The little girl said with a smile, "She said that when I grow up, she will make them for me..."
Before the little girl finished speaking, Gu Jun saw that the surrounding scene changed drastically, and he returned to the dark ocean in the worm house. The thousand-eyed giant worm in front of him was roaring crazily, its body covered with Those limbs twisted endlessly, but much slower than before, as if they had been hit hard.
Among its thousands of eyes, a pair of blue eyes on its head changed.