Tang Zhifeng sighed. "Many people in the Medical Department fell ill last night … Elder Qin as well."
Gu Jun frowned, and his heart sank. There was a piercing pain. Professor Qin too …
"Elder Qin's surgery has been arranged. It will take place in half an hour." Tang Zhifeng's eyes were slightly red. "The other surgeries will be carried out at the same time. Ah Jun, you will be in charge of the resection."
"Okay." Gu Jun opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he only nodded.
The consensus in the Medical Department was that the surgery should be carried out once the patient fell ill. The earlier the surgery was done, the less debilitating the nervous system would be.
Currently, there was no substitute for normal surgeries, so Gu Jun had to be the one to carry out the surgery.
Last night, there were 25 patients who fell ill, and the epidemic started to spread. Not only the researchers who knew the content of the dream, even the Autopsy Floor and Surgery Floor had cases. It seemed like anyone who came into contact with a living or dead patient would have the possibility of falling ill, and the pathogenesis of the disease had been completely messed up.
Furthermore, the case of Professor Qin and the rest suggested that the Nightmare Illness might have an incubation period. Even if it did not happen immediately, it did not mean that it would not happen.
Therefore, a sense of gloom hung over the research center. Everyone had lost the thread of hope that they would not panic. No one knew whether they would be the next patient or not.
Soon, Gu Jun received the list of the latest patients. His face darkened, and his heart sank into the abyss.
Zhou Jiaqiang and Brother Qiang also fell ill. Zhu Ruiwen and Surgeon Zhu also fell ill.
They were all involved in the autopsy of the patients.
"F * ck, f * ck …" Gu Jun grumbled, the frustration and agitation in his heart.
Brother Qiang and Surgeon Zhu were the ones who had taken care of him after he entered Phecda. They were both kind and friendly, such good people …
And Professor Qin. But now, they were collapsing one after another.
With this complicated emotion, Gu Jun walked into the specially clean surgery room in a sterile outfit to participate in the surgery on Professor Qin.
This sixty-something year old man was lying on the operating table. He had already been given general anesthesia and local glossopharyngeal nerve anesthesia. His face was so haggard that it was as if he was already dead.
The operating theater was silent. Everyone quietly made an incision for Professor Qin, separated the musculocutaneous flap, drilled a hole in the skull, and then let Gu Jun perform the excision alone.
At the moment when the steel wire ring of the cutter popped out, Professor Qin also opened his turbid old eyes. His lips could not move to make a sound, but it was extremely strange. The spiritual shock wave still burst out, and it contained an extremely strong penetrating power.
Gu Jun only resolutely cut off one section after another.
After completing the one-sided resection, he moved from one operating theater to another to perform the resection of the others.
Professor Qin, Brother Qiang, Surgeon Zhu, and other internal colleagues …
Seeing the familiar faces become sick and delirious, the agitation in Gu Jun's heart grew stronger and stronger.
How could he, how could he let everyone fall into a state where they were at death's door …
In the other surgeries that afternoon, Gu Jun cooperated in an experimental method of surgery.
During the resection step, the chief surgeon wore a brainwave insulation helmet provided by the Scientific Research Department. The chief surgeon only operated on one side of the surgery, and the other side was handled by the first or second assistant. After that, the operator also needed to rest and recuperate before the next operation, otherwise, the risk of cerebral hemorrhage would increase.
After a few surgeries, the doctors still felt very uncomfortable when they suffered from the mental attack, but they did not lose control and collapse. This method was barely feasible.
However, Phecda's next step was to continue developing specialized medical robots to complete the operation.
All 25 surgeries were completed at four o 'clock in the afternoon. Gu Jun left the operating theater and rushed to the conference room in the Psychology Building.
Yao Sinian, Tang Zhifeng, and the others were all there. Tong Ye participated in the remote video call.
"Ah Jun, thank you for your hard work." Even though Yao Sinian did not relapse, he was as tired as the others. "Performing surgeries on Ol 'Qin and the rest … it must have been hard on you."
The discovery of this temporary solution had given Yao Sinian and the rest of the emergency team a boost of morale, but now it had been doused with a bucket of cold water. Last night, not only was there an outbreak at the Medical Department, the whole of Eastern State was affected.
Furthermore, the number that the new patients heard from the old man in their dreams was still 12.
If the old man needed to accumulate energy before he could continue, how was the outbreak going to spread?
If they evacuated the people from Eastern State, it would be like a beast that had lost its food. Would the area of the nightmare shift and spread?
"Commander Yao, we have to take control of the situation," Gu Jun said. He had had enough of being passive, and he had had enough of the people he knew walking toward death.
Yao Sinian was silent. Everyone had been taking the initiative. It was not that they did not take the initiative, it was that they could not find a new breakthrough.
Now these new patients' surgeries brought up another problem. Yao Sinian brought up this issue. "The Medical Department is understaffed. All the backup medical personnel in the city will be sent in. Some of the surgeries will be arranged to be performed at normal hospitals or medical schools. "
Gu Jun knew that the so-called backup medical personnel referred to people like Prof Gu, Xu Hai, and Senior Zhang Lin. They had not been exposed to abnormal things before, so their reaction to mental attacks might be more intense …
But he also knew that every doctor in Eastern State would have to go into battle.
'Die together'? No, he shook his head. There would be a way. He just needed to unravel the messy information to find the truth …
He was reminded of the zombies and the abyssal mission given by the system. What kind of reward would he get if he completed it? It would definitely be helpful.
'I can't stay passive anymore.' Gu Jun told himself, 'I have to complete this mission.'
Zombies, graveyard, giant temple …
He was still missing some information. He needed information. In this case, there was a link that he did not know — Tong Ye's case.
Over the past three days, whenever he asked, Tong Ye would say that he needed to wait for him to recover first.
"Tong Ye." Gu Jun turned to the screen. "Tell me everything about your case. We can't wait any longer."
On the screen, Tong Ye's face turned expressionless, and the voice that came out of his mouth was hoarse.
"I did not want you to know because some of the information about this old case is related to spells and some strange things … If a person with high spirituality sees it, the consequences will be unpredictable, especially for someone like you. That's why I have to consider your condition and timing. But now I have no choice. "
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