"Hello, this is Da Hwa Phecda Hotline."
"Hello … I, I want to report my situation. I've been on that website before and I'm showing signs of neurological disorder …"
"Sir, please tell us your address. Our staff will be there within an hour to take you to the central treatment point for treatment. You can bring some personal necessities with you, but you don't need to bring too much. The treatment point has arranged everything for you."
"I want to ask, how exactly do I need to be treated? Do I need surgery … and how many days I need to stay in the hospital?"
"These are all based on the doctor's diagnosis. No matter what the treatment method is, it will be free of charge."
"What is the central treatment point like? How many people will be in one room? "
"Patients with mild illness will be in multiple rooms depending on the patient's condition. Every patient with severe illness will be given a single room. Sir, don't worry, abnormal neurological disorder is not a contagious disease. There is no risk of cross-infection in multiple rooms. As for the rest, our medical team will do their best. "
"Oh, then please come quickly … My head, it hurts … There's a voice that keeps ringing … My address is …"
"Okay, we've arranged for people to come to your door. Please stay at home patiently."
"My head hurts so much, please come quickly, I beg you …"
After putting down the phone, Zhang Xiaojun's one hand pressed painfully on his head. However, he could not suppress the splitting headache, he could not suppress the swelling scalp that felt like it was being torn apart. Every pore on his hair seemed to be leaking blood. Drip, drip, drip, the blood was gathering to form a pool.
Zhang Xiaojun's other hand was still gripping the phone tightly like it was a life-saving straw that he could not let go …
'Why did I go to that enlightenment website so stupidly in the first place … and why did I not ask for help these few days … '
"Ah." Zhang Xiaojun wailed in pain. He used the phone to hit his forehead. He was filled with regret. At that moment, he just wanted to get rid of the shadow that the website brought.
He rented this small unit alone. He lost his job due to the plague. The foreign trade company he worked for had already closed down for more than a month. He still owed several months of wages. But they could not find the boss. The boss had already passed away due to abnormal osteosclerosis. His family was broken.
There were no new jobs at all. There were layoffs, closures, closures, disappearances, deaths … There were no new job openings at all.
That website … Whenever he thought of that website, it was as if countless strange and bizarre scenes were crashing into his mind, just like when he first opened the website.
I thought it would at most be a scary picture of a ghost and some screeching sound effects … I've even muted my computer's speakers, how could there still be …
Those howls and howls that sounded like thousands of ghosts from purgatory had directly rushed into his mind at that time. Since then, he had been muttering incessantly. What were they saying? What did they mean? How could he calm his mind … and not be like now, where it seemed like it would explode at any time …
Zhang Xiaojun sat paralyzed on the wooden chair and kept looking at the clock on her phone. She kept panting and her body was sometimes cold and sometimes hot.
For the first time, an hour felt like an eternity. 'Why can't the Phecda members come faster …'
Just as he was about to collapse, the doorbell finally rang. Someone knocked on the door and a voice came from outside, "Mr. Zhang, we are the medical team from Da Hwa Phecda." Zhang Xiaojun tried to push himself up in a hurry but his swaying body had no choice but to drag himself forward slowly. 'There's hope, there's hope …'
His heart that had been choked by fear and despair from the news suddenly pulsed with a ray of hope. It was like a dead tree coming back to life.
Phecda, the only person who could save him now was Phecda …
He hoped that he would not need to undergo surgery. Even if he did, it would not be a particularly big surgery. He hoped that there would not be any sequelae.
He was still young, only 29. He still had a long life ahead of him. He was not married, he had no children … That shouldn't be the case. The website had been taken care of by Phecda, so these abnormal symptoms should be solved too. There was the Ancient Seal and the Raven Seal, there had to be other more powerful technologies that had yet to be revealed …
Of course, the more powerful technologies would be kept hidden. Be it weapons, aircrafts or ships, they would all be kept hidden …
The strange noises and chaotic thoughts made Zhang Xiaojun's vision blur. He used the last bit of his energy to open the door.
For a moment, his heart squeezed. He was afraid that the people outside the door were not Phecda members but some other kind of monster. But when he got a closer look, it was several figures in Phecda uniforms. One of them was pushing a stretcher. Tears of joy rolled down his face.
"My head hurts, help …" Zhang Xiaojun was really crying. She didn't feel embarrassed and asked for help, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have gone on that website, I shouldn't have hidden it for so long, I didn't know, I thought it was just a bad cold … I really didn't know it was so serious …"
He had not cried for many years. He did not cry when he was dumped, he did not cry when he lost his job, he did not cry when he was depressed. His life had become numb. No matter what the situation was, it would only make him sigh. The worst that could happen was death, there was no meaning to life anymore.
He thought that he no longer cared about life, but only now did he realize that he still wanted to live, to live a good life.
He wanted to live, help, he wanted to live, even if it was just a normal life … He wanted to return to those days …
Zhang Xiaojun's consciousness became hazy. He didn't know how he was carried onto the stretcher. He was on the verge of death. He didn't bring anything with him except a mobile phone. However, the mobile phone was quickly taken away by the medical staff. The medical staff put him on a respirator and injected him with an intravenous drip …
In the blink of an eye, he was pushed into a medical van but he was not the only patient.
Before he got on this van, there were other cars on the road. There was a bus with many people on it.
'Are they all people who went on that website … '
Zhang Xiaojun exhaled in discomfort. He felt dizzy and could barely open his eyes. Everything he saw made him dizzy. His ears were ringing as if he was deaf. He couldn't hear what the doctors and nurses were saying … After an unknown period of time, he felt the car start to move. There were bumps under his body, which made him feel even more uncomfortable. His chest felt so tight that he was about to vomit. He didn't know if it was because he was holding it back or because he didn't have the strength to vomit, so he didn't look even worse.
Gather for treatment … Hurry up, hurry up … Do you need to perform surgery or something? Hurry up …
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