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Chapter 109 Maybe it can still be saved?
The nurse rarely saw patients go mad, she froze in place, something stuck in her throat, and she was scared back even screaming.
Because Cheng Mengyun was relatively close to the nurse, she took a few big strides and came to the nurse's side. She didn't care about the rare position of the deputy team leader, and kicked Princess Chi's waist with one kick.
Princess Qi's rushing forward movement was interrupted by the huge force around her waist, and she stumbled to the side following the force.
He grabbed the nurse's arm and shoved her into the open door on the side. Cheng Mengyun slammed the door with his backhand, raised his hand to block, and stopped Princess Che's right-hand side slash.
Looking at it up close, Cheng Mengyun found that the princess cut as if in a dream, the other party's pupils diverged, and various low roars came from his mouth, and the neatly combed hair in the morning had now turned into a mass of weeds.
For a split second with the princess, Cheng Mengyun felt his head being smashed by an invisible fist, and some unknown words and orders poured into his mind crazily!
【eat! 】
【Kill them! 】
【The flesh and blood around you can be eaten! 】
These words of unknown meaning are frantically washing away the original cognition, trying to replace the principles established before.
Cheng Mengyun was sluggish for a second by those words. In that second, the normal world in front of her turned blood red, and everything was covered with overlapping shadows.
It's like being in hell.
Cheng Mengyun twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Eat your mother."
It didn't take long for her to quickly get used to the pain in her brain, she tilted her head slightly to the right, avoiding the punching style that Princess Che was attacking again. Immediately, it was no longer an action of evading but not attacking in the morning, and Cheng Mengyun bluntly smashed his right hand on the opponent's shoulder blade.
Princess Che let out a roar, and his shoulders were thumped, and his body fell involuntarily.
But Princess Qi quickly adjusted, turned around halfway, raised her fist and prepared to hammer Cheng Mengyun's face.
Cheng Mengyun took advantage of the other party's attention on her face, and used a clever force under her feet, hooking the other party's ankle and pushing back.
The princess cut her feet and her whole body was smashed to the ground because of gravity!
The sound of falling to the ground instantly resounded throughout the corridor.
Princess Che didn't seem to be afraid of pain at all, and was about to stand up suddenly from the ground, but a huge force came from behind her waist, pinning her to the ground and unable to move.
Cheng Mengyun stepped on the princess with one foot, and Yinhua brought a bundle of bandages in time.
Cheng Mengyun unceremoniously restrained Princess Che's hands that were still shaking. Yinhua unrolled the bandage in a tacit understanding, and tied Princess Che's hands tightly.
The series of princesses who subdued Princess Cut just now were like flowing water, and they were held down in a few breaths.
The middle-aged man was taken aback by this change. He didn't dare to delay. He quickly ran to Cheng Mengyun's side and greeted the medical staff and the man in red behind him, and asked them to help the princess who was still struggling. Cut and hold. He himself apologized to the frightened people on the promenade one by one.
Cheng Mengyun saw that the person in charge was coming, and the men in red used big forks to hold Princess Che firmly on the ground, then took away the feet that were still stepping on Princess Che's back, and followed Yinhua back.
She looked back and found that not far away, Jian Tianyi was protecting Qiaoqiao behind him, Zhao Qinghan in a wheelchair, and the doctor watching curiously. Cheng Mengyun nodded in satisfaction. On the right track.
She suddenly paused, and the normal scene in front of her instantly turned into a blood-colored world. The entire white corridor and walls seemed to be soaked in blood, and the familiar teammates also turned into bloody black shadows, and everyone's faces were blurred by black lines.
【Kill them! 】
Countless meaningless words swirled in her head, trying to occupy her sanity.
Cheng Mengyun was only in a trance for a moment, and then he got used to the headache, and those external cognitions were gradually suppressed.
The blood-red world in front of him gradually returned to normal.
She frowned and looked at Princess Che, who was still howling on the ground, what kind of ability was the other party's "order and prohibition"? No wonder the middle-aged man said not to touch each other, just a touch, and her head was force-fed by the other party.
"What's wrong?" Yinhua asked her a little nervously. He had been paying attention to Faxiao just now, for fear that she would get hurt. He noticed Faxiao's abnormality just now.
"No," Cheng Mengyun felt that it was not a big deal, "it's just like eating poisonous mushrooms, and I had some hallucinations."
The alarm rang in Yinhua's head, and he directly said to the middle-aged man who was walking towards them: "What's wrong with your deputy team leader? Why can't she touch people?"
The middle-aged man did not expect that Yinhua would get straight to the point. Before he came, his face was ashen, and because of his good hearing, after hearing Cheng Mengyun's words, his expression changed suddenly: "What is the hallucination? Are there any other things in your head? It’s not the words you came up with yourself, but the words from outside are repeating?”
Seeing the other party's serious expression and serious tone, Cheng Mengyun hesitated for a moment and then confessed, repeating what he saw and what he heard just now.
The middle-aged man's face immediately turned ugly: "Oops! We have to take you to the counseling room immediately."
When Cheng Mengyun saw that the other party was going to pull her away, she hurriedly took a few steps back, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Before that, please explain what is wrong with your deputy team leader. What does it mean that I have these hallucinations?"
The middle-aged man saw that he didn't make it clear that the other party would not go away, and he was so anxious that he was sweating: "The deputy team leader's ability is called [order and prohibition], and he can input instructions for many things, and even make decisions that violate instinct. Those things had to be followed. It was okay at the beginning, but we didn't expect that the deputy team leader used too many abilities, which would cause serious sequelae. This sequelae is very troublesome, and we call it 'assimilation'.
"For example, if you give an order to zombies: 'The same kind can be eaten', those zombies will devour each other, but at the same time, the deputy leader's thinking and behavior will assimilate with the zombies, because it is inevitable to be in harmony with the zombies when inputting instructions. Thoughts are interoperable, although that kind of brainless thing only has bloodthirsty in its head. Once the sub-leader's abilities are used too much, it will assimilate with the things that have given orders." The middle-aged man frowned into a "chuan" Character.
He pointed to Princess Che who had calmed down after being sedated on the ground: "Her current state is the result of multiple assimilation and mixing, and because she used abilities on zombies before, she will become like zombies." The same, it is aggressive towards human beings. Usually it will be cured after a day or two, but today it has worsened. When her sequelae occur, the ability will be in a state of riot, and anyone who has physical contact with her will be killed. Influence, instilled into those orders.
"There have been survivors who were affected by her riots before and self-harmed or attacked their companions, so for the sake of Xiaocheng's body, we must take you to the psychological consultation room to find a way to eliminate the leftovers left by the deputy team leader. Instructions." The middle-aged man finished speaking in one breath, his face was full of sadness, as if he had been having a headache for a long time because of the matter of the deputy team leader.
Cheng Mengyun nodded, thinking that the trouble was serious, she smiled helplessly: "Good guy, I got involved in doing a good deed."
The middle-aged man's face was full of gratitude: "We also want to thank you two. I almost hurt a nurse just now. Alas, I didn't pay attention just now and let the deputy team leader go. If something serious happens, I won't Know how to explain to the citizens."
At this time, the nurse who was locked behind a door by Cheng Mengyun poked her head out and expressed her thanks tremblingly.
Come on, know where the cloth belts for the deputy team leader's hands and feet came from, and it's probably caused by torn. Cheng Mengyun decided to take a trip with the middle-aged man, because several teammates were worried, so the team became huge.
The middle-aged man still had a sad expression on his face. After what happened in the hospital, the deputy team leader might not be able to hide it. He thought of how a few months ago when he first started working with the other party, the deputy team leader was not unreasonable even though he had a hot temper, but now he has become...
He glanced at Princess Che who was being pressed on the stretcher and kept opening and closing his mouth, as if she wanted to bite the people around him, and sighed unconsciously.
"Do you still have that hallucination?" The middle-aged man asked nervously.
Cheng Mengyun felt it: "No, everything is normal."
After the middle-aged man got the answer, he was taken aback: "Really? Don't lie to us, the deputy team leader's ability is very domineering."
After receiving Cheng Mengyun's negative reply again, the middle-aged man fell into deep thought.
After putting the princess in a single room and making sure that the other party would not escape and harm others, the middle-aged man led Cheng Mengyun and the others to the psychological counseling room.
The psychological consultation room is on the top floor, and it is a few large separate rooms. The interior is very warmly decorated. The middle-aged man walked straight to the director's ward. The psychiatrist inside is a bald old scholar who seems to have a successful career.
The other party had just sent away a patient, and there were dozens of thick files on hand, and it seemed that he was busy with work.
The old pedant wore glasses, and after listening to the middle-aged man's statement of what happened just now, he sneered: "How many times have I said, Fangchu, that evil spirit, will kill himself and the people around him sooner or later! If you are really worried about her Well, don’t let her use her abilities anymore, it’s considered a contribution to the world.”
Fangchu is the name of Princess Cut.
The middle-aged man was scolded by the other party, and he didn't dare to refute. Instead, he said helplessly: "Our combat department has already prepared to let her retire. At most, let her help when the tide of zombies comes. Usually let her stay in the training school Bringing the team members, who would have thought that her sequelae would recur today."
The old pedant smashed the pen in his hand on the table: "Still shooting? What she needs is not to stay in the battle! It is to recuperate in the hospital! The last one who was affected by the Fangchu supernatural riot is still thinking confused. If it weren't for me, He almost ended up in a mental hospital!"
The middle-aged man apologized, looked back at the rookie team, turned his head and said in a low voice to the old pedant: "We can't do anything, and it's not like you don't know, now the whole battle is full of war weariness, and many have encountered a zombie tide. All of the survivors have stress disorders. Now in the entire battle area, there are not many who are like Xiao Fang, who dare to fight and fight in the zombie tide and have strong abilities."
The old pedant kept silent. He glanced at the dozens of files on hand. He knew that there were more medical records of combat personnel in the cabinet behind him.
The middle-aged man was about to say something more, but there was a series of rapid knocks on the door of the room. A white coat stood at the door and said anxiously: "Old Jiao, something happened! Fangchu is about to assimilate completely!"
"How is that possible?! Isn't there a song, how can it be useless?" The middle-aged man burned his butt and followed the white coat with his body.
Although he just scolded Fangchu as a villain not long ago, the old pedant took some documents and ran to Fangchu's ward with the middle-aged man.
Cheng Mengyun and the others looked at each other in dismay. They thought about it and followed them.
Princess Che's ward was in a very innermost single room on the top floor, and the old pedant and the middle-aged man had hurriedly stepped into the ward. Before Cheng Mengyun and the others approached, they heard various voices coming from inside.
When they listened carefully, they found that the roar of Princess Che was indeed very similar to the sound of zombies. There were also the ticking of various instruments and the sound of people's discussions in the room.
However, there is another kind of voice inside, which sounds like it shouldn't appear here.
It was a very energetic young female voice. She was singing a song with a brisk rhythm, and the lyrics contained the beautiful scenery of the spring when the birds are singing and the flowers are blooming and the snow is melting. That song is like a sip of cool sparkling water in the midsummer, and the breeze blowing in the warm winter, so that the listeners who hear it are invigorated, as if all troubles and pains have been appeased, making people smile unconsciously.
Judging by the doped current sound, it should be the recorded singing voice.
Cheng Mengyun and the others stood outside the ward consciously. The quarrel in the room lasted for several minutes. In the end, it was quiet, and only the energetic female voice was singing.
"You can start preparing for her funeral." A male voice came from the ward.
After a long period of calm, the middle-aged man staggered out while supporting the wall. He slowly slid down the wall and sat on the ground decadently.
Cheng Mengyun and the others were newcomers, and the only one, Jian Tianyi, had just entered the base in D city yesterday, and they couldn't persuade them even if they wanted to comfort them.
The entire corridor fell silent in an instant.
On the other hand, the middle-aged man took a cigarette from his pocket and didn't smoke it. He held it in his hand, and his eyes were red.
The old pedant ran out of the ward angrily, and smashed the information in his hand on the middle-aged man's forehead: "Fangchu can still be saved! Why did those quack doctors directly sentence him to death!"
The middle-aged man seemed to have been depressed for a long time, and could not help roaring: "How to save her?! She will be assimilated into a monster in less than half an hour! Where else can we find a power user who can soothe people's spirits! Even the old base chief The songs left behind are useless, you think I am willing to watch her die!"
The old pedant straightened his glasses, and then said with great determination, "I can save me."
But the middle-aged man stood up and grabbed him: "Are you crazy!? Your ability must touch the patient's body. If you touch Fangchu, you will commit suicide!"
The two began to pull together, the middle-aged man clinging to the old pedant who was about to enter the ward.
Several doctors stood on the side, daring not to intervene in the "fight" between the two.
Finally, a person stood up and interrupted the movements of the middle-aged man and the old pedant.
"You mean, a power user who can soothe people's spirits?"
Yinhua took the suona from the backpack.
"I might try."