doomsday escape

Lao Liu was washed away, and Wang He did not loosen his ties. He asked someone to collect some blood on Lao Liu's head, cheeks and arms, and handed it to Dr. Xu for testing. He threw him on the hospital bed and arranged for a special person to take care of him.

After a few instructions, he told people to be careful to prevent accidents. He left the listless Lao Liu, tied his hands and feet and curled up on the hospital bed. Wang He hurriedly went to find Dr. Xu, who was a little concerned about the results of the blood analysis.

After a while, Dr. Xu came out with a handwritten condition list. Three-point blood samples were very different, showing severe anemia. The blood sugar content and blood lipids were much lower than that of normal people. In addition, the eosinophils exceeded several times.

Especially the blood samples obtained from the top of the head, even the color looks abnormal and a little sticky, as if there was something else mixed. Doctor Xu couldn't explain what it was.

"What are eosinophils?" Wang He knew nothing about these professional medical terms, and Dr. Xu's expression seemed to be very serious.

"Eosinophils are a type of white blood cell. You don't understand it specifically. In short, its main function is to kill bacteria and has a strong killing effect on parasites."

"Bacteria! Parasite! Do you mean..."

"I'll give him an infusion and inject antibiotics first to see if it works. If the antibiotics are ineffective, he may not be able to survive tonight..."

Dr. Xu turned around and left in a hurry, and took back several bottles of potions in a short while, and grabbed every minute and every second to start treatment for Lao Liu. As a doctor, all he could do was to do was to save every life with all his strength.

The transparent medicine liquid slowly flowed through the infusion tube into Lao Liu's blood vessels that were abrupt because of his thinness. It seemed that he was anxious. Dr. Xu adjusted the speed of the drip several times, but Lao Liu seemed to be unable to detect it and had no reaction.

His expression was painful and dull, his thin body and his seemingly larger head seemed very disproportionate. His head, which had just shaved his hair, was covered with a layer of black.

"That hair has also been tested. Your suspicion is correct. Those things are indeed not hair."

"What the hell is that?" Although he guessed that there was a problem, Wang He knew nothing about the answer and was extremely curious about it.

"4O3, uric acid."

"Uric acid?"

Upon hearing this, Wang He was stunned. The uric acid on his head was growing? Shouldn't that thing be emitted from the bottom? How could it pop up from his head? Searching for the memory's perception of uric acid, it seemed that there were only words such as purine, gout, etc.

"Uric acid is the main excrement of birds, reptiles and insects." Seeing that Wang He seemed to not understand very well, Dr. Xu explained.

"Oh!" Wang He nodded suddenly with great enlightenment, and suddenly his expression changed. He looked at Lao Liu with fear and disgust: "You mean, maybe it's not a parasite?"

"I don't know what it is, but there is no electricity here and there is a lot of equipment that can't be used, so it's a bit difficult to check."

"There is no electricity?" Wang He turned his head and looked at Ding San. Ding San bowed knowingly and ran out of the room. Just when Wang He sighed that Wang Bo dared to pinch the doctor's electricity in order to restrict others, the light in the room lit up.

"This is fast enough..."

There are also windows in the basement, and there are rows of narrow grid windows upside the wall. They can barely rely on these small windows to illuminate during the day, and can only use everything that can shine at night, and they also need to save use.

With electricity, all kinds of machines were moved in, and Wang He couldn't help anything else, so he just put his strength in the house with his help. When Ding San, who was standing by, saw the power shown by Wang He, his eyes changed slightly.

From the beginning of disdain and helplessness to the ordinary and admiration, in addition to the constant defense in his eyes, now he has some fear and fear.

He understood that just by comparing strength, he was no longer a match for Wang He.

As the device was powered on, various indicators of Lao Liu's body appeared clearly on several monitors, and Dr. Xu's expression became solemn, which accelerated his hands.

Wang He, who was beside him, could only watch him go in and out, busy, or recorded something, and did not answer questions. The bored Wang He picked up a stethoscope and started playing with it.

He put on his earplugs, pinched the auscultation head in his hand and rubbed it gently back and forth. His eyebrows were frowned and he looked at Lao Liu on the hospital bed. His eyes suddenly appeared, as if he was calculating something.

When Wang He's eyes were focused on Lao Liu's head and thoughtful, the originally quiet Lao Liu suddenly began to tremble, as if he was having epilepsy, with black foam in his mouth and trembling violently.

Seeing that Lao Liu might hurt him at any time, Dr. Xu hurriedly stepped forward and pressed the other person. However, his seemingly thin body was astonishingly powerful, and Dr. Xu could not control himself.

Seeing this, Ding San also came forward to help, and the guards and nurses around him also came forward together. For a moment, the bedside was in chaos.

Only Wang He, who was stunned, did not move. He looked at the crowd's busy look and had no intention of going forward to help. Instead, he suddenly put the auscultation head in his hand on Lao Liu's head.

After a long time, Wang He suddenly said, "Let him go, I'll do it!"

After saying that, he pushed the people around him away and pulled out the needle for the infusion. Dr. Xu was immediately anxious. Just as he was about to have an attack, he saw Wang He looking at him and pointing at Lao Liu. What was strange was that Lao Liu became quiet like this.

"Why is this?" Doctor Xu widened his eyes. Is it because of drug allergy? But the symptoms don't look the same.

"Here, listen." Wang He handed the stethoscope to Dr. Xu and pointed at Lao Liu's huge head.

Dr. Xu took the stethoscope for no reason, put on the earplugs and his face turned weird. All he heard was a "buzzing" sound in his ears, which made people feel goosebumps.

"What's the sound?"

Wang He rolled his eyes and asked, "You are a doctor, would you ask me?"

Dr. Xu was stunned when he heard this. This was the first time he had heard such movements after being a doctor for so many years, and it was still in his brain.

"You just said that the black stockings on his head were uric acid, and were the main excrement of birds, reptiles and insects. I now suspect that he has no parasites at all, but something even more terrible."

"What would that be?"

Wang He looked at him speechlessly: "B-ultrasound, can you tell if you look at it?"

"But the skull..."

"Look at his head..." Wang He interrupted Dr. Xu, pointed at Old Liu's huge head with some fleshy sac, and said with a grudge: "Just just need to see under his scalp, can't you see this?"

"Yes, yes..." Doctor Xu wiped his cold sweat, turned around and took someone to get the machine. After a while, the picture in Lao Liu's head finally appeared on the monitor.

The picture is pitch black. If you look closely, you can see countless small particles, still squirming. These long particles almost fill the skull and scalp. Occasionally, you can see something flashing by.

"What is this?" Doctor Xu was stunned. The two assistants almost spit it out. Even Ding San felt disgusted. The few people immediately started to discuss it. The originally quiet ward was a big fuss.

"Shut up!" Wang He shouted loudly, asking several people to help them all out, and stood at the door, leaving only Doctor Xu and Ding San, then said, "I look like mosquitoes."

Others may not see it, but Wang He has excellent dynamic vision. He flashed through others' eyes or could not see what it was, but he could see it very clearly in his eyes. The mosquitoes that instantly jumped in his head.

"Mosquito? How is this possible..." Doctor Xu was about to refute, but when he saw the long and small particles squirming on the picture, a noun popped up in his mind.

"Mosquito larvae"

He lay on the monitor, carefully identified it, and after a moment he had to admit: "It's indeed a mosquito..."

"It was probably the mutated mosquitoes that attacked them without everyone's knowledge, penetrated into their bodies and began to reproduce in large quantities. Only Lao Liu escaped by chance, but it was beyond help in seeing this..."

"How did you decide there is no help?" Dr. Xu interrupted Wang He with anger. Wang He sighed and shook his head. This brother Xu is too idealistic. To put it nicely, it is called a doctor's kind heart, but it is not nice. This is the Holy Mother bitch.

"Think about it, why does it have so long, so much uric acid like hair? How much excretion can a mosquito have? How many uric acid does it take to do it? How long does it take to breed so many mosquitoes from Lao Liu back to now?"

Regardless of Dr. Xu, who was speechless, Wang He continued, "There is so much uric acid that it can hold the head so big, and it squeezes out of the hair follicles to create the illusion of hair. Do you still want to say he can save it?"

"Then...what else who has not come back? Will the fate of Lao Liu? Or even worse?" Ding San suddenly interrupted. For him, he didn't care at all. What he cared about was the life or death of the young master Wang Chong.

"There are many dangers."

Wang He replied firmly, turned to face Ding San, and said with a serious expression: "Regardingly speaking, there shouldn't be mosquitoes in winter, but this catastrophe has happened, and you have also seen Lao Liu's appearance. How likely do you think other people are to survive?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the instruments connected to Lao Liu's body collectively heard the alarm of "BiBi". It turned out that Lao Liu, who had breathed a sigh of relief just now, had completely died.

"Maybe the injected drugs stimulated these mosquitoes, which accelerated his death."

Hearing Wang He's words, Dr. Xu's face darkened, and Wang He patted his shoulder: "Don't blame himself, he will not live long."

"But..." Doctor Xu was going to say something. Wang He's face changed and he pulled him back a few steps. He saw that Lao Liu, who was already dead, suddenly trembled, his head swayed back and forth a few times, and countless black bugs crawled out of his eyes, nostrils and mouth.

"Buzz" dense mosquitoes came out and rushed towards the three of them.