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Lu Yan stood in front of the door, quietly waiting for the staff to help him open the door of the ward.

The system is chatting with him:

Lu Yan thought for a moment: "That's\u002660312;\u00268204;unfortunate."

There was neither \u002659631;\u00268204; regret nor \u002659631;\u00268204;\u002661318;\u00268204; regret in his tone; he just stated a fact flatly.

The system no longer speaks.

Open the door\u002661318;\u00268204;, the inside is not a ward, but a long and narrow corridor.

Every few meters you pass, there is \u002660112;\u00268204;\u002659631;\u00268204; access control.

The director handed over 07's medical records: "Mr. Lu, 07's disease is already very serious, but it has never been aggressive. And we have special protective measures. So you don't have to worry. \u002659890;\u00268204;, the ward is safe."

Lu Yan looked down at the \u002657966;\u00268204; thin piece of paper in his hand.

Subject 07 (Name: Zong Yan)

Talent: 42 karma fire

Spirit power threshold: 7200

Disease degree: 98.7

Lesion Direction: Carbonization

However, the information given by the system is another one.

Lu Yan was puzzled: "Why is \u002660112;\u00268204; missing?"

The system sneered,

"This disease is already quite dangerous," the director said with concern. "If the treatment fails, we can only consider sending it to the 12th Research Institute. Place."

In the 12th Research Institute, the legendary \u002657966;\u00268204; Apocalypse was euthanized\u002657966;\u00268204;\u002659890;\u00268204;.

Lu Yan nodded slightly.

After opening numerous checkpoints \u0026 61318; \u0026 8204;, the two finally came to the last \u0026 61318; \u0026 8204; door of the room.

The director opened the door and said, "Mr. Lu, I'll wait for you outside the door."

You need a \u002657362;\u00268204;pass card to enter and exit here, and Lu Yan doesn't have the \u002659631;\u00268204;permission.

He walked into the ward and looked up at the camera in the corner.

For safety reasons, the monitoring here is controlled by a \u002657966;\u00268204; central computer, and \u002659631;\u00268204;

07, or Zong Yan, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, sat quietly on the corner of the bed.

He lowered his head, his \u002657589;\u00268204;tail\u002659631;\u00268204;\u002660557;\u00268204;long, unable to see his expression clearly.

Zong Yan wears a test watch on his hand to monitor the degree of lesions at any time. In addition, he also "handcuffs and anklets", all of which are tied to an iron cylinder.

There are \u002659631;\u00268204; many children's favorite toys, \u002659631;\u00268204; computers and TVs in the room, and every inch of the floor is covered with fireproof mats. \u002660112;\u00268204;\u002659631;\u00268204;sprinklers every few meters.

Regarding Lu Yan's sudden visit, Zong Yan did not "59631;" give any vivid performance.

He just stared blankly at the corner of the wall, where there was\u002659631;\u00268204;a\u002659593;\u00268204;a broken guitar.

Lu Yan said: "Zong Yan."

No response.

So, Lu Yan said again: "Zero seven."

This time, 07's body trembled slightly, then "61318;" slowly raised his head, looking towards the source of the voice.

Half of this face has been burned, and the eyeballs have melted due to the high temperature. There is a layer of black lines at the junction of flesh and skin. The other red eye, which was still intact, was empty and lifeless.

For patients with such extremely high levels of pollution, Lu Yan has had several experience in treatment.

He approached Zong Yan, took off his gloves, and stretched out his hand: "\u002659593;\u00268204;Give me your hand."

Zong Yan tilted his head to look at him, and slowly "59593;" put his hand on it.

A few thin white wires protruded from Lu Yan's sleeve, and then "61318;" connected to Zong Yan's arm.

Every \u002658908;\u00268204; at this time, Lu Yan always \u002660112;\u00268204; inevitably shared the same feelings with Wang Yu.

The pollution source on Zong Yan's body didn't taste very good, like dry pork roasted for too long, it was hard to chew.

Zong Yan's blood is black. Therefore, the white translucent thin lines are inevitably dyed black.

He seemed very curious about this and moved his head to the thin line.

Zong Yan stood up, the chains on his body shaking. \u002659631;\u00268204;\u002660557;\u00268204;The thin back just blocked the surveillance view.

He turned around and held Lu Yan's hand

Palm, without saying a word, just lightly drew two numbers with his index finger: "95."

Lu Yan was stunned and subconsciously looked into the other person's eyes.

There seems to be a little more focus there, and the red eyes are no longer empty and lifeless, but have a beauty that burns like a flame.

Lu Yan realized what Zong Yan said was, "Save me."

I don’t want to go back to the institute. I don’t want to be locked up anymore.

I don’t want to watch the people I know disappear one by one.

Lu Yan's expression was still very calm.

He even curiously asked the system: "Why did Zong Yan ask me for help?"

They were just strangers meeting for the first time.

System answer:

Lu Yan still didn't speak, but quietly stared at the disease degree value on the detector.

In a few minutes, the above data slowly dropped from 98 to 96.

The system's tone was very surprising,

The system thought for a moment and continued:

Lu Yan sighed: "It sounds very troublesome, and the consequences will be very serious."

The system nodded its non-existent head,

So, Lu Yan couldn't help but look at 07 again.

The other party showed him a silly, childlike smile.

Lu Yan said to the system: "I think you must do it."

The system was silent for a moment:

It is difficult to confuse the system.

Lu Yan replied: "I didn't \u002659631;\u00268204; imitate anyone. I just thought that \u002661236;\u00268204;07 played the guitar very well, but I couldn't hear it anymore. It's a pity. And, this is my patient. .”

With that said, he withdrew his hand.

The king fish in the body was already full, its belly was bulging, and it even burped.

System thinking\u002661318;\u00268204;, answered hesitantly:

Lu Yan walked out of the ward.

Outside the door, the director's eyes were full of concern: "How is 07's situation now? Can he still be saved?"

Lu Yan nodded slightly: "Yes. Now the degree of disease has dropped to 94, but one treatment is far from enough. I \u002660112;\u00268204;stayed longer in X city\u002660557;\u00268204;."

The director was immediately overjoyed: "Okay, where do you want to live? Do you need an apartment for you? Do you want a car? Where is the nanny?"

Lu Yan thought for a moment: "No need. I usually stay in the prevention and control hospital. But I hope I can go to work in a nearby hospital."

The director thought of Lu Yan's liaison officer, Director Li's gracious advice, which probably meant that Di Ting usually had no other social and entertainment activities, and was a surgeon before becoming an Apocalypse, so "the way to relieve pressure is to perform surgery." .

The director was in awe: "I understand! I will arrange it for you tomorrow. Which department do you want to go to?"

"Emergency department." Lu Yan paused for a few seconds, "Assign a few more anesthesiologists and second assistants."

Today's human beings are not very useful. Three operations a day can make them exhausted. It is a consumable resource.

Lu Yan went to the hospital, "half of the reason was because his hands were itchy, and he really wanted to have surgery."

The other half of the reason is that in front of the nearby hospital, there is a green mailbox that has been abandoned for a long time.

With the development of time \u0026 58136; \u0026 8204; \u0026 57589; \u0026 8204;, this \u0026 60557; \u0026 8204; mailbox has gradually withdrawn from the stage of history, and seldom \u0026 59631; \u0026 8204; people \u0026 60112; \u0026 8204; send letters.

But in city x, this "mailbox" has another function.

Customers can order their own custom pigs according to their own needs by sending emails to the slaughterhouse via email.

The slaughterhouse also requires corresponding remuneration according to the difficulty of obtaining the pigs.

Before, in the ward. Lu Yan asked the system how to save Zong Yan.

The system told him:

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