Dead silence.

In the office in the hospital building, except for the wailing outside the door, there was only this dead silence.

In the dead silence, Liancheng froze on the spot, already sweating profusely.

A few minutes ago, the intercom suddenly came through, and the subordinate reported in a panic, as if he had seen a ghost: "Priest, something bad is going on. There is..."

Then, the signal was suddenly cut off.

Immediately afterwards, there was a terrifying loud noise and roar that shook the entire Shixu.

Looking out from the window, the entire outer wall of the outpatient building had cracks and cracks, and the office where his trusted subordinates were located was filled with smoke and corpses in a mess.

What the hell? What the fuck happened?

Something bad is going to happen, you tell me!

What happened?

But no matter how much he urged and asked questions on the intercom, no one responded.

Are everyone dead?

What happened, and why suddenly...

Then, all of a sudden, he was sweating profusely and froze in place. An incredible conclusion came to his mind: Could it be that the security bureau is calling?

So fast?

How did they break through the barrier of Shixu and come in?

That’s not right, why!

Where did they get the courage?

How dare they risk the time ruins exploding in the center of Yacheng and forcibly open the time ruins from the outside?

Besides, I didn’t see any super strong person from Haizhou appear.

The moment he reacted, he instinctively wanted to get up and rush to the scene, but then he stopped in place, dripping with cold sweat: No, if it is someone from the Security Bureau, then the current office is a trap.

Attract yourself into the trap!

Fortunately, there is a pollution isolation and blockade in the inpatient building, and unauthorized outsiders cannot enter. This is my most important protection and support now.

What’s more, he still has the great power given by the Lord, so he may not be able to kill anyone with a sword!

After finally regaining his composure, Liancheng sat down again, looked up at the huge wailing sarcoma and countless faces in the hall, and felt calm.

Soon, the intercom rang again, with a cry in it.

It's another backup machine.

"Priest, officiant, it's bad!"

The subordinate who escaped because he hid in the morgue and concocted the blood soul of the Chosen One to make tools reported in panic: "They are all dead, all are dead, except me..."

"Tell me the important point!" Liancheng interrupted him impatiently, "Who did it, how did it happen, and how many people did it!"

"It's... it's an outsider who came from behind. He..."

"one?"

Liancheng's voice rose, interrupting him: "Are you sure, there is only one?!"

"Yes, one! Lao Kong took people to kill him, but for some reason they all were killed and a bomb was stuffed into Lao Kong's belly..."

The subordinates who had already fallen into confusion gave confusing reports: "No, there is also that person named Xie. They may..."

"Okay, I get it!"

Liancheng interrupted impatiently, not wanting to hear any more.

one person?

Regardless of how Kong Yebai and the three of them died inexplicably at the hands of an outsider, a bomb wiped out all of his team and all his subordinates?

Seriously? Are you really not kidding?

What kind of bomb is that? A phlogiston bomb from the army? Or is it mixed with poisonous ingredients or is it radioactive?!

waste!

They are all a bunch of fucking trash!!!

At this moment, Liancheng clearly understood the sequence of events. Except for the luck that the security bureau did not arrive, he was completely furious. This bunch of shit who couldn't support the wall were actually blamed by a bomb?!

It's a shame that I still have high hopes for them.

I used to beat my chest and say that I would offer my heart to the Order, but I still didn't believe it. But now, as soon as a bomb is pulled, you guys immediately offer your heart, right?

No way? No way? No way? Forget about the believers, you fucking bunch of shits don’t believe that you can go to heaven and enjoy eternal bliss after the death of the sect, right?

It's just like...a joke!

Anger, shame, fear and panic were mixed together. Liancheng's expression twitched and gradually became ferocious: "The matter has reached this point, there is no point in talking more."

He said: "Go and prepare yourself. Tonight, we will release the beasts on the second floor."

Since the outpatient building is no longer safe, clean out all those who are in the way!

The plan is about to succeed.

The power of the Lord is about to come to this time of ruins, take root and sprout, and will spread all over Yacheng and Haizhou. At this critical moment, there must be no more trouble!

"But...but..." the voice on the other end trembled.

"But what?" Liancheng asked indifferently: "Are you going to disobey my order?"

"I don't dare, I absolutely don't dare!"

The subordinate responded in horror: "I will obey my order, I will obey my order!"

Communication is cut off.

In the dead silence of the room, only the sound of rough breathing was left.

Liancheng looked coldly at the buildings outside the window, his mind spinning.

one?

No, there is definitely more than one, and there should be someone named Xie behind the scenes who is instigating and participating.

That damn guy...

If he wants to cause trouble, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome. But there is no need to worry for now. Unless he is crazy, he will never dare to get close to the immortal disease.

Among the Nine Evils, Bai Guan's love for the chosen ones of the vortex system is well known. Once the shadow of Bai Guan is seen, one day, the chosen ones who long for the essence of life and eternity will enter the pavilion of eternal happiness.

go.

Without exception!

At this moment, after Liancheng made up his mind, he finally felt a little more relaxed.

He took a deep breath and rearranged his appearance.

However, in this dead silence filled with wailing, a crisp voice suddenly sounded.

Knock on the door.

It was so harsh, like a steel needle, that it made Liancheng feel chills in his heart.

He took a deep breath and opened the door.

Then he saw the dean, who was swollen and rotting like a drowned person. An exaggerated smile appeared on his face covered with pus, looking at him.

Liancheng forced a smile: "What's the matter, Dean?"

"Something happened, everyone, let's have a meeting."

The dean clapped his hands, and behind him, one after another strange figures emerged from the darkness and came out, with faces covered with scars and distortions, all laughing with the same enthusiasm.

Under the flickering lights, flickering shadows danced between the smiles, outlining ferocious arcs.

But what finally came out was an...unexpected young face.

Also with a smile.

But he is so amiable, full of kindness and gentleness, which makes people admire and trust him.

Nodding slowly towards him.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the latest newcomer who has just been introduced by Director Qian and joined our special treatment team of the Department of Infectious Diseases."

The dean enthusiastically waved behind him and said to the newcomer: "He came a few weeks earlier than you, so he is considered your senior. Come and say hello to your senior."

"OK."

Ji Jue nodded, looked back at Liancheng, and extended his hand enthusiastically.

Waiting for his response.

But inexplicable suffocation and panic suddenly emerged from Liancheng's heart at this moment. He was so frightened that for a moment, his eyes seemed to be filled with flowers, and the gentle smile disappeared. What was left was only a picture of countless blood and residual spirits.

beneath the face of eternally burning bones.

But then, all illusions seemed to disappear quickly.

Only Ji Jue's outstretched palm remained.

Wait quietly.

There is no wavering, as if you can wait until the sea withers away and the rock is broken, and the rock does not shift.

Until Liancheng finally came to his senses, his palm twitched slightly and he slowly raised it.

But before he could reach out, that hand reached out enthusiastically and took his five fingers in his hand.

Such enthusiasm, and such strength.

It's like a hydraulic pliers sending its first greetings to the person about to commit violence!

"Hello, officiant."

Ji Jue's right hand suddenly tugged, pulling him forward a step, spreading his arms enthusiastically, hugging him so intimately. Just like that, he patted his shoulder, talked in his ear, and told him:

"You're next."

Liancheng's expression instantly stiffened, and he couldn't restrain himself from convulsing.

But Ji Jue's palm finally let go.

He took the initiative and took a step back. After completing his greetings, he returned to the dean's side.

Look at him.

In the moment of looking at each other, between the two stiff or calm smiles, the eyes were different.

Anger and shock, coldness and malice.

Flow silently.

Soon, it fell silent.

Liancheng smiled reluctantly, but behind his back, his right hand, which had almost lost all feeling in the severe pain, clenched angrily, and veins popped out.

Fuck, fuck, fuck...

He lowered his head.

The murderous intention and anger that was about to explode were gathered together.

Just like that, he merged into the team.

.

Liancheng even forgot how he got to the conference room.

Along the way, in the midst of fear and rage, his mind seemed to be completely empty for a moment, and he followed the arrangements like a zombie.

Like everyone else, he listened to the speeches and instructions, and applauded step by step.

Finally, I took out the manuscript I had prepared long ago and made a report. My voice was a bit hollow and intermittent, and it no longer had the impassioned tone it once had.

"To sum up, after using the new treatment, the patient's condition has made gratifying progress..."

But just when everyone was listening intently and applauding happily, another harsh noise appeared.

"Ahem, wait a minute."

For a moment, Liancheng's report was interrupted, and there was a dead silence in the entire conference room. Everyone looked over with dissatisfaction, frowning slightly, and looked at the newcomer who interrupted his speech without knowing the height of the world.

"Sorry, I know it's inappropriate to speak at this time, but as a doctor, I must be responsible for the patient's condition."

Ji Jue raised his hand, straightened the front of his white coat, and asked seriously: "I only have one question..."

He paused and looked at everyone solemnly:

"Is this treatment really effective?"

For a moment, in the brief silence, Liancheng's face became even more ugly. Without waiting for others to speak, he took the lead in refuting: "Everyone has seen this with their own eyes, can it be fake?

If you don’t know anything, then don’t waste everyone’s time here. Every minute and every second you delay, patients are suffering!”

Seizing this critical opportunity, Liancheng took the lead and wanted to drive this guy out of the special team in one go.

As soon as he said this, all the doctors participating in the meeting nodded.

It was obvious that he had already understood the patient's large withered limbs and rotten condition.

But before Liancheng could speak again, Director Qian had already raised his head and reprimanded indifferently: "You are a newcomer, just come here with ears and eyes, and study hard.

This is not the place for you to talk!"

Liancheng's originally angry expression was slightly stagnant. At this moment, Director Qian's words were not so much a rebuke, but rather... like a return of protection?

Seriously?

Even he himself was amused by such a conjecture. How could the aberrations in Time Ruins take the initiative to protect an outsider? How ridiculous!

But Ji Jue didn't seize this opportunity at all and gave it up as soon as it was good.

Instead, he flipped through the files and reports in his hands and said calmly: "But until now, not a single patient has been cured, right?"

As soon as the words were spoken, deathly silence came again.

Then, Ji Juecai continued: "Although everyone is stuck together and it is difficult to distinguish each other, this is exactly the problem, right?

How can we judge that such a treatment is effective, rather than adding to the suffering of the patient?"

For a moment, the conference room, which was originally filled with anger and unhappiness, was filled with tiny whispers, and even doubts and wavering.

"I said-"

Director Qian raised his voice, and bloodshot eyes appeared in his dark eyes: "This is not the place for you to talk! If you do this again, get out of here!"

"Wait a minute, Director Qian."

At this time, the one who spoke was the dean who had been silent from beginning to end. His bloated face that looked like he was looking down in deep thought slowly raised his head, causing the entire conference room to fall into solemn silence.

"Your worries are indeed justified. However, today's treatment methods have surpassed many previous attempts and have achieved many results.

Even if there is no success so far, I believe it is only temporary. After all, the disease goes away like a thread, and the patient has been suffering from terminal illness for so many years and it is difficult to recover. We must be patient."

He paused for a moment, and on his inhuman face, several eyes slowly opened wide, shining with cold light, staring at Ji Jue, and his voice became cold:

"It's just that, after you have said so much, do you have any suggestions? You might as well bring it up and let us discuss it with each other."

Director Qian's expression changed slightly.

He seemed to want to speak, but in the eyes of the dean, he finally shut his mouth.

Under the gaze of all the cold eyes, Ji Jue remained calm as usual, even smiling.

"I can't speak highly of you. I just have a small suggestion."

He raised a finger and said, "As everyone said, the patients have been sick for too long, and it is difficult to recover. The disease disappears like silk, and it is not easy to cure it, etc..."

After a brief pause, his smile became more and more warm: "But if that's the case, then why not find a mild case to try?"

"..."

The dean was stunned for a moment.

"Find a mild disease and treat it with today's methods."

Ji Jue opened his hands openly and looked around at the many astonished expressions: "As long as it can be cured smoothly, doesn't this mean that the treatment method is credible and effective?"

"It's total bullshit!"

Liancheng couldn't restrain himself and became furious. He slammed the table and stood up. He pointed at Ji Jue and cursed: "All the patients are gathered together. Suddenly, where can I find..."

But before he finished speaking, his heart suddenly felt cold.

In other words, it's completely cool.

Too bad...

"Isn't this simple?"

Ji Jue came over, smiled, and looked at him, full of admiration, expectations and wishes: "Of course whoever proposes the treatment method will prove it!"

Liancheng was stunned, frozen in place, and was about to speak when he heard Ji Jue's voice following closely behind him.

"Or is it that, as a doctor, you don't have the confidence to practice your own treatment methods yourself?!"

Ji Jue stood up slowly, put his hands on the table, and came closer.

Across this too-narrow table, he finally took a closer look, smiled to himself, and finally asked: "Is it possible that you don't even have the confidence in your own heart?"

"How is that possible!"

Cold sweat broke out from Liancheng's back instantly, and he subconsciously glared and scolded, as if to build up confidence in himself. Then, he wanted to change the topic or the point of contact, and then pull this damn guy into the water.

"Can……"

There was nothing more to say. Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Jue.

But this time, what Ji Jue said made him unbelievable.

It's like understanding his difficulties.

From his perspective he said:

"Indeed, clinical trials are not such a hasty matter after all. It is impossible to suddenly ask the doctors who proposed the plan to verify it. This is too stringent."

After Ji Jue finished speaking, he turned back and looked at him, as if suddenly enlightened: "Wait a minute, are you trying to say... Whoever raised the doubt should verify it, right?"

Liancheng's face instantly turned red, and he was furious like never before.

You ▇ got a ▇! I ▇ you ▇! You got a ▇▇!

Everything you and others say are my words! Everything they say is my words!!!

If this was not a conference room, Liancheng might have rushed over in his rage.

But even this step was expected by the other party?

When his heart gradually sank to the bottom, he heard Ji Jue's speech again and froze in place.

First there was doubt and confusion, then confusion and doubt, and finally what emerged was fear!

Because Ji Jue said:

"OK."

Opposite him, the kind face smiled again, nodded, and told him: "No problem, okay, I accept it, how about just like this?"

"I am willing to accept the vaccination of the immortal disease with you, as a control group using a placebo according to the clinical trial."

Ji Jue spread his arms, as if bathed in the non-existent holy light, and devoted everything he had to the white tower piously and solemnly.

This is the sacrifice of Isaac, the burnt offering of Abraham!

In order to cure the patient, in order to allow the patient to enjoy a peaceful death and end.

The new doctor took the initiative to stand up and accept the in vivo experiment. He stood on the moral high ground, looked down, and finally asked: "In this case, you have no objection, right?"

Liancheng was still stiff and completely petrified, with only his eye sockets beating continuously, unable to restrain himself, and his expression twitching.

But in this dead silence, there were sounds of sobbing.

Crying and choking.

Tears fell slowly.

It was the dean, but not just the dean. At this moment, everyone was in silence, lowering their heads, and blood and tears slowly flowed down their faces.

I have been moved beyond words!

"There are talented people in every generation, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."

"Old, old."

"Director Qian, you did a good job, a good job!"

"You have trained a good doctor!"

In the conference room, the deformed doctors wept and choked, their expressions changing with relief, admiration, approval, sigh... Involuntarily, they applauded this great sacrifice!

Finally, a pair of passionate eyes looked back.

Looking towards...

Liancheng.

Liancheng opened his mouth several times, but no words came out.

Already, my eyes are about to burst!
Chapter completed!