Two Thousand & Thirteen

Chapter 63 Antibodies

    Aircraft carrier Ningyuan:

    The doctor took out the bullet and threw it into the steel pan, with a clang sound.

    The rubber tube sucked the blood from Zheng Feihu's mouth, and he sewed needles. The bandage was wrapped, and no anesthesia was administered the whole time. As soon as he got off the operating table, Zheng Feihu bare his muscular upper body, stood up with difficulty, and said, "Communicator."

The doctor said, "Major General, we still need to test whether you are infected by the virus."

    Zheng Feihu put his arms on the blood drawing chair, signal the medical staff to check, take the communicator and press it, with a hoarse voice: "Transfer to Lieutenant General Meng Jianguo of the United Front Work Department."

The female voice in the communicator: "Please wait a moment, general, I will transfer it to you now. Please take it."

    Meng Jianguo's voice: "Feihu, please tell me."

    Zheng Feihu briefly explained the situation, and finally said: "The attending doctor suggested injecting dormant serum to Meng Feng. It was my fault, and the reason for the mutation is not yet clear."

 There was a long silence over the communicator.

    "Understood." Meng Jianguo said: "Come back, I will personally resolve this matter."

   

July 2, 2013.

    We returned to the high seas base.

    I saw the reconstructed central map of the sixth district, all the red dots are densely distributed, converging towards the central area of ​​the mainland. The percentage of rescued population reached 91%.

    Lai Jie went back to K3 to report that the Hurricanes were resting in the sixth area.

    July 28, 2013.

    No one came to me, they were all busy with their own affairs, Zheng Feihu asked me to fill in the detailed process report from Meng Feng's injury to the time after the virus was controlled, and brought Lai Jie to the United Front Work Department to report.

    Zheng Feihu told me: self-adjustment.

    Lai Jie said: This battle is not over yet, don't be depressed, don't be pessimistic.

    But I can't just sit in the room and face the blank walls and ceiling every day. When I close my eyes, Meng Feng is in front of me. I don't know how much self-awareness he still retains, whether he is thinking of me.

    Don't be depressed, don't be pessimistic?

    I made countless assumptions and overturned them again. No one dared to say it in front of me, but in fact, everyone knew very well that Meng Feng would never come back.

    Even if the virus is cleaned up, his body has already been corroded and turned into a corpse. Just like Andre, who is not conscious at all, maybe there is some vaccine, the serum can neutralize the toxins in his body? However, his internal organs have changed - just like Andre, there is a monster living in his body.

    He is trying his best to resist this monster, fearing the feeling of being manipulated, and trying every means to break free from this painful situation. He always insists on himself, does not want to lose himself, and hopes to return to me one day, so he said: "Liu Yan, come save me."

    Instead of: Liu Yan, forget me.

    I must go back, but where is he? I have to find a way to talk to Meng Jianguo. I don't believe that everyone has given up hope. At this time, they should have a plan, but everyone is hiding it from me.