Plague Doctor

Mist spread over the wasteland, and the wild grass swayed gloomily.

The running little girl's steps gradually slowed down, and the swing of her brown braids gradually stopped. She tiredly sat down next to a low tree. But after a while, she suddenly looked back and saw a figure approaching.

"Hello, Ellie." Gu Jun felt like he was standing in front of the short tree.

He didn't know which time and space this was, or whether it was really an illusion.

Before chasing him, he felt that this little girl was a key figure, and the ritual would not be completed until she died. But now looking at her young face, with the looming dark spots and pustules, he very much hoped that he could save this young life.

"Doctor, do you want to bleed me?" the little girl asked, her blue eyes looking very empty, "or do you want to atone for my sins by whipping me?"

These were common methods of treating the Black Death in the Middle Ages in Europe. Bloodletting was used for all diseases, and whipping patients to pray for God's forgiveness was similar.

The little girl spoke calmly, with an unusual calmness that was not consistent with her age. Her eyes were the ones on the head of the Thousand-Eyed Insect.

Gu Jun looked at his mind wavering, calm and restless fighting...

He suddenly knew that he had not yet been annihilated, and the two forces of light and darkness, the Son of Iron and the Son of Doom, were still fighting.

And he himself was still confronting the Thousand-Eyed Giant Insect.

That Thousand-Eyed Giant Insect does not only have a single soul, but is composed of many, many dead people. Maybe these deceased people still have a sense of themselves. After all, this ritual has not been completely completed, and this plague is not irreversible.

"No, none of them." Gu Jun shook his head and replied, "They are useless, they are just the product of ignorance."

"But isn't that also the beginning of a new dawn?" the little girl asked, the dark spots on her face spreading wider.

"You mean, the plague is a historical turning point." Gu Jun said, "Historical turning points are not limited to the plague. Although I am a doctor, I know that there are many better ways, such as the advancement of science and technology, such as The emergence of a drug.”

There were many thoughts surging in his mind, but his will gradually settled down.

He saw a medical kit appearing next to him. It was the medical kit of the team that had been brought into the dreamland but had not completely disappeared.

To deal with possible infections, the box contains various antibiotics.

Gu Jun opened the box and picked up a bottle of streptomycin sulfate from the box. Seeing that the little girl weighed about 15kg, he prepared the solution according to the amount of 25mg per kilogram of the child's body weight, and said: "This is Streptomycin is very effective against Yersinia pestis, the bacterium that causes the Black Death. I’ll give you two injections a day, and you’ll be better in a week or two.”

"What's the use?" The little girl's eyes were still empty, "We will all die in the end anyway."

"It is true that we will all die eventually. As doctors, our job is to make this time for others and ourselves as late as possible."

Gu Jun remembered the coachman's words, doctors are not gods, doctors are just doctors.

"You are so persistent." The little girl murmured softly, hesitating slightly, "You can obviously have the power of gods..."

"Then will my will still be free?" Gu Jun laughed out loud, "If not, then it's not me, but something else." He took the syringe, mixed the liquid, and left He went forward to give the little girl an intramuscular injection, but the little girl backed away.

"Why do you insist on those humble human natures?" The little girl's dark-spotted face showed struggle, "It is they that hinder you from reaching greatness."

Gu Jun was also thinking about this question. It was not the first time he had thought about it, and it was not the first time he had been asked this question by the Afterlife Society and the Raleye Order.

Human nature?

Some previous scenes flashed by. Whether it was an alien world, ancient times or modern times, human nature was the same.

Yes, he just saw a lot of the humble and ugly aspects of human nature, which disgusted him like pus and filth.

But...he always felt that human nature was not just like that...

Take him for example. In the past two years, he didn't act like a fool by being drunk and delaying his studies every day, but now he has turned into some kind of secret hero.

"Human nature is very complicated. It's so complicated that I'm not sure the answer to your question. Maybe I'm stupid for doing this, maybe not."

Gu Jun continued walking as he spoke, grabbing the little girl's right arm and rolling up her dirty linen sleeve, "But I don't like a world full of fear and pain. Who asked me to take the Hippocratic Oath?" Well, being a doctor is about eliminating pain."

The little girl's arms were very thin, barely more than skin and bones, and were covered with foul-smelling pustules and black spots.

“To me, the way to greatness is to eliminate as much pain as possible.”

Gu Jun carefully dipped a cotton swab into a bottle of iodophor and applied it on her arm.

"Those like Hua Tuo and William Morton are great. Did you know that before they invented and applied anesthesia and inhalation anesthesia, surgical operations for patients were tantamount to torture. With anesthesia, we humans can Use science to fight pain. Oh, by the way, anesthesia is a historical turning point and the dawn of a new era. How about this?"

He stabbed the syringe in his hand, inserted it into the little girl's skinny arm muscle, and pushed the streptomycin in the syringe in. "Compared to the world of begging for power from gods, I prefer to explore and obtain power through science." world. I won’t leave Langton’s old path.”

"Well…

..." The little girl's complexion suddenly changed, and a strange light filled her blue eyes.

A shot of streptomycin would not normally have such a rapid effect, but at this time the pustules and dark spots on her face and arms were constantly fading.

Her struggle became stronger and stronger, the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter, and hazy tears appeared...

"Doctor," she asked suddenly, her tone now taking on the tenderness of a child: "Can you save my mother too?"

Gu Jun felt a complicated and inexplicable emotion surge in his heart, and nodded: "I will try my best, I will try my best."

"My mother is a tailor in the village. She can make beautiful skirts." The little girl said with a smile, "She said that when I grow up, she will make them for me..."

Before the little girl finished speaking, Gu Jun saw the surrounding scene suddenly change. Back in the dark ocean in the Worm House, the Thousand-Eyed Giant Worm in front of him was roaring crazily. Those limbs were twisting, much slower than before, as if they had been hit hard.

Among its thousands of eyes, a pair of blue eyes on its head changed its look.

Love the Plague Doctor.