It doesn't have to be so real.

Hospital.

The two of them were filled with comfort gifts bought by the logistics department, and they squeezed into the elevator with difficulty one after another.

"How many floors?" asked Ye Jia, who was close to the elevator door.

Cheng Ce's muffled voice came from behind the fruit basket: "The highest level."

Ye Jia paused slightly.

This is a hospital that has long-term cooperation with the Administration. If you are only slightly injured during work or eroded by Yin Qi, you will often be arranged in the lower intensive care unit. Although it is separated from the ordinary ward in location, the overall difference is not big.

On the eighth floor, above the eighth floor, it is designed for patients with extremely serious situations after contact with supernatural events.

Just like treating dangerous infectious patients, they are carefully and strictly isolated.

He pressed the button on the 10th floor.

Five minutes later.

After a series of tedious inspections and identity verifications, Ye Jia and Cheng Cezhi were finally put in.

This floor is very deserted.

The ward was almost empty, and there were no nurses walking around in the corridor, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

I don’t know if it’s because the air conditioner is turned on too much, the temperature on this floor is significantly lower than that on other floors.

There were only two people sitting at the door of the ward at the end of the corridor, one left and one right. They were all wearing daily casual clothes, but the tactical bags on their waists could not deceive people.

They are all members of the Battle Section.

With such a tight manpower now, the Battle Department will actually send two members to guard a patient?

Ye Jia lowered his eyes slightly, covering the strange color that flashed through his eyes.

One of them stood up and helped them open the door.

The ward was very bright. Through a layer of isolation glass, you could see that Zhao Dong was sitting alone on the bed beside the window, with the snow-white sheets pulled to his waist. Except for looking a little thin, he seemed to be in good spirits and was looking down at a thin book.

He looked over with some surprise:

"Yejia, Xiao Cheng? Why are you here?"

They put down the condolences they held in their hands.

"Of course I'm here to see you!" Cheng Cezhi looked at the isolation glass blocking his eyes, and a worried expression appeared on his face: "Do you feel okay?"

Ye Jiaze still had that lazy expression. He raised his hand and pointed to the pile of gifts and fruit baskets that looked like hills:

"Here, I bought it from the Ministry."

"Oh, you've been spending money," Zhao Dong touched the back of his head and said in annoyance: "I've told the minister that these are really not needed... You'll take them back later..."

"No." Cheng Cezhi shook his head stubbornly: "These are all the wishes of everyone, but unfortunately I found out too late, otherwise I would definitely participate."

Zhao Dong sighed and changed the topic naturally:

"How is the Ministry?"

"It's still very busy." Cheng Cezhi's face wrinkled: "Especially..."

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, interrupted suddenly, interrupting the greetings between them:

"So, what happened to you?"

The ward suddenly fell into a brief silence.

Zhao Dong looked at Ye Jia, smiled and shook his head: "It's indeed your style."

He didn't seem to be about to hide it, but just sighed and raised his hand to lift the quilt covering his lower body.

Cheng Cezhi, who was closest to the nearest, suddenly widened his eyes:

"This...this..."

Yejia slowly stepped forward.

Below the man's waist were two swollen legs, with their skin blue-black, and the toes of the two feet were swollen and squeezed together, revealing a purple-red red that was about to explode and break. Under the uneven skin, there were dense things squirming and undulating, as if something was trying to get rid of the constraints and emerge from under his skin.

The scene was chilling.

"When I first came, I only had ankles like this."

Zhao Dong smiled bitterly:
Chapter completed!