Chapter 578: Not yet the worst time

The woman lying on the bed tied with ropes, missing a leg, suddenly opened her eyes from a deep sleep!

If it were the kind of slow opening of sleepy eyes like waking up, one wouldn't feel anything. But opening them suddenly, staring round, and then cooperating with the current environment and atmosphere, it looked very scary, especially since the eyeballs didn't move, just staring straight at the ceiling, with bloodshot branches on the edge of the whites of the eyes, very suffocating! Zhang Su's insight was so keen that perhaps he didn't expect such a thing to happen, so he didn't capture the movement of Qiu Hui's eyelids. One second she was sleeping quietly, and the next 0.01 second she opened them. He grabbed Duan Wuhu and hurriedly retreated two steps, pulling a relatively safe distance.

The scene was quiet, and the air solidified.

Zhang Su was holding Duan Wuhu's arm and could feel it trembling slightly, obviously in fear in his heart. He wasn't very afraid, because his hearing was superb, and he could clearly hear the strong beating of Qiu Hui's heart, "thump, thump, thump."

Since there was a heartbeat, it must not be a zombie, but it could be a more outrageous existence, so he should be careful.

"Zhang, Zhang Brother, this is... fraud, corpse fraud, or zombie transformation?"

Duan Wuhu was so nervous that he stuttered.

"Hey! It moved, it moved!"

Without waiting for Zhang Su's response, Duan Wuhu saw Qiu Hui slowly turn her head, and her eyes also aimed over. That cold gaze was even colder than the air outside the house, stinging his nerves.

If he could, he would quite like to leave here. Although zombies were cruel, they were all on the surface. What was this now? Mental torture?

"Zhang, Brother Zhang."

Suddenly, Qiu Hui spoke, accompanied by a hoarse voice. Her eyes also changed from a cold state to dead silence. The skin on her face twitched, and her chapped lips bled, staining her teeth red. She opened her mouth with difficulty and calmly: "Am I, am I going to die?"

"I see you're living quite vigorously. Do you have any special feelings?"

The heavier the atmosphere, the more Zhang Su liked to use a relaxed tone to ease it.

The facts proved that the effect was good. Qiu Hui's sad expression paused, the dead air in her eyes slowly faded, and then she opened her mouth and said slowly.

"I'm so miserable. I can't feel cold, and I can't feel heat. I just feel numb all over. The world I see has turned black and white. My head hurts so much, I can't move. It hurts as if ten thousand needles are pricking."

The feeling of numbness wasn't as common as pain and itching. Most of the time, it was just numbness in hands and feet caused by pressure, and it didn't feel particularly uncomfortable. But if it rose to a certain degree and covered the whole body, it was very painful! "It sounds very uncomfortable. It's very brave of you to persist!"

Zhang Su couldn't explain the strange symptoms and could only comfort her, then cut straight to the theme: "Do you know your specific situation now? According to the observations of Dr. Fu and the others, you will repeat between normal and... uh, and losing consciousness. I heard that you don't have memory during the time you lose consciousness?"

"No, I have."

Qiu Hui tilted her head blankly, looking at Zhang Su, and gave a different answer.

Zhang Su was stunned and puzzled: "You hid the situation before?"

Qiu Hui nodded slightly, with sad colors flashing in her eyes.

"Sister, that's not right." Duan Wuhu saw that the other party looked like a human and was no longer nervous, so he persuaded: "If you don't tell us the real situation, it's very difficult for us to help you."

Qiu Hui didn't speak, just shook her head.

Zhang Su saw she had unspeakable difficulties and it wasn't suitable to dig deep for the time being, so he said: "Then can you talk about the situation when you lose consciousness now?" "I can tell you." Qiu Hui's mouth opened and closed like a puppet: "My head hurts to the point I can't bear it, and then I will suddenly lose control of my body. At that time... all feelings are normal. I will hurt, I will be cold, and my internal organs will twitch. I don't know what power is controlling my body, and I don't know what that power wants to do."

"Then how do you get rid of that state in the end?"

Zhang Su asked.

If she could get rid of the crazy state autonomously, it wasn't considered bad.

Qiu Hui didn't speak, just moved her gaze to Duan Wuhu's face.

Duan Wuhu saw Qiu Hui looking at himself and understood her meaning, helplessly saying: "Inject a dose of sedative, and then it settles down. So far, it has been injected three times. It hasn't shown drug resistance, and the dosage hasn't increased."

Zhang Su rubbed his forehead: "Could it be that the dosage was large enough originally, so even if drug resistance is produced, it can still be controlled..."

In the current sloppy conditions, it was very normal to not control the dosage well. For example, one sleeping pill was enough to fall asleep, but every time he took a dosage slightly less than the lethal dose, even if the resistance was improved every time he took medicine, it was still far from the dosage itself.

"This... maybe."

Duan Wuhu spread his hands in great embarrassment and gave Qiu Hui an apologetic smile. He seemed to understand a bit why Qiu Hui wanted to hide the situation from Fu Weijun.

During the whole treatment process, Qiu Hui wasn't treated as a patient, but more like an experimental subject. No one respected her thoughts, and no one took care of her feelings.

"Brother Zhang, I've heard of lethal injection. Does the camp have such conditions? Might as well arrange it for me. I don't want to live anymore."

Qiu Hui begged Zhang Su for death very sadly.

"It's not yet the time to be so pessimistic!" Zhang Su waved his hand, his voice low: "You just said that you only lost control of your body after your headache reached the limit. Then if you are injected with a small dose of analgesic at ordinary times to suppress the headache, will the problem be solved?"

Qiu Hui smiled miserably: "No need to be so troublesome, Brother Zhang. I know you've all tried your best, but I feel like I'm a zombie now. Many feelings have disappeared, and there is no hope in living. Might as well die, so as not to waste food."

Hearing Qiu Hui's words, Zhang Su suddenly frowned. It wasn't because of her pessimism, but because he noticed other content.

"Qiu Hui, let me ask you, besides the headache, numbness all over, and dull touch, what else is different from before? Tell me about any differences."

Hearing Zhang Su suddenly become serious, Duan Wuhu was a bit surprised.

Qiu Hui didn't have so many thoughts. She only felt that Zhang Su was a good person and didn't give up on her even at this point, so she endured the headache and said: "Besides those symptoms, I feel my nose is more sensitive, I can smell many smells I couldn't smell before, and there is no taste in my mouth..."

Enhanced sense of smell, loss of sense of taste—a very discordant conflict.

"Then... I feel full of strength all over, just my head hurts terribly, I..."

Speaking of this, Qiu Hui's headache seemed to become more and more intense. Her fists outside the rope circle were clenched tightly, and the ropes around her were creaking.

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