"Hello, this is Dahua Tianji Hotline."

"Hello...I, I want to report the situation. I have been on that website before. I have already experienced many symptoms of brain nerve disorders..."

"Sir, please tell us your address. Our staff will come over to take you to the centralized treatment point for treatment within an hour. You can bring some personal daily necessities, but not too much. There are arrangements on the treatment point."

"I would like to ask, how to treat it specifically, whether to undergo surgery... and how many days of hospitals are required?"

"These aspects need to be determined by the doctor's diagnosis of your condition. No matter what treatment plan it is, the cost is exempt."

"What is the centralized treatment point? How many people are in a ward?"

"Military patients stay in multiple wards. The specific situation depends on the condition; each severe patient has a prefabricated single room. Don't worry, abnormal cerebral nerve disorder syndrome is not an infectious disease. There is no risk of cross-infection in multiple wards. As for the rest, our medical team will do our best."

"Oh, then come here quickly... My head hurts... There is a voice constantly ringing... My address is..."

"Okay, staff have been arranged to come to the door. Please stay at home patiently, sir."

"My head hurts so much. Come on quickly, please..."

After putting down the phone, Zhang Xiaojun pressed the top of his head with one hand in pain, but could not press the headache that was about torn. He could not hold back the scalp that was swollen and like torn. The pores of each hair seemed to flow out of blood, dripping, dripping, blood was gathering into a pool of blood.

Zhang Xiaojun still grabbed the phone with his other hand, as if he was holding a life-saving straw, so he must not let go...

Why did I just go to that enlightenment website so stupidly without thinking... I have been lucky enough to ask for help these days...

"Ah." Zhang Xiaojun wailed in pain, smashing his forehead with his mobile phone, and was extremely regretful. At this time, he just wanted to get rid of the various hazes brought by that website.

He rented a living room alone in this small living room unit. He lost his job due to the epidemic. The foreign trade company where he worked had gone bankrupt for more than a month and still owed several months of salary but he had not paid. But they couldn't find the boss to settle the score. The boss died of abnormal ossification earlier, and his family was destroyed.

There is no new job to find at all, there are layoffs, bankruptcies, closings, missing, and dead... there is no new job recruitment at all.

That website... When you think of that website, it seems that countless strange and weird scenes are coming, just like when you open the website.

I thought at most I would just pop up a scary ghost picture and a screaming sound effect... I muted the computer speakers, so why would there be...

Those roars and howlings like thousands of ghosts in purgatory rushed into his mind at that time, and from then on they were talking nonsense, what was it, what was it meaningful, and how could it calm down... instead of like now, it seemed to explode at any time...

Zhang Xiaojun collapsed on a wooden chair, constantly watching the clock of his phone change, constantly gasping for breath, and sometimes getting cold and sometimes getting hot.

The first time I felt that an hour was so long, why couldn’t those Tianji personnel come quickly? Come quickly...

Just when he was about to be unable to hold on, the doorbell finally rang, and someone knocked on the door, and a sound came in from outside the door: "Mr. Zhang, we are the medical team of the Dahua Tianji Bureau." Zhang Xiaojun hurriedly supported himself and wanted to rush over, but his shaking body could only drag him slowly, and there was a rescue, and there was a rescue...

Since seeing the news, the heart, which was blocked by fear and despair, has a glimmer of new hope and is more powerful, as if the dead wood is recovering.

Tianji Bureau, now the only one who can save him is Tianji Bureau...

I hope there is no need for surgery, and it is not a particularly serious operation. I hope this is the case and there are no sequelae left.

He is still young, only 29 years old, and has a long life, not married, and has no children... It shouldn't be possible. That website has been solved by the Tianji Bureau, and these abnormal symptoms can also be solved. There are old seals, crow seals, and there must be other more powerful technologies that have not been released...

Of course, those powerful technologies will be hidden, and this is true in all aspects, such as weapons, aircraft and ships, and it is all like this...

The inexplicable strange noise and chaotic clues made Zhang Xiaojun dizzy in front of him. He almost used all his last bit of strength to open the door.

For a moment, his heart flashed and tightened, worried that it was not the Tianji personnel outside the door, but other monsters, but he saw clearly that there were several figures wearing Tianji uniforms and someone pushing a stretcher bed. He cried with joy.

"My head hurts so much, help..." Zhang Xiaojun really cried, didn't feel embarrassed, and asked for help: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have been on that website. I shouldn't have hidden it for so long. I don't know. I thought it was just a severe cold... I really didn't know it would be so serious..."

He hasn't cried for many years, he hasn't cried after breaking up a heartbreak, hasn't cried after losing his job, and there are still many sad and depressed times that he can't cry even if he wants to cry. His life has long been numb, and it seems that no matter what the situation is, he can only sigh at most. He thinks that at worst, he will die, and his life will be boring.

He thought he had no idea about life, but he only realized that he actually wanted to live and live well.

He wants to live, help, he wants to live, even if he just lives as ordinary as before... He wants to go back to that kind of life...

Zhang Xiaojun's mind became blurred. He didn't know how he was carried onto a stretcher. He was dying and didn't bring anything with him. He just had a cell phone, but the cell phone was soon taken away by medical staff. The medical staff put a respirator on him and injected a few drips...

It seemed like he was pushed into a medical car, but he was not the only patient in the car.

Moreover, before getting on this car, there seemed to be other cars, buses, and there were many people on the convoy on the road.

Are they all people who have been on that website?

Zhang Xiaojun exhaled in discomfort, dizzy, and could hardly open his eyes. He felt dizzy when he saw anything, and his ears were buzzing like he was deaf. He couldn't hear what the doctor and nurse next to him were saying... After a while, he felt the car started moving, and there were bumps under him, which made him even more uncomfortable. His chest was so tight that he was about to vomit. I don't know if he was holding it down or he was unable to vomit, so he didn't feel even more messy.
Chapter completed!