Chapter 58: Faces in black and white photos

The setting sun reflected the sky red, and there was a strange spread.
Surgical Building completed the operation of all 624 patients of this group of patients with isrongyan disease with 82% success rate, and then let the medical staff who fought for three days have a holiday. Gu Jun, Wang Ruoxiang and other interns can also go back to their dorms to rest.
This is the first time they have walked out of the surgical building in three days. Everyone has become a dog, but these days they have shaped them better than they had in the past few years.
Cai Zixuan has already cooked a pot of beautiful and fragrant porridge of minced pork with green vegetables in the dormitory, and comforted their mouth and stomach. After eating the porridge, the tired people were gone, and they were reluctant to talk about their experiences for the past few days.
Gu Jun went to take a shower, went back to his bedroom and lay down on the bed, and wanted to sleep first.
It was just that as soon as he closed his eyes, the scenes of the past few days appeared in front of him.
The old woman's death, the little boy's death, the weird twisted limbs, the abruptly winding blood vessels, the black liquid flowing skin ...
"Hoo." Gu Jun opened his eyes and looked at the pale ceiling. The hollow is sometimes a rare beauty.
"I haven't gone crazy after spending a long time in the celestial bureau."
He murmured, growing here much faster than in medical schools and general hospitals, but the challenges he accepts are not the same thing.
Even if he consciously has some experience, his life has been ups and downs a lot, and now he is determined and clear-headed. But he just can't control the influence on his heart, and the unconscious changes happen in the subconscious, but they must be in the process of change.
Now he understands what Qiang Brother said more, the more people's inherent cognition, the heavier the shackles of the heart.
Looking at the ceiling for a while, Gu Juncai gathered his energy to manage the system.
Twenty operations in three days succeeded or failed, and the repair of Tairan's hand became the second weight of 20,000 / 30000, and his familiarity increased by a total of 13,000. His surgical contribution is getting higher and higher, but his proficiency is like this , Began to rise fast, and later became more difficult to rise.
Is still less than 10,000 proficiency can rise to the third level, if you continue this life, it will not take long.
Having seen Tairan's hand, Gu Jun then opened the surgical career list and pulled it off again. These are all valuable surgical experience, but he doesn't want to look back now.
He opened the task list again. In these three days, except for the hidden task, he completed a common task, and the reward was not received yet.
At the moment, Gu Jun pulled himself under the quilt and covered himself. He first took the box of "human anti-inflammatory drugs", which was similar to tumor-targeted drugs. It was nothing special. It was wrapped in aluminum foil, but there were 10 capsules in a row, no instructions, I can't understand the foreign language. He put this box of medicine in his pocket first and carried it close to him.
Then his mind looked at the hidden mission:
"There are mission rewards waiting to be received: blurry and old photo, click to receive your reward"
Gu Jun nodded with his thoughts, and suddenly there was a fierce and confusing light and shadow that did not know where to come into his mind. Although he had been mentally prepared, this intensity was unprecedented, so he had to hold down his hands and burst. His head sulked with pain.
At the same time above his sea of ​​knowledge, the light and shadow gradually condensed and became a photo-like thing.
"Ah ..." Gu Jun endured the pain and needed to slow down for a while. This is the most reward for his mental consumption when he receives it.
He has n’t clicked and looked carefully, he can see from a distance that this is a black and white photo, the photo paper is yellow, some mottled and blurry, and the edges are broken, it seems that this photo is very old. In the photo, there are dozens of people in four or five rows sitting or standing, facing the camera in a row. This is a group photo.
The clothes they wore looked at the long-style gowns of the Republican style that sacrificed those people in the illusion of the banyan tree ...
Is this a group photo of that organization? What age? Who are there?
Gu Jun looked at the dozens of people with blurred faces, and there was a nervousness. Will there be figures of father and mother in the group photo?
He paid attention to the background in the next photo. It seemed to be in front of a giant tree on the coast. The sea surface was very dark. The tree was intertwined, and the branches of every size were twisted and distorted ... Another banyan tree.
Paused for a while, his thoughts were finally nodded, and the black and white photo was opened and enlarged.
Gu Jun glanced at it, and suddenly a strange thunder burst in his heart, his eyes wide open.
The dozens of people in the photo, whether tall or short, strong or thin, old or young, all have the same face, the face of the withered man.
Although their face shapes are slightly different, they are only in different states under the same set of facial features. They are all very dry, their cheeks are collapsed, and some are so thin that they even sink into their eye sockets, just like skeletons. But they are all a face!
"..." Gu Jun looked at this picture in silence, this situation is not any of his previous assumptions.
Why is this happening? Is this a computer photo? No, he had an indescribable manic sensation telling him not ...
Mask? That's not a mask. surgery? Another thought popped up in his mind: "Did these people have undergone facial cosmetic surgery to reshape themselves like this?" He looked but didn't feel like it. These faces were very coordinated, and the strangeness revealed was only cold, and No deformity.
Why? He looked at them, feeling that these dozens of people were also looking at him, he counted, fifty-two.
Gu Jun recognized the red man in the sacrifice of the banyan tree illusion with the same proportion of facial features; the other fifty-one people may be those in black who were kneeling around the banyan tree.
Say that ... the "receptionist" man is not a man in red, nor is it any one of the photos, but another person.
Gu Jun thought about it, and the strange expression of the "receptionist" came up with a grin: "I'm an unimportant person, easy to deal with, someone you can see. Unlike those you can't see." Now The tone of a man who wants to come is proud and mocking ...
Because even if he saw it, he could not recognize who it was.
Then he has seen this man many times in his impressions. Are the withered men in the hazy memory really the same person?
"Laisheng Company, Laisheng ..." Gu Jun murmured several times, "What is the meaning of this name?"
He had thought about this problem many times, but he was not sure of his clue. Lai is a plant, a wild vegetable that was often eaten by the ancient poor ~ EbookFREE.me ~ says so in the dictionary.
But now looking at this photo, Gu Jun gradually got an idea, "What if" Lai Sheng "is just a loan? In fact," Lai Sheng "?"
This life, the next life, the next life ... that man's life is their incarnation.
Everyone is the same person, just as the Banyan Tree will merge all people and all living things into one life.
"Afterlife meeting?" Gu Jun murmured the name suddenly, the mania in his heart was more and more violent, and there seemed to be something tumbling deep in the subconscious.
In the next life, these people will seek strength from the sea, and call the unknown from the banyan tree ... What are they pursuing? Immortality?
Gu Jun felt that he was a lonely boat on the vast sea, trying to find the coast, and finally saw a little light from the lighthouse in the distance. He seemed to have found his direction and drove past, but he drove into nothing To the mist of the side.
He looked at this photo for a long time, and it took a long time to close it, and his eyes still had a fortitude.
"I have to find a way to trigger the illusion of this photo. What is the truth must be understood."
Gu Jun wanted to settle his thoughts, and then decided to close his eyes and go to sleep, nourish the spirit to deal with this unknown. He adjusted his breath, abandoned his distracted thoughts, and tried to make himself fall asleep ... there was silence in the bedroom. I don't know how long after that, he seemed to have fallen into a dream, it seemed ...
He heard a mysterious whisper, difficult to understand, high and low ... He seemed to be walking on the muddy road to a big banyan tree ...
The whisper rang louder and louder, and he heard him suddenly.
"I am the son of doom, you know, you are filthy, you are foolish, you are humble ..."