Chapter 166: Something's Wrong

Chapter 166: Something's Wrong

"Blood pressure."

"50."

"Heart rate."

"40."

"Inject 50 ml of Syringe solution. Elizabeth, prepare the ECT!"

"Ready!"

...

Inside the ward, Yang Xue organized several nurses to perform the last resuscitation on a fully bandaged patient. The situation was urgent, but it was obvious that everyone was experienced and organized for this kind of unexpected situation.

Half an hour later, Yang Xue looked at the patient who had turned to safety in front of her and breathed a long sigh of relief. She didn't know how many times she had done the same thing. She had been in charge of treating this patient since she was recruited by the Foundation a few months ago outside of Chlamydia town. The initial reason was probably that the person was infected with a virus, and she happened to be an expert in this area.

After the hospital was built, she became the general manager here. This patient's number is SCP-99999. You can see that the Foundation attaches great importance to him. This hospital's defense force is also powerful. Two MTF Squads are patrolling here, not counting the agents who hide in the dark.

In a way, the defense force in this small hospital is even stronger than a normal Foundation site. There is little hope for an ordinary force to break through it unless they use weapons of mass destruction to do so.

Yang Xue has many guesses regarding the identity of this patient, but she can't verify it. I'm afraid it's the same as the other people here. They do not know as much as she does. After confirming the patient's condition was stable, Yang Xue returned to the lab and continued her research.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. She frowned slightly.

The time was 10:00 PM. At this time, no one should disturb her.

She opened the door. The person outside the door bowed slightly to her.

"Hello, Dr. Yang."

"Mr. Lei Shui?"

Lei Shan and Lei Shui looked almost identical, but their voice was completely different. Yang Xue was a woman and had an innate advantage in this regard. Even if Lei Shui didn't open his mouth, she could tell the difference.

After the hospital was built, Lei Shui only attended here once. From then on, he didn't care about the place. Yang Xue even thought that he had forgotten about this place. However, that kind of thing was naturally impossible. He was probably too busy.

Seeing that Yang Xue was still not convinced, he continued, "Of course, there is still the most important point, Dr. Yang. Advisor Zhang's head has very much useful information for the Foundation. In addition to the points I mentioned above, do you know why the Foundation did not take the memory extraction technology on him?"

Yang Xue faintly stared. Indeed, she had never thought about this question before. No one knew better than her how useful those things in Zhang Jue's mind were to the Foundation. But why hadn't the Foundation used memory extraction technology on him?

Yang Xue pondered for a moment and got the answer to her question, "You are afraid that there are cognitohazards in his memories."

"Smart." Lei Shui snapped his fingers. "This patient has experienced something horrible. The Foundation does not know exactly what it is. Rashly extracting his memory may have a bad effect on our current world, even if it is only one in ten thousand probability. The Foundation will not take the risk."

Although what Lei Shui said was very reasonable. But Yang Xue always felt as if he was deliberately hiding something. After all, she was not Zhang Jue and was not good at playing with her mind.

"That's not true." Yang Xue thought about it and frowned, "Even if you can't use the memory extraction technique. The Foundation could have used other methods to get the patient back, such as SCP-500. Mr. Lei, with all due respect, isn't it possible that the Foundation, or the one who gave you orders, has no intention of making this patient well at all. "

Hearing Yang Xue say this, Lei Shui suddenly smiled, and that smile seemed a bit bizarre, "Dr. Yang, you really impressed me."

...

On February 18, 2222, after a few days of wandering around. Zhang Jue and Smith finally arrived at the outskirts of the original site of the Chlamydia town. As expected, the place had become a ghost town after the virus had ravaged it. There were broken walls and ruins everywhere. A few wisps of black smoke floating in the distance.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Smith frowned, "Advisor Zhang, is this the place you're looking for?"

"Of course not. Over there, see that white thing? That's one of the Foundation's bases here."

Under Zhang Jue's pointing, Smith took out his binoculars, which made it possible to see the hospital-like building.

"Oh my, this is going to take a while." Because the area had been abandoned, no cab was willing to take them here. The two could only proceed on foot.

Smith frowned and said, "Since this is a Foundation base, why don't they send someone to pick us up?"

"Of course, to give someone a big surprise." Zhang Jue hummed.

The two were about to continue on when Smith suddenly said, "No, Advisor Zhang. The situation there is not right."

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Jue had a bad feeling, and he grabbed Smith's binoculars and looked toward the building. Sure enough, it was as Smith had said. Something didn't seem right there. The door was wide open, the banner in front of it was on the ground, and there was no security personnel on duty to be seen at all.

For the Foundation, it was almost a sight that should never happen.

"We have to hurry." Zhang Jue said, "Something wrong happened."