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.

Lei Shui pointed at the lab and smiled, "Can I go in?"

Yang Xue shrugged her shoulders and moved out of the way.

Lei Shui entered the lab, casually looked at the shelves of bottles and jars, and said with a smile, "Sure enough. After spending a lot of time with a person, there will be his shadow on you."

"Hmm?"

"Dr. Yang's actions just now reminded me of someone."

"Who is it?"

"Advisor Zhang."

Lei Shui couldn't think of another person other than Advisor Zhang, saying his name with a different tone. She recalled her own shrugging action just now, which indeed seemed to be something only Zhang Jue would do.

The matter of the confrontation between the two of them, Lei Shui and Zhang Jue, was spreading all over the Foundation. Yang Xue had thought that Lei Shui would not take the initiative to bring him up, but now it seemed that Lei Shui did not seem to take this matter to heart.

Yang Xue shook her head and looked at Lei Shui, "Shouldn't you be busy doing other things? You must not have come here just to say a few words."

"There's no such thing as busy with other things. I really just came to sneak in and see how Dr. Yang's results are."

Yang Xue took out the patient's records and handed them to Lei Shui, "I'm sure you had already checked the relevant reports from the computer before you came to me. The patient's condition is very dangerous, although he is still alive now. I don't know how long he will be able to last."

I don't know if it was because of Zhang Jue, but Yang Xue had always treated Lei Shui with a business-like attitude. The words were cold and icy. But this was nothing to Lei Shui.

He flipped through the records, looked at Yang Xue's expression, and said, "Dr. Yang, it seems you have something to say."

"Indeed."

"No need to be scared of it."

Since Lei Shui said that, Yang Xue raised her long-standing question, "If this patient is really important, why didn't the Foundation execute other plans that have a higher chance of success? They would prefer me, a less professional doctor, to be tossed around the place. Which is not in line with the Foundation's usual style of doing things."

Lei Shui laughed. "Dr. Yang, in your opinion. If you follow the Foundation's style, how should you treat this patient?"

"The Foundation has a memory extraction technology." Yang Xue said, "Why didn't you guys use it on him? I believe that you guys saved him because of his information, right? As long as the memory extraction technology is used, then whether he survives as a person or not is not that important. However, so far, none of you have done it. By the looks of it, you won't be too in the future either."

"The Foundation's memory extraction technology is not perfect. It will damage the brain stem. Not to mention that the extracted memories are blurred and incomplete when restored into images. A person's memory is too ponderous. Distinguishing what is useful and useless will consume very much time, and the Foundation doesn't have that much time." Lei Shui laid out the reasons for not being able to use memory extraction technology line by line.

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."