Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 21 Influenza (Please continue reading)

Early spring in Northern Europe is still cold.

A year ago (Crisis Era 8, 2014), Taylor committed suicide by shooting himself by the lake at Luo Ji's residence, and the remaining Wallfacers faced an increasingly severe Wallfacer situation.

PDC had seriously considered whether to forcibly take away Luo Ji's wife Zhuang Yan and their child Luo Zhenxing.

This was intended to force Luo Ji, the Wallfacer, to get into work mode as soon as possible.

—The PDC council has long since concluded that Luo Ji's life with Zhuang Yan was not part of the plan, but rather a result of Luo Ji's personal emotional desires.

However, the PDC ultimately did not implement this plan. As mentioned earlier, the emergence of Wallfacer No. 5, Luo Qing, strengthened the authority held by the Wallfacers, which directly led the PDC to abandon its coercive measures against Luo Ji.

However, it was precisely because of the lack of an opportunity for Zhuang Yan and the child to be forcibly taken away from hibernation that Luo Ji was never able to break through his barrier.

However, the PDC did not allow Luo Ji to run rampant in Eden. If Luo Ji still does not change by next year, which is the tenth year of the Crisis Era, then the forced hibernation of Zhuang Yan and the child will continue as usual.

Luo Ji was aware of this as well; Kant had already informed him of the PDC's decision, which was why he was even more worried.

There were two high walls in front of him.

One is a barrier he needs to break through, to find out why the Trisolarans are afraid of him.

One was the deadline wall that PDC set for him.

Luo Qing's visit did not alleviate Luo Ji's anxiety either. In fact, Luo Ji knew where the problem lay, which was nothing more than that conversation that he had never made public.

The conversation between Yang Dong and Ye Wenjie at Yang Dong's grave was probably only heard by the brown ants on the tombstone and the Trisolarans.

Only he himself can break through his own limitations; what can Luo Qing do to him?

Holding the sleeping girl in his arms, listening to the comforting sound of the firewood burning in the fireplace, his heart could not find peace.

As if sensing Luo Ji's frustration, the person beside him snuggled closer to him.

"Go to sleep and we'll talk tomorrow."

Luo Ji used this reason to comfort himself countless times.

In his dream, Norway grew colder in April, snow fell heavily, and the beautiful Garden of Eden resembled a faded photograph, all the vibrant reality submerged in black and white falsehood.

In his dream, his lover and child left him once again. This suffocating pain woke him up again, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

...

Luo Ji has a fever.

Kant called in his private doctor, attributing his illness to the horseback riding parade the previous evening.
The old doctor reprimanded you without any politeness: "What are you two Wallfacers doing running around for no reason? Don't you know how cold spring is in Norway? It won't get any warmer until at least May or June."

Luo Qing stood to the side, completely bewildered.

Did you catch a cold? That can't be serious, can it?
Zhuang Yan, who was also wrapped in a blanket, asked with a hint of anxiety, "Is it just a cold from being chilled?"

The doctor sighed, "There's also a bit of the flu mixed in... This flu outbreak is strange. Many people outside have caught a cold. This place isn't completely closed off. I've seen many of the guards outside with runny noses. It's most likely human-to-human transmission."

Luo Qing asked, "How come I'm alright?"

It would be truly unbelievable that someone at the Nascent Soul stage could catch a cold!
The doctor simply ignored the man. As a senior medical consultant at PDC, he had heard the story of Luo single-handedly taking on anti-aircraft guns and saving the US president.

—Just like the character he plays in the movies, he's a superman.

Zhuang Yan filled a cup with hot water and ran over to feed Luo Ji. The doctor felt that Zhuang Yan's complexion seemed a little off, but before he could suspect anything, the clumsy girl slipped on the carpet and was about to fall to the ground.

Luo Qingding pointed, and an invisible force lifted Zhuang Yan up. The water cup spun several times in the air, steadily catching all the hot water, before slowly floating down onto the table.

Everyone immediately turned to look at Luo Qing.

"Magic, magic," Luo Qing replied perfunctorily, already used to such stares.

"You really are a bit strange. I always thought they were making up stories for this old man, but it turns out it's true." The doctor gave Luo Qing a deep look, walked over to Zhuang Yan, and felt her forehead with the back of his hand. (Second fever added.)

The group grabbed Zhuang Yan, who had a persistent high fever but insisted on taking care of Luo Ji, and forcibly carried the girl to another bed.

Several medical staff members took care of the couple separately.

Luo Qingze now has the added task of taking care of the child.

Luo Qing and the little one stared at each other, wide-eyed.

“Your parents have a cold. I’m your Uncle Qing, you know?” Luo Qing pinched Luo Zhenxing’s little face.

Fortunately, the little one slept separately from the two of them and didn't get infected by them.

Kant rushed over at this moment, and when he saw Luo Ji lying on the bed, fast asleep, he stamped his foot in regret.

"Why didn't I take the flu outside seriously? I should have told the guards to wear masks!"

The doctor looked at Kant and suddenly frowned. He strode towards him.

"What are you doing?" Kant asked, puzzled.

The old doctor remained silent, only touching Kant's forehead.

I've been diagnosed with a fever three times.

The doctor completed the screening of the entire villa with a dark expression. A total of three cooks, seven cleaners, and two stable hands, 12 people, nine of whom were infected with the flu and all showed the same mild cold symptoms.

Even more outrageous, almost none of the guards standing watch outside the gate escaped.

"Everyone, put on your masks!" the doctor roared at everyone.

In the vast Eden Garden living room, everyone, whether a Wallfacer or a PDC official, obediently wore a mask, including Luo Qing.

Even little Luo Zhenxing was wearing a small mask.

"Mr. Kant, haven't you noticed that you have a bit of a cold?"

When questioned by the doctor, Kant said with shame, "Two days ago my throat was a little itchy, and then my nose was a little stuffy... I thought it was from the cold."

The doctor scolded them with exasperation, "With your level of vigilance, you dare to protect the Wallfacers?"

Zhang Xiang, who was standing guard outside, also hurriedly came in.

Zhang Xiang was in charge of protecting Luo Ji's safety and was one of the few guards allowed to move around near Eden. After Shi Qiang went into hibernation due to leukemia, he took over Shi Qiang's job.

Kant was merely the liaison between Luo Ji and the PDC, therefore, the primary responsibility for Luo Ji's illness should lie with him.

Faced with Kant taking the blame for him, Zhang Xiang felt extremely guilty and took full responsibility.

"The responsibility lies with me; I failed to notice this wave of flu."

"Director Zhang, this can't be entirely blamed on you; the flu is always hard to prevent," someone advised.

Seeing that everyone was still dwelling on their mistakes, the old doctor shook his head:
"It's just a common flu virus, there's no need to be so nervous. Let those with symptoms take some antiviral medication, and those with severe symptoms go to the hospital for treatment in time to avoid cross-infection."

"As for Dr. Luo Ji," the doctor said, looking at Luo Ji lying in bed with a persistent high fever. His symptoms seemed to be more severe than others.

The little girl named Zhuang Yan can at least walk, but Luo Ji has fallen ill and is bedridden.

The old doctor frowned in thought, deciding that it was best to prioritize a cautious approach to treatment.
"I suggest we transfer Dr. Luo Ji to the nearest hospital. Let's act immediately, there's no time to lose."

Luo Qing watched this scene, holding Luo Zhenxing, without saying a word.

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