Star Railway: From being adopted by Kafka

The tip of Danheng's spear moved forward a little, and the cold touch around his neck made Sangbo tremble violently.

"Give it!" Sangbo shouted, "I can't do it!"

Chu Mu recorded the recording as evidence, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Danheng withdrew his spear, and Sangbo got up, his expression was uglier than crying:

"Brother, I said, don't bring such a thing! How many years have we not seen each other? Once we met, it cost me so much! It's been 13 years! My old Sangbo has been thinking about you day and night for 13 years, and you are so unfeeling !"

Chu Mu frowned.

I have only been separated from this guy for less than eight years, how could it be 13 years!

"Have you been in Belloberg all these years?" Chu Mu asked.

"Of course!" Sangbo nodded, "If I want to leave, I must have a spaceship! I can only do some worthless dumping business, but after the upper and lower floors are blocked, this business is really good, but I always feel empty without my big brother."

Chu Mu frowned upon hearing this.

If what Sangbo said is true, then who is Sangbo that I saw in Deep Blue and Sand Sea? Thinking about this matter, it is simply creepy!

If it's fake, it's in line with this guy's style, and he doesn't say a word of truth.

However, Chu Mu hoped it was true.

In this way, maybe the bad news heard in Deep Sea Star was false.

The old dean may still be alive.

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Chapter 150 Attacking Back

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Chapter 151 Doctor Natasha

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Chapter 152

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Chapter 153 People and Resources

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Chapter 154 Asylum

Inside the simple tent, a dark-faced woman was lying on the ground, breathing slowly and heavily.

It is a sigh-like sound, the exhalation is very light, and the inhalation is heavy.

With each breath, it felt like she was breathing extremely hard.

This reminded Chu Mu of Lu Wan.

The woman in the tent, like Lu Wan in the ward, was about to end her life.

The little boy wiped away his tears, choked up and said:

"Mom, I've been lying down for two days. Yesterday, last night, my mother got up once, cooked for me, and ate some, and she hugged me and told stories. I, I thought, my mother's illness was cured..."

Natasha gently touched the boy's head, and said gently:

"I see, don't cry, I'm here."

After speaking, she squatted next to the woman and measured her heartbeat with a stethoscope.

Irregular heartbeat and unsteady breathing.

As a doctor, Natasha understood that this meant that the patient's heart and lung function began to fail.

Before death, there will be a phenomenon of returning light.This is because the cerebral cortex releases the dying signal, the adrenal gland receives the signal, and the hormones secreted can activate the various organ systems of the human body.

However, this is just an illusion. When hormones start to negatively feedback, they will no longer be secreted, and various organs of the human body will start to stop functioning, and they will really die.

Women are obviously at this last step.

With current medical methods, Natasha cannot be saved.

Her destiny power also has no effect of bringing the dead back to life.

The woman has been ill for a long time, and many organs of the body have already been diseased.

Looking at the woman's thin face, Natasha seemed to recall that this woman had visited the clinic for consultation half a year ago.

At that time, it was just a small wind and cold.Natasha gave her the prescription and told her to take the medicine on time and come back for a review in a week.

But the woman did not come to the clinic again.

Natasha didn't care then because it was so common.

The vast majority of patients will not come back for follow-up visits after their condition improves slightly.

In the lower area, Natasha, as the doctor of the clinic, does not charge for consultations, only the cost of medicinal materials.

But there are still many people who cannot even afford cost-priced medicines.

Natasha would sometimes send some medicinal materials to these people, but it was only limited to those who were really poor.

Half a year ago, when the mother came to the clinic, she was not so thin, and paid for a week's supply of medicinal materials.

Doesn't look like you're in dire need of help.

But Natasha learned from the boy that something happened in his family half a year ago.The mainstay of the family, his father, died in the mine accident, and his mother also fell ill.

After taking medicine for a while, although I can walk around, I always cough.

In the lower districts, there are very few job opportunities for women. The mother couldn't find a job for a long time, so she had to sell the real estate of the family and became a refugee with her children.

Later, her condition became more and more serious, and she fell ill in this homeless shelter.

This kind and tough mother has never troubled others from the beginning to the end.

Natasha looked at the unconscious woman with a heavy heart.

At this time, a girl's immature voice came from outside:

"I, I found the medicine!"

The little girl with white hair and red eyes rushed in holding the medicine box.

She was wearing a red jacket, but she stepped on the snow with bare feet.

"Sister Natasha!" The girl looked at Natasha in surprise, "Great, you are here! Clara found some medicine, let's see if there is any use."

This little girl is called Clara, and she was raised by Swallow.

Chu Mu looked at the girl in surprise.

This is, Swallow's daughter?

Clara also looked at Chu Mu, and tilted her head curiously.

But her current thoughts are all on treating the seriously ill woman.

Natasha took the girl's medicine box, and all the medicines in it had expired.

But in the lower areas, medical drugs are already scarce, so what can be done even if they expire?As long as there is still a trace of the effect of the medicine, it is better than no medicine.

However, the medicine cabinet is full of medicines for trauma.

The seriously ill mother did not need these medicines.

Natasha put down the medicine box and tried to give the patient CPR with her bare hands.

She made a last-ditch effort to save the mother.

At the very least, let her wake up from the coma and have a few more words with the child.

However, all rescues are in vain.

The woman's expression remained unchanged, as if she had lost her response to external stimuli.

Her breathing became more and more slow.

Until the end, a sound like a long sigh sounded, and the woman exhaled her last breath.

Natasha checked her heartbeat, and the weary heart had stopped beating.She opened the woman's eyelids again to confirm that the pupils had completely dilated.

A life is thus declared dead.

Natasha stood up and said softly:

"Feel sorry."

The boy seemed to have lost all his strength, and he took a few steps forward numbly, then sat down on the ground, whimpering softly, and then his voice became louder and louder, and he burst into tears.

From then on, no one will hold him and tell bedtime stories.

In this family, he is the only one left.

Natasha did not comfort him this time.

Sometimes, the only way to vent your emotions is to cry a bit, and it will not be so uncomfortable.

Natasha has seen too many such things in the past ten years in the lower area.

In the children's commune she maintains, many children have this experience.

This boy will also enter the children's commune, and Natasha will give these children a shelter like the old dean did.

It's just that this kind of protection is too weak, and Natasha can do too little.

If only she could have done more, so many people would not have had the same misfortune!

Those who should be sheltered in the lower area are not only orphans, but also the elderly who have lost their independence, widowed women, and homeless wanderers.