Hu Dongsheng, Gu Jiayang and Xia Wei stood at the door of the doctor's lounge together. Seeing Qi Jing still snoring lightly, no one dared to take this step.

"Teacher Xia, Brother Qi made it clear at the beginning that the patient must tell him after the examination." Hu Dongsheng stared at Qi Jing sleeping, feeling a little embarrassed, "What should I do now?"

Xia Wei struggled for a moment but shook her head and gave up: "This guy is angry. I was raped by him just now, so let's forget it. You two can find a way."

Hu Dongsheng felt nervous and he also started to act as a manager: "Well, Xiao Gu, I have something to do in the cell. I will leave this difficult task to you."

"ah?"

"You must remember, don't make Brother Qi angry~"

"Teacher Hu, you can't..." As soon as Gu Jiayang started to speak, Hu Dongsheng ran away.

Gu Jiayang knew that the internship was deep, so he was always careful when doing things and was always careful, afraid of trampling on a pit. But in the end he could not escape his fate and was set up by his teachers.

After a while, the two superior doctors ran away, leaving him alone at the door.

What does this mean? I asked me to ask for a scolding? I didn't give up the blame like this...

Everyone can see Qi Jing's temper. Even the main treatment cannot be cured. If an intern like Gu Jiayang goes, he will only be beaten by blood. He is not a fool. He should be on call for clinical work, but seeing such a big fire pit in front of him, no one dares to step in and commit suicide easily.

"Forget it..."

He pulled off a piece of paper from his childhood notebook, wrote down the 46-bed test results and treatment plans, gently placed it next to Qi Jing, and then slowly exited the lounge and closed the door.

Everything depends on God's will.

......

What Gu Jiayang didn't know was that Tianyi was now in his dream and could not extricate himself. He had long forgotten the diagnosis of bed 46.

In front of him was the upcoming storm in another world. Qi Jing specially found a hidden place and fell to the ground. In order not to be taken away, he poked his sword into the soil, clasped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, ready to accept the impact.

The hurricane blew over in the blink of an eye, and the loud noises made his ears hurt.

I don’t know if it was agreed with Tianmen, but the abyss in the distance seemed to have responded, and a large amount of gas was sprayed out. The two strong winds merged together, forming a huge turbulence over the battlefield.

"Is this snoring?"

After Qi Jing murmured a few words in his mouth, he couldn't care too much, so he could only bury his head in his arms, listened to the wind and shouts coming from around him, and dared not look up even if he looked at it.

Corpse, fragments, insects, and soldiers were swept into the air by strong winds and turbulent flows, and they fell down one after another until the Tianmen closed. This scene has added to the poetic and picturesque meaning of the ancients saying "The wind is still falling in the flowers."

But Qi Jing can't enjoy this comfort anymore.

Just like before, there was no chance to breathe after the hurricane in another world. They had to face countless invading troops.

The first one appeared was a group of flying insects, welcoming the first wave of anti-aircraft cannons to block bullets for the troops behind us. Following closely behind was a vertically landed space warehouse, escorting small spacecraft, and even some giant warship groups rushed in.

They only think about how to land, and each unit raises its speed to the limit, regardless of casualties at all. Once they rush through the golden air defense barrage that has been woven into a net, they can land on the battlefield and release thousands of bugs.

Qi Jing had no choice but to rush forward with a tough bullet.

However, with the changes in the battle situation, the combat methods of these foreign armies have also changed a lot. Originally, they would infect normal cells and then charge towards the position. But now, as there are fewer and fewer normal cells, more and more insects choose to sprint directly.

Many people who landed in the city enter the underground through the central channel, while those who fell on the frontier positions would attack the station in groups.

Qi Jing was full of equipment to attack zombies, and there was no good way for these little bugs. And they knew that they could not deal with the T lymphocyte army where Qi Jing was, so they were not interested in fighting at all. They only had the various lymph stations on the mountain platform in the distance.

Looking at the insects passing by, Qi Jing's sword waving was useless at all. Not only him, but his teammates around him also encountered this kind of dilemma. Faced with the insects with extremely fast speed and slippery surfaces, they had no good idea.

"Full-time cell immunity, T cells that attack infected cells cannot get the virus..."

Fortunately, dreams are dreams after all. If you have something to think about, the content of your imagination will immediately be reflected into the dream.

As soon as the corner of his mouth finished speaking, the ground covered with flesh and mud began to rumble and rumbling, and large mounds slowly rose on the battlefield. As the height increased, the mounds broke through it, shaking a large number of broken bodies and residues, revealing the huge metal pipes inside it.

The pipeline is several dozen meters wide, several times wider than the passage taken by the single-core macrophage winch.

The purpose of insects is very simple, which is to drill into the ground, infect normal cells, constantly differentiate and proliferate. Seeing a straight-to-internal passage appearing in front of them, they naturally change directions and crawl in in groups. In just a short while, the pipe entrance was covered with black swarms, and some even began to queule and congestion.

However, this spectacular scene didn't last long, and the immune system played a fireworks feast for them.

With the sound of huge cannons that kept ringing with the fire, the insects rushing into the pipes were all blown out by the high heat waves, turning into a smear of dust and a few faint burnt fragrance in the air.

"It's finally here, the mechanized troops are finally here!"

These mechanical beasts are taller and stronger than the giant phage winch. They have a steampunk-style spider shape. The eight mechanical long legs on their side can easily crush the insect swarm on the ground, without any effort. As soon as they come into contact with the enemy army, they show powerful power.

"Please have soldiers with the CD4 antigen specific enhancement plug-in to climb onto the mechanical chariots and charge them to strengthen them!" Such orders echoed throughout the battlefield.

Although Qi Jing is not a cd4t cell, he has many warriors with such antigen plug-ins and fallen corpses around him. It is estimated that he got different plug-ins during the airdrop before. The alive cd4s jumped onto giant beasts, and cd8t cells like Qi Jing will not watch them. They will pick up some cd4 plug-ins that fell on the ground and join them together.

There was an energy delivery cabin on eight legs. Qi Jing found an empty cabin, opened the cabin door and sat in.

There are many jacks in the conveyor compartment, and there are various latches that dock with the body on the seat, which are probably left to the CD4T cells. The CD4 plug-in chips in his hand that were originally silent suddenly moved as soon as they entered the conveyor compartment. They jumped onto the jacks on the machine and injected energy into the body of the giant beast.

Several virus antigen data were presented into the body of the giant beast, and the energy in the plug-in chip was also sucked clean by this huge war machine. As the surrounding energy was continuously supplied, the originally ordinary mechanical long legs began to emit a faint light.

The giant beast stepped on three zombies and a group of black insects into meat pies while raising its feet, and then opened the dense bullet cabin on its legs and threw down several incendiary bombs.

The bomb brought fire waves several meters high and roasted the earth with high temperature. Although Qi Jing couldn't see clearly what was happening on the ground, the red percentage number in the corner was constantly rolling and jumping.

With just this kick, the number soared by 4%.

"It's so cool!"

There are now thousands of mechanical beasts on the entire battlefield. They wantonly trampled on the army of insects, and the earth was filled with a sea of ​​fire. In a short while, they pushed the front forward hundreds of meters and reached the hinterland of the inflammatory battlefield.

With the help of the sudden mechanical armor, the red number in Qi Jing's corner of his vision was frozen at 100%.

"It's finally done."

He forgot how long he had been fighting here, but he felt relaxed now and his body was limp in the energy compartment.

Things that followed seemed to lose the consistency and clarity of the previous war and turned into dream fragments. He experienced the celebration meeting after the victory of the war. Because of 100% completion, Qi Jing was awarded a special military rank and promoted all the way, successfully transforming from an activated effector T cell to a memory T cell...

Qi Jing's consciousness returned to the doctor's lounge, and he was still sleeping on the bed set up by the chair. The wall clock pointed at 3:48, and the following is pm.

“It’s so uncomfortable to sleep in this broken place.”

He got up and stretched his waist. As soon as he started to complain, he found that his throat was a little uncomfortable. After doing several swallowing movements, Qi Jing gave himself a preliminary diagnosis: "Is the tonsil swollen? It won't be that coincidental..."

Even if it was really swollen, it was just a common cold, Qi Jing wouldn't care too much. Compared to these, the note left on the table attracted his attention. Qi Jing took it and glanced at it: "It's indeed fungus, plus lupus encephalopathy, the prognosis is probably not much better."

Since his diagnosis was correct, there was no need to continue exploring it. On the contrary, he still left the afterglow of the dream war just now in his mind.

This was a very good experience.

I have always felt that immunology is very complicated and it is a bit troublesome to explain, but using this form of battle will make you more vivid. Of course, it seems not very friendly to girls, and there is room for changes or addition of girls' versions. Moreover, dreams are dreams after all, and the plots imagined in the dream also have some errors.

But no matter what, the overall framework of immunity is there. If you do some post-refining, you should use it as a good teaching material.

Thinking of this, Qi Jing was not in a hurry to leave. In order not to forget the inspiration, he took out paper and pen and simply wrote down all the things he had just made.

"Before going to the front line, you have to explain the three barracks of bone marrow, spleen, and thymus clearly..."

"The neutrophils used in the front line at the beginning are fine, but the lymphocytes in the subsequent lymphocytes are not limited to T and B, and there must be a naturally immune NK cell."

"Equipped with interleukin, perforin, granase, cd8 and cd4, all of which can be considered, but complement can also be added." As Qi Jing wrote, he thought of an important part of the immune system missing in the dream, "Yes, complement! Perhaps the bullets fired from the anti-aircraft turret can be used as complement..."

"If you add a complement bullet, the military factories that produce complement bullets must also say that they are three ways to generate complement..."

"There are also the size of b lymphocytes that should not be larger than that of macrophage winches, which should be larger than that of macrophage winches..."

This was written for more than half an hour. When Qi Jing left the lounge, he had already gotten off work in the morning, and bed 46 had already been picked up by the rheumatology department.

"Brother Qi, do you have a cold?" Gao Jian, who was promoted to Hu Dong, felt something was wrong when he heard Qi Jing's voice. "You shouldn't have caught a cold while sleeping, the lounge air conditioner is quite powerful."

Qi Jing swallowed twice and frowned: "It's okay, by the way, how are the paper data collected?"

Gao Jian did not rush to answer, but opened a drawer beside the table and took out the file bag from it: "Teacher Chen Xiao and I have been running to the medical record room these days, and we have also found surgical records. We have all the data, but we don't know if it is enough."

Qi Jing took the file bag, glanced and nodded: "It's not bad, there are quite a lot of categories, but the number of each category is not enough."

"Some medical records are indeed not easy to find." Gao Jian was a little helpless, "Brother Qi, the classification you want is too complicated."

"There's nothing to do." Qi Jing spread his hands and said, "Do you want this paper to be in a high-impact sci abroad, or do you show your face in China?"

"Of course it's abroad!"

"Then it's all done. Only when the division is divided is detailed enough can it be convincing." Qi Jing said, "First improve the quantity. The quantity must be large. If not enough, go to other hospitals to find it. Any hospital, third hospital, Renhe can do it. Just borrow a white coat."

"This...this is not suitable." Gao Jian always felt that it was not reliable after hearing it. "Will it be bombed out?"

Qi Jing glanced at him and sighed, feeling a little disappointed: "You are too brave and have to have a little divergent thinking. If you can let go, it would be great. Hu Dongsheng is brave enough, but in theory it is worse than you. How good would it be if you could combine two into one..."

"What about Lao Ji?"

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