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Chapter 748 How many hours in hell, meaningless

The severe pain gnawed at every nerve like a ulcer on the bone. The roar of the alien beast was sometimes far away and sometimes close in his ears. Yue Ji couldn't tell whether it was reality or hallucination.

His eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, but he was deprived of even the right to close his eyes - every time he closed his eyes, those devoured faces would emerge in the darkness.

When the first ray of light pierced through the clouds, he realized that he had been sitting there all night holding the sword. The moment he tried to stand up, he heard a teeth-grinding sound of his left leg breaking.

Looking down, I saw an irregular dark red patch on my left knee, and the shape of a protruding bone was vaguely visible under the fabric.

Osteoporosis...

He grinned with his cracked lips and dragged his broken legs towards the car. The car door creaked like it was dying, and the steering wheel was still stained with traces of last night's battle.

The roar of the engine when it was ignited startled the crows on the power lines, and a face paler than a dead person was reflected in the rearview mirror.

The morning mist on the coastal highway was filled with a salty smell, turning the neon lights of the 24-hour pharmacies into blurry spots of light.

Yue Ji's hand, which was holding the glass door, was shaking. The frost on the door handle stuck to the wound on his palm, causing him to cough violently - this time he coughed more violently than usual. When he bent over, the pain in his ribs felt like a blunt knife was stirring inside. He pressed his mouth tightly, but dark red blood foam still seeped out from between his fingers.

"you again."

The boss behind the counter yawned, glanced at Yue Ji's muddy trouser legs, reached out and pulled out a paper box from under the counter. The medicine bottles inside clinked like a string of cheap wind chimes.

The news was showing the progress of the search for the Adaptors and past battle footage, and the Red Giant's destruction of Chicago was mentioned repeatedly.

"Same old." Yue Ji's voice was hoarse like sandpaper rubbing against a steel pipe. His eyes fell on the medicine bottles in the box - the label of ibuprofen had turned yellow, the bottle cap of oxycodone was missing a corner, and there was a box of diazepam with only three pills left.

The boss tutted his mouth and threw a few more medicine bottles from the shelf. "The price has gone up. Switch to this cough suppressant, dextromethorphan. It's stronger than syrup."

He paused, tapping the white medicine bottle at the bottom of the box with his fingertips. "Zoledronic acid is out of stock too. We've replaced it with sodium pamidronate, which is for bone pain relief, but it has more side effects."

Yue Ji's gaze stayed on the bottle of fluoxetine for half a second. The light blue pills glowed coldly in the sunlight. He used to take it to suppress his anxiety, but later found that it conflicted with chemotherapy drugs, so he stopped taking it.

But at this moment, the pain in his stomach suddenly intensified. He grabbed the bottle of medicine and put it in his trouser pocket. His fingertips touched another bottle of medicine - ondansetron, an anti-nausea medicine. He had just finished a bottle yesterday.

"Your body..." The boss suddenly lowered his voice and pointed at the news, "It's like that thing on TV, it's about to fall apart." He took out a small paper bag from the drawer, "This is for you, carbamazepine, for stopping seizures. You were shaking so badly just now."

Yue Ji didn't respond, but just scanned the code to transfer the money. He grabbed the medicine box and left. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he felt dizzy and bumped into the door frame. The medicine bottle rolled out - the cap of the gefitinib bottle was broken open, and the white tablets were scattered on the dew-covered steps, like a handful of broken snow.

He suddenly froze while squatting down to pick up the medicine, and the severe pain in his lower back made his vision go black. This was a new symptom of bone metastasis, the cancer cells had eaten through the lumbar spine, and the pain was like being nailed into the spine.

He took out sodium pamidronate and swallowed two tablets dry. The tablets were stuck in his throat, leaving a burning and astringent taste mixed with the smell of blood he had just coughed up.

The morning mist was blown away by the sea breeze, revealing the gray clouds rolling in the distance. Yue Ji stuffed the medicine bottle into his arms, holding the Evolution Truster against his chest - there was still the burning heat from the battle, which formed a strange contrast with the coldness of the medicine bottle.

He counted the pills in his pocket: dextromethorphan for coughing up blood, olanzapine for auditory hallucinations, zopiclone for all-night pain and insomnia, and the box of fluoxetine, which might help him dream of fewer skeletons tonight.

However, the dosage is less.

After returning to his residence, Yue Ji still had to go to the well to fetch water.

He was busy doing it all afternoon, but the spasms forced him to take medicine to maintain his ability to move.

Theoretically, he could rely on the darkness in his heart to force his body to continue to reach its limit. He would not need to take any medicine and he could continue fighting in the darkness.

But as his life span was shortened, his will was almost completely destroyed.

All that's left is helplessness...

In the afternoon, he cleaned up the water supply by himself.

The moss on the well platform was very slippery, and Yue Ji's hands holding the bucket left red marks on the hemp rope. As soon as he swung the bucket to the edge of the well, the pain in his lower back suddenly exploded, as if a blunt saw was pulling back and forth between his lumbar vertebrae.

The spasm came suddenly and violently, and he curled up on the edge of the well. He had thought that he could suppress it with his dark will - just like when he cut through the galaxy in the past, he relied on obsession to get through the moment when his energy was exhausted - but now his teeth were sore from clenching them, and he realized that his will was as fragile as a piece of thin paper in front of his decaying body.

The moment the tap was turned on, a stream of yellowish water spurted out of the pipe, splashing on the back of his hand. Yue Ji stared at the water for a long time until it became clear, then he slowly moved back to his residence.

When he was tidying up his sleeping place, he spread a blanket on the hard bed. The moment he lay down, all the bones in his body felt like they were falling apart, and every time he moved, the wounds let out a faint groan.

Without Shi Zhiyi, resting became much more difficult. He checked his phone and saw only messages from his mother Liu Jingqiu.

I'll go back to my hometown sometime and spend the summer vacation here.

The photo shows my hometown which I visited when I was a child, but my grandfather has passed away. Now my hometown has become a place of entertainment for many young people.

The elderly cook while the young people play games online, travel or just rest.

This is normal, but at this moment Yue Ji is very far away from that place.

Now, if I go to a big city, I will be treated as an outsider.

Yue Ji, who had not been able to taste food for a long time, missed Zhang Lihui's meals very much. Days without a sense of taste would make people lose a lot.

At night, he lay on the moldy mattress and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Every time, a lot of bloody images would appear in his subconscious mind, which made Yue Ji afraid to sleep, but the physical fatigue made him always enter such a state of internal consumption.

The phone screen lit up again. It was a short video sent by Liu Jingqiu: the iron pot on the stove was steaming. The old man lifted the lid of the pot. In the steaming white mist, he could vaguely see the tender pork ribs stewed till soft.

Yue Ji stared at the white mist for a long time until his eyes became sore, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

He knew very well what would happen if Liu Jingqiu discovered his condition.

Sell it to the government for a high price, or clear your blood relationship.

At this moment, Yue Ji was curled up helplessly. From time to time, the roar of alien beasts could be heard from outside. In his subconscious dream, everything was so sad.

Every second was hell for him.