Chapter 813 27 Days in a Coma

"what……"

The first thing to come back is pain.

Immediately afterwards, as a cold feeling climbed from the soles of the feet to the spine, Johnson suddenly opened his eyes, and woke up from his sleep trembling.

"Shet! It's cold..."

Shivering from the chill that hit his whole body, Johnson tried to curl up into a ball, but found that he was fixed to the bed board by Velcro.

Stretching out his cold fingers to undo the mobile button, he grabbed the bed board with one hand, supported his body with the other hand, slowly floated up, and sat upright on the bed board.

At this time, he noticed that the Huaguo researcher who had injected himself with the antibody earlier was sitting on the bench beside the bed and watching him.

"Your metabolic rate is still very low, it's normal to feel cold."

"How long have I been asleep?"

Zhao Shuxuan glanced at the timer on his wrist.

"About 27 days."

"27 days?!" Johnson widened his eyes in surprise, and muttered in a low voice, "Unbelievable."

Zhao Shuxuan: "Is there any problem?"

"...When I was serving in the Marine Corps, I was in a coma for a week because of my injuries, and I lay in a hospital bed for a full month. I remember the moment when I was allowed to get out of bed and walk around, all the muscles in my body seemed to be torn apart With the help of the medical staff, it took me half a month to walk normally."

At this point, Johnson raised his arm, glanced at his hands in disbelief, and continued after a long pause, "But now, I feel like I slept for a long time... a nap?"

"It's really strange. Prolonged inactivity can lead to muscle atrophy, but the pheromone secreted by X-0172 bacteria can prevent this, and protect the dormant cells while prompting the cells of the organism to go dormant," looked at from Johnson sat up on the bed, Professor Zhao Shuxuan continued, "The specific physiological and chemical process is still under study. If you are interested in this, you can pay attention to the follow-up research progress."

The moment he heard the word X-0172 bacteria, Johnson's expression suddenly became tense, and he looked at Zhao Shuxuan and asked.

"How's the Martian bacteria on me now?"

Zhao Shuxuan: "It's been cleaned up."

Hearing these words, Johnson breathed a sigh of relief.

A big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Martian bacteria have been cleared.

Now he should finally be able to go home.

After his own safety was guaranteed, he finally remembered that he still had two teammates.

After pausing for a moment, he asked casually.

"Where's Jones and Tavy? How are my two players doing?"

Zhao Shuxuan glanced at the timer on his wrist again, and replied in a voice without emotional ups and downs: "Jones woke up 15 minutes earlier than you, and is probably dealing with personal hygiene in the multi-function service cabin. As for Taiwei, he Things can be a little more complicated."

Johnson froze for a moment and said, "What's wrong with Tai Wei?"

Zhao Shuxuan's eyes were serious, and after a moment of silence, he spoke.

"Generally speaking, the way we get rid of X-0172 bacteria is to prevent them from forming spores, and then use antibodies to kill them. However, his situation is a bit special, because he was born with an immune response to X-0172 bacteria, which led to his The spores in his body have been under attack all the time, even though we injected him with blocking pheromones, it did not awaken the spores in his body to become vegetative cells."

Johnson swallowed and asked, "That is to say..."

"He is still in a coma for the time being, or dormant." Zhao Shuxuan patted his shoulder, and slowly stood up from the chair. "Don't worry too much, we will find a way to cure him."

"……thanks."

Johnson smiled a little weakly.

He wasn't too worried about that.

For this player who disobeyed the command, he really didn't like it from the bottom of his heart. The reason why I care casually is only out of the captain's duty. As for whether that guy can wake up in the end, what does it have to do with him?

Anyway, the Ares plan has completely failed.

At this moment, the door of the medical cabin opened, and a researcher with a beard floated in.

When he saw Johnson sitting on the bed, Professor Stephen immediately floated forward and stood on the edge of the bed.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I made you suffer... How are you feeling now? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Somewhat blinded by the enthusiastic Professor Stephen, Johnson looked at Zhao Shuxuan with an expression of not understanding the situation.

Zhao Shuxuan coughed lightly, and explained to him: "This is Professor Stephen from Stanford University, who is also a microbiology expert appointed by the US government."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and looked at the timer on his wrist for the third time.

"It seems that you need a little time, so I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Shuxuan floated towards the door, leaving the space for "reminiscing about the past" to two people.

Looking at the hatch that was slowly closing, Johnson finally came back to his senses, recalling the greeting that the professor had thrown earlier, he hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"I'm fine now, when can we... go home?"

Professor Stephen patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Soon, the Queqiao that transported supplies is already on its way to the Moon Palace. The Chinese promised us to take the returning Queqiao to return to the International Space Station. There will be a dedicated spacecraft to take us home."

I can finally go home.

John Xin feels that this is probably the best news he has heard in the past two months.

Looking at Johnson with a soothing expression, Professor Stephen continued with great interest: "Speaking of which, how does it feel to be on Mars? Is it convenient to chat?"

Johnson: "...is this part of the medical exam?"

"No, it's just my personal interest." Professor Stephen shook his head and continued to ask with a smile, "You are the heroes of mankind. No one has ever set their footprints on that desert planet, but you did! I I am very curious, what is life on Mars like, I heard that you planted potatoes there? Using Martian soil? How does it taste, is it delicious?"

Hero...?

Facing the questions that Professor Stephen threw like a cannonball, Johnson's smile was a bit bitter.

Yes, they managed to put footprints on Mars, but it was the Chinese who brought them back from there.

No matter how you think about it, this is not a successful landing.

And the final outcome is indeed the case. The life support unit of the New Virginia sank in the sandstorm sweeping the world, and after they held on for nearly a month, they were finally forced to evacuate.

Looking at the silver-white planet outside the porthole, Johnson took a deep breath and slowly expressed his feelings.

"It's a feeling...you don't want to have it a second time."

"It just sucks."