[MediKlein] What should I do if the corpse comes back to life?

【红克】尸体诈尸了怎么办？

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Published on January 26, 2025, at 10:21:06 PM

CP: Red Gram

Article Genre: Original IF line/magic world view

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I Dream LiteratureZhou Mingrui took a deep breath and quickly exhaled.He carefully donned his gloves and mask, staring at the man before him—or rather, a corpse.As a trainee forensic pathologist, dissecting corpses was an essential part of their journey, and this handsome man before them would be Zhou Mingrui's first.Zhou Mingrui examined the man's body carefully. From the barely decomposed face, he could tell that if he were still alive, his face alone would have attracted countless admirers. Unfortunately, he was already dead."I don't know your name," Zhou Mingrui said casually.But being too good-looking has its downsides, Zhou Mingrui thought. He reached out and touched the bloodstains on the man's face, one on each side, perfectly symmetrical. It was like having two extra mouths, Zhou Mingrui thought.The man's body was grotesquely decomposed. In some places, bones were exposed, while in others, it was as perfect as if he were still alive. Zhou Mingrui had to admit that some people are simply good-looking and have great figures. Despite the decay, the man's figure was truly remarkable, but Zhou Mingrui wasn't impressed.Where should he start? Zhou Mingrui pondered.The abdomen? He looked at his lower abdomen, which was almost covered in corpse spots, and after some thought, he gave up. Finally, he decided to start with the chest. Zhou Mingrui believed the chest cavity was a unique area, hard yet fragile. When the scalpel slashed through his chest, Zhou Mingrui expected to see bright red blood, nauseating rotting organs, and a cold heart. However, when a bright red rose took the place of the heart, Zhou Mingrui's eyes flashed with surprise.The rose gently touched Zhou Mingrui's hand, as if to please him. Zhou Mingrui, puzzled, took the red rose out of his chest, and when he looked again, there was no heart beneath the flower.How strange, Zhou Mingrui thought. Then he saw the man's hair, its original color gone. Zhou Mingrui didn't know what the man's hair looked like originally, but he thought the hair on his head, which had long lost its luster and was about to fall out, looked like a withered rose.He decided to find a way to preserve the rose. He held a rose in his left hand and fumbled with bottles and jars with his right hand. Suddenly, a large cold hand grabbed his left hand, and soon another hand clamped Zhou Mingrui's right hand and waist. He was fixed in an icy embrace.Zhou Mingrui was so scared that he didn't dare to move at all. Cold sweat slid down his forehead and flowed through the corners of his eyes. The person behind him used his free hand to pinch his chin and turned his head back. A familiar face came into view. It was the man he had just dissected.The man had two bloodstains on his rotten face and smiled maliciously,"Medici."The man, no, it should be Medici. Medici stared at Zhou Mingrui's face with interest, then turned to the flowers in Zhou Mingrui's hand and said to himself: "You haven't changed at all. You are still the same as before." Zhou Mingrui was confused when he heard it. What hasn't changed?Medici stared at Zhou Mingrui's bewildered face. "Go plant the flowers in your hand," he said, releasing his grip and watching him walk away. "Don't even think about running away." His thoughts understood, Zhou Mingrui obediently went about planting the flowers.Zhou Mingrui fiddled with the flowers, wondering, was this a final lucid moment? Why did he have no heart? What did this rose represent? This rose, a symbol of love, couldn't it have been given to him by his beloved? But how did he die? What did he mean by what he just said? A tangle of questions surrounded Zhou Mingrui, making his mind swirling. But he still managed to do his job well, after all, no one knew what that half-human, half-ghost creature would do if he made a mistake.Zhou Mingrui quietly gazed at the vibrant rose growing in the jar. He felt that pulling the rose out of Medici's body was the key to his resurrection. He wondered if he could ever put it back in, and sprinkled some water on the rose.Then he turned around and saw that all the signs of decay on Medici's body had vanished, including the spot where he had cut into his chest. The lividity was still slowly fading. "This is completely hopeless," Zhou Mingrui thought, feeling somewhat hopeless.Medici watched his wounds heal, then saw Zhou Mingrui, stunned across from him. He felt a tinge of laughter, but to maintain his serious demeanor, he spoke without emotion: "Your goal from now on is to nurture this rose. Don't try to tell anyone about this, or else..." He paused. "Or else what?" Zhou Mingrui asked warily.Medici smiled a strange smile, revealing the scars on either side that resembled a mouth. "You can try."Zhou Mingrui suddenly felt a surge of heat, his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.Just as he was about to collapse, Medici caught him. Looking at the unconscious Zhou Mingrui, Medici seemed about to say something, but after a cautious glance, he remained silent.After placing Zhou Mingrui on the bed where he had been lying not long ago, Medici took a chair and sat beside him. A moment later, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and then he saw his own naked body.Medici himself had nothing to be embarrassed about, but... He glanced at Zhou Mingrui. After thinking for a long time, he decided to go out and find some clothes. Before leaving, Medici gave Zhou Mingrui an ambiguous look.Shortly after Medici left, Zhou Mingrui, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up. Zhou Mingrui put away his protective suit and left in a hurry. However, he did not see that after he left, the roses on the table flashed with fire, and then disappeared along with the jar.After asking for leave from his mentor, Zhou Mingrui did not rush home, but ran to a place a little further away from home. For some reason, Zhou Mingrui suddenly felt a little depressed, like the calm before the storm.It's better to deal with my own affairs first, Zhou Mingrui thought. After finding a place to sit down, Zhou Mingrui began to think of ways to inquire about Medici's identity."Luo Shan, do you know the identity of the body you dissected for me today?"The other party replied quickly."Huh? Isn't your vivisection scheduled for tomorrow?""?""I checked, it's tomorrow. You're dissecting a body with your teacher, Mr. Fusheng Xuanhuang. What happened?"Not today? Zhou Mingrui was surprised and confused. After calming down, he tried to brush it off."Really? I thought it was today, but I must have misremembered. I just want to find out the identity of the body and make some preparations.""Oh, if anything happens, remember to let me know!"After hastily ending the conversation, Zhou Mingrui began to sort out his thoughts. Who wasthe person who asked me to dissect the body today? Zhou Mingrui couldn't remember the person's face. He couldn't remember the person's face, and he happened to encounter a resurrected body.He suddenly understood. Not only was today's event strange, but everything that had happened in the past few days was also strange.Sometimes he felt like everyone around him was staring at him. Sometimes he felt like he was surrounded by the same people even though he was in a busy city.When he saw the red moon again at night, he finally saw a psychiatrist. He explained that it was hallucinations caused by recent stress and asked him to come to him if he saw the red moon again.His friends also told him to skip work if he was feeling too stressed, but for some reason, he refused their help. Justas he was trying to process the strange events of the past few days, someone sent him a message.Zhou Mingrui, interrupted, couldn't recall what he was thinking, so he checked the message. It was from his teacher."Xiao Zhou, Luo Shan said you seem very nervous?"Seeing Lao Lai's concern for him, Zhou Mingrui felt himself slowly calming down. His teacher had been very kind to him and always cared deeply about him. Although he sometimes felt the teacher's concern was a bit excessive, he kept quiet. He wasn't in the habit of reporting everything to his teacher."Well, after all, this is my first time dealing with a corpse." It wasn't the first time, Zhou Mingrui thought of the "corpse" he didn't know where."Don't be nervous, just assist me.""Okay, thank you, teacher."After turning off his phone, Zhou Mingrui sat there for a moment, unable to remember what he had been thinking.He dazedly found a restaurant for dinner, lingering until sunset before returning home. "Medici hasn't come to see me for so long, so he's let me go?" Zhou Mingrui thought happily, "That's great."Upon returning home, Zhou Mingrui subconsciously surveyed the room before entering. The couple he'd been living with had been traveling for the past few days, and the house seemed a bit quieter.Returning to his bedroom, he slumped over on the bed, trying to put the day's events out of his mind. After a while, he climbed out of bed. Zhou Mingrui decided to shower and go to bed. After all, who cares if Medici is human or ghost after he falls asleep?Just as he walked past his desk, he froze. The rose he'd forgotten in the autopsy lab was on his desk. Zhou Mingrui felt goosebumps all over his body and quickly backed away.Suddenly, he bumped into something and quickly bounced off. Zhou Mingrui turned around and saw Medici standing behind him.Although Medici was good-looking, his pale face, two scars on his face, and his blood-red hair were a perfect ghost story. Zhou Mingrui felt like he'd develop PTSD around attractive people.Seeing Medici staring at him, Zhou Mingrui had to break the awkward atmosphere himself. Medici started to say, "Why did you..." He didn't take the flower. "I'm sorry!" Zhou Mingrui interrupted.Medici didn't quite understand how the human brain worked. Why was he suddenly apologizing to him? Had he done something wrong?As Medici pondered the differences between the human brain and his own, Zhou Mingrui, nearly kneeling before the man across from him, was so overcome with tears that he almost knelt. Seeing his expression deepen instead of softening, Zhou Mingrui had already imagined how he would die.He'd almost forgotten that ghosts wouldn't reason with humans. Drawing on his years of horror movie experience, Zhou Mingrui could only silently pray."Why didn't you take the flowers?" Medici asked, his expression strange. Huh? Why did he care? Would he be angry if I said I did it on purpose? Zhou Mingrui thought for a moment, then spoke cautiously, "I... forgot." He looked at Medici, trying to read his face.Medici's expression remained unchanged, "I know what you're thinking." Zhou Mingrui was unsure if he was being deceitful or if he truly knew. Seeing no movement, Medici spoke again, "You don't really think I don't know you did it on purpose?" "What if?" Seeing that his opponent hadn't shown any sign of harm for so long, Zhou Mingrui gradually grew bolder.Medici looked at the man, who was much shorter than him, but time was of the essence, so he suppressed a mocking taunt. "Just remember to take care of it. As for anything else, I won't say anything." Zhou Mingrui watched the man disappear in the flames."Medici? Medici?" Zhou Mingrui whispered to Medici several times, only to be relieved once he was sure he knew he was gone.Zhou Mingrui looked at the roses on the table and thought of Medici again. He considered secretly throwing them away, but Medici's words stopped him. He watered the flowers and went to shower.Afterward, he dragged his exhausted body to bed and quickly fell asleep.Zhou Mingrui found himself in a strange place. It was dim, with strange buildings and sculptures. He even saw snakes, his greatest fear, and he almost cried out. As he continued walking, he realized he had a companion, though he couldn't see clearly, probably a woman.Somewhere, Zhou Mingrui saw someone familiar: the resurrected Medici. The Medici before him seemed the same as when he had just met him, except that he was wearing black armor and had a red mark on his head. The scar on his face that looked like a mouth had become a real mouth.Suddenly, he saw Medici open his eyes and look at him. A strange man was reflected in his dark pupils.Zhou Mingrui woke up, startled. He didn't know if it was because Medici's eyes were too terrifying, or because he had someone else's face in his dream. He checked the time. It was midnight.He didn't turn on the lights, watching the silver moonlight seep in through the window, and finally felt at ease. He began to think about the dream.Some of the buildings in the dream looked like buildings from the Victorian era in the West. Zhou Mingrui determined the age of the buildings based on his knowledge of the West.Could Medici be an ancient figure? Was the strange man in the dream his past life? Because in my previous life, I was just an ordinary person, while Medici was an immortal monster. After my death, Medici sought his own reincarnation and continued... Pah, pah, pah, Zhou Mingrui found himself drifting off into thought. How could this romance novel plot happen to him, and both of them were men..."Huh." A soft laugh reached Zhou Mingrui's ears, and then he smelled a strong scent of blood. Zhou Mingrui looked at the man who had suddenly appeared. Medici was wearing the same armor as in his dream, and the mark on his head was bright red, allowing Zhou Mingrui to see Medici's face in the darkness. Seeing Zhou Mingrui stunned, Medici sat down naturally on the edge of the bed, next to Zhou Mingrui, who was leaning against the headboard.Perhaps because of the dream, Zhou Mingrui was no longer as afraid of Medici, and a sense of familiarity emerged. However, he was not used to him being so close to him. When he tried to distance himself, Medici held him down. He grabbed his arm and pulled him closer. Now Zhou Mingrui could smell the blood on him even more.Seeing Zhou Mingrui's slightly disgusted look, Medici suddenly had a prank idea. He touched Zhou Mingrui's clothes with his blood-stained hand. Seeing Medici using his clothes as a rag, Zhou Mingrui finally couldn't stand it anymore. He picked up a nearby pillow and hit Medici on the head, catching Medici off guard. After removing the pillow, he saw Zhou Mingrui's angry eyes and muttering about how expensive the clothes were, which reminded him of their first meeting. However, Medici thought, now is not the time to reminisce about the past.Seeing that Zhou Mingrui didn't say anything after being hit, he remembered his sudden departure and return, accompanied by the strong smell of blood. He wouldn't kill anyone, would he? He could have returned from the dead to seek revenge!Medici watched Zhou Mingrui suddenly show nervousness, then pulled him aside to talk about the legality of murder. Combined with what he had just thought, Medici was a little amused."Also, you smell so strongly of blood, are you injured?"Seeing that the other party still wanted to continue talking, Medici covered his mouth, did not answer the question, stood up and said to him: "It's time to go."Zhou Mingrui looked at Medici with a confused face. "If you don't leave, your mortal enemy will catch up with you." Medici had to say patiently."Armistice?" Zhou Mingrui was pulled up. What mortal enemy do I have? Could it be the mortal enemy from the previous life?Medici took the roses out of the jar and saw Zhou Mingrui wearing pajamas and slippers in a daze. Zhou Mingrui took the flowers from Medici's hand, took a bottle of water and put the flowers away. He was relieved when he saw that the flowers did not wither. Medici watched him from the side."Whatever you want to know, I will tell you on the way."Medici draped a cloak around Zhou Mingrui and took his hand.It felt strangely like an elopement, Zhou Mingrui thought. He noticed that the smell of blood on Medici had faded. He looked at the well-maintained rose in the vase.A flash of fire flashed before his eyes, and they arrived in an unfamiliar place.But if they had been any later, the giant tentacles would have buried the house and them in ruins.He wondered where they would be taken, Zhou Mingrui thought. Seeing his absent-mindedness, Medici recounted the story he had spun with Heiye and the others."In my previous life, I was a noble, and you were a scholar. After my death, my soul was imprisoned in the basement of an ancient castle. You and your companions accidentally freed me..." Medici read Adam's handwritten essay emotionlessly.Huh? A true story of reincarnation, Zhou Mingrui found this story odd."And then... and then you were killed by your mortal enemy. Now, 'He' is looking for you." Medici's expression was a little strange.Was there a part missing? Zhou Mingrui thought, "So you came to me to help me?" Medici nodded."But why did you come to help me? In your story, I was just someone who saved you by accident. You didn't have to save me.""Because I like to help.""My mortal enemy is very strong, right?""Yes.""Can you beat him?""No.""Then why did you come to save me? Aren't you afraid of death?""I won't die."Walking together on the dark road, the two began a question-and-answer session."What does the rose mean?""...My family's estate used to grow roses.""Are you one with the flowers?""Yes, but not completely,"Medici said mysteriously. Although he felt a little guilty about Medici's way of speaking, Zhou Mingrui confirmed one thing: Medici's wound healed because of the rose.This was why Medici asked him to take good care of the rose."If the rose died, would you die too?""You want me to die?""No, no, no, no, I'm just curious."So, the rose is the real body? He recalled several instances of Medici appearing near the roses, further confirming his suspicions.Medici suddenly stopped, and Zhou Mingrui, distracted, bumped into Medici's armor. Unaware of the pain, Zhou Mingrui simply wanted to know what was happening. Medici suddenly pulled the hood of his cloak over him, just enough to cover his eyes.Zhou Mingrui's heart raced with inexplicable anxiety and panic, and he clutched the vase of roses tightly. Before he could ask anything, Medici hurriedly dragged him away.After nearly falling several times due to his vision being obscured, Medici remembered that Zhou Mingrui couldn't see. He quickly picked him up and began running faster.What was he seeing? Zhou Mingrui was bewildered, feeling that Medici was hiding something from him. Although he didn't know what was happening, the nervous expression on Medici's face told him the gravity of the situation. He tried to look behind Medici, but he was pinned down by his head."If you want to die, just say so," Medici said briefly.Zhou Mingrui thought for a moment and asked a question."How can I help you?"Medici looked down at him."Your cloak."As soon as he finished speaking, a huge tentacle stretched out towards Zhou Mingrui. Medici hugged Zhou Mingrui with one hand, and with the other hand, he pulled out a sword out of thin air and easily cut off the tentacle. But Zhou Mingrui didn't see a thing.After sensing what Medici was doing, he knew that his mortal enemy was getting closer and closer. He looked at the ordinary cloak on his body, wondering what was different.A voice of unknown gender sounded in his mind."You need to know where you are going, and then, open the door."Where to go? Zhou Mingrui thought of the place in his dream. What does it mean to open the door? Make the gesture of opening the door? As he thought, he stretched forward with his free hand. A burst of white light enveloped the two of them, and they disappeared in an instant.Behind them were countless huge tentacles and crimson moonlight.In reality, Zhou Mingrui had always had a question. What Medici said was probably correct, but perhaps he had omitted something. He felt that Medici would never help him without a reason. Medici was hiding something.The basement was dimly lit, and Zhou Mingrui could just see Medici's nervous expression. The two of them remained silent.Zhou Mingrui cleared his dry throat."Is there something you haven't told me?"Medici looked at him with an inexplicable mockery. "There are so many things I haven't told you." He tried to leave, but Zhou Mingrui grabbed him tightly."I know you're going to die. But he's my enemy, not yours. Whatever he wants to do, it's all about me. You never told me who he was, right? Is it because..." He was the person I knew best... Zhou Mingrui's voice was a little hoarse.Medici looked at him expressionlessly, then suddenly bent down to meet his gaze."Yes, He is your teacher, the one who has promoted you and cared for you all the way. He is your most trusted teacher, the Heavenly Venerable Fu Sheng Xuan Huang. Could you bring yourself to do that to him?" Laughing, he tore off Zhou Mingrui's cloak and set it on fire.Medici looked at Zhou Mingrui's expression of disbelief, inexplicably annoyed. "Your teacher is a monster, half-human, half-ghost, just like me. And you are just an ordinary person. I even burned your only useful cloak. How can you fight Him? With your tiny body?"Medici felt that he would never speak so much again, especially to comfort someone. He pressed Zhou Mingrui against a flat stone and said in a gentle voice, "Only if I fight Him can I defeat Him."Zhou Mingrui hesitated for a moment before asking his last question."What is our relationship?"Medici was stunned. After a moment, he spoke: "...You know what our relationship is."Then Medici gently placed a bloody kiss on Zhou Mingrui's forehead and rushed off to the battlefield, surrounded by flames and smoke.Zhou Mingrui simply watched Medici's departure.The long and agonizing wait lasted almost without movement, like a statue. He took the roses out of the vase, fearing they would wither in the blink of an eye.He didn't know how much time had passed, but there was no change between day and night in the basement. Did Medici spend every day like this? The roses were still there, so Medici shouldn't be in trouble. Why would I get into such a troublesome and dangerous situation? Medici shouldn't be in trouble. He said he knew their relationship. What kind of relationship was it? A scholar freed a soul imprisoned for thousands of years, and either his kindness was repaid with hatred, or... or... Zhou Mingrui thought he knew it. It turned out he knew it all along.But there was still a little bit of disbelief, Zhou Mingrui thought.Suddenly, he felt the flower in his hand move. The roots began to grow, and within seconds, a vast expanse of roses began to expand outward around Zhou Mingrui.The roses were clearly growing stronger and stronger, but Zhou Mingrui felt only sadness, a surge of grief welling up in his heart.The roses grew wildly, covering the surrounding walls and filling every crevice. A weary figure appeared, collapsing with a thud amidst the roses. Zhou Mingrui hurried over, the thorns of the roses piercing his legs, yet he felt no pain.Medici watched Zhou Mingrui approach and suddenly felt that it would be better if he could heal his wounds first. That way, he could make a good impression on this amnesiac.Zhou Mingrui knelt beside Medici, examining his injuries."No need to examine me. I'm not going to die," Medici said, looking at Zhou Mingrui with a serious yet calm voice.Zhou Mingrui looked at Medici's wounds and tried to say something, but was interrupted."I don't need you to tell me you're touched. With me are your friends—yes, a lot of friends.""My friends?" Zhou Mingrui asked hurriedly. "Then why didn't you take me with you?" He felt uneasy, only guilty, having his friends shoulder so much."Don't worry, they're all safe. Here, you're the only one who'll die." "Only me?" Zhou Mingrui's mind flashed through many people, but he couldn't make out any of their faces."If you die... all our efforts will be wasted," Medici said haltingly.Seeing Medici's change of heart, Zhou Mingrui grew impatient. He stared at the nearly withering rose in his hand and spoke with a hint of tears in his voice, "Didn't you say you wouldn't die?"Medici's voice trailed off. "I won't die, I'm just leaving."He didn't give Zhou Mingrui time to speak. "After I leave, it'll be your battle with that person. Everything you have is in this rose." Medici's lips curled slightly. "We'll meet again," he paused. "Many people are waiting for you."The rose spread over Medici's body, drawing nourishment from him.Zhou Mingrui watched as the vibrant Medici transformed into a corpse.The rose in his hand transformed into a gun, a cane, a pair of gloves, and the cloak Medici had burned.Zhou Mingrui swiftly gathered the items.His teacher stood at the basement door, his usual smile still on his face, staring at him.Zhou Mingrui didn't respond.It was time for them to put an end to this