Plague Doctor

"This, this medicine..."

Uncle Dan's voice was filled with surprise and excitement, and the faces of He Feng, Li Wen and others around him also changed.

I saw that on the flat culture medium in the petri dish, clusters of bacterial colonies had formed in some areas. In less than half an hour, they were already heading towards the stable period. The speed was staggering; but in some areas, colonies were forming. In those areas where the medicinal powder was added, no colonies were seen forming.

This drug has an antibacterial effect on this new type of Legionella! It has antibacterial effect!

A ray of light broke through the darkness of the sky, and He Feng and the others couldn't help but cry out in excitement. Although they burst into a series of violent coughs, they seemed to have regained their strength.

"It's useful, it's useful, Doctor Gu, your medicine is useful." He Feng coughed repeatedly and said, "This medicine is going to save lives, it's going to save lives..."

Gu Jun's breathing became heavier for a moment. After his mind went blank for a brief moment, many thoughts flashed through him.

This kind of pneumonia is indeed not hemoptysis, otherwise the world of different texts would not be destroyed...

The characteristics of this kind of bacteria should have been grasped by Yiwen people...

What role does the afterlife play in the process of developing bacteria in the laboratory, and does it provide any help...

As time goes by, the bacterial samples have just arrived at the scientific research fleet, and the drugs have not been tested there yet. The most important thing now is to race against time. He immediately called out with his mobile phone: "Command Center, the No. 1 drug test is valid! Please start the molecular structure analysis immediately!!"

"Received! Received!" There was a roar from the command center. He heard someone cheering, and everyone was extremely excited.

Now it depends on the scientific research fleet. The sooner it can be analyzed, the sooner it can be mass-produced.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Gu Jun thought to himself, this medicine is what creates history, this is the dawn of a new era, this is it.

But he was not overwhelmed by the excitement, and was slightly uneasy. With the current level of human science and technology, even the highest-level imitation companies dare not guarantee that they can analyze the molecular formula of each chemical drug 100%. In the face of this exotic drug, how many percent can be analyzed and how many can be imitated? The purity of...

And the resistance of Legionella to this anti-inflammatory drug is still unknown.

But now, there is indeed a new hope.

Gu Jun previously owned a total of 20 pills of this anti-inflammatory drug, but now 15 pills are in the scientific research fleet. One pill has been used in the experiment, and 4 pills are still available. Recently, the system no longer gives physical medicine for ordinary tasks, but only gives some old photos to digest mental erosion. Maybe that is a kind of "spiritual medicine".

4 pills. Anti-inflammatory drugs usually need to be taken 1-3 times a day, 1-2 pills at a time.

He did not know the usage and dosage of this medicine, but based on his medical knowledge, he inferred that these 4 anti-inflammatory medicines might only be enough for one patient for one day.

There are now thousands of patients in this hospital alone. And some people are very ill and may only be able to survive for another half day.

The first patient, Wang Guoxin, died about 34 hours later...

Gu Jun didn't know how long it would take for the scientific research fleet to produce results, but he knew that many patients here would not be able to survive until that time.

At this thought, his heart felt a little dazed and painful, but he still tried his best to calm down and think: "I'm going to see the patients who got sick first to see if any illusions will be triggered... and see if anyone, will be more important in this incident..."

This is not what a doctor should think, this is not a good idea, but he must first treat those people who can allow them to solve this plague and the organization behind it...

This plague can no longer spread, and there can be no more patients.

Gu Jun calmly thought and asked He Feng to take him, followed by Uncle Dan and Peacock, and left the laboratory to go to the inpatient department. They were still crowded by patients along the way, but this time they walked more smoothly, because the patients' looks became worse and worse, the noise became weaker, and more people were weak.

Not long after, they arrived outside an isolation ward. He Feng coughed and said, "This patient Shen Haoxuan was infected by Wang Guoxin on the bus."

"Yeah." Gu Jun pushed open the door to the ward and walked in. The stench was blocked by protective clothing, but he saw a young man lying on a hospital bed in the middle. The hospital clothes were covered with bloody sputum, rotten lung tissue and other vomiting. thing, the cyanotic young face is also covered with flesh and blood.

"Uncle Dan, help!" He shouted urgently and rushed over.

Too many deaths are caused by vomit blocking the patient's airway and suffocating.

As soon as he rushed over, he opened Shen Haoxuan's closed eyes and looked inside. There was already a turbid white inside...

Gu Jun gritted his teeth and continued to clean up the patient's vomit and perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but after he pressed for a while, the patient on the bed showed no reaction at all. Uncle Dan next to him whispered: "Ajun, it's gone, the patient has left..."

"Ah..." Gu Jun roared like a trapped animal, who could he blame? There simply aren't enough medical staff here.

"Alas." Uncle Egg was also very sad. Watching a young life die always made the doctor particularly sad.

This is not an old man in his 70s or 80s, or even a middle-aged man. He is an 18-year-old young man who has just entered college, and his life has not really begun yet.

Peacock and the others were silent, the scene of the legendary blood lung disease...

"26 hours." He Feng was already in another state of confusion, "It has only been 26 hours since Shen Haoxuan was admitted to hospital."

A young man, whose resistance should be stronger, is faster than Guoxin's 34 hours.

"The concentration of bacteria in the air here is getting higher and higher." He Feng thought of this

Possibly, "the patient's continued breathing of polluted air aggravated the condition."

Gu Jun narrowed his eyes and looked around. This was not an isolation ward, but an ordinary ward without even a ventilator.

"Let's go and see the other patients." He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and walked outside.

They looked around the surrounding wards. Both Shen Haoxuan's parents were dead. The ward was filled with splatters of blood, sputum and rot. The two were isolated at the same time as their son, but they died about 20 hours from the onset of illness. Shen Haoxuan’s friend Liu Hui also died. It only took about 27 hours from the onset of illness to death...

There were several other patients who were clearly infected on the bus, including the bus driver, an aunt, and several young men and women, all of whom died.

Gu Jun continued to the next ward, where Dr. Huang Lin got sick early in the morning and has been there for more than 20 hours now.

He knew that Dr. Huang also graduated from Dongzhou University Medical School and was his senior sister.

There was no coughing sound in the ward, and they felt relieved while standing in the corridor...

When he opened the door to the ward and walked in, he saw Dr. Huang Lin lying on the bed, surrounded by bloody sputum and other vomitus, as well as papers and pens that had fallen to the ground.

An originally pretty face was ashen and stained with dirt. The pupils on both sides were dilated, the reaction to light disappeared, and there was no pulse or heartbeat.

Dr. Huang Lin also died.

"Ajun." Uncle Dan shook his head. He Feng coughed uncomfortably. Peacock and others helped pull Gu Jun away, who was still trying to save him.

Gu Jun walked away blankly, took the medical record on the ground and looked through it, only to see a suicide note filled with pages: "My symptoms are still getting worse. If the first patient is still the first patient, Wang Guoxin's condition will develop at a faster rate." , I will lose my mind by tonight. It will be impossible for me to write a suicide note by then, so I must write it now..."

He looked at the tears that melted away the writing on the medical record, and his eyes were heating up. "Senior sister, go on your way." He murmured.

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