Fortunately, Jiang Ning dodged quickly, otherwise his feet would be covered in blood.

When you see what kind of monster it is, you are completely speechless.

It's really used to extortion. It was covered in wounds last time and vomited blood when we met this time.

When the dog was ready to attack, he realized that it was his own henchman who was causing trouble. He took a few steps back in disgust, growling and angrily denouncing the henchman's rogue behavior.

After having a tantrum, he would whimper to show his concern.

They communicated in dog language.

The Tibetan Mastiff lay on the ground, coughing and wagging its tail weakly at Jiang Ning, revealing its soft belly.

In just over a month, the majestic animal had become emaciated and seemed to be on its last legs.

Jiang Ning was speechless. He had to spray the blood stains with disinfectant first, then disinfect the Tibetan Mastiff's entire body before dragging it into the yard.

He hadn't been back for more than a month, so the brother and sister were responsible for disinfecting the place, while Jiang Ning found a rope to tie up Aben's limbs.

It is about the same size as an adult, so one pill is about the same amount.

Jiang Ning took this opportunity to go to the backyard to see Dahui and Xiaobai.

The smog virus was coming in full force, and she thought she would have to collect their bodies when she came back this time, but she didn't expect that they actually survived and were now gathering together to eat dry grass.

It seems that the haze virus has less impact on poultry, otherwise the dog would not have recovered so quickly.

When the rabbits saw Jiang Ning coming back, they ignored him completely.

The dog stayed by the suffering Aben, afraid that his blood would splash on him, but also afraid that he would not be able to see clearly because he was too far away.

Jiang Ning didn't bother to pay attention to Aben. He disinfected the Coke and went upstairs.

Over the past month, except for the period of rest when I was sick, I have been working non-stop every day, and even the strongest body cannot take it.

Although we have antibodies, our family is undoubtedly much luckier than those patients in scientific research institutes who are in serious condition.

If mild illness is so painful, one can imagine how torturous severe illness is. Moreover, the virus can easily change, so we cannot be careless.

Turn on the air purifier, wash yourself from head to toe with hot water, and pour disinfectant on your clothes...

Whether it's people or things, clean them thoroughly.

They turned on the lights, took out the tempting food, chicken soup, braised pork elbow, seafood, and the three people and one dog enjoyed it to their heart's content.

This is the most enjoyable meal I have had since the smog.

After eating and drinking, Jiang Ning put on protective clothing and went out to see Aben.

Wow, he’s really tough and is still breathing.

Even though he was almost dying, he still wagged his tail at Jiang Ning. His two pitiful eyes...

Jiang Ning couldn't bear it, so he untied the ropes that bound its limbs and gave it a bowl of high-calorie dog food.

The dog didn't leave after eating. Its huge and skinny body huddled in the corner of the courtyard wall. Its watery eyes looked helpless, pitiful, weak, and cautiously trying to please.

Oh, is it planning to find another wise master?

"Woof!"

Coke lay on the glass on the rooftop, encouraging the seriously ill henchman.

The Tibetan Mastiff raised its head and looked at its elder brother with grievance from a distance.

Jiang Ning slapped his forehead and closed the door silently.

Back on the second floor, she rubbed her forehead and discussed with Huo Yishen, "How should we divide the medicine we brought back?"

Even if all the drugs have been donated anonymously, it is obviously not enough. This is just the southern provinces. The smog virus has spread all the way south from the northern island countries. No, it has even spread in all directions. It is foreseeable that the cities where the virus passes...

Everyone has selfish motives, otherwise she would not have asked Ma Guangnian for medicine. After all, every minute and every second is torture for the sick, especially when the cough persists for a long time, it is really worse than death.

She tried to think positively, but she knew very well that the survivors at the bottom would not be able to get the medicine so quickly.

Many people can't even wait for the medicine.

She only had 50 copies, and the bastard had already taken one.

Huo Yi thought deeply, "The virus is more advanced than the last time I experienced it. Many people died in just a few days from the onset of the disease. Even if you want to give it, some people may not be here anymore."

Jiang Ning felt a little heavy in his heart, but this was a natural disaster, the unpredictable and cruel end of the world.

She picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted them one by one, in no particular order, choosing them based on distance.

After a long time of ringing, a response came from the other end - a violent cough, a broken throat, and a weak voice, "Sister-in-law, are you and Brother Huo okay?"

Doudou was standing nearby, and asked nervously, "Uncle Qin, is Brother Xiaomu okay?"

"Doudou, Xiaomu is okay, but he keeps talking about you every day. He said he must see you again..."

Before he could finish his words, a weak but violent cough came from the other end, "Dou Dou..."

Both the father and son were still gasping for breath. Qin Chuan felt very uncomfortable, but he still told them what had happened during this period.

Many people in the community have been infected. The intercom channel went from being filled with panic, noise, crying, and begging for medicine to slowly calming down. Now no one is talking on it anymore.

Someone gets infected every day, and someone dies every day.

The weather was hot, humid and windless with smog, and there was a faint stench of corpse, which later spread to all directions.

In the end, it was the Rong family who took the lead, and the owners followed suit to help. Everyone wore protective clothing, and those who didn't have any wrapped themselves tightly with sheets or clothes. They cleaned the bodies out of the villa, poured gasoline on them and burned them.

No one knows exactly how many people died, but the cleanup is done every two or three days, and the owners of the community take turns.

Green-headed flies were flying everywhere, which had a great impact on the visual and taste senses. Many people couldn't eat for several days because of the smoke.

But they had no choice but to do it anyway, otherwise not only would they be unbearable from the fumes, but it might also cause an epidemic or accelerate the spread of the virus.

Qin Chuan stockpiled some medicine himself, and with the medicine packages given by Jiang Ning, the father and son's condition was relatively not that serious, but they were almost tortured to death.

He insisted on taking care of his son, but his son wanted to see Doudou.

But no matter how we called, there was no movement from next door, as if the person had disappeared from the face of the earth.

People come every day and knock desperately on the doors of 50 buildings, some begging or cursing, but without exception they all want to live.

Qin Chuan was also worried, but he knew very well that both of them were capable and should have gone to find someone to treat their illness.

Seeing no one responded, the unwilling owner wanted to climb into Building 50 to look for medicine, but was stopped several times by the people in Building 42, and even a fight broke out.

The guy from Building 42 was so fierce and merciless in his attack that the owner who was beaten finally gave up.

I didn't expect that Zhang Chao and his men would still guard Building 50 even though they knew I was not there.

Jiang Ning smiled and showed concern for his condition.

Qin Chuan was breathing rapidly. "I coughed up blood today. I felt like my heart, liver, spleen, and lungs were going to come out. I also had an intermittent fever."

"Don't worry, your symptoms are far from death."

At the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he was either performing autopsies or dealing with patients. Jiang Ning diagnosed him through the intercom, "Eat well and sleep well, you will get through it."

She thought for a moment and then asked, "How are the monkeys?"

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, "The monkey is fine, but..."

There are many families there, and there are not enough medicine packages to go around. Some families who are burdened more than others have not had good food, clothing and other expenses in recent years, so their health is naturally broken. Several people have already passed away.

There are men, women, and children.

Qin Chuan was running out of medicine, and no matter how sad he was, he couldn't change the cruel reality.