When they returned to the border camp and got off the car, Shi realized something was wrong.
There were fewer border guards wearing masks in the camp. At a glance, they could even be counted clearly. Even military doctors Cheng Musen and Lan Xin did not come out to greet them. She knew very well what this meant: the plague in the northwest region had spread and worsened.
Shiye looked serious, supported by a crutch, and hopped into the military doctor's barracks in a rather funny manner.
There were only two military doctors in the barracks, boiling medicine. They looked a little numb. When they heard the noise, they raised their heads slowly. When they saw Shiye, they were stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Doctor Shiye? You and Captain Xiao are back?"
The voice was filled with joy, and even a hint of crying, as if one had finally found someone to rely on.
Shi also frowned: "The ventilator and protective clothing have been brought back, where are Doctor Cheng and Doctor Lan?"
Hearing this, the two military doctors who were boiling the medicine looked at each other and said bitterly, "Doctor Makiya, the plague in the camp has not been contained, but has worsened and spread. Doctor Cheng took the initiative to contract the plague in order to develop medicine, and has now been isolated."
The corner of Shiya's mouth twitched. As expected, those who can be called "geniuses" usually have some problems with their brains.
Anyway, it is impossible for her to be so selfless. If she fails to develop the medicine, won’t she die?
Before going to Ling'an City, although the plague was serious, it had just begun. Unexpectedly, it had worsened to this extent in just three days. Once the border guards were fully infected with the disease, the border line would collapse. The Annan Army, which was eyeing it covetously, would never miss this opportunity. Streptomycin must be developed as soon as possible to change this precarious situation.
However, developing drugs is not that easy, even if you have the steps for cultivating biological strains in mind.
No matter how strong a person is, he still needs help. Cheng Musen is obviously a good choice who can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
However, the "madman" locked himself up. Shi also frowned and asked, "Where is Doctor Lan Xin?"
Just as the military doctor was about to speak, the curtain was lifted and Lan Xin hurried in. Seeing Shi Ye, she said with surprise and joy, "You're finally back. If you hadn't come back, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to hold on for much longer."
Shi also felt somewhat relieved when he saw that Lan Xin was not infected. He said, "Ling'an City Hospital is concerned about the epidemic in the Northwest Frontier Defense Army, so they have arranged for ten doctors to come and help. There are also ventilators. Please arrange for the critically ill patients, and have the doctors wear protective clothing and implement epidemic prevention measures. I have something very important to tell you, and I need to see Doctor Cheng."
Seeing that she looked serious, Lan Xin didn't ask any more questions and just nodded.
After Shiye put on protective clothing, Lan Xin sent him to the barracks where Cheng Musen was isolated.
His goal was to infect himself with the plague and prepare drugs based on his own personal experience. The idea was a bit crazy, but the effect was significant. Cheng Musen had been staying in the barracks for the past two days to study drugs, and the epidemic situation had not worsened.
Shi also entered the barracks and saw Cheng Musen, who looked pale, holding a test tube in his hand and testing drugs.
He looked extremely serious and focused, and even the sound of her entering the room did not disturb him.
Shi also walked to the table, looked at the medicinal materials on the table, and the densely packed formulas on the manuscript paper, his eyes trembling slightly. Although this research and development result is still some distance away from streptomycin, the direction of medication is correct!
Shi also looked at Cheng Musen and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is truly a genius.
Sure enough, she was right to come to Cheng Musen with the specific process. With his help, she could get twice the result with half the effort. Since human lives were involved, she couldn't develop it slowly on her own and reap all the benefits. If something really happened to the border guards and Annan attacked, she would not end up well.
Shi Ye didn't waste any time. She picked up the manuscript paper and quickly wrote down some formulas, including some new medications. She said, "Doctor Cheng, I have an idea. We need to cooperate to implement it."
Cheng Musen came back to his senses and looked at Shiye blankly. It took him a while to recognize him: "Doctor Shiye?"
"Well, they are back. The ventilators and protective suits are back. The situation will ease, but the most urgent task is to develop drugs. Doctor Cheng, antibiotic strain cultivation can treat plague. Chemical mutagenesis breeding should be familiar to you."
Shi also handed the manuscript back to Cheng Musen, who lowered his eyes to take a look and his expression suddenly became serious.
For a while, he showed shock in his eyes, and then he was immersed in the calculation. Shiye did not interrupt him. After a long time, Cheng Musen raised his stiff neck and looked at Shiye, saying solemnly: "Comrade Shiye's idea is feasible. We can give it a try."
Shi also nodded and sat down next to Cheng Musen with the help of his crutches. Cheng Musen paused and didn't ask any more questions.
This isolation room was originally prepared for Cheng Musen for research, and it was equipped with all necessary equipment. Although the two were not familiar with each other, one had theory and the other had experience, and they had a good understanding after they were involved in the cultivation of strains.
This research lasted for five days. During these days, Shiye and Cheng Musen stayed in the isolation barracks, eating and sleeping together. Of course, this meant leaning on the table to rest when they were tired, and continuing to be busy when they woke up, isolating themselves from everything in the outside world.
The operation of the medicine was good. I don't know if it was due to the smell of the medicine or the good protective measures, but there was no infection.
*
Xiao Yue stood on the watchtower in military uniform, holding a telescope and looking at the Annan territory in the distance.
Bao Qing quickly climbed up the watchtower and stood beside Xiao Yue, whispering, "As you expected, Annan is ready to make some moves and arranged some people to cross the border, but they were stopped by our people."
Xiao Yue's eyebrows were cold, and it was hard to tell the emotion in his dark eyes. He said in a serious tone: "Tight defense."
Bao Qing saluted, looked at the endless border, frowned and said: "You said these Annan people have nothing to do all day, they are just like us, the plague outbreak is serious, and they still have time to think about these messed up things."
Xiao Yue said nothing and put down the telescope in his hand: "Have you gotten used to it these days?"
Hearing this, Bao Qing was still a little embarrassed. He stretched out his hand to adjust his tight collar, touched the discipline button, tilted his neck, and said proudly: "What's there to be unaccustomed to? I think I'm still so handsome in the military uniform!"
Xiao Yue glanced at him, and then heard Bao Qing say, "You said that Comrade Shiye and Doctor Cheng have been busy for five days. In the past few days, except for Doctor Lan who went in to deliver meals, we haven't even seen them. Nothing will happen, right?"
As he spoke, Bao Qing stared straight at Xiao Yue, trying to find some clues in his eyes.
Xiao Yue's eyes passed from Bao Qing to the camp, and he leaned lazily on the railing of the observation tower and said nonchalantly, "They will develop antibiotics to solve the plague that is raging this time."
Hearing such good news, Bao Qing grinned: "Do you trust Comrade Maki so much?"
Xiao Yue's dark eyes revealed some incomprehensible emotions, and he said calmly: "I only believe in myself."
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