Bao Qing looked at his indifferent expression and frowned: "Old Xiao, I really think you shouldn't take that dream too seriously. Anyway, it hasn't happened yet and there is still room for maneuver. It's better to live your life well first."
"Comrade Shiye is gentle and pretty. She was an educated youth sent to work in the countryside and became a military doctor. If you are transferred back in the future, it won't affect you bringing people back with you! The most important thing is that I think Comrade Shiye likes you very much."
After saying that, Bao Qing bumped into Xiao Yue's shoulder and whispered, "I'm telling you, this place will never be available again. I've asked around. That Doctor Cheng Musen is young and promising, and he's good-looking. He's in the same industry as Comrade Shiye, so they must have a lot to talk about. This time they're working together to develop drugs. Tsk, Old Xiao, I'm worried about you!"
When he said the last sentence, Bao Qing sighed deeply, his tone a little heavy.
After Bao Qing finished speaking, he turned to look at Xiao Yue, only to find that he was frowning at him with a somewhat unhappy look in his eyes. He said indifferently: "Bao Qing, don't say such things anymore in the future. Shi Ye is different from ordinary women. What she wants is definitely not love. She and I are at most a cooperative relationship, and it is an unstable cooperative relationship. We may fall out at any time."
Xiao Yue said calmly: "Besides, she has a fiancé, maybe they will get married someday."
Bao Qing's face fell all of a sudden, and he waved his hands in annoyance: "Alright, alright, I don't want to listen. There's no need to worry about so much. What's wrong with having a fiancé? For someone like me, why would I care about this? It's good enough if I like him!"
After saying that, Bao Qing turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly saw Xiao Yue's cold eyes.
"No way, I just said one word and you're angry? You're so petty?" Bao Qing was very dissatisfied. Just as he was about to teach him a lesson, Xiao Yue picked up the telescope and looked towards the Annan army. There was a raging fire, and he could see the Annan soldiers struggling in the flames. Those people were even still alive, but they were about to be burned to death.
Bao Qing noticed Xiao Yue's suddenly tense back, and with a serious expression, he followed his gaze towards the Annan army.
He could only see a little black smoke rising up, and was immediately surprised: "What the hell are these Annan people doing? Burning fire to keep warm in broad daylight? The smoke is really black, are they trying to divert the blame and start a fire for us?"
Looking at the strange and unusual movements of the Annan army, it was hard for Bao Qing not to have conspiracy theories.
After a while, Xiao Yue handed the telescope to Bao Qing, pursed his lips, and said, "The situation over there is terrible, the plague is worse than ours, it's already at the point of burning people alive, but this will only cause chaos, not make things better."
Bao Qing's hand holding the telescope trembled a little, and he quickly raised it to take a look. After looking, his dark face turned pale.
"These Annamites are so cruel. The person is not even dead yet! I hope nothing happens to them?" Although they were not on friendly terms with the Annamitian army, they were all soldiers, and they still felt a little sorry to see such a scene.
They joined the army to defend their country, but their superiors did not want to save people and insisted on taking such extreme measures.
Xiao Yue shook his head and said in a deep voice: "It's hard to say. Keep the news from the Annan Army suppressed and don't let it leak out."
Hearing this, Bao Qing's face turned even uglier: "You mean, the Annan people are likely to take this opportunity to stir up trouble?"
Xiao Yue looked at the black smoke rising into the sky with a sharp gaze: "It's important to be on guard against others."
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The Annan army was unable to rescue the plague patients in time and burned all the seriously ill patients to death. Such cruel news could not be suppressed.
When Xiao Yue returned to the camp after patrolling the border, he saw a scene of chaos.
Many patients who had been quarantined in temporary barracks with the plague dragged their sick bodies out and stood in the camp, shouting: "We contracted the plague in order to protect our country and guard the border. If you don't rescue us but burn us to death, we won't accept it!"
The noise was deafening. The doctors were surrounded and felt a little scared of the scene.
After Shi Ye and Cheng Musen devoted themselves to research and development work, Lan Xin was the only military doctor in charge.
Lan Xin felt a headache as she watched the patients rioting and walking out of the isolation barracks one after another, while the soldiers who were not sick and wearing protective clothing retreated and did not dare to argue with them.
The situation had improved a lot with the introduction of ventilators and protective clothing. How could something like this suddenly happen?
The plague has a high mortality rate. These sick patients are under tremendous pressure every day, especially the seriously ill patients. Their comrades in the hospital beds next to them may die the next day, which will only cause a greater psychological burden.
"We're all going to die anyway! Rather than being burned to death by you, let's all get sick together!"
"Yes! That's right! You won't give up on us unless everyone gets sick!"
"We don't want to be like those Annan troops! We want to live! You can't burn us to death!"
"..."
The patients' riot was extremely terrifying. The plague was transmitted through droplets. They looked at the people in protective clothing with ferocious expressions. Each of them seemed possessed. They rushed forward and began to desperately tear off the protective clothing on the military doctors.
For a moment, the scene was in chaos and everyone screamed in fear.
Xiao Yue clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and his face was gloomy. Just as he was about to step forward, he heard a slightly hoarse female voice: "Comrades, calm down! You are saved! Doctor Cheng and I have developed streptomycin! This is an antibiotic that specifically treats plague and can save you! Don't talk about burning to death, we are different from the Annan people."
Shiya held up a tube of streptomycin and said, "Don't worry anymore. We are people of the new society. We have science, doctors, and ways to cure diseases and save lives. As long as everyone cooperates with the treatment and believes in our efforts, the plague will definitely be defeated! Comrades, cheer up, good days are waiting for us!"
As Shiye said this, the scene gradually quieted down, and Cheng Musen also walked out of the barracks.
"Comrades, please stay calm. After research, streptomycin is indeed effective in curing plague. Comrade Makiya and I have been working day and night just to keep everyone alive. Please trust us."
Although he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, Cheng Musen didn't look haggard. Instead, his eyes were bright. It was obvious that the disease had not worsened, and there were even signs of improvement. Everyone present was shocked.
Someone in the crowd asked, "What is this streptomycin? Is it really useful?"
"You guys are not lying to us, are you just trying to keep us quiet so you can find a chance to burn us to death?"
When people are on the verge of death, they will always be suspicious. Thinking of the smoke rising from the Annan Army, it is difficult for the patients to remain calm.
Shi also pursed his lips and said, "You are the border guards, protecting the people, and you are the heroes of the country. No matter what, the final outcome will not be to be burned to death to isolate the plague! Streptomycin can not only cure the plague, but also prevent it. Doctor Cheng and I have tested it. During the time he was sick, I stayed with him the whole time, and he didn't get sick, right?"
Even though Shi was sincere, some people still questioned him: "You only know how to say nice things! Who knows if he is really sick? And you, wearing a mask and protective clothing, protecting yourself like this, how could you be sick?"
These words were like the spreading plague, and the situation got out of control again.
Shi also started to have a headache, and Cheng Musen pursed his lips. He was a doctor and had seen such scenes before.
People will do anything to stay alive.
"Doctor Makiya and Doctor Cheng worked day and night to develop medicine. You are heroes, and so are they! You are soldiers of the Hurricane Battalion, not gossipers. If you can survive, why don't you try and know?"
A clean and crisp voice swept through the camp. Xiao Yue stood out from the crowd with a stern look on his face. He took off his mask and protective clothing, stood in front of Shi Ye in a military uniform, reached out and rolled up the clothes on his arms, revealing his strong and powerful arms.
"Excuse me, Doctor Makiya."
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