Chapter 207 Wang Jia is infected
The white fog descended on the seventh day.
Even though all the patients infected with virus No. 1 recovered, the research results on Bai Wu did not come out so quickly.
In order to buy time for the research department, the authorities began to use various methods to carry out disinfection, and they carried out carpet spraying in every area.
We don't expect to completely remove the white mist, but we just hope to reduce the concentration of the white mist and make it rise more slowly.
But the reality is not satisfactory.
After each disinfection, the concentration of white mist in the air will decrease, but before we can be happy, the white mist will reappear in just half an hour, and the concentration will be even higher than before.
It just floats there quietly, as if mocking human beings' arrogance.
This result also made the authorities dare not act rashly, and they can only place their hopes on the research department, hoping to develop a method to fight the white fog as soon as possible.
With this disaster, everyone has no other choice but to endure it.
Shi Jiaojiao didn't know that there had been new progress in the heating point. She was standing in front of the window, looking outside.
The sky was so blue, the sunshine was so gentle, she seemed to be able to feel the breeze blowing gently outside.
If you don't look down, who would know that the world is experiencing a huge disaster.
From the end of the world to now, each disaster seems to be a test from God.
There is only one goal: survival of the fittest.
Only those who can withstand it will have the chance to survive, while those who cannot will be ruthlessly abandoned by this world and become nutrients for natural disasters, or even sacrifices for natural disasters.
At this moment, a sudden scream from a distance interrupted Shi Jiaojiao's thoughts.
When she looked over, she saw a survivor falling into the water from a building diagonally opposite.
Because of the glass, she couldn't hear the sound of falling into the water.
But she could imagine it.
That is the sound of human life disappearing.
Shi Jiaojiao closed the curtains expressionlessly.
She didn't even have to think too much, she could basically guess the cause and effect.
This kind of thing has happened more than once or twice during this period.
Faced with the threat to their lives and food shortages, all survivors began to feel insecure.
But looking at the ubiquitous white fog, they couldn't escape and had nowhere to escape.
Various robberies and murders also occurred frequently. In order to survive, everyone's bottom line has almost disappeared.
Everyone knows that in order to survive, in addition to the white fog disappearing, whoever has more food will be the last to survive.
You know, disasters in the past would last at least half a year, but now there are dangers everywhere outside, where will the food come from?
They can't go out and search for supplies. In this case, will the authorities risk their lives to send them relief food?
For a time, the entire Tiantai community was filled with smoke.
Many people could not bear the blow and committed suicide.
They originally thought that the apocalypse was over and everything would return to normal, but the sudden white fog, the looting of their houses and food supplies, and the continuous loss of vitality were all the last straws that broke the camel's back.
The whole city was wrapped in fear, panic, confusion and despair.
The eighth day of the white fog.
Ever since they started staying indoors, Shi Jiaojiao and Mu Ci have been extremely vigilant. Not to mention eating, they even have to find opportunities to go to the space to drink water. When they sleep, they are fully armed with masks and protective clothing, trying to protect themselves to the teeth.
The effect is indeed obvious. Until now, neither of them has shown any symptoms.
The two speculated that one might have to inhale a certain amount of white mist before one would start coughing, develop a rash, and eventually die.
Although the two were safe for the time being, Shi Jiaojiao looked very bad.
Because Wang Jia actually started coughing.
You know, many people have died from the white fog.
It only took seven days from coughing to death.
When she heard the news, Shi Jiaojiao almost dropped the walkie-talkie in her hand.
She tried to control her emotions and asked, "When did she start coughing, and how severe is it now?"
Tang Wei's voice was a little trembling, and Jia Jia was infected. He was the one who suffered the most. Every time he heard a cough, it was like a cut in his heart.
He didn't understand why Wang Jia was infected?
He wished he was the one infected.
Tang Wei suppressed his panic and said, "I started coughing last night. I'm not feeling too bad now..."
He wanted to say that it was not good, Wang Jia’s condition was not good at all.
But Jia Jia just looked at him, and was even afraid that Shi Jiaojiao would worry, so she kept suppressing her cough. How could he bear to disappoint his girlfriend?
"Take good care of her. Don't worry. Wang Jia hasn't avenged her parents yet. She's reluctant to leave. I'll find a way to handle the rest."
After hanging up the intercom, Shi Jiaojiao took a long breath, her lips still trembling slightly.
She looked at Mu Ci and wanted to speak, but a sour feeling rushed into her nose, so sour that she almost cried.
She told Tang Wei that she would think of a solution, but what solution was there now?
Even if the white mist disappears, the white mist that Wang Jia inhaled still exists.
What should I do?
Mu Ci looked at Shi Jiaojiao and held her trembling hands. "Don't worry, I'll call Qin Jun first. Maybe the authorities have found a solution."
Shi Jiaojiao looked up suddenly. Yes, there are also Qin Jun and officials.
But this time, after calling, no one answered.
Shi Jiaojiao bit her lip, her heart in turmoil.
She wanted the call to be connected as soon as possible, but she was also afraid that the call would be connected.
At this moment, Qin Jun's voice came from the receiver.
"What happened?"
Mu Ci did not mention Wang Jia this time, but asked about the official progress.
But who are the Qin army? When they were doing missions before the end of the world, what they paid most attention to were details.
And if something hadn't happened, the brother and sister wouldn't have called me in such a hurry.
He asked, "Are Tang Wei and Wang Jia infected? Are both of them sick, or just one of them?"
Mu Ci spoke normally, so he must be fine for the time being. If Shi Jiaojiao was infected, Mu Ci would not have the same tone now.
After thinking about it, the only option is that other couple.
Mu Ci said, "It's Wang Jia. She started coughing since midnight yesterday."
Qin Jun sighed. Shi Jiaojiao and the other three were in such good conditions, but some of them started to show symptoms, not to mention the other survivors who were struggling in the white fog.
"The authorities have made some progress, but the results are not out yet. But don't worry, we will find a way to fight the white fog as quickly as possible."
After hanging up the phone, Shi Jiaojiao's brows relaxed a little.
If the authorities had not discovered something, Qin Jun would never have spoken so confidently.
Thinking of this, Shi Jiaojiao immediately picked up the intercom and told the people downstairs the news.
After hearing this, Tang Wei's tense nerves relaxed a little.
As long as there is progress, it means there is still hope.
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