Han Wen, who was outside the ward, couldn't help but shed tears when he saw this scene.
Seemingly sensing Han Wen's complicated emotions, Lu Yuan stood up, looked in her direction, and nodded to her.
"Don't worry, Sister Han, there won't be any problems. Just relax!"
The sterile ward uses double-layer isolation, so Han Wen didn't hear what Lu Yuan said. However, judging from Lu Yuan's expression, Han Wen could still guess what he was saying.
"Mmm!" Han Wen wanted to say something, but tears welled up in her eyes as soon as she opened her mouth.
Lu Yuan sighed and then went to the bedside again.
She gently stroked the boy's forehead and found it unusually hot, which made her feel a little emotional.
After all, Lu Yuan had been through that time and had come into contact with many people infected with rat disease. These people had a very high probability of dying, and the disease progressed extremely quickly, usually within a few hours, and at most within a few days. This disease not only progressed very quickly, but was also extremely difficult to cure.
In Lu Yuan's memory, it seemed that apart from himself, there were very few people who could cure him. Some cases of cure only existed in patients with relatively mild symptoms. The symptoms of the little boy in front of him were extremely serious, and the hope of him surviving was very slim.
In such cases, hospitals would generally give up, since there are no special treatments available, not even conservative treatments. But this little boy has survived for over a year since the onset of his illness, which Lu Yuan finds truly unbelievable.
Lu Yuan gently moved the boy's eyelids and wrists, trying to find bite marks in the boy's body. However, the boy's body was covered with various tubes and wires, and Lu Yuan was afraid that he might accidentally remove some of them. If they were really life-saving devices, Lu Yuan would have no way of explaining it even if he had the advantage.
Meanwhile, in the middle of the hospital, several members of the guard force roughly pushed the crowd aside, followed by a tall man, Yuan Bing, whose face was filled with hatred and ruthlessness.
With a loud bang, the doctor's office door was pushed open. Several doctors were about to curse, but when they saw who was outside, they immediately suppressed their anger.
Dr. Wang was examining the pathology report at the moment. After glancing back at it, he immediately put down the report in his hand and quickly walked over.
"Minister Yuan, you've arrived!"
"Hmm, you just called me and said Han Wen came over with a man? Where is he?" Yuan Bing's face was so gloomy it could drip water.
"In...in ward 78!" Dr. Wang said in a panic, quickly turning on the monitoring equipment in the room.
Because this hospital treats patients from wealthy areas, and due to limited space in the wards, it's not just about having money to get in; only those with power can enter. Although the medical conditions here are vastly different from before the apocalypse, they are still the best in the entire District 5.
For a patient like Wei Xiaotian, who is wealthy and powerful, the natural choice is to have 24-hour care. In order to prevent germs from being brought in by his comings and goings, monitoring equipment was specially installed.
Yuan Bing turned to look in the direction Dr. Wang was pointing, and saw the situation in bed number 78 on the monitor.
Lu Yuan finally carefully turned Wei Xiaotian's body over and found a bite mark on the back of the boy's shoulder. Although more than a year had passed, the child's wound had not healed. Although the wound had been treated many times, there were still traces of blood seeping out. It would fester after a short time. However, with the support of some antibiotics, the boy's vital signs were still relatively stable.
"Sigh, rich people are different! They can even pull through this situation. It must have cost them a lot over the years! I wonder how many of these fruits I need to save him. I can only give it a try!" Thinking of this, Lu Yuan gently covered the boy with the blanket.
Then Lu Yuan took out a plastic box from his pocket.
This move stunned everyone who was paying attention to ward 78.
Standing outside the ward, Han Wen was shocked to see Lu Yuan take out a plastic lunchbox and covered his mouth in surprise. His son hadn't eaten for over a year, and the doctor had repeatedly warned him not to bring any food in, as it would disrupt the environment of the sterile room.
For over a year, Han Wen kept this requirement firmly in mind. Although she couldn't help but want to make her son some of his favorite foods every time she saw him, she had to give up after remembering what the doctor said.
The nurse standing next to Han Wen was also so nervous that she was sweating profusely.
"Is this guy crazy?! Didn't I just tell him he couldn't bring food in?! How did he still bring it in?! I have to stop him right now!"
Fearing responsibility, the young nurse didn't care about anything else and immediately tried to lift the curtain in the sterile room to go in. At that moment, Han Wen grabbed her arm.
"What are you doing? This move of his will kill your child!" The nurse exclaimed, trying to break free from Han Wen's arm.
Han Wen frowned and said, "Don't rush, let's see what he's up to. I don't think he'll do anything he's not sure of! Let's wait and see!"
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