At this moment, Lu Yuan was wondering why some people still got infected with the virus after his fruit was given to them. Could it be because they didn't eat enough?
After saying goodbye, Deng Yuanyuan and Song Heng sat on the edge of the bed and thought for a while.
"At the beginning, you should feel feverish and dizzy, followed by intense drowsiness and a lack of energy. Then you will have a high fever, which may reach around 40 degrees Celsius, and you will also have a severe cough. But we don't know what other symptoms you have. I searched online and didn't find any similar symptoms!"
"Besides these, are there any other symptoms?"
At this moment, Song Heng smiled wryly and rolled up his sleeves.
"There's a possibility of skin ulceration!"
Lu Yuan glanced at the festering skin on Song Heng's arm and felt as if his heart had been ripped out.
Deng Yuanyuan's face was already covered in tears.
Lu Yuan seemed to have seen those difficult symptoms in the other person's body on some websites, and this suddenly reminded him of mutated rats.
"I understand now. These symptoms must be caused by mutated rats. They are very similar to the symptoms of the plague!"
Lu Yuan's words immediately caught Deng Yuanyuan's attention, and she suddenly perked up and said...
"Yes, yes, yes, your words remind me that it really is similar to the plague bacillus!"
"Damn it, if it really is plague, then we're in big trouble. We have neither medicine nor any other way to deal with it. If we want treatment, we have to go to Shimizu City!"
"However, Qingshui City is now under complete martial law, and most of the city has been flooded. I wonder if there are any hospitals still open."
Lu Yuan pondered for a moment and then said.
"Alright, you two just focus on recovering and don't wander around. I'll go back and check if anyone else has been affected!"
So Lu Yuan prepared to go home, but when he reached his doorstep, he suddenly realized that he had just been in contact with Song Heng and the other person, and if he went home now, he would definitely bring the virus home.
"Fine, we'll just have to go outside and see if anyone else is infected. We absolutely have to get the golden fruit out!"
So Lu Yuan sent a message in the group.
"Report to me if anyone in our group has recently developed symptoms such as colds, fever, severe cough, vomiting blood, or skin ulcers. I want to see how many people have had these symptoms. Also, regarding the recent floating corpses, everyone please stop retrieving them!"
Chen Ke replied immediately in the group chat.
"Has something happened? A few days ago, when I was cleaning up the floating corpses in the drainage ditch, I think I saw people on a raft coughing up blood. Could they have some kind of infectious disease?"
Lu Yuan knew that this matter couldn't be kept secret for long; everyone would eventually find out.
"That's right, Deng Yuanyuan and Song Heng have been infected with the virus. We don't know the details, but everyone should take this as a warning and stop retrieving bodies!"
"Also, everyone should stop drinking the water you've been drinking lately. Use the bottled water I gave you before to get through this period!"
As a result, several families shared their experiences of having the above symptoms in the group chat.
Lu Yuan counted that there were about a dozen people.
"Damn it, I've stockpiled a huge amount of fruit, and I never expected to bring it all out at this time!"
So Lu Yuan found a secluded spot, took out the crystal from the dimensional space, and went inside to retrieve the fruit.
Looking at the golden fruit, Lu Yuan fell into deep thought. He had originally planned to save these fruits for future emergencies.
But now is clearly not the time to consider that situation. There are not many people left in Zone 3, and now every single one of them plays an extremely crucial role for him. He cannot let anyone else die.
After taking out five fruits, Lu Yuan went to Song Heng's house again.
Seeing Lu Yuan return, Song Heng and the other person were stunned for a moment.
"Brother Lu, why are you back again?"
"Stop talking nonsense, you two eat this fruit and see if it helps!"
Song Heng looked at the golden tube and asked a question.
"Brother Lu, where did you get these fruits? They look so beautiful!"
"Alright, stop talking nonsense. I'll tell you later. Tell me how you feel after you finish eating!"
So Song Heng took the fruit, cut it in half, and shared it with Deng Yuanyuan.
Lu Yuan sat in front of the other person and watched for a while.
Sure enough, after a while, Song Heng, whose face was originally pale and whose lips were dry, slowly regained some color in his face.
Then, somewhat incredulously, Deng Yuanyuan touched her forehead, then took out the thermometer and tucked it under her armpit.
A few minutes later, when Deng Yuanyuan took out the thermometer, she was quite surprised.
"What? The temperature has dropped directly? Brother Lu, what is this thing?"
"How are you feeling? Any better?"
"I feel much better. My head isn't as dizzy anymore, and my high fever has gone down!"
Lu Yuan grabbed Song Heng's arm and saw that the scabs on the other's arm were slowly fading.
Several festering blood blisters had appeared, but the wound is now slowly healing, and the blood blisters are gradually drying up.
Song Heng gently picked at his blood blister with his finger and found that the blister no longer caused the pain he had previously experienced; it was as if it had been gently picked off like a piece of bird droppings.
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