Chapter 163: You and her are really alike
Basically, after a tiring day, she sleeps in the tent at night and falls into a deep sleep as soon as her body touches the air mattress.
In the past, she would have been more vigilant, but fortunately there were always patrols in the camp, so her safety was guaranteed.
After getting up in the morning and having a good meal, Xiang Yu put on his isolation suit and went to the medical tent to check each of the patients he was responsible for.
Xiang Yu discovered that six people had disappeared, and only a few brown blankets were left on the ground.
Soon new patients were brought in and they slept on the six mats.
I guess those people didn't make it last night and are dead.
After checking the medical records of those people yesterday, they were the most seriously ill among the more than 200 people.
After feeding them medicine one by one in the morning, Xiang Yu sat on the ground to rest. The aunt lying behind him tapped the cushion with her hand, trying to attract Xiang Yu's attention.
Xiang Yu turned his head to look at her. The aunt had a smile in her eyes and waved at Xiang Yu, indicating that Xiang Yu should come closer to her.
Xiang Yu unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, and moved closer to her mattress.
"Auntie, what's wrong?" Xiang Yu looked straight into her eyes and didn't look at the wound on her body.
The skin on the back of her hand was completely ulcerated. "Auntie just wanted to see you. You look alike to my daughter, and you are about the same age."
Her voice was loving and her eyes were full of tenderness and remembrance.
It was as if he was looking at his daughter through Xiang Yu.
"I don't think I will live long." Although she was infected with nuclear radiation, her mind was still clear.
In fact, the people around her have changed one after another, but she is still struggling.
"Don't think like that. You will survive. New medicine will be delivered in two days," Xiang Yu said to her comfortingly, looking at her already somewhat depressed face.
"What's your name...," she stretched out her hand to pat Xiang Yu.
"My name is Xiang Yu."
She looked at Xiang Yu lovingly, "Similar, so similar, which shelter did you come from..."
"I came from the shelter in City A."
When the aunt heard that Xiang Xiangyu came from City A, her eyes instantly lit up and she became more energetic.
"City A is great, City A is great, have you heard of the famous Ivy League schools?"
Xiang Yu nodded.
"My daughter was admitted to a school right there. The heavy snow in the past two years blocked all the roads. She couldn't buy a ticket to go home, so she stayed in the school."
"We were able to get in touch with her at first, but after the satellite signals were broken, we couldn't get in touch with her anymore."
"Her father passed away during a heavy snowstorm. He was still thinking about her before he died. I don't know how she is doing in City A now."
"Are you well fed, warmly dressed, and alive...?"
As she spoke, tears silently flowed from the corners of her eyes. Xiang Yu listened quietly. Her daughter was studying in a famous Ivy League school.
The probability of survival is basically 10%. In her previous life, she was also in an Ivy League school. Being able to survive and see the rescuers is already a narrow escape from death.
"Xiao Yu, please help me take out the things under the pillow," Xiang Yu moved his feet and reached out to touch under her pillow.
Soon a family photo was taken out, in which the girl was standing between two old people.
The face does look somewhat similar to hers. "Are they very similar?" the aunt took the photo and looked at the girl in the photo carefully.
"It's a good thing she didn't come back. She has been afraid of pain since she was a child," she said, raising her palm and looking at the only bit of intact skin left.
"She probably won't recognize me when she sees me like this now."
The medicine given to me in the morning contained a little sleeping pill, and the aunt fell asleep while she was talking.
Xiang Yu picked up the photo that had fallen on the ground and casually placed it under her pillow.
After taking the medicine, most of them fell asleep, except for a few patients who felt more pain. The tent was filled with the sound of steady breathing.
"You, come here," the head nurse stood outside the tent and waved to Xiang Yu. After Xiang Yu sorted out the patient's latest condition, he walked out.
There were two boxes at the head nurse's feet. "The boxes contain nutrient solution. They are used on your most seriously ill patients."
She glanced at the book in which Xiang Yu had recorded the events and left in a hurry.
There are medical tents within a ten-mile radius on the site. Next, he has to distribute the nutrient solution in the boxes to other tents.
Xiang Yu squatted down and picked up the boxes on the ground with both hands, and numbered them according to the names recorded in the booklet.
Xiang Yu distributed the nutrient solution to several patients with more serious conditions. Although the other patients had skin ulcers, they could still eat some food.
The patients whose conditions were already very serious were now all in a coma. When Xiang Yu was giving them nutrient solutions, he found that their injuries had worsened.
With this bottle of nutrient solution hanging up, they can only last two or three days at most. If that batch of medicine can be delivered quickly, maybe they can survive.
But they might not make it to that time.
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