No matter how hard you try, you are still a step late.
At the Yuecheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Institute, the smog was crowded with people seeking medicine for their illnesses, coughs were everywhere, and droplets were flying all over the sky.
A cordon was set up at the main gate, and armed soldiers were on duty, so no one was allowed to enter.
Jiang Ning decisively turned the car around and headed for the back door of the research institute.
She did not hide her concerns and told the situation truthfully.
Without the approval from above, outsiders were not allowed to enter the research institute. Jiang Ning had no choice but to say, "I am Professor Ma's student. I was specially invited here. Please convey my message."
The person guarding the back door was from the research institute and he ruthlessly rejected her request.
Jiang Ning smiled as he got out of the car. He took out 5 kilograms of rice from his large coat and secretly stuffed it into his pocket. "Brother, please help me. It doesn't matter if it succeeds or not. I will take the responsibility if anything goes wrong."
Who can resist the temptation of 5 kilograms of rice these days? The gatekeeper helped her make the contact even at the risk of being criticized.
After waiting for half an hour, an assistant in protective clothing came out to take the people away.
The research institute was not big to begin with, and it received hundreds of cases at once, ranging from asymptomatic, mild, severe, and critical. All of the temporary wards were filled, and even the corridors were filled.
The smog came suddenly, and it was an attack compounded by the eternal night. Not to mention the infected patients, even several doctors in the research institute have been down in the past two days. They are so busy that many of them have to work while sick.
But Ma Guangnian still arranged for Jiang Ning to come in and vacated two rooms in the family area.
The research institute didn’t have a veterinarian, so the dog had to be treated like a human, and Ma Guangnian had to come in person.
He examined the two and confirmed that their symptoms were very similar to those of patients with early infection. "They had mild symptoms. Fortunately, they were discovered early, and timely treatment will have a more obvious effect."
Seeing that Jiang Ning and others had no symptoms, Ma Guangnian asked curiously, "How do you prevent it?"
"We used to plant according to the recipe you gave us. Last time, we got the news from you and drank the herbs in water every day."
"Well, the prescription is effective. Whether it can cure the virus depends on the severity of the disease and your own resistance."
Ma Guangnian instructed, "It just so happens that there are enthusiastic people in Fengcheng who have donated a lot of prescriptions. Academician Li has prescribed prescriptions for different symptoms. You can go to the office area to get some and drink them. If you have an illness, you can cure it. If you don't have an illness, you can prevent it."
Jiang Ning took the opportunity to ask, "Teacher Ma, how is your research progressing?"
Ma Guangnian's eyes were full of bloodshot. "Traditional Chinese medicine has no specific medicine. We can only adjust the prescriptions according to different symptoms. We are still exploring. However, once the patient's condition worsens, the attack will deteriorate very quickly, which is not conducive to clinical observation and treatment."
Doudou lives in the same room with Gouzi, while she and Huo Yishen live next door.
There is a high possibility that both of them have been infected, but the disease has not yet broken out. However, both of them are mentally prepared.
Seeing that Doudou and Gouzi's symptoms were relatively stable and they had no problem taking care of themselves, they thought that instead of passively waiting for the disease to break out, it would be better to join the team at the research institute.
They have too few staff, and the smog virus is coming in with great force. By the time they develop a cure, I'm afraid there won't be many people left to die.
Now that he's here, Jiang Ning won't sit there and wait for death.
The sooner the drug is developed, the sooner you can get it.
She went to the office to get the medicine and drank it. She felt that the taste was not much different from what she had prepared herself, and she was sure that the two most important ingredients were contained in it.
After they calmed the two of them down, they planned to go find Ma Guangnian, but Lao Hu saw them and said, "Jiang Ning, hurry up, lend a hand."
He was pushing a corpse into the operating room.
Jiang Ning hurried over and asked, "Teacher Hu, are you planning to perform surgery to save the patient?"
"What's the point of rescuing? The person is dead." Old Hu explained tiredly, "The virus attacks too quickly, and the eyes of a Chinese medicine professor are not a scanning machine. The patient's oral description of the condition is often very different from the actual condition, which leads to inaccurate medication.
I plan to dissect a few bodies and get the most authentic data, which may be helpful to Lao Ma and others."
Surgeons are almost dying out and he can’t handle the workload alone.
Jiang Ning didn't hesitate, "I'll help."
"Young man, come in and lend a hand."
Although Jiang Ning killed people without blinking an eye, when he saw the dead patient's chest cavity opened and his lungs riddled with holes...
When she turned around, she almost couldn't hold back the urge to vomit. She took deep breaths repeatedly to suppress the stomach acid.
On the contrary, Huo Yishen remained calm and quietly handed over tools.
After the visual impact, Jiang Ning immediately adjusted his mentality and followed Lao Hu's pace.
The master and apprentice worked together to dissect corpses, with Huo Yishen filling in the dissection details.
The lungs of critically ill patients are corroded into sieves with many tiny holes, and debris is coughed out. Most deaths are caused by suffocation due to coughing up blood.
There is no ventilator, no intubation for oxygen supply, no electric shock first aid or adrenaline. The patient has to endure everything.
At the end of the day, I was so tired that my back and waist ached. When I thought of the bloody scenes, I had no appetite no matter how delicious the food was.
The two of them disinfected repeatedly before returning to the dormitory. They immediately took care of the two dogs, forcing them to eat even if their appetite was poor. "Eat. Only after eating can you have the strength to fight the virus."
After taking the Chinese medicine, I gave the Western medicine one hour later.
Doudou is okay, he is well-behaved and sensible which makes people feel distressed, but the fragile dog likes to cling to people.
The life span of dogs is many times shorter than that of humans, and the drug treatments of the research institute are all for human patients. Jiang Ning felt really bad, and gently stroked Keke's dog's head, "Hold on, you will be with us for a long time."
The dog's eyes were watery and he kept staring at her.
Jiang Ning suddenly burst into tears and held it tightly, "Coke, don't leave me."
The dog whined and rubbed against her from time to time.
For several days in a row, Jiang Ning followed Lao Hu in dissecting corpses. He felt a visual shock at first, but later he felt calm.
Unexpectedly, Lao Hu was infected and had a severe cough and fever, and was no longer able to do his work.
Jiang Ning took on the temporary responsibility and worked skillfully.
The condition of the two patients kept relapsing, sometimes getting better and sometimes getting worse.
Jiang Ning is so busy with work and taking care of two cats that he is almost exhausted.
She dreamed that the drug would be developed soon so that she could get it first. People were dying in the patient building every day, and she was really afraid that the two of them would not be able to survive.
Fortunately, Huo Yishen was by her side, and they encouraged each other. They took medicine every day, secretly injected globulin to increase immunity, and often held Korean ginseng in their mouths to replenish qi and blood.
People die everywhere, every day. Jiang Ning has become numb from listening to them. He goes between the operating room and the dormitory every day.
On the sixth day, she had a fever and cough, and she felt her nose was running.
Work stopped, I drank a few sips of strong liquor every day, soaked in hot springs, took Chinese and Western medicine, ate nutritious meals, and slept with my head rolled up in a quilt.
Huo Yishen then began to experience symptoms: body aches, fever, chills, his nose sealed with cement, and it felt like a knife stabbing him from time to time, with cold air constantly drilling into the gaps between his bones.
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