Chapter 3870 My Responsibilities

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It's hard to imagine how far this epidemic has developed! Lu Xuan knew that the current situation was urgent. After scaring away the Wang family and Ming family, he rushed directly into the girls' dormitory building.

The entire dormitory building has six floors. Once you reach the corridor on the first floor, you can't even see the end.

There is still not a single person to be seen here. It doesn't take much to figure out that everyone is hiding in the dormitory and not daring to come out.

Finally, Lu Xuan saw a girl wearing a mask walking out, holding a water bottle in her hand, presumably to open the water.

"Hello, do you know which dormitory Song Qingqing is in?"

Lu Xuan walked forward and asked.

The girl was in a daze and didn't notice Lu Xuan coming from behind. When Lu Xuan spoke, she screamed.

Turning around and looking at Lu Xuan, who wasn't even wearing a mask, the girl trembled all over, wondering if Lu Xuan was infected.

"She's in dormitory 406!"

The girl said nothing and ran away.

As a genius special recruit, Song Qingqing's name is known to everyone, so this girl knows which dormitory Song Qingqing is in.

Seeing the girl running away as if fleeing for her life, Lu Xuan smiled bitterly, then walked to the stairs and quickly walked to the fourth floor.

Arriving at the door of dormitory 406, Lu Xuan pushed the door gently, and the door was pushed open.

There is only one person in the four-person dormitory.

Lu Xuan walked over and looked at Song Qingqing, who was red-faced and having difficulty breathing, lying on the bed sickly.

At this moment, Lu Xuan's heart seemed to be tugged.

He put his hand on Song Qingqing's forehead and it was very hot! Sure enough, Song Qingqing was really infected with the virus.

Feeling someone touching her body, Song Qingqing, who was sleeping, opened her eyes with difficulty.

When she saw Lu Xuan's handsome face, Song Qingqing murmured to herself: "Brother-in-law, am I dreaming?"

"Silly girl, this is not a dream, I'm here to save you," Lu Xuan said with a smile.

"Brother-in-law!"

Song Qingqing couldn't stop her tears from falling.

The lively little kid that I once was has turned into this.

Lu Xuan's nose was a little sore, and he was suffering from illnesses. This sentence was indeed correct.

"I'll take your pulse and see how I can treat you!"

Lu Xuan said seriously.

"Um!"

Song Qing nodded.

Lu Xuan opened the quilt, pulled out Song Qingqing's little hand, and then checked Song Qingqing's pulse.

Looking at her brother-in-law's slightly furrowed brows, Song Qingqing said softly: "Brother-in-law, this is a very scary virus. Can Chinese medicine cure it? If it can't be cured, please leave quickly. I'm afraid it will be infected with you."

"Do not talk!"

Lu Xuan said fiercely: "Since I am your brother-in-law, how could I leave you alone?"

Song Qingqing didn't speak anymore - when Lu Xuan had some clues about how to diagnose and treat it, he said: "Qingqing, I want to take off your upper body clothes."

"ah?"

Song Qingqing's pretty face turned red: "But -" "It's nothing but, if you don't get treatment, you will die!"

Lu Xuanyi said righteously.

"All right!"

Song Qing nodded his little head.

She had no strength at all now, so she had to let Lu Xuan help her take off her clothes.

Lu Xuan opened the quilt, took off his shirt, and quickly took out the silver needle box.

Song Qingqing was wearing underwear, feeling a little lucky in her heart. Fortunately, she didn't need to take off her sword, otherwise she would be really embarrassed to death.

Lu Xuan held the silver needle in his hand, and after pondering it for a while, he placed the needle.

One stitch after another, Lu Xuan felt a little unfamiliar since he hadn't used the Huitian Eighteen Needles for a long time.

After half a moment of disappearing, Lu Xuan began to tighten the needles.

At this moment, Song Qingqing felt that the fever on her body had subsided, the splitting headache she had just now disappeared, and her breathing became smoother.

Song Qingqing sat up from the bed, put on her clothes, and said happily: "Brother-in-law, is my illness cured?"

"No?"

Lu Xuan rolled his eyes and said: "It's only a short-term recovery. The virus will recur. I will prescribe a prescription. Only by drinking Chinese medicine can it be cured."

"Well, brother-in-law, you are really amazing!"

Song Qingqing said excitedly.

Lu Xuan glanced around the dormitory: "Where is your roommate?"

"I don't know-" Song Qingqing lowered her head lonely and said.

Lu Xuan touched her little head: "They are just your roommates. They are not related to you. You have an infectious disease and everyone is afraid of death, so don't blame them."

Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Song Qingqing felt a lot better.

"Brother-in-law, shall we go home now?"

Song Qingqing asked.

"go home?"

Lu Xuan shook his head: "There are still many people in your school who are infected. Are these people left alone?"

Song Qingqing's shoulders trembled: "Then let's go rescue the others now?"

"Can you use the computer?"

Lu Xuan asked.

"The school network was disconnected, and my mobile phone was confiscated, so I can't access the Internet," Song Qingqing said.

Lu Xuan smiled and said: "I brought my mobile phone in!"

Song Qingqing asked in confusion: "Brother-in-law, what do you want to do?"

"Although the epidemic broke out at Huaqing University, it is definitely not just you college students who are infected, there should be people outside. This matter must be announced, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Lu Xuan said word by word: "You are a hacker, this shouldn't be difficult to handle, right?"

"Okay, give me your phone and I'll do it!"

Song Qingqing gritted his teeth and said.

Lu Xuan gave his phone to Song Qingqing, and then Song Qingqing got up, opened his laptop, shared the hotspot of Lu Xuan's phone, and connected to the Internet.

Then, Song Qingqing started a series of dazzling operations.

A few minutes later, news of the outbreak in Huaqing appeared on major media websites and major forums in Beijing.

For a moment, the whole country was in an uproar! Lu Xuan knew that soon, the officials would be mobilized, and the evil deeds of the Wang family and the Ming family would soon be made public.

"Brother-in-law, what should we do now?"

Song Qingqing asked.

"Go and save people. I have only diagnosed you as a patient. I also need to understand the pathologies of other people. There can't be any mistakes in the prescriptions. Otherwise, the epidemic will be delayed and many people will die!"

Lu Xuan said seriously.

Song Qingqing said cautiously: "But, brother-in-law, aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid of death, but I can't be afraid at this time," Lu Xuan said with a smile, "I'm a doctor, this is my responsibility!"

"Brother-in-law, I know who is infected like me, I will take you there!"

Song Qingqing said with tears in her eyes.

"good!"

Lu Xuan did not refuse. With Song Qingyu leading the way, things would of course be done much faster.

Soon, two figures began to shuttle back and forth in the dormitory building.

Every time he found a patient, Lu Xuan would take his pulse, and in severe cases, he would give him acupuncture treatment to slow down the condition.

At some point, Song Qingqing took his mobile phone and followed him, always facing him.

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