In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you shout or not.
Of the 3,000 passengers, the number of sick people has increased to more than 800, and some of them are staff on the ship.
If this continues, no one will be able to save the patient, and even the crew to drive the boat will soon be gone.
Many people simply stayed silent and resigned themselves to their fate.
Ellen listened to the two people next door, you coughing for a while, she coughing for a while, and she couldn't help but feel horrified in her heart.
Fortunately, Ellen left them, otherwise, the three of them would have died together.
After Chunpu sent the woman away, he thought he was safe. He still had confidence in his body, but he soon realized that a problem had really arisen.
Chunpu began to feel chills, and then coughed a little. He measured his heart rate and found it reached 100 beats/minute.
100 beats/min is considered a normal heart rate in medicine, especially for patients with fever. 100 beats/min is nothing and there is no need to make a fuss.
However, the problem is that Chunpu's normal basal heart rate is 62 beats, which is a very good value. This is a heart rate only for athletes.
A slow heart rate generally means that the heart is stronger and pumps sufficient blood.
Now Chunpu's heart rate has reached 100 beats/min, indicating that his health is very bad.
Chunpu had to turn to the headquarters for help, but the headquarters was at a loss as the ship was in the ocean and 1,000 kilometers away from the nearest port.
Of course, there are merchant ships nearby, but which merchant ship dares to approach the Prince Cruise?
They all stayed away from each other.
The headquarters told Chunpu that we should rely on the hospital on the cruise ship.
Chunpu felt desperate.
I didn’t die from bullets, knives or poison, but my life was taken away by a small virus. It’s really frustrating.
Chunpu came out.
He was like crazy, "Go away! Get out! I want to find Fuoqi!"
The staff tried to stop him, but they all avoided him.
No one wants to mess with this lunatic. He is like a tiger and no one can stop him.
"I'm looking for Fuoqi! Damn Fuoqi, where are you hiding? Get out of here!" Chunpu cursed and found the hospital.
Fuoqi was at the door of the hospital, under protective clothing, with a pair of eyes like dead fish, staring blankly at Chunpu who was staggering over.
"Damn! You damn Fuoqi, why didn't you control the epidemic? Why didn't you bring enough medicine? You really deserve to die!"
Fuoqi looked at him and smiled.
Smiling in a sinister or silly way.
"Are you still laughing? I'm going to die. If you have any special medicine, bring it to me. I'm Chunpu, the ace in the 5th round."
Chunpu revealed his identity.
Fuoqi still looked at him and smiled.
"Why are you giggling! You don't know who I am? I order you to take out the special medicine!"
Fuoqi still smiles, but he feels more and more that his smile is actually uglier than crying.
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Fuoqi coughed twice and coughed up not only sputum, but also blood.
This is a sign of serious illness.
"You..." Chunpu was disappointed.
Even Fuoqi is infected, and he will die soon.
What else is there to hope for?
"Liu Miqiao! You idiot, you unlucky guy, where have you been hiding? Aren't you a very skilled doctor? Aren't you a famous doctor? Where did you die?"
Chunpu does not expect Liu Miqiao.
Without medicine, no matter how powerful a doctor is, it is useless.
"Hello."
Liu Muqiao walked out of it.
"You also won the jackpot?"
"Yes, why, you don't even wear protective clothing? Are you not afraid of infection?"
Liu Muqiao shook his head and said, "I'm not worried about infection."
"What are you doing here?"
"Save people!"
"Save people? How do you save them?"
"Use a silver needle."
"Silver needle? Can silver needle save people?"
"Yes, I have saved almost 20 of them."
Fuoqi turned his head and looked at Liu Miqiao doubtfully.
He almost forgot about this person.
Liu Muqiao had been inside for a day and a night. Fuoqi thought that the people inside had already died. What did Liu Muqiao say just now?
"They're not dead?" Fuoqi asked.
"We've almost passed the dangerous period."
"What..." Fuoqi pounced like a starving wolf.
Liu Muqiao avoided it deftly.
Fuoqi rushed in, and what he saw was 20 patients who had been sent in to wait for death, and all of them were alive and well.
An experienced doctor can tell how a patient is doing with just one glance.
The 20 patients here who are breathing smoothly do not look like they are in any danger.
"What are you..."
"I saved it with a silver needle."
"Are you sure you can cure seriously ill patients?"
"For the most part, as long as it's not too heavy, I think there should be no problem. Even if it's very heavy, I want to try it."
"Just try it on me!"
Fuoqi is already very serious. His breathing has reached more than 30 times per minute. He is severely hypoxic and has bleeding in his lungs.
"Okay, lie down. And, Mr. Chunpu, you also lie down, and I will treat you two together."
Tianlai Acupuncture can treat multiple people at one time. Within a 20 square meter area, the cells of the human body can resonate.
Once resonance is generated, the body can quickly secrete anti-viral substances, including B cell long-lasting antibodies.
Liu Miqiao does not need to wear protective clothing at all now, because he has a large amount of antiviral substances in his body and will never be infected again.
Fuoqi and Chunpu drove the two patients out of bed, and they lay on the bed waiting for Liu Miqiao to treat them with silver needles.
Liu Miqiao didn't rest all day and night, because the patients he received were all people who were about to die. According to modern medicine, according to the general practice, it was impossible for them to survive.
The lungs have turned into white lungs, and the inflammatory storm has damaged the lungs to the point where they have almost no function.
Even if such patients receive artificial lungs, their survival rate will not exceed 10%.
Although Liu Miqiao's Tianlai Acupuncture is wonderful, these 20 patients are all extremely severe, and it is almost impossible to treat them by simultaneous resonance.
Severely ill patients need to be treated one by one.
20 people, Liu Muqiao was exhausted.
Now Fuoqi and Chunpu are not the heaviest ones.
Liu Muqiao inserted 108 silver needles into Fuoqi and played a song "Yangguan Sandie".
"Huh? Where did the sound come from?" Fuoqi was startled.
For two days, let alone music, there has never been a sound of laughter.
These two days have almost been like hell.
Now, there is a burst of music coming from hell. It is indescribable. This music comes from the ethereal world, as if it comes from the depths of the universe, and also seems to be in the soul.
So delightful.
Chunpu also said in surprise: "Where did the music come from?"
"Keep quiet. Enjoy this music quietly. After one song, your health will be much better." Liu Muqiao reminded.
Only then did Fuoqi and Chunpu realize that the music came from Liu Maqiao’s silver needle.
Liu Muqiao played the music with all his heart, Fuoqi and Chunpu were also attentive, and the other 20 patients were also treated again.
……
At this moment, Ellen, who was far away on the fourth floor, listened painfully to the humming of the two people next door.
The widow and the high school teacher coughed up blood.
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Ellen was shocked.
What?!
I started to cough too?
This chapter has been completed!