"Trash, didn't you understand these things right away? Do you need me to teach you this? Are you all trash when the emperor raises you?" Masao Yamamoto roared hysterically.
"Yes, I'll find out right away, right away." The assistant bowed in fear and left quickly.
"Mr. Yamamoto, Experiment No. 2 failed. Our antibiotics cannot completely kill the virus." Immediately afterwards, another assistant came to report.
"Isn't it impossible to kill even the maximum dose?" Yamamoto was really worried, he turned around and asked.
"There is no way to completely kill the patient. The activity is still very strong. After infection, the patient's basic constitution is different. There is a high probability that bleeding from the seven orifices will occur in 1 to 12 hours." The assistant said: "And the time to death is one to three days.
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"Baga, why is this happening? Where are the others? Where did everyone else die?" Yamamoto roared angrily. He now felt that he was worth ten people.
"The others... are all sent out by you to do research. We are already short of manpower, and several relevant experts are still visiting, so except for you, all of us here are assistants." A subordinate said cautiously.
"Asshole, trash, rubbish..." Masao Yamamoto threw away the information in front of him. He felt a pain in his head, because the time given to him by the superiors was really running out.
"Mr. Yamamoto, I got some news." At this moment, the assistant hesitated and said cautiously.
"What news?" Yamamoto said somewhat distractedly, "You'd better pray it's good news, otherwise."
"Then... I'd better not say it." The subordinate hesitated for a moment and decided to shut up because he didn't know whether the news was good news or bad news.
"Just tell me what it is." Yamamoto said angrily, "Half and half, you shouldn't mention it."
"Yes, I heard that several infected people were found in Kawanako and are being observed at Noishi Hospital." The assistant thought for a moment and tried his best to organize his words.
"So what? Unlike me, they are helpless." Yamamoto Masao sneered: "I am the best expert in the country. Is it possible that their Chinese guy has a way to deal with this virus?"
"This..." The assistant hesitated again.
"What the hell do you have to say, can you finish it all at once?" Yamamoto Masao was furious, and he really had murderous intentions.
"Yes... I heard that the symptoms of the three cases over there have been relieved after Chen Yu's traditional Chinese medicine treatment, and several of them have recovered and can even get out of bed and walk. If they were not under observation, they would have been able to safely
I'm going home." The assistant bravely finished what he said at once.
"What are you talking about? This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible." Yamamoto Masao was so furious that he shouted: "We haven't figured out the characteristics of this virus yet, and they can already cure people.
, is he a god?"
"Mr. Yamamoto... I found out through special channels, and that Chen Yu has taken protective measures there. As long as the Chinese in their China Street and other streets are basically not infected with this virus," the assistant said.
said fearfully.
"Are you telling the truth? What measures has he taken?" Yamamoto Masao grabbed the assistant's collar and said through gritted teeth: "Explain to me the whole ins and outs. If you say a wrong word, I want you."
life."
"Chinese... Chinese medicine, they took a Chinese medicine decoction, so they can be protected from the virus, and Chen Yu now has a way to cure people who are already sick." The assistant stammered.
With a plop, Yamamoto Masao pushed him aside, and then sat weakly on the chair. He looked shocked and murmured: "Impossible, Chinese medicine is just some plants. How can these medicines have such miraculous effects?"
"Chen Yu is just a Chinese medicine doctor. They are all liars and magicians. How could he solve this matter?"
"Mr. Yamamoto, it's absolutely true. If you don't believe it, I can take you to see the situation." The assistant fell to his knees with a plop, and he shook his head heavily: "I implore you to take the initiative from Yamamoto.
For your own sake, come with me to verify."
"Our motherland cannot withstand such a disaster. Even if it is for our nation, I beg you."
A trace of anger flashed across Yamamoto Masao's face, but then this anger was replaced by powerlessness.
Yes, he really had no other choice but to find out about the situation there. After all, people were dying every day. It was conservatively estimated that the number of dead was close to double digits. Especially Datian Village was the hardest hit area. There were ten people here.
remaining infected.
If he doesn't think of a way to solve this matter now, the next dozen or so infected people will be corpses.
The people above would call to ask about the situation almost every hour. If he really couldn't control the situation, he wouldn't be able to apologize even if he committed seppuku. If Chen Yu could really be cured, then it would be a good idea to steal his research results directly.
Yamamoto Masao thought of this and stood up resolutely. He exhaled a long breath and said: "Okay, I will go over there now. What you said had better be true. Don't waste my time.
Otherwise, it will be nice for you."
"Mr. Yamamoto, I promise that what I said is true. I learned this through some special channels. I will prepare a car for you now and we will go there immediately." The assistant bowed repeatedly.
Late at night, a car drove into an unknown small hospital. This hospital was Yeshi Hospital.
A little old man with a mustache is the director of this hospital. The highest-ranking person he has ever seen in his life is the mayor. Researchers of Masao Yamamoto's level have only been seen in the news.
Now every time he thinks about meeting someone of this level, he feels excited. He has no background and has worked hard all his life, and he is the director of a little-known small hospital.
If Masao Yamamoto can be satisfied this time, maybe he will soar into the sky in the future and no longer need to look at the faces of some people.
"Mr. Yamamoto, I am the person in charge of Yeshi Hospital. I am very honored to meet you." Seeing Masao Yamamoto coming down, the little old man came up to greet him with excitement and stretched out his hands.
Yamamoto Masao instinctively showed a look of disgust. To be honest, he usually didn't even bother to look at a small character like this.
But thinking that he would still beg for help from him soon, Masao Yamamoto had no choice but to reach out his hand and shake it enthusiastically with the little old man: "Dean Takeda, I'll leave the matter to you later."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Mr. Yamamoto is here. If you have any requests, please make them and I will cooperate unconditionally." Takeda's face turned red with excitement.
