The bald old man closed his eyes and enjoyed it. Looking at the woman in front of him, a sense of conquest arose in his heart.
I think back then, the vast territory was open to the man of the river, but now, the man of the river has lost the backbone to stand up.
"Within the four seas, we are all brothers, and we are all quarreling over each other, causing this turmoil."
The bald old man was singing softly, as if he was immersed in the glory of the past, but thinking about the current situation, his heart became heavy again.
"Hezi, don't go out in the courtyard, it's too dangerous outside!"
Saying that his hands were already on his shoulders, Kazuko Zhang Ben nodded slightly, "Okay, Kazuko will be waiting for you in the courtyard."
Zhang Benwazi said in a low voice, just as the old man said, the security in this area is the highest in the country.
Not only are they strictly protected, but they also use plum blossoms bought from China and unscrupulous merchants. Here, at least life can be safe.
"Sir, Kazuko received a call from Mrs. Uehara."
"Erika Uehara?"
"Yes, she is the woman who survived with great difficulty. Now she is committed to inheriting her late husband's legacy and is studying the rice cooker, Erika Uehara."
"She is indeed an outstanding river girl!"
The old man is full of energy and has increased strength in his hands.
"Yes, even though Fushima has fallen, she still lives there, saying she wants to cherish the past and better inspire the future!"
"Huh? She's still on Fushima?"
"Yes, you came here to ask me for help and want to get some start-up funds..."
Kazuko Harimoto said softly, not paying much attention to Erika Uehara. If she said this, she would just treat it as gossip.
But in the ears of the bald old man, there was something different.
Fu Island was the hardest-hit area the first time because it was close to the coast. This time it was among the first areas to fall. People below reported that there were cries in every household, and those who could run had already run away.
There are almost none that are not infected.
"Is she okay?"
"No! I can eat and sleep, and I was told that I have taken care of many patients."
The old man suddenly fell into deep thought.
Scenes from the past began to emerge.
Yuichi Mitsuguchi once said that when there is no specific medicine, there is only one way.
That is to use the power of the crowd to find that 'one in ten thousand', that one in ten thousand that can produce antibody immunity.
'Could it be that this woman is the one in ten thousand?'
'No, it should be that one, it must be that one, one in ten thousand!!!'
At this moment, the bald old man felt determined in his heart, and the strength in his hands increased by three points. Zhang Benhezi's face twitched with pain, and white powder fell rustlingly.
The old man didn't care, he was still immersed in his determination.
If this is the case, they, the great river nation, will be saved.
No, this is an opportunity for the rise of the empire.
Amaterasu, have you finally seen our pious dedication?
Forty-nine cities.
In the dark night, planes kept circling in the sky, looking for opportunities to land.
On the runway, the lights turned on, forming an indicator light strip, and instructions came from the tower from time to time, guiding the plane to slowly land.
Recently, there have been more and more special-purpose military aircraft coming from the northwest, and airport logistics personnel are busier than usual.
It's just that every time they see the two bags of grass leaves brought from the plane, the airport staff are puzzled.
After flying so far, you have to pay for aircraft maintenance and aviation fuel, just for these rotten leaves?
Is this what they wait for all night?
I can’t figure it out!
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Another plane landed, and after it came to a stop, the ground crew immediately stepped forward to help.
I am sure that what was transported this time was probably grass leaves again.
But when the plane door opened, the people who came to help were stunned.
I saw a group of people wearing white protective clothing appearing at the door.
In the middle, a person is holding an iron box.
The iron box was also handcuffed with chains.
When several people saw this appearance, they immediately understood the importance of the matter and did not dare to be careless. They immediately called for the prepared car.
It was not until those people got on the bus and left the airport that everyone dressed up as required and began to disinfect the aircraft.
"Mr. Yang, people are here!"
Under the light, Yang Xiaotao held a cigarette butt and chatted with Lao Zhu.
After these two days, Lao Zhu's basic situation became clear.
I still have a wife and two sons back home, both of whom are married. The eldest drives a car in the production team, and the second follows him and learns a little bit.
There are three grandchildren and one granddaughter below. The eldest grandson has already started working in the fields, and the youngest grandson is still in school.
Calculating Lao Zhu's age, he will probably become a father in his teens.
Of course, this was common in those days.
The reason why Yang Xiaotao inquired so clearly was because he loved talents.
The stage for such talents should not be on the yellow earth. When they are gone, their experience will be buried with them.
It will become a regret for future generations.
So Yang Xiaotao thought that since Lao Zhu was in Sijiu City, it was best to stay in the machinery factory.
Not for anything else, just because I can greet you.
Of course, there are many people who have the same thoughts as Yang Xiaotao, including Dean Wang.
"coming?"
Yang Xiaotao came back to his senses and looked at the approaching truck with a serious expression.
"Old Feng!"
After shouting, Lao Feng was wearing the same protective clothing and the same full armor.
"I go!"
Lao Feng shouted, and then after the car stopped, he stepped forward to negotiate.
Soon, Lao Feng waved his palms, and people from the car got out of the car and followed him into the base.
Yang Xiaotao watched from a distance behind until everyone disappeared from sight.
"Disinfect, be careful not to leave anything behind!"
Dean Wang shouted from the side, and the personnel who had been prepared for a long time came in and out carrying sprayers and began to spray disinfectant.
When Yang Xiaotao saw Lao Feng again, there was a young man behind him.
"Chief, our department was ordered to deliver the goods. They arrived safely. Please sign for them!"
The young man looked serious, reached out and took out a document from his pocket, and handed it to Yang Xiaotao.
Yang Xiaotao took the document and then looked at Lao Feng.
"Mr. Yang, the items are safe and there are no abnormalities."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Yang Xiaotao nodded and then signed the document.
"Thanks for your hard work!"
When handing back the documents, Yang Xiaotao said politely.
The young man nodded, then turned and left.
"Old Feng, let's start as planned!"
"time does not wait!"
Old Feng rubbed his palms and nodded, "I have been waiting for this moment for a long time!"
Without taking a break, the experiment was carried out quickly.
This time, Yang Xiaotao did not participate. He just watched and waited outside the sterile room.
It's dawn, and the sun shines through the mist into the laboratory.
Yang Xiaotao stood at the door and didn't sleep a wink all night.
Standing with him were Dean Wang and Ji Xiang.
As the team leader of the research institute, they are behind every experiment.
Even if the projects they are responsible for are different, they still need to shoulder their due responsibilities.
Especially in the current stage of crossing the river by feeling the stones, any experiment needs to be carefully considered, calculated carefully, and strive for excellence.
"Mr. Yang, the patient's progress is not going very well!"
"I am clear!"
Yang Xiaotao's voice was dry and hoarse.
Arafat's situation is more serious than previously expected.
Although he is young, he cannot bear to toss back and forth.
It has taken a lot of manpower and material resources to persist until now.
It can be said that experts from the entire Forty-Nine City circled around him, and only then did he pull one leg back from the door of death.
"The frequency of high temperature recurrence has stabilized, basically once every six hours."
Ji Xiang reported the situation on the side, "We also thought about increasing the dosage of the decoction. Dean Wang also studied the method of using golden needles to cure the medicine, but the effect was not obvious."
"Six hours is just a hurdle!"
"If you step forward, you may live. If you can't step forward, there is nothing anyone can do!"
Ji Xiang looked a little sad, thinking that finding an herb like Artemisia annua would cure her illness.
As a result, only half of the problem was cured. It is difficult to really solve the problem!
However, compared to the news coming from abroad, they can be considered to have achieved important results.
After all, they can control the frequency of high temperatures and prolong the survival time of patients.
Unlike those in foreign countries, they can only prevent it by constantly spraying disinfectant, but they cannot eliminate it.
"So, we need to figure out the mechanism of action of Artemisia annua as soon as possible!"
"So, we need the results of this experiment!"
Yang Xiaotao clenched his fists and spoke softly.
Ji Xiang looked at the experimenters who were still busy inside, and then looked sideways at Yang Xiaotao.
The longer we stay together, the more we understand Yang Xiaotao.
Although he is not a regular doctor, sometimes the advice he gives is more useful than her, a medical student.
Especially in key research directions, he has superhuman insights.
Moreover, under his leadership, the people in the institute no longer explore blindly and aimlessly, but have their own research direction.
Even if one fails, another one will take over.
This man seems a little obsessed.
"We need people!"
Dean Wang spoke again.
Although a group of medical personnel have been reinforced, compared to the research projects being rolled out, this number of people is still not enough.
Yang Xiaotao glanced at the tiredness on Dean Wang's face. During this period, these old guys were just as busy as the young people. It was common for them to stay up late and not get enough rest.
Yang Xiaotao was afraid that if one of them failed, he would collapse from exhaustion first.
Therefore, it is stipulated that everyone must ensure six hours of rest time.
As a result, the progress of some experiments will be out of sync.
"I'll report to the chief!"
Yang Xiaotao looked at Lao Feng's completion gesture inside and nodded silently, "I just happened to go and report the situation!"
After leaving the sterile room, Yang Xiaotao came to the communications office.
The person responsible for communications also works in two shifts, one on each shift.
At this time, seeing Yang Xiaotao coming over and getting up hurriedly, Yang Xiaotao nodded, and then handed over a series of numeric numbers. The correspondent immediately dialed the phone, and after some frequency tuning, the call was finally connected.
"Hello, I'm Yang Xiaotao!"
The call was connected, and Yang Xiaotao quickly spoke, but there was no sound from the other party.
Just when Yang Xiaotao was about to ask again, a voice came.
"Hello, Mr. Yang!"
Yang Xiaotao was stunned for a moment, the voice seemed familiar.
Tang Mingyue!
In an instant, Yang Xiaotao recognized who it was.
"You, why are you in Guangdong Mansion?"
Yang Xiaotao asked in surprise, glanced at the correspondent, turned his head to the side, and asked in a low voice.
"Well, you're looking for the chief, right?"
Tang Mingyue did not answer Yang Xiaotao's question, but asked tactfully.
Yang Xiaotao took a deep breath and sighed, still confused.
"Hello, Xiaotao?"
There was a voice on the phone, but just by the tone of voice, he seemed a little tired.
"Uncle, it's me. I want to report to you!"
Yang Xiaotao quickly adjusted his mentality and got down to business.
"Say it, I'll listen!"
"Okay, that's it. We have made progress through a series of studies, and now the patient has..."
After Yang Xiaotao finished explaining the situation, his uncle's voice came again on the phone.
Only this time, there was more excitement.
"You have to continue your research."
"We need to study it as soon as possible. If you have any difficulties, tell me and I will arrange it for you!"
"Yes, understand!"
Yang Xiaotao felt the old man's urgency, but did not ask about the situation.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaotao left the communications office.
Stretch in front of the sun and then come outside the ward.
In the room, only Alfat was lying on the bed.
Yang Xiaotao patted Xiaowei on the chest, and the little guy's head popped up.
Phew!
The voice was very resistant.
The meaning is very obvious: I am not interested in males other than my master and I don’t want to interact with them.
Yang Xiaotao stretched out his little finger and pressed the little guy's head, and then pointed at the ward. Xiaowei reluctantly purred twice and flew to the ward.
At this moment, Alfat, who was sleeping, felt a coolness on his forehead, and his whole body became much more relaxed.
These days, Alphat's ability to persevere is not only due to the herbs.
At least Xiaowei's energy accounts for the majority.
Seeing Xiaowei coming out of the house and flying into Yang Xiaotao's pocket, Yang Xiaotao reached out and patted her gently while thinking silently, "I hope our efforts will not be in vain!"