The two came to the door of a ward at the end of the corridor. The door was not locked, and they opened it after gently turning the handle.
After the door was opened, a stench mixed with the thick smell of blood hit our nostrils, which was nauseating.
Inside the wooden door, there is actually an iron door made of welded iron bars. The steel bars are as thick as a thumb, and the people locked inside cannot get out no matter what.
There is nothing unusual about it from the outside, but it is so solid inside. It can be seen that the hospital was deliberately designed like this, and the purpose is naturally to lock up those patients who are seriously ill with the plague.
Susu...
There were soft rustling sounds coming from inside. The two of them looked inside. Although they had been mentally prepared, they were still surprised.
There were no beds in the ward. There were seven or eight patients sitting or lying inside. Their bodies and faces were covered with blood blisters.
Even the hair was densely covered with hair, and large areas of hair had fallen out, with streaks of blood and pus flowing out from the roots of the hair, which was particularly shocking.
There was a broken iron bucket in the corner, a lot of newspapers scattered on the floor, and some food such as bran cakes. It was obvious that he ate, drank, and slept in this room.
"who are you?"
A man whose face was covered with blood bags and whose age could no longer be identified staggered over and asked in a low voice in words that Zhang Yang couldn't understand.
"He is a medical aid doctor sent by the United Nations, and I am their translator Putina." Putina hurriedly stepped forward to introduce.
After being infected with the plague, although they became the miserable state they were in now, their consciousness was still very clear.
Of course, this is also the terrifying part of the plague. From illness to death, from spots to blood blisters to broken skin and ulcers, patients can experience the entire process of pain, which makes people shudder.
"Doctor?" The plague patient slowly grasped the iron fence with his hands, and the corners of his mouth twitched painfully when the blood bubbles touched the top, and he looked at Zhang Yang and said.
"Well, what's your name?" After listening to Putina's translation, Zhang Yang nodded firmly and acknowledged, and then asked.
This was the first time that he truly admitted that he was a doctor, or that he was infected by the tragic situation of the patients in front of him and suddenly felt a sense of responsibility as a doctor.
Doctor Fu? Isn’t he also a doctor...
"Gerald," the plague patient answered.
His eyes were full of doubts, thinking that it was impossible for a young man to have such good medical skills. After the plague broke out, doctors and experts in the entire country were unable to do anything.
The more backward a country is, the more important it is for the inheritance of medical skills. The same is true in Liberia. They trust experienced old doctors more.
As for the high-tech medical equipment of Western medicine, I'm afraid they have never seen it at all. After all, it is impossible for a poor country to purchase and popularize those expensive equipment in large quantities.
So even if there is, it is not available to these ordinary people...
"Gerald, believe me, I will definitely cure you."
Zhang Yang spoke extremely confidently. After a pause, he continued: "We need your cooperation in the development of treatment and plague vaccines. Once developed, all plague patients can be cured."
The reason why he said this was that he had already made up his mind to prepare a prescription to treat the plague no matter what, so that these patients could be cured.
Furthermore, he could feel Gerald's doubts. The more confident he spoke, the more confident he was in listening to his words and cooperating with him.
"How to cooperate?" Gerald lowered his head and thought for a moment before asking.
Although he was full of doubts, his desire to survive did not want him to let go of any chance, so asking at this time was equivalent to agreeing.
"Follow me to the laboratory to test the effects of blood and experimental drugs." Zhang Yang made no secret.
"Do experiments on me? You will die at any time, right?"
"You are worse off than dead now." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.
Gerald was obviously calmer and more knowledgeable than other plague-infected people, which strengthened Zhang Yang's idea of using him for experiments.
After all, in order to prepare a recipe for plague, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it is necessary to understand the root cause of the disease, and language expression skills and clear thinking are particularly important.
"Okay, I'll go with you." Gerald agreed after looking back at the other patients in the ward.
"Keep your voice down so that no one in the hospital can hear you."
"I know that when we came here for treatment, they said they would try their best to treat us, but they secretly mixed sleeping pills into the medicine. When we woke up, we found that we had been abandoned and left to fend for ourselves." When he said this,
Gerald's eyes flashed with hatred and anger.
After Zhang Yang heard what he said, he immediately understood that it was probably because Amirgar saw that these people's condition was deteriorating and could not be treated at all, and because he heard that the city was blocked, he locked them up.
"How do you take me out?"
"I have my own way."
After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he grabbed the two iron fences with all his strength. Nine Yang True Fire concentrated on his arms, and with a fierce force, he tore open an exit for people to bend down and enter.
He did this not only because he had no choice but to show off his skills and make Gerald completely believe in him.
Sure enough, after seeing this, Gerald's face was immediately filled with joy, but he didn't ask any more questions, but just endured the pain, bent down and walked out.
When the patients inside saw this, they immediately came to their senses in surprise and moved their weak bodies to gather here...
Zhang Yang had already expected that after Gerald came out, he would immediately restore the iron fence to its original position to avoid chaos after everyone inside rushed out.
He also knew in his heart that it was cruel to keep these patients here, but before there was any treatment, even after releasing them, it would only cause greater panic and uneasiness to too many people infected with the plague.
This is not to abandon them like a hospital and let them fend for themselves, but to hope that a vaccine can be developed as soon as possible and given to them as soon as possible to save their lives.
"You wait here, and when the medicine to treat the plague is developed, I will definitely rescue you." Putina said with a choked voice before closing the door.
It is undeniable that if she is not associated with the fanzhengfu armed forces, she is indeed a likeable and kind-hearted girl, Zhang Yang thought secretly in his heart.
Gerald's feet were covered with blood blisters, and every step was a torment for him. When the blood blisters touched the ground and ruptured, the pus and blood flowing out formed bright red footprints, which was shocking to people.
Putina wanted to step forward to help him, but Zhang Yang stopped her. After all, the way the plague spread was still unclear, and blood pustules were a very easy way to spread the infection, so she did not dare to let this girl take risks.
Since he could cure the plague, he was not afraid of being infected by the plague, so Zhang Yang helped Gerald as much as possible and moved towards the stairs little by little.
The originally one-minute journey took the three of them more than twenty minutes, but this carefulness was less likely to be noticed by the sick nurses in the room, which made the three of them feel relieved.
After walking out of the big iron gate, Zhang Yang re-locked the big lock and twisted it hard. The big lock was twisted and deformed, and it would definitely not be able to be opened again even with a key.
Anyway, those really serious patients don't get treatment and care, and they are all starving and emaciated, while those sick patients are all well-fed and well-fed, so it is fair to lock them all in...
When the three of them entered the office, He Shuqing and Catherine were shocked. Although they had all seen the pictures before, when they actually saw them, they were still horrified and shocked by the serious tragedy.
"Hurry and help him sit on the hospital bed." After a moment, He Shuqing hurriedly walked up and greeted him.
Catherine took the flower-scented disinfectant spray and sprayed it on the hospital bed. When she wanted to spray it on Gerald, He Shuqing waved her hand to stop her.
"The patient's condition is serious, and the blood bubbles in the body can easily burst. During the production process of the spray, many chemical ingredients are inevitably added. Once the two conflict and cause infection, it may have more serious consequences." He Shuqing explained.
road.
When Putina translated this to Catherine, she pondered for a moment and nodded in approval.
To put it bluntly, she is a young girl after all. Although she is very talented, she does not have rich clinical experience. What she did just now was just a routine.
When Gerald sat on the hospital bed, Catherine pointed her little finger at Zhang Yang and said, "Take off your clothes, otherwise it will be easy to spread the plague."
After Zhang Yang listened to Putina's translation, he lowered his head and glanced at his body. When he helped Gerald just now, many blood bubbles burst and his body was stained with a lot of sticky pus and blood. He looked particularly disgusting.
When I set off from the base, I was quite prepared and brought two changes of clothes. However, after being attacked by Cannide's men and something unexpected happened, I left my bag in the car and had no extra clothes at all.
Replaceable.
Thinking of this, I could only shrug my shoulders and spread my hands with a helpless expression.
"I have some with me. You can try it on to see if it suits you."
After Catherine finished speaking, she turned around and walked to the box she had brought. After opening it, she took out a neatly folded white coat from the bottom, turned around and walked over to hand it to him.
Zhang Yang secretly rejoiced after taking off his shirt, but his shirt was stained with a lot of pus and blood. If it was also on his pants, he would have to take off his pants. It would be so embarrassing to guard two girls...
I took it and tried it on. Originally, this beautiful woman had a very tall and slender figure, not much different in height from him, and since he was not strong in stature, it actually fit her well after putting it on.
Catherine carefully picked up his clothes, walked to the box, took out a large transparent convenience bag, and stuffed it inside.
Snapped!
A round bronze medal suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound and attracting everyone's attention.
Catherine picked up the bronze medal and took a closer look, with a curious look in her eyes, and asked doubtfully: "A military medal? Are you a soldier?"
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