above the point of the knife

Chapter 326
"Steven, will I die?" Natasha asked.

"No." Zhou Sen affirmed, "As long as the plague is discovered early and intervened in time, it will not be life-threatening."

This is naturally reasonable, but there are also prerequisites. It must be young, in good physical condition, and without hidden diseases or other chronic diseases.

Normal and healthy people also have a certain probability of death. After all, the level of public health and medical care in this era is far from that of later generations.

Some people died after being infected with the plague in later generations, let alone now.

"I'm weak all over, I should have a fever, cough cough..." Natasha suddenly coughed violently.

Subconsciously, Zhou Sen passed by. The plague was transmitted through droplets. Although he was wearing personal protective equipment, he had better be careful.

Seeing Zhou Sen's action, Natasha's eyes became even darker.

"Don't worry, I gave Dean Han a prescription and asked him to arrange someone to make the medicine. It should be effective." Zhou Sen said, he did check some old prescriptions related to plague. His prescription was used by Dr. Wu Liande of.

It was proven to be effective back then, and it should be effective if it is confirmed now. However, most of the treatment methods used in infectious disease hospitals are Western medicine methods, and the use of traditional Chinese medicine soup is also used, but very few.

"Chinese medicine?" Natasha asked. She had known Zhou Sen for more than half a year, so she naturally learned some knowledge about Chinese medicine, and she had seen the miraculous curative effects of Chinese medicine with her own eyes.

"Well, you have to trust me, I won't let you die." Zhou Sen said.

"Steven, how long will I be locked up here? I want to get in touch with the consulate and hope they can send someone over, even if I can hear their voices every day."

"Do you want to install a telephone in the isolation ward?"

"If possible, I hope you can help me." Natasha nodded.

"I can't decide this yet, but I can promise you that I can spare time to visit you once a day during your isolation treatment in the hospital," Zhou Sen said.

"is it okay?"

"Of course, I can also help you arrange personnel from the consulate to visit you, but they may not be able to get in close contact with you, they can only talk to you outside the door, or deliver some items to you." Zhou Sen said, "Of course, if You can also tell me what you need, and I will buy it for you and deliver it to you."

"Thank you, Steven."

"No, although we have different scores, we have been friends for a while after all. I believe that there is friendship between us." Zhou Sen said, "The Empire of Japan will sign a non-aggression agreement with the Soviet Union. Treaty, so we should no longer be hostile relations."

"We just hurt you and made your ambition temporarily curb, but your plans for the Far East will not stop, right?"

"I can't answer this question, because I'm not the one who can make decisions." Zhou Sen said, "You and I are pawns in other people's chess games, and we can't control ourselves."

"I want to eat wontons, the one you made, is it okay?"

"Now?" Zhou Sen was surprised.

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll think of a way, but you have to wait for a while, I have to prepare some ingredients." Zhou Sen nodded.

Zhou Sen came out of the ward, handed the prescription he had prepared to Dean Han, and asked him to take him to the canteen of the infectious disease hospital.

Director Han was very surprised and didn't understand what Zhou Sen was going to do. When he learned that Zhou Sen was going to make a bowl of wontons for "Cynthia", he was a little dazed.

This is the relationship between "Cynthia" and Zhou Sen. This beautiful Soviet Russian consulate doctor actually wants to eat Zhou Sen's wontons.

Only close people would make such a request.

These two people must have an indescribable secret, it must be like this, Dean Han suppressed the fire of "gossip" in his heart and hurried to find someone to make medicine.

After removing the protective clothing and carrying out another disinfection, Zhou Sen walked into the kitchen.

The back kitchen of the canteen of the Infectious Disease Hospital looked quite clean, but it was far from the standard in Zhou Sen's mind.

But at least it can catch the eye, much better than the kitchens of most ordinary people's homes.

Putting on the cook's gown, I went directly to the flour and water, and started kneading the noodles. While the noodles were waking up, I chopped the stuffing, marinated with the seasoning, and then made wontons.

Naturally, it is impossible to make just one bowl, and Zhou Sen doesn't care how to distribute the rest, but he must ensure that there is enough for Natasha's bowl.

In less than half an hour, the wrapped wontons were put into the pot, boiled, scooped up, put into the prepared soup, drizzled with a little sesame oil, and sprinkled with a little green onion.

The scent came out immediately.

All the cooks and assistants in the back kitchen were salivating because of the tempting aroma. It was so fragrant that everyone wanted to taste it.

Zhou Sen finished cooking a bowl of wontons, and handed over the rest to other people in the kitchen. He put on his protective clothing, served the steaming wontons from the night, and walked quickly to the building of the isolation ward.

After Zhou Sen came in, he put the wontons on the bedside table, then leaned down and helped Natasha sit up.

"It smells so good!" The tempting aroma of the wonton instantly aroused Natasha's appetite. She has missed this taste for a long time.

After she ate it once, she couldn't forget it anymore. She had been thinking about it for a long time, and finally she was able to eat this again.

"Come on, the wontons are no longer hot and ready to eat."

"Steven, I don't have much strength in my arm now, can you feed me?" Natasha's pale face flushed slightly.

Zhou Sen is not hypocritical, Natasha is a patient now, and she is indeed unable to eat independently in her current condition.

Zhou Sen also sat down, holding a bowl in one hand, a spoon in the other, a wonton, and a mouthful of soup.

In fact, since Natasha got sick, she hadn't eaten rice for a whole day, and this bowl of wontons made by Zhou Sen was her first meal today.

The familiar taste whetted her appetite, and even made her forehead sweat slightly after eating.

Sweating makes it easy to dissipate heat, and she is being infused with fluids to replenish water at any time, which is also good for her condition.

"Steven, do you have any more?" Natasha asked after eating a bowl of wontons.

"You are sick now, your stomach is weak, you can't eat too much at one time, don't worry, I asked Dean Han to reserve it for you, and let them cook you another bowl when you are hungry." Zhou Sen said hastily.

Natasha nodded, Zhou Sen was right, she thought she could still eat, but this kind of body signal reaction might not be real.

"It's getting late, and I should go. I'll come to see you tomorrow. I can make or buy anything you want, except what you can't eat right now." Zhou Sen said.

"Really?"

"I want to drink kvass, can I?"

"Kvass, can you drink it with this illness?" Zhou Sen asked slightly in a daze.

"I didn't say I can't drink it. If I really can't hold on, it would be nice to have a glass of kvass before I die?"

"Okay, I'll bring you over tomorrow." Zhou Sen nodded, "You have other daily necessities that you need, and I can bring them in for you, or you can ask someone from the consulate to bring them to you."

"Well, I do have some things I would like to ask you to bring in for me..." Natasha said, she was unprepared for the quarantine, she didn't bring all the daily necessities, and she didn't know how many days the quarantine would take, so she naturally needed these personal items.

Natasha reported a list of personal belongings, and Zhou Sen took the banknotes and recorded them one by one, then took her leave and left.

After coming out of the infectious disease hospital, it was already dark, and Zhou Sen didn't go back to the police station, but directly went back to the Ningxiang Pavilion.

As for the personal belongings that Natasha asked him to bring, he can go directly to the Soviet Russian consulate to pick them up tomorrow. This is an opportunity to meet Arman in a fair and honest manner.

Of course, the consulate may not be completely safe, so even if they meet, they will not discuss any confidential matters.

But as long as they meet, they can naturally exchange a lot of information without speaking.

Of course, he had to report to Toshi Yamamoto first about Natasha, but it was getting late today, so there was no need for that.

Today, he came to the Infectious Disease Hospital just to see Natasha, and it was difficult to ask about many things.

After all, the "plague" appeared strangely this time.

Toshi Yamamoto told him that the confirmed case developed after being bitten by a mouse at home, which is not impossible.

But why do mice usually take the initiative to bite people? If it is said that this person ate the food that the mice gnawed, it would be somewhat believable.

The possibility of a single mouse carrying plague bacteria is not very high, and under normal circumstances, it is likely to be a group.

The possibility of the outbreak of the plague in cold weather is extremely small, but if it is man-made, it is easy to explain.

It is not impossible that a white mouse carrying the "plague" germ escaped from this "one-story house", or it was brought out through some other means.

This is not easy to check, and the Japanese will definitely try their best to cover it up, and will never let you have a chance to get in touch.

The research and manufacture of bacterial weapons such as "plague" has always been done quietly. No country dares to do it with great fanfare and advertise it widely. This will be spurned by the whole world.

Based on the current information alone, Zhou Sen could not make an accurate judgment. Further investigation was needed to obtain evidence.

But this matter, he absolutely can't do it. Toshi Yamamoto is very close to himself. There are some things that he really has to be careful not to do.

"Brother Sen, what do you want to eat tonight?" Back home, Ah Xiang avoided it at all and ran over to ask.

"Whatever, just cook me a bowl of noodles." Zhou Sen ordered.

"Oh well."

"What did Yulan eat tonight, and how is the house today?" Zhou Sen asked. He didn't dare to go to the small building. He had just come into contact with Natasha. Although he had taken protective and disinfection measures, he had better be careful.

Natasha was infected after only a short period of contact with the "case", which shows that the "plague" virus has a strong infectious ability, and Natasha should not be the only case.

Of course, there will be a lag in the statistics. If you look at it tomorrow, it may be different. Zhou Sen is also worried about Irina. It is normal for the generated droplets to fly up to three to five meters.

"Ah Xiang, once someone at home coughs, put on a mask as soon as possible, and also use the prescription I copied this morning." Zhou Sen instructed, "Especially you, don't get too close to me these days, it's best Wear a mask too."

"Oh."

"Don't be perfunctory, the plague is very contagious this time, if it can't be eradicated from the source, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe!" Zhou Sen warned solemnly.

(End of this chapter)