Dad, Did You Study Today?

Effective treatment drugs have never been tried.

Because of the different depths of poisoning and different individual constitutions, people die every day because they can't stand the torture.

The common people have transitioned from the initial panic to the current cooperation.

But the more Zhou Huaishan watched them cooperate, the more sad he felt.

They obviously cooperated so much, why can't they bear it!

They obviously cooperated so much, can't the poison dissipate on its own?

What about Shen Li?

How long can Shen Li bear it.

Qing'er is still in Fengtai Zhuangzi, is she okay?

Sitting tiredly under the tree, leaning against the tree trunk, Zhou Huaishan's eyes were red and his nose was a little sour.

Wang Jin brought the meal over, "Dad, eat quickly, we have to carry people later. Two more people died over there. It's hot this weather. If we don't solve it quickly, who knows what other plagues will happen."

Zhou Huaishan felt his chest swelling and uncomfortable.

He picked two bites of food and couldn't eat.

Wang Jin was eating his meal when he caught a glimpse of Zhou Huaishan. Seeing him looking listless, his heart skipped a beat. "Dad, are you feeling unwell?"

Zhou Huaishan shook his head, "No."

Wang Jin had already reached his hand to his forehead and felt it was burning hot.

Frightened, Wang Jin jumped up, "Dad, you have a fever!"

Zhou Huaishan was stunned. No wonder he felt so sore all over and his head hurt. It turned out that he had a fever.

From the time he came to Zhending to now, a total of five days, he had not slept for a night.

I was so tired that my hands and feet cramped and I couldn't stop.

Now I have a fever. Am I infected?

Zhou Huaishan tilted his body and moved his back away from the tree trunk. He lay flat on the ground, squinting his eyes at the blue sky blocked by the leaves above his head. The fragmented light sprinkled down, and he even felt a sense of relief.

Can I stop running around the city?

Every time I run, I feel like I'm going to die on the spot.

Wang Jin saw Zhou Huaishan fall to the ground, and turned around to call the doctor. The doctor was also startled and rushed over.

"It's okay, just too tired and too weak, not infected."

After a diagnosis, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief, wrote a prescription and left in a hurry.

Wang Jin was so scared that he collapsed on the ground in a cold sweat. After the huge shock, when he recovered, he didn't know whether he was too nervous and depressed these days or too scared just now, he suddenly started crying.

Zhou Huaishan dragged his feverish body, barely sat up, and stroked Wang Jin's back, "Why are you crying?"

Wang Jin roared like venting, "Shen Li has been infected and is now in a psychedelic state!

Do you know that those who died were in a psychedelic state the day before they died!

You had a fever again just now!

Why do you say I'm crying!

I'm afraid Shen Li will die!

I'm afraid you will die too!

All dead!

I'm the only one left again!"

The word "again" was bitten very hard by him.

Before the voice of venting fell, a student from the Imperial College ran over, "Hurry up, another one died, carry him away!"

Wang Jin almost jumped up instinctively.

The roaring voice dissipated with the action of getting up, his mind was still lingering on the venting just now, and his body had already run with his classmates.

Zhou Huaishan did not stay any longer, and stood up slowly.

At this time, nothing can delay the prevention and control of this epidemic, unless the person falls down.

We do not advocate sacrifice, we do not agree with sacrifice, but sometimes, when there are only so many available manpower, everything is a last resort.

Gao Li brought Kou Rong to him at dusk on this day.

"How is the lord?" Galloping all the way, Gao Li dismounted and entered the courtyard, and almost ran all the way to Shen Li.

The follower who came forward had red eyes, "He has been in a coma since this afternoon, and he has not woken up until now. He vomited three times in the middle."

Gao Li stumbled several times in a hurry and almost tripped himself to death with his left and right feet.

Kou Rong was also quick, and quickly reached the courtyard where Shen Li was. Gao Li followed and was about to go in, but was stopped by Kou Rong.

"I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid of infection! Let me in!" Gao Li said to Kou Rong with red eyes, his voice choked with sobs in his roar.

A 30-year-old man cried for the first time.

Kou Rong was calm, "Aren't you afraid? If something happens to him, who will take care of the entire Shadow? Didn't you say Zhou Huaishan is also here? Isn't he worried about Shen Li? Go do your thing!"

After saying this in a cold voice, he turned around and left.

Shi Yuexin is still in Fengtai, and I didn't make a fuss about going there first!

She is the saint of Miaojiang. Although she has now become a prisoner of the Shadow, her aura is still there.

Gao Li stopped abruptly and didn't keep up. Seeing Kou Rong enter Shen Li's room, he gritted his teeth and turned around to leave.

Indeed, he has too many things to do.

He can't afford to delay.

Personal feelings, at this time, are shit!

Kou Rong stayed in Shen Li's room for the whole night, and in the middle of the night she called several doctors from Zhending who were good friends with her.

As dawn approached, a bowl of boiled thick medicine was poured into Shen Li's mouth, and then the remaining medicine base was smeared on the red rash on the back of Shen Li's hand.

Kou Rong did everything herself.

If this prescription doesn't work, then Kou Rong and Shen Li's close contact, she has a 50% chance of being infected.

After doing everything she could, Kou Rong collapsed in a chair, her eyes slightly closed, but she couldn't sleep, her mind was in a mess.

The other doctors also tiredly found a place to rest, and for a while the room was quiet as if no one was there.

"It's gone! The rash is gone!"

I don’t know who shouted first.

This sentence was like a charge on the battlefield. Several doctors who were lying in a mess jumped up and rushed over.

Even athletes were not as agile as they were at this moment.

“It’s gone, it’s really gone!”

“No more fever, no more fever!”

“This prescription is right!”

Shen Li’s condition was under control. Several doctors who had worked hard for five days cried with joy. Several men hugged each other tightly, tears bursting out, and their voices were hoarse.

“It’s under control! It’s under control!”

Doctors are kind-hearted. They hope that everyone can survive more than anyone else!

Finding a prescription for treatment is more joyful than finding a gold mine.

Kou Rong took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and tears flowed down.

The prescription is right.

Three days later, Shen Li’s body was completely recovered, and Zhending’s condition was basically stable. All patients, except those with underlying diseases, may need more time, and the others have been cured.

Jiang Qi was so ashamed that he knelt in front of Shen Li.

"It's my incompetence. If I had realized earlier that this was an epidemic, it wouldn't have been so serious."

Shen Li glanced at the white cloth belt around his waist, "Funeral?"

Jiang Qi's voice choked, "Master died suddenly last night."

Since the outbreak, due to the special circumstances of Jiang Qi's family, he could not cooperate with the shadow work, and everything was done by Master.

Others were busy, but Master was busier than everyone else.

In the end, he couldn't stand the heavy burden at his age.

Shen Li's throat was blocked for a while, and after a long pause, he said: "Treat his family well."