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- Jin Yi¡¯s Night Journey 329_Jin Yi¡¯s Night Journey full text free to read_Chapter 329 The horror comes from (.)
??We are all medical students, and they are not afraid of corpses. [High-quality update.] But with all this happening in front of me, as the mountain of corpses gradually piled up, someone finally vomited.
Yang Zongbao looked back at the vomiting nurse behind him and told the Japanese ghost: "Go get some gasoline."
The Japanese ghost took the order and left.
"Do you want more corpses?" The gangster panted and carried the corpse over.
"Yes." Yang Zongbao's face was blocked by a mask, making his expression unclear.
"You are really weird, but let's calculate the money first." The gangster suspected that Yang Zongbao would not pay him afterwards.
"Here." Qiangwei came from behind and handed Yang Zongbao a checkbook.
After Yang Zongbao took it over, he signed a number on the checkbook.
The little gangster got the check and was very satisfied. He flicked the check with his fingers and the paper made a crisp sound. This made the little gangster very satisfied: "Although you are weird, for the sake of money, we can continue." Cooperation. But it¡¯s strange, there are so many dead people these days"
While the gangster was chattering, the Japanese ghost came over with a bucket of fuel. Yang Zongbao took it and walked over. It was all sprinkled on the pile of corpses. Then in full view of everyone, a fire was lit.
In an instant, the corpse was ignited. The flames and thick black smoke were soaring into the sky, carrying the unique aroma of human flesh, stimulating the sight and smell of everyone present The burning temperature seemed to evaporate everything present. The water in the human body is the same
"Youare you demons?" The gangster looked at Yang Zongbao and his group in fear, and couldn't help but sigh. Western Catholic teachings are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even in the Lower East Side, a place of depravity, there are many people who hope to enter heaven after death. Therefore, the understanding of God and the devil is still very clear. The large-scale burning of corpses like Yang Zongbao is undoubtedly a devilish act in the eyes of gangsters.
"Go and move the body quickly." Yang Zongbao said without emotion.
The gangster gathered his troops and started collecting corpses again. Faith is one thing, but real money is another. Living in the present is real when you can get it in your hands.
The soaring fire quickly attracted a group of people, and Yang Zongbao stayed in front of the fire. The hot flames made Yang Zongbao's face turn red. Standing upright in front of the fire, he didn't even move. The disgusting smell of barbecue in the air seemed to cover the entire Lower East Side. Although the corpses lying in the flames were lifeless, the temperature of the flames distorted the surrounding air and seemed to be alive. Hell reappears on earth.
I don¡¯t know where people heard the news about Yang Zongbao collecting the corpses, and they came over carrying the corpses they could find. So the height of the fire never decreased.
"Why are there so many people dying these days?" Someone was also discussing in a low voice.
"Yes, why? There are always people with colds and fevers these days, even doctors are infected"
As soon as he heard this, Yang Zongbao knew that things were out of control.
"Is it useful?" Qiangwei walked up to Yang Zongbao and asked.
"I don't know. It's a little bit of a solution. Fire can eliminate the virus, and burning corpses is just a no-brainer. There are not enough drugs, not enough medical personnel, and there is not even an army to control it. There are 3 million people and I can't do anything about it. I can only use the best method here. The source has begun to be eliminated, and I don¡¯t know what else to do.¡± Yang Zongbao now only hates that his ability is too small, and it can¡¯t help at all.
"It's not your fault." Qiangwei, who knew Yang Zongbao well, could only comfort him like this. Yang Zongbao must be feeling extremely guilty now.
"It's not my fault" Yang Zongbao repeated.
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"What, someone is burning corpses?" Grace put down the phone and said in the ward of Donglin Hospital.
"What? Isn't this too courageous?" The gentle man in the white suit said in a nonchalant manner.
"" Master Peng was silent. In fact, Mr. Peng just learned about Yang Zongbao's burning of the corpse over the phone. As soon as he heard the news, a thought came to mind - the Lower East Side was in chaos.
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In the on-duty room of the Seattle emergency room, George sat on the edge of the bed without moving for a long time. But suddenly George stood beside the bed, then walked out of the duty room resolutely, walked quickly to his office, picked up the phone
Five minutes later, George hung up the phone and kept playing with his hands on the desk. Suddenly, George realized that his action seemed to be Yang Zongbao's habit, and then he stopped, as if something had happened.Looking at his fingers, George became heartbroken.
Half an hour later, George received the call and summoned everyone from the infectious disease department to wait at the entrance of the hospital.
George and others stood at the door of the hospital, feeling uneasy. I can only say sorry to Yang Zongbao. Although Yang Zongbao told George not to disclose the plague outbreak in the Lower East Side to the public, George did not want to miss this opportunity to make a name for himself. After all, George had just become the dean, and his position was not yet secure. A feat was needed to allow George to sit firmly on the dean's throne. This plague was a good opportunity. Although he may feel sorry for Yang Zongbao, George will not miss this opportunity. Yang Zongbao himself once said that George is more suitable to be a businessman than a doctor. Once the plague is not controlled well, the death toll will be in the tens of millions. So if he could discover it first, report it, and control it, George would definitely be able to achieve great achievements. Moreover, George knew Yang Zongbao's character very clearly and would not make false claims. If he said it was plague, it would definitely be plague. So George dared to guarantee it and mobilized all his connections so that the disaster in the Lower East Side could reach the ears of the Minister of Health. Now George's approach is working. The response time for a Class A infectious disease is half an hour, and the time to create countermeasures is within 5 hours.
When George arrived outside the Lower East Side, he found that it had been cordoned off by masked and heavily armed officers and soldiers.
"Minister." George and the Minister of Health have met several times before, so it's not like they don't know each other when they meet.
"Well. Are you sure there is plague inside?" The Minister of Health is a fat, bald man.
"Yes." George saw billowing smoke in the Lower East Side from a distance: "That smoke should be burning people who died of illness."
"I saw it and will send people in to search later. However, the number of infected people cannot be determined yet, so we try to keep people in their own homes until the matter is resolved." The Minister of Health also has a headache. That's 3 million people, not 30 people, not 300 people, not 3,000 people. Even on the Lower East Side, he had no authority to deal with so many lives. Whether it should be a complete lockdown or what, the Minister of Health didn¡¯t know what to do. After all, there has never been such a serious Class A infectious disease outbreak during his tenure.
Chacha had already evacuated with the people when the armed vehicle drove over, so she could watch from a distance on the other side of the blockade.
Chacha thought for a while and finally called Yang Zongbao: "Dr. John, the outside is blocked by the military."
"What?" Yang Zongbao actually felt relieved when he heard Chacha say this. Originally, we wanted to leave a way for the people in the Lower East Side to survive, but their cooperation was not good, so now we can only wait for the solution outside. Although I don¡¯t know what the external solution is, I¡¯m sure it won¡¯t be very humane: ¡°I understand.¡±
Chacha didn¡¯t expect that Yang Zongbao hung up the phone first and didn¡¯t react for a moment: ¡°Ah, what do you mean?¡± When Chacha looked at the Lower East District, she suddenly felt that it might become hell.
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Yang Zongbao never left the shack for a moment.
"What should I do if I can't get out?" The gangster came back and asked Yang Zongbao what to do. It was actually unreasonable to do so. Unknowingly, Yang Zongbao had already taken the dominant position.
"Can't get out? Then leave some people to keep the corpses here, and put all those with fevers, colds and nosebleeds in solitary confinement. Those whose corpses cannot be transported back will be burned on the spot." Yang Zongbao's mind is clear now. .
"But we don't have enough people, what should we do?" The gangster didn't understand Yang Zongbao's arrangement.
¡°Is there still internet?¡± Yang Zongbao asked.
"No more." The gangster took out his cell phone and tried: "I can't make calls either."
Hearing what the gangster said, Yang Zongbao probably had an idea in his mind - all contact with the outside world would be cut off. The matter has indeed developed to a very serious level.
"Go to the radio and ask everyone to stay at home as much as possible and throw the dead outside the door. Consciously isolate yourself from the patients. I don't know what to do with the rest." Yang Zongbao does not have any power in the Lower East Side, so he can only speak sincerely. persuade.
"Are you a doctor? Did something happen here?" The gangster is not a fool.
"Well, the disease is prevalent. You can still live if you stay at home." Yang Zongbao said.
"Then I" The little gangster hesitated and seemed to want to hide.
"It's up to you." Yang Zongbao only focused on the corpse. There were fewer and fewer corpses being delivered, and Yang Zongbao was ready to change places.
"Japanese ghost."
"yes."
Looking at the Japanese ghost, Yang Zongbao thought about it and dialed the number.?.
Chacha jumped when the ringtone of her mobile phone stopped. She was surprised that Yang Zongbao would call her.
"Do you want to die?" Chacha did not expect that after the call was connected, the first thing Yang Zongbao said was to ask her if she wanted to die.
If a normal person hears Yang Zongbao say this, he will definitely criticize him. But Chacha was not a normal person, so she calmly replied: "I want to."
"Bring people in." Yang Zongbao smiled bitterly.
¡°I know.¡± After Chacha hung up the phone, she walked directly to the blockade.
"I'm sorry, miss, please stop, traffic is temporarily closed here." Soon someone stopped Chacha.
Chacha suddenly smiled seductively and rushed in unexpectedly.
The person who blocked him was stunned for a moment. The order from above was that no one was allowed to come out, not that no one was allowed to go in, so Chacha was given the opportunity to slip away.
Tearing off the extra clothes, Chacha revealed her strong and slender limbs, and ran quickly into the alley, getting rid of the people who were chasing her. People in the Lower East Side also reacted and rushed towards the exitChacha squeezed in as hard as she could in the opposite direction to the flow of people
When George saw the crowd that was coming, he couldn¡¯t believe it would have such a big impact. The blockade is firmly controlled by the military, and not even a fly can fly over it.
"How should we treat it?" George asked the Minister of Health.
"Treatment? Let's control it now."
George fell silent. Now that he thought about it, he realized how wise Yang Zongbao¡¯s decision to keep it secret was. Because the Lower East Side was sealed off, the people inside felt nervous and eager to escape.
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