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    Jin Yi¡¯s Night Journey 338_Jin Yi¡¯s Night Journey full text free to read_Chapter 338 Antibodies come from (.)

    "He deserves this. He has made great contributions over the years." Yang Zongbao leaned back slightly to make himself more comfortable.

    "You are so generous." Qiangwei scolded.

    "Qiangwei, you know, this money is just a transitional thing for me when I come here."

    Qiangwei heard Yang Zongbao's weak voice. Although it sounded powerless, Qiangwei found great power in it.  Not a single word is random nonsense.  Yang Zongbao is not a person who talks freely.

    "That's right, you have never asked for material things in so many years. From the past, you have eaten whatever others gave you. I don't even know where you have thrown all the etiquette that Professor Monkdo taught you in the past.  ." Qiangwei couldn't help but argue.

    "Haha, whatever. Those things are just my skills for making a living." Yang Zongbao felt that Qiangwei's blow was harmless.

    Qiangwei asked herself that she has long been used to it, right?

    The resettlement center is very quiet. It can be said that not only the resettlement center, but also the Lower East Side is very quiet.

    "Aren't you an only daughter? When did you have a younger brother?" Yang Zongbao suddenly remembered.

    "I am the only one in name." Qiangwei smiled: "What? Are you suddenly interested in me?" Qiangwei teased.

    "No, I think it's a pity. There are obviously experts." Yang Zongbao was determined to be a traitor.

    "I know you're thinking about it. Don't worry, I've already called. I guess this time is coming soon. But you can do it yourself if you can ask him to help." Qiangwei couldn't hold back her laughter. It was hard to imagine what would happen if Yang Zongbao and that child met.  how.

    "Prodigy?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "It doesn't count." Qiangwei said truthfully: "If someone in the family is smart, a lot of money will be invested in their training. Naturally, most of the money will be rewarded if you spend that much money."

    Yang Zongbao was speechless. Qiangwei's words seemed not to be talking about a person, but to discuss an issue. There was no emotion at all.

    "Originally, it was impossible for my family to let that kid come over. I asked him to come over privately." Qiangwei continued to explain.

    "Originally, only families like yours can cultivate geniuses. Others don't have that much money to cultivate them. But it's always bad to treat people like machines to maintain them." Yang Zongbao was dissatisfied with the Willis family's approach.  Surprised.  To put it bluntly, Donglin Hospital relies on this method to train its own doctors.

    "I will not comment on this."

    Qiangwei likes to sit down and chat with Yang Zongbao very much.

    "What are you doing now?" Qiangwei asked.

    "Just wait here." Yang Zongbao didn't want to lie down and rest, because he felt that once he lay down, he would not get up and his whole body would hurt.  If people enjoy comfort, they will not want to be tired again.  Therefore, Yang Zongbao was determined not to lie down.

    Raindrops began to float in the sky, but no one was very clean now, so they didn't care if the rain came at an untimely time.

    The crowd that was originally watching outside the resettlement center dispersed after achieving their purpose, so there was no one at the door, and even one or two who occasionally passed by stayed away from each other.  Because now in the minds of people on the Lower East Side, the resettlement center has clearly become the source of the virus.

    At the other end of the road, footsteps finally sounded after a long time.

    Yang Zongbao saw a thin figure from a distance.

    "Here we come." Qiangwei sighed.

    Yang Zongbao watched with concentration as the person walked into the light range.

    The person who came was very young, about 14 years old, and his face was covered with freckles.  He walked up to Yang Zongbao, threw his baggage on the ground in front of Yang Zongbao, and said arrogantly: "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

    "Second floor, first room on the left." Yang Zongbao pointed in the direction of the laboratory.

    "Trouble." The little boy glared at Qiangwei, said nothing, picked up his luggage and left.

    "It's not too troublesome." Yang Zongbao asked Qiangwei suspiciously.

    "You will know later. This child has a character defect." Qiangwei didn't know how to explain it now.

    "Let's talk about it later." Yang Zongbao gave up digging for the root cause.

    Now, not only the people in the resettlement center are headed by Yang Zongbao, but even the people in the Lower East Side have gradually begun to feel that Yang Zongbao is the center, and they will come to ask Yang Zongbao when they encounter any unresolved matters.

    Yang Zongbao simply built a small shed outside the resettlement center so that people inside and outside the center could come to him.

    There are no eyes in a few days and a night, but when you are tired,Yang Zongbao just squinted his eyes for a moment.  Because Yang Zongbao had just undergone gastric surgery, he could not eat yet and could only be suspended with a nutritional needle.

    "The medicine is not enough." Qiangwei also looked haggard: "The food is not enough."

    "What else?" Yang Zongbao's temples were beating.

    "The water source can't support it for long." Qiangwei sighed. In order to save water resources these days, Qiangwei's lips also cracked.

    "It has been announced to the public that people in the Lower East Side have begun to produce antibodies." Yang Zongbao thought for a while and said.

    "But this is false information." Qiangwei retorted.

    "It's okay, what we need is the capital to negotiate terms. You can handle these things." Yang Zongbao said to Qiangwei without any objection.

    "Okay." Although the antibody has not been developed yet, Qiangwei believes that Yang Zongbao still followed the instructions.

    "Dr. John, the body is almost buried."

    As soon as Qiangwei left, someone rushed over from the back.

    "Well, have you counted it?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "About 100,000 people." The visitor was very indifferent.

    "You can't blame him. Anyone who lives in such an environment where death is possible at any time will choose to ignore life in the end.  Compassion is a luxury at a time like this, and survival is the real thing.

    "Well, the peak period of infection has passed. Fewer and fewer people will die every day, until none. You tell the others. Tell them that things will be over soon, and let them endure for a few more days."  Yang Zongbao painted a beautiful hope for visitors.

    "Really? Then thank you Dr. John, thank you Dr. John" The man left with a lot of gratitude.

    "Boss, where are you going after this incident is over? Return to China?" Rigui asked.

    ¡°It¡¯s over?¡± Yang Zongbao smiled mockingly.

    "" Rigui instantly felt unprecedented pressure, as if the most dangerous time had never passed.

    Yang Zongbao then asked the Japanese ghost to push him to a place about 100 meters away from the resettlement center.

    Although the Japanese ghost didn¡¯t understand the meaning of Yang Zongbao¡¯s move, the street soon became alive.  The horse boys who were summoned to do things no longer shrank when they walked. Everyone seemed to think that since Dr. John had come out, the matter should be over.

    George sees everything with his eyes. Yes, this is Yang Zongbao. He can adjust people's hearts inadvertently and indirectly affect the people around him.  Maybe this is what a doctor is.  George vaguely felt that Yang Zongbao was different after experiencing this incident.  In the past, Yang Zongbao would never have done it so thoroughly, nor would he have performed so openly. Saving people but not their hearts was his purpose.  But now Yang Zongbao's behavior at this time is to save his heart.

    On the other hand, Qiangwei moved quickly to discuss with the outside world.

    "What, do you have antibodies?" The Minister of Health was also very excited.

    "Yeah." Qiangwei confronted them in front of the blockade.

    "Hand it over." The Minister of Health seemed to have seen a bright future and said hurriedly without even having time to swallow his saliva.

    Qiangwei narrowed her eyes, that's it, people who get something for nothing are the most hateful.

    "No." Qiangwei refused without hesitation.

    "This is for the sake of all mankind. Hand it over quickly. Now is not the time to show off your temper." The Minister of Health spoke righteously.

    "We have conditions." Qiangwei was unhurried, that's what the so-called negotiation was.

    "You should obey unconditionally and hand over the antibodies, otherwise you will wait to be wiped out."

    Faced with the danger of Fatty, Qiangwei remained unmoved.

    ¡°Don¡¯t let us force our way in.¡± The fat man was still shouting from the side.

    Qiangwei looked past the furious fat man and looked directly at the person behind him.  At this point, the fat man's attitude no longer mattered.

    "What are the conditions?" William walked from behind the fat man to the front.  Someone just reported that antibodies had appeared in the Lower East Side, and William couldn't wait to come.  The situation in Will City is not optimistic, and there are even sporadic reports of illness across the country. If this continues, it may really turn into a disaster.  So William came immediately as soon as he received the information from his subordinates.

    "Medicines, food, water." Qiangwei answered simply, but the meaning she conveyed was precise.

    "Okay. But you have to give us the antibodies." William was also very realistic: "And I hope you give it to me first. This is also for the sake of all mankind."

    "Send in what we need first." Qiangwei did not ask to restore the communication system because it was not open to the outside world yet.When expressing specific circumstances.

    "Okay." William's face was ashen: "I want to see Yang Zongbao and ask him to come see us."

    "You go in and see him yourself. He is not in good health and should not do strenuous exercise."

    Faced with Qiangwei¡¯s strength, William had no choice but to agree and led a group of people into the Lower East Side.

    Because Yang Zongbao came out for activities, many people who were stuck at home also took the opportunity to come out to see a doctor.  It does not mean that other diseases will not occur because of the plague. The disease will still be the disease.

    Yang Zongbao couldn¡¯t stand it alone, so he transferred some doctors from the resettlement center to set up a stall to treat patients.

    When William was approaching the resettlement center, he saw a face like this.

    "Doctor Yang."

    "William, long time no see." Yang Zongbao said friendly.

    "Thank you for your hard work." William couldn't bear it when he saw Yang Zongbao's thin face. He abandoned the Lower East Side during the most difficult time, but now the Lower East Side is gradually coming out under the leadership of Yang Zongbao.

    "Are you here to get antibodies?" Yang Zongbao got straight to the point and pointed out William's purpose.

    "I'm sorry." William apologized.

    "It's okay. When what I want arrives, I will naturally give it to you." Yang Zongbao and Qiangwei were on the same side.

    William has long expected this situation: "Save the people outside. Is it just that the lives of people in the Lower East Side are human lives, but the lives of people outside are not human lives?"

    "Hehehehe" Yang Zongbao laughed, laughing very loudly.

    William¡¯s face suddenly turned red. Although Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t say anything, William also felt how ridiculous he was when he said this.

    Actually, it¡¯s not Yang Zongbao¡¯s fault. If there were antibodies, Yang Zongbao would have given them without hesitation. The problem is that they don¡¯t exist now.

    People in the Lower East Side didn't have a good impression of William, so they didn't have a good impression of him. Some people even spat at him publicly, but for Yang Zongbao's sake, they didn't cause much trouble.

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