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- That night, in each room of Mingfeng Villa, everyone had their own plans, each had his own agenda, and there were many conspiracies, disputes, and calculations. There was only one room, but it was still quiet.
That is the isolation ward. The room where Chen Wei and Huang Qiong are. .
The isolation ward has ceased to exist in name only. At this moment, who would be thinking about Huang Qiong. Everyone is waiting for Huang Qiong to die - no, just mutate.
In the minds of some people, Huang Qiong's mutation just gives them an excuse to have an attack.
Chen Wei sat on Huang Qiong's bedside, feeling groggy due to extreme exhaustion. She had done everything she had to do, and the only thing left was to wait. Waiting for the moment Huang Qiong mutates.
Chen Wei quietly bent down. The ax left by Wang Lu was at her feet. Her fingertips actually touched the cold front of the axe. Chen Wei suddenly retracted her hand.
The skinny Huang Qiong, with a bean sprout-like neck, could not withstand the blow of the axe.
Chen Wei suddenly felt regretful. She really couldn't bear to take action. Maybe she should call Wang Lu back and let him take action.
But Chen Wei knew that Wang Lu was busy with something very important, something more important than Huang Qiong's death. Since the population of Yashan expanded rapidly, Wang Lu was so busy that he had no time to chat with her.
Chen Wei leaned over and looked at Huang Qiong. The child was lying motionless on the bed, looking so quiet. A girl of her age was quietly discussing with her mother what kind of bra to wear and what kind of sanitary napkin to use. Being more comfortable will not affect the class. A boy will hand him a small note and such private words.
What a pity.
"I can't save Zheng Jiaxi, nor can I save Huang Qiong. These girls, like flowers, withered too early.
Chen Wei was grieving when she suddenly saw Huang Qiong open her eyes, "Mom." She murmured.
Chen Wei was so startled that she almost jumped up. She quickly leaned over and said, "Huang Qiong, I am Teacher Chen. How do you feel? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Huang Qiong called softly again: "Mom."
Chen Wei discovered this. Huang Qiong's eyes were not on her at all. She was staring directly at somewhere in the sky, her pupils unfocused, "Mom." Huang Qiong called again.
Chen Wei¡¯s tears fell down drop by drop. Falling on Huang Qiong's face, she stretched out her hand tremblingly and gently touched Huang Qiong's little face: "Mom is here, mom will stay with you."
Huang Qiong's eyes slowly closed, and almost at the same time, two black liquids seeped out from the corners of her eyes.
Chen Wei covered her mouth and suppressed her screams. This scene was all too familiar to her, it had happened to Wang Lu before. The secondary biochemical virus has invaded Huang Qiong's brain.
Chen Wei stretched out her hand and grasped the handle of the hand ax tightly. The ax blade was raised high and hung above Huang Qiong's head. With just one blow, Huang Qiong's head would be chopped off.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Chen Wei suddenly threw the ax far into the corner.
She leaned over Huang Qiong and whispered in her ear: "Huang Qiong, good boy. Don't die, don't die. Secondary biochemical virus is not terrible. Really, your Uncle Wang, Wang Lu Uncle was also infected with the secondary biochemical virus, but he survived. Yes, he came back from the dead. The secondary biochemical virus did not turn him into a zombie. Uncle Wang Lu is alive and well. Huang Qiong, don't be afraid , you have to believe in yourself and your body. It will definitely be able to fight against the secondary biochemical virus, and don¡¯t let it turn you into a zombie. If you want to survive, you must survive!¡±
If Wang Lu were around, he would definitely sneer at what Chen Wei did. What does this mean? Do witches, gods, and men dance like gods? By saying a few words like this, Huang Qiong can be protected from the second biochemical virus? This is science fiction. It¡¯s not that the fantasy fairy is easy to defeat. Do you think you are talking about some great prophecy, great laws or golden words? My dear wife, could you please talk about some science?
Chen Wei also knew that her behavior was ridiculous, but she insisted on whispering in the ears of Huang Qiong, who was in a coma. This was the only thing she could do for the child in the face of desperation. Lu recounted in detail how he struggled to survive the secondary biochemical virus infection, as if Huang Qiong could draw some strength from it.
Wang Lu didn¡¯t know that his wife had a stupid temper again. He was waving his hand in the room as if giving directions.
"Set up an Ministry of Agriculture, and the minister is Old Man Chen. Agriculture is our top priority right now. Those old people can't kill zombies, so doing some farm work is not a problem. We can also deploy a few adult men to do the work in a day. I¡¯m so tired that I just want to eat and sleep, so I don¡¯t have to worry about anything.¡±
"Set up an armed ministry. Well, Lao Feng, you are the minister who does your duty, so let ZhouChunyu and Guan Xin can become deputy ministers. Shen Mugu, Wang Decheng, Cai Chunlei and other physically strong men and women who are willing to join are all under your control. Lao Feng, you are used to taking care of the thorns. With you restraining them, you are not afraid of them frying their wings. "
"For the Ministry of Health, let Qian Zhengang take charge of this. Qian Zhengang has been shouting in my ears to train a group of medical staff, and to recruit a few women with delicate minds and flexible hands and feet, and let him train as nurses."
"Ministry of Industry, this is necessary. Industrialization is the only way for us, and it is also our only hope to fight against zombies. Well, let Qiu Weiqin be the minister. Do not trust those who are employed, and do not use those who are suspicious. Anyway, we don't know much about water and electricity ourselves. Just delegate power.¡±
At this time, Feng Haiqi, who had been listening with a faint smile, suddenly said: "The Ministry of Industry should be divided more carefully and split into the Ministry of Electric Power and the Ministry of Machinery, with Qiu Weiqin and Li Bo as ministers respectively."
Wang Lu was stunned. There were only a few people who knew about water and electricity machinery. Isn¡¯t such a small detail too detailed? But as soon as he changed his mind, he immediately understood the meaning of Feng Haiqi's move.
This is to support Li Bo and evade Qiu Weiqin. Li Bo and Qiu Weiqin are in charge of the same department. Although they seem to occupy more positions in the entire Yashan system, they also plant a nail between Li Bo and Qiu Weiqin. Li Bo He has always followed Qiu Weiqin's lead, but if Wang Lu now gives him a chance to be on an equal footing with Qiu Weiqin, it won't be obvious in a short time, but as time goes by, Li Bo will definitely not be satisfied with being under Qiu Weiqin. If there is a slight conflict between the two, Wang Lu can take action.
Wang Lu raised his thumb at the old god Feng Haiqi who was lying on the bed. He was indeed a cunning old man.
Wang Lu circled around a few more times: "Set up a Ministry of Civil Affairs and put that Zhang Limei in charge, and leave all the food, laundry and sewing to her."
"Finally, set up a Ministry of Education, with Chen Wei as the minister, which is good. Let's live together."
Well, there are only about 30 to less than 40 people in Yashan. Wang Lu has set up 7 departments at once. On average, each department only has five or six cats and dogs. This is not how players play. However, this was exactly the effect Wang Lu wanted. The more dispersed the personnel were, the less able they were to concentrate against him.
Feng Haiqi clapped his hands and said, "It's true that even though the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. By the way, Xiao Wang, this frame has been put up. What name do you plan to give it? If the name is not right, it will not be right. ah."
Wang Lu laughed and said, "How about the name Yashan Commune?"
Feng Haiqi laughed and said: "You dare to call a person in his thirties a commune? I think Shanghai was just called a commune back then. But I like this name, commune commune, it has the flavor of primitive communism. Our current social structure It really tastes like this.¡±
There was a rooster crow outside the window, but it was Aunt Cui's most beloved and the only little rooster in Yashan. "It's dawn." Wang Lu opened the curtains and looked at the misty sky.
Feng Haiqi got up from the bed. He stretched a lot and said, "Oh, my bones are old. I just stayed up all night. My back is stiff." As he said that, Feng Haiqi took his two axes and inserted them into his waist.
Wang Lu also took his hand ax and inserted it into the most convenient part of his waist. He nodded to Feng Haiqi: "Let's go."
Wang Lu stood at the door and held the door handle. He knew that as he opened the door, many doors on both sides of the corridor would also open, and it would be dawn. It's time for a showdown. Can I completely suppress those thoughts that are about to stir up and "manage" the outsiders? After opening the door, everything will be revealed.
If someone refuses to accept "control", that would be embarrassing. Wang Lu held on to the handle of the axe. I killed zombies without blinking an eye, and I killed people just as smoothly. Hey, there are only one or two people who died in my hands, Wang Lu. Killing a few more is just a number. .
Wang Lu turned the door handle, and with a soft creaking sound, the door opened.
Almost at the same moment, the doors on both sides of the corridor opened one after another. It seemed that everyone in the room was sticking behind the door and listening to the movement in the corridor. The sound of Wang Lu opening the door alarmed everyone.
Zhang Limei, Lao Yutou, Qiu Weiqin, Lin Jiu, Lu Kai, Zhou Chunyu, Wang Decheng, Cai Chunlei one after another, familiar and unfamiliar faces, with different expressions, nervousness, doubt, suspicion, excitement ¡
Wang Lu rarely felt his hands were sweaty.
His throat felt a little itchy, and Wang Lu was about to cough, when suddenly¡ª¡ª
There was a loud bang, and everyone on both sides of the corridor was shocked. Someone had already grasped the sharpened screwdriver handle hidden in his pocket¡ª¡ª
"Huang Qiong's temperature has dropped! Her temperature has returned to normal! She is recovering!" Excited shouts spread throughout the entire Mingfeng Villa.
It¡¯s Chen Wei, pushing the door open and closing the doorIt was Chen Wei who made a loud noise against the wall.
Everyone was stunned, even Wang Lu stood on the spot. Suddenly, someone broke the silence. It was Wang Bi'an. He leaned out from behind Xie Ling and shouted happily: "Mom, is it true? ? Let me take a look!" As he said that, he wanted to squeeze in from behind Xie Ling.
Wang Lu made a decisive decision: "Doctor Qian, come with me. Also, Lao Yutou and Zhang Limei, you also come to the isolation ward."
Ten minutes later, at the door of the isolation ward, people crowded into a crowd and poked their heads into the room. Unfortunately, Wang Decheng and Cai Chunlei, like the two door gods, blocked the door and sealed it tightly. More people stood in the corridor, talking. There was a lot of discussion. Huang Donghua squeezed through the crowd and asked Wang Bi'an, who was standing on tiptoe at the door and looking in: "Brother Wang Bi'an, is Sister Huang Qiong really okay?"
Wang Bi'an scratched his head and said, "I can't enter the isolation ward either. I don't know if Huang Qiong is better or not. I can't hear Huang Qiong's voice from here. However, since my mother said that Huang Qiong is recovering, it can't be true." You¡¯re just talking nonsense.¡±
Huang Donghua said worriedly: "But Sister Huang Qiong is infected with a biochemical virus. Could it be that the diagnosis was wrong at the beginning?"
Huang Donghua's question was also circulated among people talking outside the corridor: "Are you kidding me? Has anyone recovered from a biochemical virus?"
"It's hard to say. Theoretically speaking, we are all carriers of biochemical viruses now."
"But Huang Qiong was infected with a secondary biochemical virus."
"What happened to the secondary biochemical virus? Maybe little girl Huang Qiong has a particularly strong immune system and can resist the virus infection?"
"No matter what, it's always a good thing that Huang Qiong's child can survive."
"It's a little early to say this. Brother Wang and the others have been in there for a while, but they haven't come out with any accurate words."
The sound of discussion in the corridor was faintly transmitted into the isolation ward. But no one in the room paid attention. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Qian Zhengang's every move.
Qian Zhengang put down the sphygmomanometer in his hand and took a long breath: "The blood pressure is normal." He paused: "The body temperature, respiration, blood pressure, and pulse are all normal."
Chen Wei bit her lip. Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he said with a smile: "I knew it, I knew it, Huang Qiong, the child, survived. As morning approached, I found that the child's body temperature was dropping little by little, and he could no longer notice his breathing. Arrived, but then the chest heaved again.¡±
Wang Lu was also very happy. He interrupted Chen Wei and said, "I remember that before we left, Huang Qiong's nose was already bleeding. What happened next? The child's eyes -" Wang Lu once heard Chen Wei say in detail that he was infected twice. The physical symptoms of the biochemical virus were naturally compared with Huang Qiong's.
Chen Wei nodded: "Huang Qiong, this child, also had black liquid oozing from the corners of his eyes. However, you completely lost consciousness later on, and you couldn't even notice your breathing or heartbeat. Your fingernails also peeled off, but there was no trace of Huang Qiong's body. No such phenomenon occurred. This shows that"
Qian Zhengang said: "This shows that Huang Qiong's immunity to the secondary biochemical virus is stronger than Brother Wang!"
In the room, everyone from Wang Lu and Chen Wei to Lao Tou and Zhang Limei's eyes were filled with excitement. Wang Lu slapped his thigh hard: "This is good news, great news."
Wang Lu said seriously to Qian Zhengang: "Doctor Qian, please confirm Huang Qiong's vital signs again. Can this child make a complete recovery? When will he wake up?"
Qian Zhengang hesitated for a moment: "Judging from my examination, Huang Qiong's indicators are all very good. It stands to reason that she will wake up at any time. But Brother Wang, don't forget, this child could have had 45 or more times before she fell into coma." She had a high fever, and I was worried that it would cause irreversible damage to her brain. Oh, blame me, I thought the child was infected with a secondary biochemical virus. It was completely hopeless, so no other treatment measures were taken. "
Zhang Limei said from the side: "Dr. Qian, please don't blame yourself. To be honest, Huang Qiong is extremely lucky to have survived the second biochemical virus infection. What if there is someone?" Whatever the sequelae are, it¡¯s not the fault of God. Not to mention the current situation, even in the past when specialist clinics were opened everywhere, there were children with cerebral palsy due to fever. We are grateful that you were not too late, so how can we blame you? "
Qian Zhengang shook his head repeatedly: "I can't afford your gratitude. Speaking of it, I am not a competent doctor. If I want to be grateful, I should also be grateful to Sister Chen. When even I gave up on Huang Qiong, it was she who stayed by my child's side. Saved Huang Qiong¡¯s life.¡±
Chen Wei patted Qian Zhengang on the shoulder: "Dr. Qian, you are confused. I just stayed with the child and didn't do any work, so I don't get any credit. But don't say thank you or thank you. .¡±
Wang Lu said: "Okay, okay, it's always a happy event. Let's do this. Chen Wei, you and Zhang Limei will take good care of Huang Qiong together and give her the best care before she recovers completely. The rest of the people will follow me. Everyone announces the good news.¡±
In the restaurant of Mingfeng Villa, everyone gathered again. Wang Lu stood on the small stage, waved his hand majestically: "I want to tell you some good news, Huang Qiong, she has resisted the second degree of biochemical virus. infection and is recovering."
Although most people had already guessed the good news, after hearing Wang Lu's personal announcement, everyone couldn't help but get excited. Whether they were acquaintances or strangers, people hugged the people around them, excitedly and excitedly. Yelling and jumping.
??Can this not make people excited?
What is the most terrifying thing in the biochemical apocalypse?
It¡¯s not a lack of food, it¡¯s not a lack of clean water to drink, it¡¯s not sleeping in the wind and rain, it¡¯s not being surrounded by zombies, it¡¯s the biochemical virus that is everywhere without a trace, but leaves people helpless. And damn, this biochemical virus is still evolving.
But now, what happened to Huang Qiong proves that humans themselves can fight against secondary biochemical viruses.
Some serious people raised their voices and asked: "Brother Wang, can you confirm? Huang Qiong is not infected with a cold virus, but a secondary biochemical virus?"
Wang Lu nodded solemnly: "Yes, I can definitely confirm it. Because I have been infected with the secondary biochemical virus before, but I survived. This time, Huang Qiong's symptoms after being infected with the secondary biochemical virus were exactly the same as mine. , but she also survived and recovered better than me."
This was the first time that Wang Lu publicly admitted that he had been infected with a secondary biochemical virus and survived. After everyone was stunned, the cheers became even louder.
The secondary biochemical virus is resistant and immune. What happened to Wang Lu and Huang Qiong gave great encouragement to all survivors. If Wang Lu's previous infection and recovery in Yashan was an isolated case, then with Huang Qiong, it's not as simple as one plus one equals two. If there is one, there are two, and if there are two, there are three. This is not just It is a quantitative change, but a qualitative change. Every survivor in the restaurant was thinking the same thing. Wang Lu and Huang Qiong had escaped the clutches of the secondary biochemical virus, and they themselves also had hope of resisting the biochemical virus infection. Yes, there is "hope". As long as there is "hope", it is enough for people to struggle in desperate situations. This is the power of "hope".
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