News about superbugs spread like a flood. In this era of extremely advanced communications, in just over an hour, the White House held twelve emergency meetings.
Obama and a group of members of the House of Representatives sat around the conference table, everyone's expressions were very solemn.
Obama's long chin shook a few times, and finally said: "Activate the epidemic prevention mechanism and control all exports. In addition, notify all countries around the world to prevent the convening of the international research group on superbugs. The epidemic is tentatively designated as level four."
The congressmen below looked at each other, and no one raised any objections. At this time, there was a commotion outside the White House, and then there was a commotion at the door of the conference room.
Obama touched his big nose and said loudly: "What's going on?"
A fully armed guard walked in and said, "Mr. President, Professor Harry can't wait any longer and insists on coming to the laboratory to see you immediately."
Obama was a little unhappy. He clearly asked Professor Harry to wait in the living room outside. Just as he was about to speak, an old man with white hair rushed in.
Obama stood up immediately, with a smile on his face, and said: "Professor Harry, this is the conference room, can you wait for me for a few more minutes."
Harry adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said expressionlessly: "There is no time, my dear Mr. President."
With that said, Harry walked straight to the podium in the conference room holding the information in his arms. Although his words tried to sound calm, everyone in the conference room could still hear the fear in Harry's voice.
"Just early this morning, Professor Locke died of a superbug. Before he died, he sent me this email." Harry tried his best to suppress his inner sadness.
When Obama and others heard this opening statement, they all fell silent. Yesterday afternoon, Old Locke was still the focus of the world's attention. He was the discoverer of super bacteria and the winner of this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine. Why? Die now?
Harry didn't look at the expressions of Obama and others. He just lowered his head, opened an A4 document, and said softly: "It's terrible, Harry. It's an emergency. I can only send this document to you. I hope You can make this information public to the world tomorrow morning, or burn it to the ground.
In just one day, everyone in my laboratory has been infected with super bacteria. Although the children have not noticed it yet, Harry, I know that the damn devil has entered my body. God knows how they passed through the super bacteria. The strong radiation seems to have come out through layers of strong acid purification?
I am old. As soon as the devil entered my body, I felt it. My lungs were contracting and expanding rapidly, my heart was pumping like crazy, and my nerve center began to increase my body temperature abnormally. So I quickly entered the medical control station. Oh my God, Harry, I suddenly discovered that the number of deaths in our state has increased tenfold in these three days. In just three days, Harry, the power of super bacteria is beyond our imagination. Their spread and fatality rates have outpaced our medical warning mechanisms.
I frantically injected various antibiotics into my body, I irradiated my skin with super-intensity rays, and I took out my blood and observed it under an electron microscope. However, Harry, I sadly discovered that the ranks of these bacteria were growing. The only thing that can pose a threat to this devil is the immune cells in our body, but, Harry, they are already exhausted"
After thinking about this, Harry raised his head and scanned the venue.
The entire conference room was silent. Obama was stunned for a moment and said, "No more?"
Harry lowered his head expressionlessly and continued: "Harry, you and I are both wrong, very wrong. For a century, we have racked our brains and brains in the battle against bacteria, viruses, and various microorganisms. We have invented various types of antibiotics, we have invented chemical preparations of various concentrations, we have designed various types of radiotherapy and chemotherapy, we are trying every means to inject drugs into our bodies, and we are trying every means to kill all germs. die.
Although we all know that these drugs will destroy our normal cells, damage our livers, affect our kidneys, and shorten our lifespan, we doctors, our sacred medical workers, are still happy to do it. We invent various We are not proud of our own invention, but we are complacent that we can defeat the germs step by step.
But, Harry, we were really wrong, we couldn't defeat them, we couldn't defeat those germs, those viruses, those disease-causing microorganisms, because they are a member of this world, a species that appeared earlier than us, Masters of an earth a thousand times more adaptable than us.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?During the struggle of our medical workers, these germs began to become extremely powerful. Remember a century ago, we could easily treat any bacterial infection with 50,000 units of penicillin. However, today, we use 5 million units of penicillin to treat any bacterial infection. Even units of penicillin injected into the body cannot completely cure those damn infections.
"Harry, these germs are already too powerful, and the reason why they are so powerful is us medical practitioners, us medical workers, us executioners who abuse antibiotics and are proud of themselves. I know that the emergence of superbugs is inevitable, but they appear too suddenly.
Harry, we have all overlooked a problem. We are members of nature. We are not God or the Creator. We cannot determine the existence or demise of any life. What we have to do is to live in peace with these creatures.
The immune system in our body is actually the real weapon for us humans and the foundation for our existence in this world. However, we have always despised them. We use antibiotics and trample on them at will. We use various drugs. , while destroying bacteria, isn¡¯t it destroying the immune defense line in our own body? Nowadays, the immune system in our body has been weakened by various foreign drugs, and various germs have developed into superbugs.
Harry, I am going to die. I know that you should either publish this document as soon as possible or burn it, because whether you say it or not, it is already too late.
May God have mercy on us ignorant humans and leave us a Noah's Ark, Amen! "
There was silence again, this time even the guards at the door were silent. I didn¡¯t know whether to stay at the venue or run home, hug my wife and cry.
Obama was the first to react. He looked around, then looked at Harry, and said, "Professor Harry, this what does this document mean? What exactly does Professor Locke want to tell you?"
Harry placed the document feebly on the podium and said expressionlessly: "What Old Locke means is that we are finished."
Obama was stunned and said: "How is it possible? Impossible? Harry, Professor Locke must be joking. Have we humans experienced too few epidemics? From ancient times to the present, we have experienced countless epidemics, but we are still healthy now. Living here, talking to you here, Harry, tell me you must be kidding me."
Harry sneered and said: "A joke? I hope it's a joke too. Mr. President, you are right. We have experienced countless epidemics, including the Black Death, plague, bovine madness, and all kinds of other things, but I Great President, please remember that at that time, we did not invent antibiotics, nor did we invent damn medicine. Our bodies were still healthy, and our immune systems were still intact. Therefore, most of us will always survive. After that dangerous period, the immune system in our body will always gather strength to defeat the epidemic and the plague. From an evolutionary perspective, this is natural selection. Those of us who are healthy will survive, and those who are weak will survive. To die in the plague.
But, Mr. President, now we no longer have the weapons to defeat the plague, because the immune defense line in our bodies has been completely destroyed by our own people. "
As Harry spoke, he feebly walked toward the door of the conference room. Obama finally reacted and shouted at Harry's back: "Professor Harry, what should we do?"
Harry did not look back, just waved his hand and said: "Go home and wait for God's judgment."
The conference room fell silent, and everyone looked at each other.
Obama walked back to his seat, smiled pretendingly at everyone, and said, "Don't worry, these old professors always like to scaremonger."
But everyone can see how weak and fake Obama¡¯s smile is.
Obama covered his forehead with his hands, then stood up and said: "Okay, the epidemic level has been raised to the highest level, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs immediately contacted major countries around the world, and we will hold a conference call together."
Epidemic alarms sounded everywhere across the United States, and major intersections and airports were immediately put under martial law. At the same time, Australia, Europe, Asia, including Xuanyuan Country, all raised the epidemic level to the highest level, and a global plague war began. .
At this time, Jack was driving a large motorcycle to the Boston Airport. In his arms, there was a beautiful blond beauty, but at this moment, the blond beauty looked languid.
"Hi, Mary, dear, just hold on, we'll be at the airport soon. When we get to Xuanyuan Country, Tang Feng will definitely be able to cure your disease." The motorcycle under Jack's butt was almost flying at this moment.
"It's no use, JayGram, this is a super bacteria, a disaster for our entire human race. You, me, including Tang Feng, are all doomed. The teacher is dead, and I am about to die. "Mary said weakly with her eyes closed.
"Shut up, Mary, shut up." Jack shouted, riding his motorcycle directly to the door of the terminal, smashing the revolving glass door.
"Hi, hi, hi," a bunch of security personnel with weapons rushed over, and Jack drove his car directly to the airport. On the runway, a plane was slowly retracting the pedestrian ladder.
Jack knew that this was the last plane, because the whole world was under martial law. If he missed it, he would have no choice but to borrow a fighter jet from the SEALs to fly to Xuanyuan Kingdom. However, Mary could not last for such a long time. .
"Click, click, click" A burst of submachine gun sounds sounded. Since "911", the security personnel in American airports are all composed of veterans of the special forces. They have the right to kill first and then report later.
The bullets from the submachine gun hit Jack accurately.
Jack roared, and his whole body grew bristles. He picked up Mary, and didn't care about the charging bullets that shot at his back. He jumped into the cabin with two jumps!
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