"If you can't control it, do you know how many people will die?" Yang Zongbao felt for the first time that the burden on him was too heavy. And this time it¡¯s not just about the burden, it¡¯s about atonement.
"I know!" Yang Tianming didn't seem to feel any guilt at all: "I'm having a hard time anyway, wouldn't it be nice to get some people to accompany me? I won't be lonely on the road to hell!"
"You" Yang Zongbao wanted to speak, but found that he could not communicate with Yang Tianming. In the end, he could only curse: "You are a madman!"
"I've gone crazy a long time ago! It's impossible not to be crazy in that family! Whether you say I'm inhumane or crazy, that's the truth! I went crazy many years ago!" Yang Tianming He rubbed his forehead and seemed to have exhausted all his strength: "You can't expect me to have a normal mind in that deformed family, right? Those aunts died in front of us, so many unborn brothers and sisters I participated in a One family secretive funeral after anotheryou know I"
Yang Zongbao never expected that one day Yang Tianming would be able to open his heart to him, so he remained silent at this moment.
"Later, your mother appeared! She brought a ray of sunshine to my gloomy and hopeless mechanical life I lived a good life during that time really, very happy, very happy But everything was destroyed Destroyed. Your mother died, you were sent away, and your sisteryou thought I was unwilling to get you out, but what could I do? I was still so weak, if I didn't cooperate, You and your sister are in dangerand now I really want to help you, you are my son. If there is one person who has to bear all the sins, it is me!" After Yang Tianming finished speaking, he looked at him with burning eyes. Yang Zongbao seemed to want to tear out his heart: "I know your promise to resurrect your mother is bullshit. Even if the body is resurrected, the person is not the same person! So now I just hope to die Do something for you before!¡±
"Even if this matter requires many people to be buried with him?" Yang Zongbao never thought that his heart would be so heavy, and it was so heavy that he could not bear it.
"Yes!" Yang Tianming didn't hide his intentions at all: "But I put the poison and it has nothing to do with you. As long as you solve it, even if it can't be solved, at most our family will be reunited in another world. What's there to be afraid of? of?"
"I'm tired and need to rest!" Yang Zongbao couldn't describe the strong feeling in his heart at this moment, and could only angrily refuse Yang Tianming to continue to express his father's love.
"You have a good rest!" Yang Tianming didn't hesitate, got up and left.
Yang Zongbao looked at Yang Tianming's rickety body and knew that the oil was exhausted without checking.
Knowing that the sound of the crutches had disappeared, Yang Zongbao turned his head and said to the Japanese ghost: "Should I believe that a person's words are good even when he is about to die?"
"Sir" Rigui knew that Yang Zongbao was in confusion now, but he had to say something: "I don't think a person with an indifferent nature can change so quickly."
"Really? I think so too!" Yang Zongbao could not conceal his disappointment in his tone.
Seeing that Yang Zongbao was feeling uncomfortable, Rigui ignored it and continued: "But in my opinion, this matter is only good for you, and there is no harm for the time being."
"But¡¡"
"No but, sir, this is a good opportunity for you! You must take action. This is the report I just got!" Rigui handed over a stack of information.
Yang Zongbao was forced to cheer up, put aside the burden in his heart, and check the information in his hand.
The Japanese ghost is with you.
There are only a few pages of information. It can be said that it is just a report on routine infectious diseases. In other words, it has not attracted enough attention from the authorities yet, but Yang Zongbao knows the crisis hidden in it: "No, I have to do something!" Yang Zongbao suddenly stood up and was about to walk out.
"Master, you can't go now!" Rigui blocked Yang Zongbao's path uncharacteristically: "Now is not the time!"
"Get out of the way! Now is not the time, when is the time?" Yang Zongbao was angry, but he did not have the power to force the Japanese ghost to get out of the way now: "Can't do this, can't do this!"
"Master, listen to me, you have to wait!" This time the Japanese ghost did not obey Yang Zongbao's order.
"Can you just watch those people die or be about to die?" Yang Zongbao couldn't help but yelled, losing control of his emotions.
"I'm sorry!" Baoguo also walked into the ward.
"You guys, are you trying to force me to death?" Yang Zongbao fell slumped on the hospital bed: "I can't bear so many lives. I can't act like I don't know anything knowing that a dangerous infectious disease is about to happen. ! I can't do it!" It has always been Yang Zongbao's job to save lives and heal the wounded. He originally thought that he had taken life lightly He was accustomed to the lives and deaths of others, but when so many lives really fell on his shoulders, he felt uneasy and anxious. It turns out that it¡¯s not that Yang Zongbao doesn¡¯t care about life and death, but that those lives don¡¯t have enough weight.
"Master, you have to do it!" Rigui didn't give in even a step: "This is for you!"
"But, life is too heavy!" Yang Zongbao said helplessly: "Give me the original strain of the virus, so I can research the head office?" Yang Zongbao retreated to the next best thing.
"no!"
This time, not only Yang Zongbao but also the Japanese ghost Baoguo didn't even agree to this.
"Master Yang Tianming told me that if you want to be true, you must follow the normal procedures, otherwise it will not be true!" Baoguo kept Yang Tianming's instructions in mind and must follow the order, otherwise it will inevitably attract the attention of interested people: " Brother Bao, you must listen to us this time!¡±
Yang Zongbao knew that he had no other choice now.
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The waiting time is long. Yang Zongbao could only see the information sent by Baoguo every day, and his freedom was restricted. The Japanese ghosts seemed to acquiesce in protecting the country and stayed by Yang Zongbao's side in disguise.
During this period, the virus did not develop as Yang Zongbao imagined, and seemed to have stagnated. Yang Zongbao was relieved but also a little disappointed. Perhaps he subconsciously hoped that disaster would happen.
When Yang Zongbao was hospitalized for recovery, Yang Lian came over and reported on his study progress. Looking at his beautiful sister, Yang Zongbao felt warmer in his heart: "Why don't you go to school?"
"I just came back from studying in the United States, and you want me to go to school again?" Yang Lian said coquettishly.
"I've been too busy during this time!" Yang Zongbao reflected on himself: "I didn't care much about you!"
"I know brother is busy! But brother" Yang Lian knew that Yang Zongbao was injured before she came, but she didn't expect it to be so serious, so her voice was choked: "Are you injured!?"
"It's okay, you'll be fine soon! By the way, can you stay in Yang's house when you come back this time?" Yang Zongbao pretended to mention it casually.
"Why?" As expected, Yang Lian didn't understand.
¡°Do as I say, I won¡¯t harm you!¡± Yang Zongbao¡¯s tone was more serious than ever.
Yang Lian looked at Yang Zongbao for a moment: "I know!"
After sending Yang Lian away, Yang Zongbao immediately stopped smiling and asked Rigui coldly: "When can I move freely?"
"Sir, I'm sorry!" Rigui knew that Yang Zongbao was very angry, but he was helpless. If possible, he could sacrifice his life for Yang Zongbao. So even if Yang Zongbao is dissatisfied with him now, as long as he is good to Yang Zongbao and can help Yang Zongbao, he will go back and do it without hesitation: "No matter how you blame me, I will still do it! If you are angry and hit me You can even scold me!¡±
"" No matter how affectionate the Japanese ghost's confession was, Yang Zongbao did not respond with a word, but lay on the bed. It's not that Yang Zongbao doesn't want to answer, but that he really doesn't know how to answer, because he knows that what Rigui said is true. And although on the surface Yang Zongbao was resisting, in fact he was still going along with the flow, which was horribly hypocritical. He was not angry at the Japanese ghost, but at himself, for his hypocrite behavior.
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The Japanese ghosts did not stop Yang Zongbao¡¯s activities, but only temporarily prevented him from contacting things related to the infectious virus. So Yang Zongbao can still work as usual.
Three children who received kidney transplants have been discharged from the hospital. The moment Yang Zongbao was waiting for finally arrived.
When Zhou Yi appeared with a nervous expression, Yang Zongbao knew he was coming.
"Master, it's an emergency. We must rush to Kyoto now." Zhou Yi pulled Yang Zongbao into the elevator: "The helicopter is already waiting on the roof! We will go to the airport to transfer to a big plane"
The Japanese ghost followed silently, but Zhou Yi had long been used to all this, so he was not surprised at all.
After a few people took the elevator to the top floor, there was indeed a helicopter waiting there, no unnecessary nonsense.
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Yang Zongbao was not the only one waiting on the plane at the airport. When he arrived, there were several famous doctors in the medical field who he had met. After a simple greeting, Yang Zongbao didn't talk much. He and Rigui chose a seat away from the crowd, sat down and closed their eyes to rest.
"Have you heard? This epidemic can't be controlled?"
"Yes! Fortunately, we have nothing to do here, otherwise we would be busy!"
"It is said to be of world nature!"
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The world of doctors is also very noisy.Everyone was speculating, but no one was really nervous. The discussion was more of a chatty nature.
The plane finally took off, and Yang Zongbao swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva to relieve the tinnitus.
"Want some water?" Rigui asked next to him.
"No need!" Yang Zongbao opened his mouth and found that his throat was hoarse and dry.
"Yeah!" Rigui sat back down with relief.
"Isn't this Dean Yang? Why are you going too?"
Yang Zongbao couldn¡¯t help but want to rest. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Li Chuanqi, an expert in infectious diseases. There was almost no interaction between the two, and they only met a few times on certain occasions.
"Well, I'm invited!" Yang Zongbao could only reply politely. ,
¡°I thought this time it was about infectious diseases, but I didn¡¯t expect that even anesthesiologists like Dean Yang were summoned!¡±
The provocation in Zhou Chuanqi¡¯s words was very obvious.