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Text Chapter 769: Testing the Law with Yourself

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    The route of transmission is currently unknown. This is the most troublesome situation.

    Yang Zongbao sat in front of the screen, but his mood was heavier than that of the medical workers on the front line.  Because of the need to control the overall situation and maintain peace in all aspects of the relationship, almost no good news reaches the car.

    The information on the screen is updated in real time.

    "Dean Yang!" Sherlock came to Yang Zongbao to report once.  Nevada is like Yang Zongbao's large petri dish, and the subjects of his experiments here are not mice or rabbits but humans.  Upholding the doctor's respect for life, Yang Zongbao did not give any harsh medicine.

    "How is the situation?" Yang Zongbao's voice was very tired.

    "No, the number of infected people is increasing. It will cause unnecessary riots. We have sealed everyone in their rooms and are not allowed to move around!" Sherlock has not stopped for a moment in the past few days, not caring at all.  In terms of his appearance, he is completely furry and no different from an unpurified ape.

    Yang Zongbao was a little surprised at first glance: "George"

    "What?" Sherlock didn't hear clearly: "Who is George?"

    ¡°Nothing, just an orangutan!¡± Yang Zongbao replied with waning enthusiasm.

    "Hmph, you're swearing!" Shylock didn't understand Yang Zongbao's past and thought his words were meant to humiliate him.

    "Sherlock!"

    Just when the atmosphere between Yang Zongbao and Sherlock became increasingly tense, Qiangwei intervened forcefully.

    "What's the next treatment?" Sherlock had a good impression of Qiangwei, so he bought her face and asked angrily.

    "Divided into three groups: one group, use high-dose antibiotics and antiviral drugs; the second group, no treatment, just supplement necessary body fluids and nutrients; the third group, treat by repeatedly adjusting the body temperature of the infected person  !" Yang Zongbao knew that he could not delay it any longer, so he was determined to conduct human trials.

    "The first two groups are easy to do, but we don't have the conditions for the third group!" When it came to serious matters, Sherlock generally put aside the unpleasantness for the time being.

    ¡°The hotel has a cold storage!¡±

    "No! The conditions in the cold storage are too bad. We can't guarantee the safety of the infected!" Sherlock refused without even thinking.

    "I have the final say here. If you don't want to, then go to quarantine together!" Yang Zongbao was completely merciless.

    "You are violating ethics and conducting human experiments without authorization. I want to report it to the superiors!"

    Yang Zongbao really couldn't stand the stench coming out of Sherlock's mouth. He covered his nose and said to Qiangwei: "If you want to sue, you can. I have the final say before the higher ups make arrangements. Qiangqian, take Dr. Sherlock away!"

    "Let's go!"

    At first Sherlock was reluctant to get out of the car, but he was kicked out by Qiangwei.

    "What are you doing?" Sherlock fell into the water and angrily asked Qiangwei, who got out of the car behind him: "Do you think what he did is right?"

    "Yes, what Yang Zongbao did is right." Qiangwei was not as gentle as usual at all. She looked at Sherlock coldly and condescendingly: "I believe him!"

    "But he wants to conduct human experiments!" Sherlock couldn't believe that Qiangwei was actually looking at Yang Zongbao.

    "Can you get a large number of animals now without human testing? Do you have time to conduct animal testing first and then human testing? Do you know how much time we have left?" Qiangwei asked Sherlock speechlessly.

    "If you have nothing to say, just do as Yang Zongbao said!" Qiangwei said and left first.

    Sherlock stayed alone in the rain for a while, then got up from the ground and walked into the hotel.

    Nothing that happened outside the car escaped Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyes.

    "Sir, that doctor is too verbose!" Rigui had been eating and sleeping in the car.  No one who came and went in the past few days cared about his existence.

    "He is a good doctor, but his moral standards are too high!" Yang Zongbao did not feel disgusted by Shylock's rudeness, but praised him as a good doctor.

    "Master, you are too soft-tempered!" The Japanese ghost threw potato chips into his angry mouth again, and complained while eating: "These foreign snacks are not as refreshing as our country's snacks, and they don't drink at all  "

    "" Yang Zongbao ignored the Japanese ghost and wasted a lot of time just now.

    Rigui didn¡¯t mind either, as he had long been familiar with Yang Zongbao¡¯s working methods.

    At this time, most people don¡¯t know that the fate of the world is pinned on small cars.

    Sherlock didn¡¯t know if he really thought about it, but he would do it every hour anyway.??Yang Zongbao reported the results of an experiment.

    After listening to Sherlock¡¯s sixth report, Yang Zongbao¡¯s brows furrowed even more tightly.  Things don't seem to be progressing at all.

    Sherlock actually felt that he was afraid of seeing Yang Zongbao's silence, and felt uneasy.

    "It seems that we can only rely on human beings' own resistance, or mutation!" Yang Zongbao has never felt like he has no way to start like this time. It seems that he is trapped in a maze. No matter which way he goes, he can't get through!

    "How can that be done?" Sherlock exclaimed.

    "Then what can you do?" Yang Zongbao narrowed his eyes and asked.

    "IImust know the route of transmission, right?"

    "I thought about it. At first I thought it was a rat. But I immediately dismissed this, because the vast majority of infected people have not been exposed to rats and have no rat bites on their bodies. I also thought it was a cockroach, but this is even more ridiculous.  Well, cockroaches don't bite peopleand the infected people who appear now don't have any wounds on their bodies" Yang Zongbao began to put forward hypotheses one by one, and then overturned them one by one.

    Sherlock nodded or shook his head along with Yang Zongbao's words, fully agreeing with his views.

    "The only ones left that have functions are mosquitoes! This is the seaside, the temperature is relatively high, and the air is humid, maybe they really are mosquitoes!"

    "I'll inform you!" Sherlock immediately jumped out of the car.

    Looking at Sherlock who is becoming more and more skilled at jumping out of the car, Yang Zongbao sighed at the adaptability of human beings and also expressed his thoughts just now.

    So almost instantly, the whole world began to cull mosquitoes.

    But mosquitoes are hard to prevent and cannot be killed at all. They can only narrow the transmission route to the blood. This is exactly in line with Yang Zongbao's initial guess.

    Thinking about it this way, it seems that everything has a beginning and an end and can be explained together.

    ¡°But Yang Zongbao knows that it would be nice if things were that simple.  He just gave those people a psychological relief.  The first question now is how to treat it.  Yang Zongbao cannot really turn a blind eye to those lives.  As soon as one more infected person dies, Yang Zongbao will feel that there is more guilt on his shoulders.  The heavy guilt almost drained his energy.

    "I've ordered everyone to prevent mosquitoes!" Sherlock came back: "Also, the infected people in the cold storage seem to be less sick."

    "Changing the environment in the body is one method. It only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. The key to solving the problem is genes! Ahem" At this point, Yang Zongbao couldn't help but cough a few times.

    "Master" Hearing that Yang Zongbao was uncomfortable, Rigui jumped out of the pile of garbage: "What's the matter?"

    "Some fever!" Yang Zongbao touched his face with his hand and confirmed that he was having a fever.

    "I'll get you some medicine!" Sherlock turned around and went to get the medicine.

    "No need! If you take medicine, your head will not be clear. Besides, it's just a fever. You can handle it without taking medicine!"

    Xylock is also honest. Yang Zongbao said he didn¡¯t need it, so he really didn¡¯t go to get the medicine.

    ¡°Sir, that person is too real!¡± Rigui exclaimed.  Even a novice like him knew how to make a false push, but Sherlock didn't ask twice.

    Yang Zongbao felt that his nose was starting to get hot: "This is how Westerners usually don't prescribe antibiotics for colds or fevers, so I don't need medicines, and he also thinks I should. There's nothing to say!"

    "Master" The Japanese ghost felt aggrieved.

    "Okay, how old you are!" Yang Zongbao felt a sharp pain in his head, and his vision began to blur.

    The Japanese ghost did not shy away. He walked up to Yang Zongbao, touched his forehead, and said, "This is really the other way around. You put some people in the icehouse to cool down, but you are warming up here!"

    "What did you say?"

    Before Rigui finished speaking, he found that his wrist was firmly grasped by Yang Zongbao - it hurt.

    "I didn't say anything!" Rigui stuttered in fright at Yang Zongbao's bloodshot, red and swollen eyes.

    "You mean the temperature is rising?" Yang Zongbao's eyes burned.

    "Yes!" Rigui thought that he had said this, so he nodded.

    "You are a genius!" Yang Zongbao was a little excited and his tongue was tied: "Ri Gui, go and do something for me!" After saying that, Yang Zongbao lay next to Ri Gui's ear and said softly.

    Rigui trembled all over and retreated hastily: "This" But seeing the look in Yang Zongbao's eyes, he knew that everything he said was in vain, so he stopped talking and followed Yang Zongbao's instructions.  Anyway, no matter what happens to me, he can just go with him.??.

    Yang Zongbao did not expect that things would turn around.  Although hope is slim, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, you have to fight for it, otherwise you will be a doctor in vain.  With the opportunity, Yang Zongbao's headache symptoms became less unbearable.

    Not long after, Rigui returned to the car, took out a test tube filled with blood from his pocket, and handed it over hesitantly.

    Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyes turned red. He was attracted by the dark red liquid in the test tube. He reached out to take it and plunged it into his thigh without thinking.

    "Sir" Rigui couldn't help shouting.

    "It's okay, I still have seven days!" Yang Zongbao smiled reluctantly and comforted Rigui.

    "That's all, I'll follow whatever you do! After all, it's just that you continue to follow me down below!" The Japanese ghost also became fierce and wanted to snatch the test tube with the remaining blood.

    "What are you doing?" Fortunately, Yang Zongbao immediately discovered the Japanese ghost's intention and threw the test tube out of the car window: "You are infected, who will protect me? Besides, even if I leave, my child will still have to rely on you to protect me.  !¡±

    When Rigui heard this, his eyes immediately turned red: "Master, you will be fine!"
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