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- "No one can guarantee that nothing will happen!" Yang Zongbao relaxed his body and felt the feeling of virus-laden blood entering his body. It's very subtle. In fact, you really can't feel anything because humans don't have receptors in their blood vessels. However, Yang Zongbao created a path for the spread of poisonous blood in his mind and described it in detail. This was also a habit he had developed over the years, which made him more familiar with the shape of human blood vessels.
Rigui stood guard on the side, nervously staring at Yang Zongbao's changes. Yang Zongbao didn't let him wait long, and he woke up after a few minutes.
"Master, are you okay?" Rigui asked.
"Dizziness!" Yang Zongbao curled his lips.
¡°Let¡¯s take a rest!¡± Rigui advised.
"No need! But Rigui will record all my performance from now on!" After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he continued to analyze and collect various data. People often say that medical experiments are boring, but they actually refer to the subsequent recording and observation stage.
Rigui has been following Yang Zongbao for a long time. Although he still looks like a jerk on the surface, he has actually learned a lot, so he still knows how to record Yang Zongbao's situation.
"If I leave, at least I will have first-hand information, right?" After Yang Zongbao said this, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The Japanese ghost didn¡¯t bother him because he knew Yang Zongbao was too tired.
Sherlock came a few more times, and although he was not happy to see Yang Zongbao sleeping, he could only hold back all his words as the Japanese ghost stopped him fiercely.
During this time, Qiangwei took over Yang Zongbao¡¯s job and helped him process various data.
"How can he still sleep? What time is it now?" When Sherlock came for the fourth time, he found that Yang Zongbao had not woken up. He couldn't help but became furious: "We are all going crazy, but he is sleeping"
The Japanese ghost sneered, thinking Sherlock was like a clown.
Sherlock also noticed the Japanese ghost¡¯s ridicule and asked, ¡°What do you mean?¡±
"What do you mean? I injected myself with a virus!" Rigui snorted and fell silent.
On the other hand, Qiangwei on one side trembled violently.
"What?" Sherlock didn't believe it.
"Here you go!" The Japanese ghost threw his record to Sherlock.
Sherlock took it and took a look and found that every five minutes the ghost would record Yang Zongbao¡¯s basic vital signs
"Although I, the Japanese ghost, are a rough man, I still know what justice is. Do you have the courage to do experiments on your own? Is the morality you flaunt so low?" Only then did the Japanese ghost realize that he did not know when he became so good at it. Speaking of words, it seems that whenever Yang Zongbao is involved, he will perform exceptionally.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know!" Sherlock stammered in defense.
"Okay, stop arguing!" Yang Zongbao woke up: "Show me the record!"
Sherlock quickly handed it over.
It was quiet in the carriage, except for the sound of paper as Yang Zongbao flipped through the records. No one dared to take a breath.
Finally, Yang Zongbao finished looking through the records: "Ten hours! My current body temperature is 38.6 degrees! And I have no necrosis! Get the microscope!"
As if he wanted to make up for his mistakes, Sherlock was extremely quick with his hands and feet.
Yang Zongbao did not hesitate to extract some cell tissue from around the injection in his thigh and observed it under a microscope.
"How?" Sherlock asked impatiently.
"How should I put it?" Yang Zongbao exhaled a breath of turbid air, let his overheated head cool down and said: "It is in a state of balance. It seems that it is about to die, but it is not necrotic. You see, the mitochondria have begun The cells are enlarged, the cells are edematous, everything indicates that I am suffering from a disease But why has the body reached a special balance? "
"Maybe it's because you are having a fever now!" Qiangwei replied subconsciously.
"Yes. Go check out the cause of my fever!" Yang Zongbao felt that he had seized some kind of opportunity.
"Okay!" Sherlock took a tube of blood from Yang Zongbao's body and ran to the hotel.
¡°When did infected people first notice tissue necrosis?¡± Yang Zongbao asked Qiangwei.
"About 4 hours!" Qiangwei replied.
"I am now at ten hours. That proves that my fever delayed the course of the disease by six hours."
Hearing what Yang Zongbao said was wrong, Qiangwei immediately reacted: "Are you starting to show physical signs?"
"Well, it looks like it!" Yang Zongbao helplessly looked at the necrosis that began to appear on his thigh, and said, "I still have about 3-4 days to move around freely after the signs started to appear. It's super."Once out, you can only lie in bed waiting to die because you have lost the ability to move! "
"" Qiangwei was silent.
"The results are out, it's a viral cold!" Sherlock also acted quickly and reported the results as soon as he got them.
¡°Viral cold¡viral cold¡¡±
Yang Zongbao kept repeating this word. It seems that this word contains a deeper meaning.
¡°Are there any cancer patients here?¡±
"Huh?" Sherlock was stunned by Yang Zongbao's sudden question. He was stunned for a while before he realized: "There is a health care base in the southernmost part of the island, where many patients with incurable diseases come here for vacation!"
"There are doctors there too?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Yes, but now it's closed! Long after the island was closed, the sanatorium was protected. Because it is private and has its own security. We can't get in!" Sherlock nodded.
"Bring the virus, let's go there!" Yang Zongbao said to Qiangwei: "Give William a message and say that I need him to send a team of people to protect us and rush in!"
"We can't rush in, we can't worry about the casualties!" Qiangwei suddenly said: "Besides, William can't send people that fast. There must be enough defenders left here, otherwise there will be chaos!"
"What?" Yang Zongbao asked, "How do you know there will be casualties?"
"That's my cousin Zane Willis's property! It's not just a sanatorium, it's"
Qiangwei didn¡¯t say anything else, but Yang Zongbao understood the meaning.
"Are there any terminally ill patients?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Yes!" Qiangwei was sure of this.
"You can't even get in because of your dignity?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Only I can go in! There are people inside who are waiting to exchange lives with others."
"Then I can ignore it?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Yes! They are all people who should have died long ago!" Qiangwei was very unusual this time, her eyes were venomous, and her tone was full of absolute certainty.
"Then let's start preparing!" Yang Zongbao took a deep breath, moved his stiff limbs, and stood up.
"Here it comes!" Rigui seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time. He pulled out a travel bag from under the car seat, which was filled with guns: "Let me just say this thing is useful!"
"What are you doing!" Sherlock has always been a law-abiding citizen and cannot accept the situation in front of him, even if the situation is actually different: "We can wait until reinforcements arrive before going in!"
"We have no time! We have no time! Let William send someone as soon as possible, and we will go in ourselves!" Yang Zongbao has already decided: "Bring Dong Liang, I don't think that guy is easy!"
"Okay! We have the same plan!" Qiangwei's face was flushed abnormally, she picked a pistol and checked it skillfully: "Follow me, don't talk!"
"I listen to you!" There is a tacit understanding between Yang Zongbao and Qiangwei that no one else can match.
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The island is not big, so we drove along the ring road for half an hour to reach the legendary sanatorium.
From the outside, the sanatorium has a classical style and is lined with green trees. The typical Western castle-like building has been washed away by the rain and has a gloomy style.
"What a strong fishy smell!" Yang Zongbao took a deep breath in front of the door. The rain had slowed down a bit at this time.
The Japanese ghost sniffed hard several times and found that there was no smell.
Qiangwei nodded, and Ren walked to the iron door and pressed the doorbell.
Someone will soon open the door.
¡°I want to see Zain!¡± Qiangwei said arrogantly.
The person who opened the door looked at Qiangwei and the people behind her: "There are too many people!"
Snapped!
The Japanese ghost went up to him and slapped him: "Mom, how do you speak?"
"You" The person who opened the door wanted to say something more, but the Japanese ghost pointed his gun directly at his head: "Say one more word and I will blow your head off!"
"My dear cousin, what are you doing?"
When Qiangwei heard this joke, her eyes paused and she nodded to the Japanese ghost. The Japanese ghost put down his pistol and returned to Qiangwei's side.
"Cousin, you still like yellow monkeys so much!" Zane said sarcastically when he saw that there were three yellow people around Qiangwei.
"I brought experts to solve problems!" Qiangwei turned a blind eye to Zane's provocation.
¡°What¡¯s the problem?¡± Zane asked deliberately.
"Let's go!" Qiangwei took a strong step forward.
?Yang Zongbao and Rigui followed.
The people brought by Zane all pulled out their guns.
But Qiangwei turned a blind eye. Sherlock felt his calves cramping.
Just when everyone thought the situation could not be solved, Zane suddenly laughed and walked in side by side with Qiangwei.
"Is there a solution so soon? I also found a few infected people here, but they were all isolated. If you need it" Zane introduced the situation to Qiangwei.
The two groups of people came together.
The man who was beaten by the Japanese ghost happened to be side by side with the Japanese ghost, and threatened him with an angry expression. The Japanese ghost did not respond to this feeble-minded provocation.
¡°I don¡¯t want infected people!¡± Qiangwei interrupted Zane.
"Normal people?" Zane was stunned for a moment, then thought he understood something, and nodded in agreement: "No wonder you come to my place. It's really hard to deal with normal people outside!"
Qiangwei rolled her eyes without explaining. Only if Zane thinks so will they be safe!
"I want a few normal people, a few infected people, and a few terminally ill patients!" Qiangwei quickly reported what she wanted: "A laboratory!"
"Okay!" Although Qiangwei's request was very strange, Zane believed that in his own territory, even if it was strange, it would be nothing, so he agreed immediately. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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