All the doctors were mobilized to the hospital's conference room to hold a meeting to inspect the patient's wounds.
"As soon as you see a patient with a wound on his body and the wound turns black, tie him up and send him to the intensive care unit for isolation."
The dean took the microphone and loudly told everyone: "This situation is very serious. The mutated rabies is extremely contagious. Once caught, you must report it."
After hearing the dean's words, the doctors whispered among themselves.
"Dean, what exactly is mutated rabies? Can it be fatal?"
A young intern asked curiously.
At this time, everyone looked at the dean.
The dean felt a little guilty after being seen by these people, but he could only continue to deceive him with the microphone.
"Not only can it be fatal, but it can also cause people to lose their consciousness before it is fatal, so you must be careful. Only by seeking medical treatment in time can you save your life."
Time was urgent, so the dean gave instructions and divided the areas for the doctors and asked them to go down and investigate.
Zhang Dagang called the director, and the Public Security Bureau also sent many people to the hospital to assist in the investigation.
When the patients and family members of the patients heard that it was mutated rabies, they all actively cooperated.
With the cooperation of the patient and the patient's family, the doctor can conduct the investigation very quickly.
People sent by the Public Security Bureau followed the doctor separately, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.
Everything seemed to be going well, and Zhang Dagang breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems that the nurse hasn't had time to arrest him yet." Jiang Shuai also sat tiredly on the bench in front of the window.
At that moment, when he learned that the nurse had escaped, he was so frightened that he became nervous.
If this matter cannot be controlled, it will be a complete disaster for the people of Suhai City.
Just as the investigation was about to be completed, a scream suddenly came from the public toilet of the hospital.
Zhang Dagang's face suddenly turned ugly, and the dean was so frightened that he quickly returned to the office and locked the door.
Zhang Dagang and Jiang Shuai could only bravely walk towards the public toilet.
In the public restrooms, there were intermittent strange noises coming from the men's restrooms.
Zhang Dagang tried to push the door open, but found that the toilet door had been locked from the inside.
Many patients and their family members who had completed the examination looked curiously at the men's room.
Zhang Dagang couldn't damage the toilet door. After all, it would be bad if that thing rushed out and scratched people.
Zhang Dagang was still trying to think of a way to take a look, but Jiang Shuaize had already squatted in front of the door.
He patted his shoulder and motioned for Zhang Dagang to come up.
Being slowly picked up by Jiang Shuai, Zhang Dagang saw the situation in the men's room.
A middle-aged man was lying in front of the mirror and opening his eyes to look at it. There was a black wound on his arm, about several centimeters long.
Hearing the sound beside the toilet door, the middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at the toilet door, and immediately saw Zhang Dagang staring at him.
The middle-aged man was so frightened that he staggered and fell to the ground.
"Ghost... ghost..."
The middle-aged man covered his head with his arms and huddled in fear.
It was obvious that he was still conscious.
Zhang Dagang kicked open the toilet door and saw the middle-aged man still cowering in the corner in fear.
"Tie him up, be careful not to get caught by him." Zhang Dagang raised his hands to the two policemen behind him.
The two policemen looked at the strange middle-aged man, carefully avoiding places where he could hurt themselves, and escorted him to follow Zhang Dagang to the intensive care unit.
I thought this farce was about to come to an end, but in the innermost ward of the hospital, it suddenly became noisy.
Zhang Dagang asked two policemen to tie the middle-aged man to the hospital bed, then he ran towards the noisy place.
His right eyelid twitched very quickly, and Zhang Dagang had a bad premonition in his heart.
"Dagang, it's over."
Jiang Shuai looked at Zhang Dagang who had squeezed into the crowd, his face flushed with anxiety.
In this small room, four or five people were scratched.
The oldest is over eighty years old and the youngest is only six years old.
What troubled Zhang Dagang the most was that there was a pregnant woman who was five months pregnant.
"What's going on?" Zhang Dagang asked.
Those who were watching saw the old lady getting sick with their own eyes, and the patient's family members couldn't help but feel their scalps numb when they thought of what just happened.
"The old lady just seemed to be crazy. She bit someone in the ward when she caught her. Then we all found a black scratch on his neck."
A middle-aged man patted his chest with lingering fear.
"It was so scary just now. After being infected, it seems like a mad dog." The woman next to the middle-aged uncle also looked scared.
If she hadn't hid in time, she might have been caught by the rabies-infected nurse.
Fortunately, all the patients in the ward had been subdued, and the police escorted them and followed Zhang Dagang to the intensive care unit.
It was also the first time for the director to see such a scene. Even though he was used to seeing strong winds and waves, he was still scared when he thought of the scene just now.
The director and Zhang Dagang went directly to the dean's office.
Looking at the dean who was still sitting leisurely in the back of the office, the director felt a little disdainful of him.
"Brother Dagang, what is going on? When did rabies become so contagious?" The director put his hat on the table, grabbed Zhang Dagang's arm, and looked like he would not give up until he was asked.
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"Those people are the living dead. Once they are caught, they will become the living dead." The dean took the initiative to explain while placing the cup filled with water in front of the director.
Zhang Dagang didn't even have time to stop the dean from saying more, when he saw the director holding his hand with excitement on his face.
"The living dead, can't they be the kind of living dead in movies?"
The director's scalp was numb. If they were the living dead, would his pistol still be of use to them?
Originally, the director thought he had the means to protect himself, but this completely shattered his illusion.
"Pistols should be useless against them unless there is a bomb that knocks them off their feet."
Zhang Dagang said in a deep voice: "But as long as we control it properly and prevent these people from getting out, then this matter is not serious for the time being."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The director directly sent three shifts of people to guard the door of the intensive care unit.
At this time, not even a single fly could fly out, not to mention the people inside.
The family members of the patients who were infected with Zigu gathered in front of the dean's office in fear.
"Everyone, please be patient. This matter has been reported to the superiors, and a vaccine will be developed soon." The director reassured the patient's family members.
"Dean, Xiaobao, I finally gave birth to a child, you must save him!"
A woman about forty years old fell down in front of the dean and burst into tears.
