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Chapter 121 Wild Fruits Suspected of Infectious Sources

"What? You want to enter the village?" Zhao Xi looked at Yan Murong's surprised face and shook his head repeatedly. "No, absolutely not, you are a doctor, and you know what the situation is now - even those

We distribute food and water to the villagers and prevent them from entering the mountains again. This virus spreads too fast, and as long as you are infected, it is equivalent to 100% mortality before the anti-venom serum is developed -----

Aren't you looking for death when you go in? If something happens to you, how will I explain it to your father?"

"Then what do you think we should do?" Yan Murong said helplessly. "Just rely on the patient's blood research? What's the use of that? Treating the symptoms but not the root cause - if the source of infection can't be found, it's of no use at all."

Yan Murong's proposal was so shocking that this guy actually wanted to go into the mountains to find the source of infection.

Except for himself, no one else in this group of doctors agreed. Even Chen Hanqing shook his head.

"Xiaoyan, this is too dangerous." Chen Hanqing thought for a while and suggested. "Why don't we wait a moment. Let's see if we can treat these patients with traditional Chinese medicine first, and wait until the anti-venom serum is developed over there."

It’s never too late for people to enter the mountains.”

"Everyone will be dead by then, why isn't it too late?" Yan Murong said with a wry smile.

"By the way." Chen Hanqing looked at Yan Murong and said, "Can acupuncture be used to delay the onset of the virus?"

"How to delay?" Yan Murong said helplessly. "If it is a simple internal organ disease, maybe I can still find a way ----- blood, do I have to bleed them all one by one? Even if it is possible to bleed, no one can guarantee it.

Will newly created blood also contain this virus?"

"That won't allow you to enter the mountain." Zhao Xi said stubbornly.

"Isn't there protective clothing?" Yan Murong said, pointing to a protective clothing and gas mask on the table next to him.

Liang Shaokun sat aside and looked at Yan Murong with an idiotic expression on his face, thinking to himself, does this kid really think he is a god? Go ahead, go ahead, it's best not to come back and die in the mountains.

Yan Murong didn't know Liang Shaokun's evil thoughts and said with a smile. "That's it. I'll go into the mountain later. The sooner I find the source of infection, the sooner I can come back."

"Are you really sure you want to go?" Zhao Xi was silent for a while, then looked at Yan Murong and asked seriously.

"What's so sure about this?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "It depends on the situation. This virus is transmitted from person to person through blood, food or wounds - by the way, food and wounds."

After saying that, Yan Murong didn't wait for anyone else to speak, turned around and ran out, directly getting into the isolation tent set up alone.

"Hey, who are you? Get out, get out." When a researcher in the tent saw someone suddenly breaking in, he quickly put down his notebook and urged Yan Murong.

"I'm a doctor, it's okay." Yan Murong explained. "There are some things I want to know about."

"Are you a doctor?" The researcher was stunned at first, but said firmly. "It doesn't matter if you are a doctor. We are doctors too. Even if you are a doctor, you have to wear protective clothing before coming in, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Murong smiled and walked to a man isolated by an isolation barrier regardless of his repeated attempts to stop her.

The man is about thirty years old and has a strong body, but there are many blood spots on the surface of his body and he looks muddled.

"Brother, can you hear me?" Yan Murong knocked on the isolation shield and shouted to the man who had his eyes closed and didn't know whether he was sleeping or resting.

The man opened his eyes, looked at Yan Murong with despair in his eyes, and nodded.

"Okay, since you can hear me, I have a few questions to ask you." Yan Murong said. "Brother, when did you start having diarrhea and vomiting?"

"Two days ago." The man said weakly.

"Then when did Wang Laixi develop such symptoms?"

"It seems like a week ago." The man thought for a while and said.

"Yes." Yan Murong nodded and then asked, "Then where did he go before? Did he have any wounds or eat anything when he came back?"

"I don't know about that." The man shook his head and said. "We go to the mountains to hunt some prey every day. I don't know what he ate or whether he was injured."

"Brother, please get out quickly," the man advised. "This disease is fatal. Get out quickly, or I will infect you."

"It's okay." Yan Murong said comfortingly. "I'll ask you a few more questions and then go out."

"You ask." The man nodded and said.

"Have you ever been injured or eaten anything before you developed these symptoms?"

"No." The man shook his head and said. "I don't have any injuries on my body - it's because of the food. I only ate after returning home from hunting at night. I fell ill soon after eating."

There was no injury on the body and he didn’t eat anything, how could he be infected? Yan Murong thought doubtfully, it seems that it shouldn’t be infected through food - if it was infected through food, then what he and his family ate

It's all the same, why is he the only one having trouble?

After thinking for a while, Yan Murong asked again, "What did you eat when you went hunting in the mountains?"

"I haven't eaten anything," the man said. "Usually when we go hunting in the mountains, we bring some dry food and water - we can't finish it all. We go at noon and go home for dinner in the evening."

"By the way." The man suddenly remembered something and looked at Yan Murong and said. "When I was about to go down the mountain, I ran out of water and felt a little thirsty, so I picked some wild fruits in the woods on the mountain to eat."

"Wild fruit?" Yan Murong's eyes lit up and he asked. "Did anyone else eat it?"

"Some have eaten, some have not," the man said.

"How many of the people who are infected now ate wild fruits?" Yan Murong asked anxiously. If it was because of the virus infected by the wild fruits, it would be much easier to handle. At least the source of infection has been found.

"Eat them all," the man said. "But some people are okay."

"Is anyone okay?" Yan Murong was stunned. Did he guess wrong?

"Okay, brother, please rest first." Yan Murong looked at the man and said. "Don't worry, I will find a way to save you."

"Hey, it can't be saved." The man sighed and said desperately. "Brother, if you can, find out the reason quickly. It doesn't matter if I die. I still have two babies at home, but don't

Let them get sick too."

"Don't worry." Yan Murong said with determination. "Give me three days, three days, and I will find a way to find out the reason and save you."


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