After two simple sentences, everyone below applauded again.

Yang Xiaotao then struck while the iron was hot and talked about discipline a few times.

"From now on, the outside of the institute will be loose and the inside will be tight. All personnel entering and exiting will be strictly inspected. All personnel inside will wear disinfection masks and protective clothing."

"All items that come into contact with infected people must be sterilized by high temperature and high pressure!"

"Everyone should report immediately once they feel unwell, and no carelessness or concealment is allowed!"

Yang Xiaotao did not interfere with the research direction, but only emphasized the issue of protection. This was also a precaution in advance to avoid trouble later.

After Uncle Deng left, Yang Xiaotao officially entered the role.

Lao Zhu, who came from the northwest, also put on protective clothing, and under the leadership of Dean Wang, went to the ward to prepare for medication.

As for Mr. Zhang, he is still in charge here.

Of course, his other mission is to contact the No. 3 Research Base after making progress here to inform him of the situation here, and it is best to find the answer.

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"The pulse is different!"

"It's a bit weak. This child is not big. How can he be so troubled?"

In the sterile room, on the hospital bed, Alphat had an oxygen tube inserted and his face was pale.

The sound of breathing is like a bellows pulling, and the sound is rough.

Yang Xiaotao knew that this was causing bronchitis and pneumonia, and it was very serious.

At present, when I don't dare to use antibiotics, I can only use traditional Chinese medicine methods and grind it bit by bit.

Unfortunately, due to repeated body temperature, the effect of traditional Chinese medicine is not great.

If this continues, it will probably last only three or two days!

Lao Zhu was feeling the pulse at the side. He raised his three fingers for a while and then pressed them down quickly. While feeling the pulse, he said words that made Mosidov next to him tremble with fear.

Yang Xiaotao stood aside to translate for him, which made Mosidov feel a little unsteady.

Dean Wang rolled Alfat's eyelids aside, then looked at the body temperature recorded by Ji Xiang next to him. He sighed inwardly and then picked up the silver needle and continued to inject.

Yang Xiaotao knew a little bit about it and explained to Mosidov the functions of acupuncture, bloodletting, cooling, reducing inflammation in the throat, etc.

TCM acupuncture is a bit difficult to explain.

"Yang, do you really have any idea?"

Mosidov already knew that Yang Xiaotao was receiving treatment from his son.

Although not in name, in his opinion, it was for his son that Yang Xiaotao took action.

Yang Xiaotao did not explain this misunderstanding.

"I have some ideas, but I need your cooperation."

Yang Xiaotao said, then looked at Mosidov, "Alfat is my brother, and I want him to recover more than anyone else, so please believe me."

"Even if there is only a 10% chance, we must give it a try!"

Mosidov looked at Yang Xiaotao and nodded seriously.

He knew what the situation was like in the country before leaving, and it would only last a week if he got infected.

But when he came to China, under the care of everyone, his son was able to survive until now, which was beyond his expectation.

When the leaders of Huaxia met with him, they even promised to go all out. What else could he say?

Those doctors are busy day and night. Some of them eat steamed buns when they are hungry and drink cold water when they are thirsty. Sometimes, in order to cultivate germs, a person wears a closed protective suit and stays alone for more than ten hours. When he comes out, his face is

They were all scratched by the mask, and water could be squeezed out of the clothes.

For him, a foreigner, to do this without thinking of anything in return, Hua Xia has done its best to be benevolent and righteous.

"Don't worry, as long as there is hope, I can do it!"

Moshidov looked at Yang Xiaotao and answered with the same certainty.

Even if there is a glimmer of hope, it is better than nothing!

"Although the pulse is different, it should work!"

Lao Zhu felt for his pulse for a while, then finally stood up and spoke to Yang Xiaotao.

"Then take medicine!"

Yang Xiaotao didn't say much and asked Ji Xiang to give him medicine.

Ji Xiang nodded, picked up the boiled decoction, and fed it bit by bit. Lao Zhu personally took the juice of the crushed Ligusticum chinensis and applied it on his forehead.

After working for a while, everyone left the ward.

"Next, pay close attention to the patient's temperature."

"Once every half an hour, Team Leader Ji, please arrange the people."

Ji Xiang nodded, "Understood!"

"Lao Zhu, please rest aside and check your pulse before taking medicine every time."

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Lao Zhu patted his chest and said.

"Moshidov, just stay here and help watch."

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded and led everyone away.

Mosidov stood outside the glass door, looking at Alfat on the hospital bed, muttering something about Lord, God.

Lao Zhu on the side curled his lips when he heard the translator's words, "With us, you have to ask the Jade Emperor and Guanyin Bodhisattva!"
Chapter completed!