"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang."

In the conference room, Yang Xiaotao was communicating with Lao Feng about the situation of the experimental mice. In the past two days, the experimental mice had become abnormal and had even died. While the two were combing, they heard Ji Xiang's voice coming from outside.

The urgent voice made Yang Xiaotao panic when he heard it.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Ji Xiang running in, Yang Xiaotao asked directly.

"Mr. Yang, Dean Wang and others are in a situation. You should go to the ward and have a look."

After hearing Ji Xiang's words, Yang Xiaotao knew something happened in the ward.

I put down my notebook and rushed out of the conference room.

Seeing this, Lao Feng also rushed out.

"what happened?"

Yang Xiaotao walked quickly, and Ji Xiang could only keep up with him by jogging behind.

"Dean Wang brought someone to check the patient's body today. During the examination, it was found that the patient's physical signs were declining."

"After extensive investigation, it is believed that the patient has been tortured for a long time and all body functions have been severely damaged."

"After taking the pulse, Lao Zhu said that the spleen and stomach were not good, but it sounded like it was very powerful."

Ji Xiang explained the situation intermittently, but Yang Xiaotao only heard one thing, that is, Alpha couldn't afford to wait any longer.

Arriving outside the ward, Mosidov immediately came to greet him, "Yang, save him."

"Save him, he is still a child!"

"I know I know."

Yang Xiaotao didn't care to say more, let the translator look after him, and then came outside the ward.

At this time, Dean Wang and several others were discussing the situation.

Elites from various hospital research departments came to the same conclusion when faced with this situation.

If timely and effective treatment is not provided, this child will not survive for two days.

"Mr. Yang, the situation is very serious."

"Why did it suddenly get worse? Wasn't it okay during yesterday's checkup?"

Yang Xiaotao asked with red eyes.

Dean Wang shook his head, "Pneumonia is getting worse and worse. It can worsen within half a day, not just overnight."

"What's more, this child has not only pneumonia, but also other problems now. If we can't get rid of the virus in the body and the problem of repeated high temperatures, there will be no cure for this child's disease."

Several people around them nodded. They had thought of all the solutions they could think of. The key now was to solve the virus.

Yang Xiaotao took a deep breath, he knew what he was capable of.

He was able to become the person in charge because of his theoretical knowledge of microbiology in his previous life.

But when it comes to treating people, these old experts are more authoritative.

Now that they've said it, that's the case in all likelihood.

Looking at Alfat on the hospital bed through the glass, he was now skinny and skinny.

A pair of eyes were tightly closed, and his face was filled with a look of death.

"Meeting!"

Yang Xiaotao took a deep breath, thoughts flashed through his mind, and it took him a long time to leave a word before walking to the conference room.

Dean Wang and others behind him looked at each other and knew it was time to make a decision.

Every time a dead horse is treated as a living horse, it always represents the doctor's helplessness.

It also represents that life and death are right in front of you.

Wow

A group of people followed Yang Xiaotao towards the conference room.

Moshidov looked at the people leaving, and his heart immediately clenched.

He had already seen hope, but he didn't expect that this hope would turn out to be like a mirage, out of reach.

"O Guanyin Bodhisattva. O Jade Emperor!"

"Please save him, save him."

"No matter how much it costs, I am willing to do it."

At this moment, Mosidov knelt at the door, extremely pious.

In the conference room.

Yang Xiaotao sat at the top, with Dean Wang and Ji Xiang on his left and right.

Dean Feng and others were sitting at the table. There were people carrying stools from behind, and there were even more people standing aside.

There were thirty or forty people in total, filling the entire conference room.

Yang Xiaotao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, opened it, took out one and lit it, sorting out his thoughts in his mind.

Ji Xiang glanced at it and didn't care.

She knows how stressful this time is because she has experienced it.

The irritability of having no clue, the sense of responsibility and the sense of powerlessness in the face of the withering of life can drive people crazy.

Dean Wang and others took the cigarettes and started smoking them together.

Soon the conference room was filled with smoke.

The window is open.

The cold wind blows in.

The room was still silent.

After smoking a cigarette, Yang Xiaotao pinched out the cigarette butt and looked up at the crowd.

Looking over, everyone felt as if they were being stared at by a fierce tiger, and they couldn't help but cheer up.

"Dean Wang, please tell me about the progress on your side."

Dean Wang put the cigarette aside and picked up the folder beside him.

In this moment, his thoughts had been straightened out.

"According to what Lao Zhu and I discovered, after taking the decoction, the patient's body temperature will drop significantly within half an hour."

"However, the body temperature will gradually rise after half an hour, and then drop again after six hours."

"This six hours is a bottleneck."

"Even if I try all kinds of means, I can't break through."

"However, during the research process, we also found that when golden needles were dipped in medicinal juice to stimulate different acupuncture points, such as Baihui point, Tanzhong point, Hegu point, Taixi point, etc., the patient's reaction was great, and even the body temperature increased.

Regarding the recovery status, we speculate that stimulation of these acupoints will accelerate the reaction in the body."

Dean Wang closed the notebook and said, "The time is limited, that's all."

Yang Xiaotao nodded.

Mainly traditional methods, which require time and consideration.

"Lao Zhu, you have a lot of experience. How effective can this herb be?"

Lao Zhu frowned, hearing Yang Xiaotao's question, and then stretched out three fingers in uncertainty.

"If this is the same as before, I'm 70% sure."

"But this is fundamentally different. Although they have some similarities, there are still differences."

"We can only maintain it."

Yang Xiaotao picked up a pen and wrote it down in his notebook, then looked at Ji Xiang aside.

Ji Xiang understood and said immediately.

"What we are responsible for is extracting antibodies and using mice to test the resistance of the antibodies to the virus."

"So far, among the thirty white mice in the experiment, the first batch has all died within six hours."

"We purified and concentrated the second batch and injected it into mice again. Twenty-eight hours have passed so far. Six have died, three are seriously ill, and one is healthy."

"The last batch was yesterday, and they were vaccinated with the pathogenic strain. There are no abnormalities yet."

After Ji Xiang finished speaking, Old Feng spoke before asking, "We are here to study the mechanism of action of Artemisia annua, and to conduct comparative experiments between the original strain No. 16 and the mutant strain."

"The experiment has just begun, and the mechanism of the wormwood has not yet been discovered."

"However, based on our experimental analysis, we found that the pathogenic mechanisms of the two viruses are the same. They can cause immune system disorders in patients. Sustained high temperatures and then repeated high temperatures can attack normal organs of the body."
To be continued...