coobybook Chapter 576: The Secret of the Secret 32
Chapter 576: The Secret of the Secret 32
In the heavily guarded isolation area, Mu Xiaoji led his elite medical team members.
Like well-trained soldiers, they are carrying out a series of vital tasks in an orderly manner for every patient in the early stage of infection.
This not only includes careful spiritual guidance, but also professional and rigorous physical examinations, testing, immunization and other tasks.
Mu Xiaoji's face is always filled with a sunny smile, giving people a sense of warmth and peace of mind like a spring breeze.
At this moment, he was concentrating on extracting a blood sample from a middle-aged man with skillful and precise techniques.
He first carefully wiped the blood collection area on the uncle's arm with iodine, and then quickly and accurately inserted the blood collection needle into the blood vessel. The dark red blood slowly flowed into the blood collection tube along the needle.
While doing this, Mu Xiaoji also gently comforted him, "Uncle, don't worry, you are only experiencing a preliminary infection, and the situation is not that bad.
After unremitting efforts day and night, our medical team has successfully matched a targeted pharmaceutical serum.
As long as you inject this medicine on time today, according to our professional judgment, your various physical indicators are expected to return to a healthy state tomorrow."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor, you have worked hard."
After Mu Xiaoji finished drawing blood, the uncle took the cotton swab, gently pressed it on the blood collection site, and prepared to leave slowly.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoji seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He gently grasped the uncle's arm, his eyes gentle but with a hint of inquiry, and asked:
"Uncle, I want to know if you have any bad habits?"
When the uncle heard this question, his eyes instantly became nervous, a trace of panic flashed across his face, and he hurriedly shook his head and denied it: "No... I didn't..."
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji hurriedly comforted him softly: "Uncle, don't be nervous. You should know that if you are infected with this disease, understanding the source of infection is crucial for our subsequent treatment and prevention work.
Think carefully about how you were infected. Can you tell me in detail about the living environment you live in?
The uncle just waved his hand without responding and hurriedly left the physical examination area.
Yao Xinyue, who had been observing from the side, saw this situation and immediately stepped forward and blocked the uncle's way at the exit.
With a sweet smile on her face, she said softly, “Hello, uncle, the warden has taken great pains for everyone’s health this time;
We spared no expense and invited our advanced medical team from Renxin Hospital to come here from afar to conduct a comprehensive physical examination for everyone.
Do you have any special feelings about this prison event?
Would you like to talk to the enthusiastic public who have been paying attention to your prison life and your family members who are always thinking about you?
Could you also tell me, besides learning and reforming yourself here, is there anything else you have done that is particularly worthy of praise and publicity?"
The uncle's eyes flickered, as if he was deliberately avoiding Yao Xinyue's gaze. He just whispered, "I'm so old, there's no one at home anymore."
After saying that, he hurriedly fled the scene as if Yao Xinyue was some terrible plague god.
Yao Xinyue watched the uncle walk away quickly with quick steps, as if something terrible was chasing him.
She subconsciously tried to shout, "Hey, don't... go?" But when the words reached her lips, her voice unconsciously weakened, and in the end it seemed as if something was choking her throat, and she became silent.
She looked helpless and puzzled, and her eyes subconsciously turned to Mu Xiaoji. At this moment, Mu Xiaoji was still concentrating on the work at hand;
That focused look on his face, as if everything that had just happened was just a passing cloud and had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, prison warden Li Zhengguo and Lei Tingfeng, accompanied by several comrades from the procuratorate, were walking towards this side from afar.
Li Zhengguo had his usual solemn expression on his face. As he walked, he introduced in detail to the comrades from the procuratorate the treatment system that had been established for the epidemic in recent days, as well as the specific operating procedures.
His speech was professional and clear, and he elaborated on everything from the initial diagnostic criteria of the epidemic, to the treatment plan adopted, and then to the subsequent tracking and monitoring measures.
Ming Ye was sharp-eyed. He quickly walked towards several comrades from the procuratorate and immediately put on a perfect professional smile on his face.
He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and then spoke at a moderate speed, with clear pronunciation and powerful voice:
"Hello, leaders! You are visiting our prison this time. I would like to know:
Did the warden specially invite you all here? Or are you all the leaders making a surprise visit?"
At this time, a man who looked quite similar to Li Zhengguo responded with a kind smile on his face:
"You're the reporter from the People's Livelihood Focus newspaper, Mingye, right? I remember you. You're the one who speaks for the people!"
When Ming Ye heard this, he immediately showed a surprised expression and said hurriedly: "Oh, Chief Prosecutor Huo, you really have a keen eye for talent!
I am just an ordinary, insignificant clerk. I am flattered that you can remember me. Everyone burst into laughter when they heard this.
Chief Prosecutor Huo pointed at Ming Ye and said jokingly, "Everyone says reporters are very sharp-tongued!
If you encounter such a situation, you must be humble. It would be unwise to face the challenge head on."
Ming Ye quickly waved his hands and responded with a smile: "Prosecutor Huo, you are being too modest.
It is a rare opportunity to meet you today. You may not know that I have been following the news in real time here these days.
Detailed records were kept for a series of processes including physical examinations, testing, immunization, etc., in order to truthfully report Li Jian’s unique management system to the public who are paying close attention.
You see, if there is anything you are interested in or want to know more about, just tell me and I will do my best to help you and answer your questions.
You don't know, Li Jian has lost his appetite and sleep these days because of this matter. It's really very hard!"
After hearing what Ming Ye said, Li Zhengguo smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said, "This is my duty. It's nothing to worry about."
The atmosphere around at this moment seems relaxed and cheerful, however, beneath this appearance, there seems to be a hint of indescribable tension and subtlety lurking.
Behind everyone's smile, it seems that they all have their own thoughts and considerations hidden, and the truth behind this epidemic seems to become more and more confusing with the intersection of this series of characters.
Just as everyone gathered together and the atmosphere became bustling, a burst of hurried footsteps came from afar.
I saw several prison guards and Qiangzi, anxiously calling out to Scar Kun and his five or six brothers, who were running towards this side in a hurry.
Qiangzi's anxious voice echoed in the air, and he deliberately shouted loudly: "Doctor Mu, Doctor Mu, save him quickly!"
At that time, Tian Dayong, Liang Boyu, Keleweiler and Cheng Jianpeng were packing up medical tools in an orderly manner, preparing to complete this round of physical examinations.
Hearing this sudden cry for help, the four people's expressions tensed up instantly, and their movements stopped abruptly.
Without hesitation, he put down what he was organizing and ran towards the source of the sound as fast as he could.
Several infected people had pale faces, white lips, and foam at the mouth. Their condition looked extremely critical.
The four of them quickly extended a helping hand and steadily caught the shaky infected people.
Upon hearing the noise, Yao Xinyue and Ming Ye also walked over quickly, trying to understand the details of the matter.
The two photographers who were accompanying us were both veterans who understood it instantly after just one glance.
This might be an important opportunity for live recording, so we quickly adjusted the equipment and started the intense recording work.
Keleweiler frowned, his expression solemn as if he was carrying a heavy burden. Under the close cooperation of Cheng Jianpeng, Tian Dayong and Liang Boyu,
He quickly took out the corresponding medicine from the medical box, skillfully extracted and exhausted it, and accurately injected the medicine into the infected people.
At the same time, Liang Boyu and Cheng Jianpeng carried out blood sample extraction work in an orderly manner according to professional procedures.
They strictly followed the aseptic operation principle and first disinfected the blood collection site carefully with iodine.
Then he carefully inserted the blood collection needle into the blood vessel and watched the dark red blood slowly flow into the blood collection tube. The whole process was rigorous and focused.
Scar Kun's face was filled with pain, and his twisted face seemed filled with resentment. He glared and cursed viciously:
"Mr. Mu, you are a bad doctor, you are a piece of shit who lacks moral integrity! I was originally healthy,
"You insisted on giving us a physical exam and some vaccinations last night. Look at me now, I'm in excruciating pain, and you're happy now, aren't you?"
When Tian Dayong heard this, he was immediately furious. He stopped what he was doing and argued angrily:
"Hey, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want! Look at the other infected people in the prison,
After the meticulous treatment of our medical team, all of his health indicators have now returned to normal!"
However, facing Scar Kun's unreasonable accusations, Mu Xiaoji was not angry. Instead, a meaningful smile appeared on his face, and he said calmly:
"Scar Kun, do you know that proverb? It's a case of trying to cover up one's own guilt without even trying! You're so eager to jump out and accuse me, are you hiding something?"
Mu Xiaoji's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at Scar Kun closely, as if he wanted to see through the secret in his heart.
At this moment, the air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Mu Xiaoji and Scar Kun.
A tense atmosphere spread among the crowd, and a standoff without visible smoke quietly unfolded.