Chapter 116 Biologics
Hearing Ding Ce's reply, Bai Chen seemed to have been suffocated, his body leaned back slightly, and his head was buzzing.
After a few seconds, she calmed down and asked eagerly:
"What is the disease?"
Ding Ce said with a mournful face:
"The doctor said it was an old problem, a problem with the lungs, and what kind of tracheal problems it was easy to get through in winter."
At this moment, Bai Chen only felt the cold wind blowing on his face at night, bringing pinprick-like pain.
She quickly turned her head sideways, looked at Jiang Baimian, and shouted emotionally:
"Team leader......"
Feeling Bai Chen's plea, Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and said to Ding Ce:
"Can you take us to Mayor Tian? We have some medicine, maybe it will work."
Under normal circumstances, Ding Ce would definitely not agree directly, but at this juncture, he felt that no matter how bad it was, it would be worse than doing nothing.
"Okay." He nodded vigorously.
Jiang Baimian didn't say anything, walked to the back of the jeep, and put forward a milky white box with a red cross.
This is the first aid kit of the "old tune team".
——This time it was an official mission, not a field training, so they no longer brought some commonly used medicines, cleaning tablets, and mosquito repellent like last time.
Bang!
Jiang Baimian closed the trunk, turned to Ding Ce and said:
"Let's go."
Seeing that this beautiful woman was acting a bit professionally, Ding Ce suddenly gained some confidence and hurriedly walked in front to lead the way.
The group of five first passed through the chaotic and crowded area of mud houses, brick houses, and tents, and came to the vicinity of the flag-raising platform under the gaze of vigilance, numbness, envy, curiosity, or meaninglessness.
Seeing that the surroundings were finally quiet, Bai Chen rushed to Ding Ce in two steps and asked with concern
"When did Mayor Tian fall ill?"
In the increasingly dim sky, Ding Ce walked forward quickly and said in recollection:
"It's been more than ten days.
"In the past, the mayor would get sick once or twice in winter, but it was not a big deal, who knew that this time, this time, it would become so serious all of a sudden.
"The doctor prescribed him medicine and injected him, but it was useless, these days have been more in a coma and less awake...... the doctor said, the doctor said, maybe he won't be able to survive tonight."
As he spoke, this young man, who was about 1.7 meters tall and tall among the wilderness wanderers, cried a little.
He raised his left arm, wiped his eyes randomly with his elbow, and then said:
"Actually, the doctor said a few days ago that the mayor might not be able to do it, but he still survived until now, the doctor said, he said, his will to survive is very strong, very strong......"
Ding Ce sniffed and couldn't say anything more.
Bai Chen pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were already a little moist.
As they spoke, they came to the deepest part of Shuiwei Town and turned into the building on the left.
In the poorly lit corridor, Jiang Baimian deliberately found a topic to make the atmosphere not so heavy:
"Do you have a doctor here?"
This is a "luxury" in the wilderness wanderer settlement.
Seeing that it was Jiang Baimian who asked, Ding Ce replied in detail:
"It's always been there.
"The mayor said that there were several doctors in the early days, and later, when the children started studying, they would choose the ones with the best grades and follow them to study medicine, which is our tradition."
Speaking of this, Ding Ce was a little sad:
"But we don't have medicine, the mayor said that it was okay in the early years, you can go to the ruins of the city to find it, although those medicines have been around for too long and the effect is very poor, but it is better than nothing.
"Now we can only see which transaction can be obtained, only big forces can produce these.
"Hmm...... The doctors also found some books from the ruins of the city, and according to them, they collected different parts of plants and animals from the wilderness, and then combined them with boiling medicine, and some of them were quite effective!"
At this time, a group of five people had already arrived at the last room on the second floor.
There are two members of the town guard guarding the door.
"They have medicine!" Ding Ce didn't make an introduction at all, and said directly.
"Bai Chen......" One of the members of the town guard recognized Bai Chen and quickly opened the door, "Go in, go in."
Then, he added:
"When the mayor is in a coma these days, he occasionally calls the white girl."
Bai Chen's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he rushed in first.
Jiang Baimian signaled with his eyes to Shang Jianyao to control himself and not to think about it, and then, followed Bai Chen into the room.
The first thing that caught her eye was the dim yellow light bulb hanging from the top of the room, which illuminated it quite brightly.
At the very end of the room, against the window, there was a dark red wooden bed that looked quite old, and Tian Erhe was lying on it, covered with a thick quilt and the military green coat, with his eyes tightly closed.
His face became thinner and thinner, as if only skin and bones remained, and his pale hair was sparse and messy.
At this moment, Tian Erhe was constantly making breathing sounds that seemed to contain a lot of thick phlegm, which seemed quite difficult.
This made it look like he might not be able to catch it at any time.
Next to Tian Erhe, there was an iron-black stove that exuded warmth.
In the room, probably because Tian Erhe's condition had worsened, those people in the town who had weight in talking had already gathered here.
They were mainly men in their thirties, interspersed with some capable young people and a few old men in their fifties and sixties, filling the room to the brim.
Among them, there are only three women, two old and one middle-aged.
"Boss, they said there is medicine." Ding Ce couldn't wait to say to a thirty-five or six-year-old man.
This man is the captain of the Shuiwei Town Guard and the next mayor candidate established by Tian Erhe after he became seriously ill.
He had an ordinary face, full of sorrow, wearing a gray cotton jacket, and his skin was very rough.
"Li Zhengfei." The man took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to Jiang Baimian.
Jiang Baimian shook hands with him lightly and briefly introduced himself and the members of the "Old Tune Group".
"What medicine do you have?" Li Zhengfei did not say hello, but asked bluntly.
Jiang Baimian told frankly:
"We don't have a specific drug for lung and tracheal diseases, but we have brought some biological agents that can help Mayor Tian survive this hurdle and wake up. As long as he can last two more days, there is hope for treatment."
Li Zhengfei could vaguely guess what Jiang Baimian's words meant, and hurriedly looked sideways at an old woman with short and neat white hair.
The best doctor in town here.
The old woman nodded, indicating that she could try.
She had no other choice.
"Please give it a try." Li Zhengfei immediately made a decision.
In this regard, he is far more courageous than his appearance.
Jiang Baimian said "hmm" and walked to Tian Erhe's bedside with the first aid kit.
She sat down, opened the box, and took out a syringe, needle, and a thumb-sized tawny glass bottle.
Then, she skillfully completed the assembly and sucked the liquid from the small bottle into the syringe.
After expelling the front-end gas, Jiang Baimian asked Bai Chen to come over, help pick up Tian Erhe's hand, and roll up his sleeves.
She quickly found the corresponding blood vessel and inserted the needle neatly.
After pushing the tube of liquid little by little, Jiang Baimian disinfected the needle and packed the first aid kit, while instructing Bai Chen to help Tian Erhe up and lie half-lying on the bedside.
During this process, Bai Chen did not forget to stuff Tian Erhe's pillow behind his waist.
Strange to say, Tian Erhe's heart-wrenching breathing gradually became calmer.
He quickly coughed, and with Bai Chen's help, he turned his body sideways and spat out a lot of thick phlegm into the spittoon next to him.
After a while, Tian Erhe finally opened his eyes.
His gaze gradually regained focus, and he could see clearly who was in front of him.
"White, girl......" Tian Erhe shouted weakly.
Bai Chen quickly replied:
"It's me."
Tian Erhe smiled slowly, and his whole body seemed to relax:
"You're finally back."
Bai Chen burst into tears and couldn't hold back anymore.
She wanted to say something, but her throat was choked with sadness.
Tian Erhe regained his composure and swept past Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and Li Zhengfei in turn.
He first nodded to the guests, and then patted the edge of the bed:
"Zheng Fei, come here, sit here."
Li Zhengfei was like an obedient child, bypassing Jiang Baimian and walking to Tian Erhe's side.
The wrinkles on Tian Erhe's face stretched out little by little:
"I still remember, you are the most naughty and naughty among your children, who knows, I am now entrusting Shuiwei Town, Shuiwei Town, to you."
"Mayor......" Li Zhengfei, a nearly middle-aged man, actually felt a little crying.
Tian Erhe laughed and scolded:
"Why cry?
"I'm in my seventies, and I've lived early. My wife and my children are all waiting for me down there."
He breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
"What I told you before, that matter, now seems to have an answer."
While speaking, Tian Erhe had already looked at Jiang Baimian and asked expectantly:
"What do you say?"
Jiang Baimian considered the language and introduced himself first:
"We are from 'Pangea'."
"Pangu creature?" Li Zhengfei repeated it with a slight gaffe.
The expressions of the men, women, old and strong people around them have changed to a certain extent, whether they are shaken, surprised, fearful, panicked, or apprehensive.
Jiang Baimian looked around and said with a smile:
"Our company has a bad reputation on the gray soil, but please believe that all our experimental volunteers are willing. We prefer to seduce with benefits rather than force.
"Can you recall, among the big forces you know, how many are more trustworthy than our company?"
After a moment of silence, behind those people, someone whispered:
"Some people say that 'Pangu creatures' are the real culprits of the destruction of the old world......"
Jiang Baimian's expression froze slightly, and he responded very quickly:
"Then should you not obey us even more?
"Isn't a force that can destroy the old world worth taking refuge in?"
In another silence, Tian Erhe coughed and said:
"What kind of charter are you?"
Jiang Baimian laughed:
"We intend to sign friendly cooperation terms with you."
(End of this chapter)