NFBE Chapter 204 A Doomed Couple
Chapter 204 A Doomed Couple
Yuan Qingzhu was pressed for time, so she did not create written medical records, but she kept tracking these cases, so she knew these patients very well.
Zhang Jianjun reached out and diagnosed several patients, examining their tongues, checking their eyes and the whites of their eyes, and finally taking their pulses. He felt that their Qi and blood were disordered and their Yin and Yang were imbalanced, which explained why these patients had such severe symptoms!
Two of the patients were conscious. Zhang Jianjun went over to ask them about their condition, what they were feeling, their sensations at different times, and the course of the illness.
Ding Jinchen followed behind, and since there was no medical record book available, she took out a notebook instead and used a pen to record the questions and tests conducted by Zhang Jianjun.
After Zhang Jianjun finished his examination, Chang Xingyu came over and asked, "Jianjun, how is it? Are you confident you can cure him?"
Zhang Jianjun shook his head. "There's no particularly good solution for now. I'm going to try two options, but even if the options aren't perfect, at the very least they should stabilize the condition and prevent it from worsening. We'll think about the treatment plan more carefully later."
Ding Jinchen also said, "These symptoms seem ordinary, but the onset is too fast and the symptoms are severe. According to Dr. Yuan, antibiotics are not very effective. I have never encountered any disease like this before."
Zhang Jianjun added, "The good news is that the incubation period for this disease is short!"
Ding Jinchen immediately understood the meaning of those words and nodded in agreement. Chang Xingyu, however, took a moment to understand and looked at the two of them with admiration.
Zhang Jianjun told the two, "The current situation is indeed not optimistic, so we should protect ourselves first in order to complete the mission faster and better."
That evening, Zhang Jianjun called home to let them know he was safe. Qiao Sanli also spoke with Chang Xingyu on the phone for a while, subtly hinting to Chang Xingyu to take good care of Zhang Jianjun.
Chang Xingyu understood and said it was no problem.
The next day, Zhang Jianjun began the first treatment. The ten people were divided into three groups and two different treatment plans were used. Finally, four people served as the control group.
The treatment course was tentatively set for four days. Zhang Jianjun would personally decoct the medicine every day, perform acupuncture on the patients, and even massage them several times to speed up circulation.
The course of treatment ended quickly, and the results of the control group treatment came out.
The moderate and balanced treatment plan was indeed very stable, with slightly better results than Yuan Qingzhu's treatment, but it still achieved the initial expectation of stabilizing the condition. The more potent treatment group, on the other hand, showed much better results, with all three patients showing improvement, but Zhang Jianjun was still not satisfied.
Commander Lu Guiyan was quite satisfied, because there were too many patients, with new cases appearing every day, and most patients' treatment outcomes were not ideal. News of Zhang Jianjun's situation quickly spread throughout the town; the fact that a doctor could treat this strange disease greatly eased the atmosphere in the town of several thousand people.
Although traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes individualized treatment, the symptoms of patients are quite similar. While there are individual differences, they are not particularly significant. Zhang Jianjun revised the prescription again to suit more complex conditions.
I handed the prescription to Lu Guiyan and explained the precautions, such as that patients with cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases should use it with caution, and that if you have such underlying conditions, you can first come to Zhang Jianjun and adjust the prescription according to your situation.
After that, Zhang Jianjun prepared to experiment with a treatment plan that combined traditional Chinese and Western medicine. He simulated the plans countless times in his mind, and then rejected most of them. Finally, he selected a few, and Zhang Jianjun wanted to try them one by one.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Jianjun was still writing the proposal when Chang Xingyu walked over. Her face was pale and she looked a little flustered. She stopped ten meters away from Zhang Jianjun's door and called out to him in a slightly louder voice, "Jianjun!"
Zhang Jianjun turned around. "Xingyu? What are you doing so far away?"
"Jianjun, I think I've been infected!"
Zhang Jianjun put down his pen, abruptly stood up, and was about to walk towards Chang Xingyu. But Chang Xingyu backed away, saying, "Don't come any closer!"
Chang Xingyu was no match for Zhang Jianjun's speed. Zhang Jianjun had already left a blur, and Chang Xingyu had no time to react before his clothes were grabbed. Knowing he couldn't possibly outrun Zhang Jianjun, Chang Xingyu gave up, but still took a step back, trying to keep his distance.
Zhang Jianjun took Chang Xingyu's hand, checked his pulse, and examined his throat. His mood immediately became heavy.
“You have indeed been infected! Although there are no typical symptoms yet, the diagnosis shows signs of infection. Tell me what happened? We took very good precautions, so how did you get infected?” Zhang Jianjun looked at Chang Xingyu with concern and inquiry.
Chang Xingyu felt Zhang Jianjun's concern and smiled at him, but the smile was somewhat forced. "A villager suddenly recalled the situation that day, saying that the three of them were working together the day before they fell ill. But he could only remember the approximate location."
“At noon today, Commander Lu sent a few people to check that location. They needed a doctor to assist them, and I happened to run into them, so I went with them. They found a box near the construction site. At the time, they didn’t know what was in the box, so they opened it and looked inside. By the time I spoke up to stop them, it was too late; the box had already been opened.”
Zhang Jianjun immediately asked, "What's inside? Where's the box now? Has anyone else touched it?"
“There are some solvent bottles inside, the labels are all damaged and illegible, but I guess it's residue from the biochemistry lab. I've already instructed them to reseal the box and put it in that dilapidated house on the west side of town, there are people guarding it outside! Only the three of us touched the box, I put it there, and now I'm making sure no one else has touched it. My two colleagues are now in self-isolation, I just want to see you one more time…” Chang Xingyu also knew the seriousness of the problem, so he handled it quite carefully.
But Zhang Jianjun didn't think so. Chang Xingyu was different from the infected people. She came into direct contact with the source of infection. The mode of transmission was completely different. She was directly infected by a high-concentration viral gel. She would most likely skip the incubation period and the early stage of the disease, just like the first three infected people, and quickly reach the later stage of symptoms. And the treatment effect was not ideal. If this continued, Chang Xingyu might not be able to return to Yingtianfu!
Chang Xingyu knew she was in danger, but she didn't regret it! If she had to choose again, she would still come with Zhang Jianjun! "Jianjun, I just regret not being with you sooner! Jianjun..."
As he finished speaking, large tears streamed down Chang Xingyu's face.
Chang Xingyu reminded Zhang Jianjun that he still had a system and skills he could use!
Zhang Jianjun took off his mask and hugged Chang Xingyu. "Xingyu, don't worry! We'll be alright!"
"Jianjun, you...! You can't do this! You still have Sanli! Sanli is still waiting for you! You bastard!" Chang Xingyu panicked and struggled violently, frantically trying to help Zhang Jianjun put his mask on.
Unable to push Zhang Jianjun away, Chang Xingyu forcefully pounded Zhang Jianjun's back, making muffled thuds.
Ignoring Chang Xingyu's punches, Zhang Jianjun removed Chang Xingyu's mask with his left hand, lowered his head, and kissed him.