Hearing Ding Ce's reply, Bai Chen seemed to be suffocated, his body leaned back slightly, and his head buzzed.
After a few seconds, she recovered and asked eagerly:
"What's the disease?"
Ding Ce said with a sad face:
"The doctor said it was an old problem, a problem with the lungs, and a problem with the trachea. It's easy to get over it in winter."
At this moment, Bai Chen could only feel the cold wind of the night blowing on his face, causing acupuncture-like pain.
She turned her head quickly, looked at Jiang Baimian, and shouted emotionally:
"Leader..."
Feeling Bai Chen's request for approval, Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and said to Ding Ce:
"Can you take us to Mayor Tian? We have some medicines that might 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 not be worse than doing nothing. There might be some hope for a dead horse to become a living horse doctor.
"Okay." He nodded vigorously.
Jiang Baimian did not hesitate, walked to the back of the jeep and proposed a milky white box with a red cross.
This is the first aid kit for the "Old Tune Group".
- This time it was a formal mission, not a field training, so they no longer brought only some common medicines, cleaning tablets, and mosquito repellents as they did last time.
bang!
Jiang Baimian closed the trunk, turned around and said to Ding Ce:
"Let's go."
Seeing how professional this beautiful woman was, Ding Ce gained more confidence and hurriedly led the way.
The group of five first passed through the crowded area where mud houses, brick houses, and tents were chaotically set up, and came to the flag-raising platform under the watchful eyes, numbness, envy, curiosity, or unclear gaze.
Seeing that the surroundings were finally quiet, Bai Chen rushed to Ding Ce's side in two steps and asked with concern:
"When did Mayor Tian fall ill?"
In the darkening sky, Ding Ce walked forward quickly, recalling:
"It's been ten days.
"In the past, the mayor would get sick one or two times in winter, but it was nothing serious. Who knew that this time, this time, it would suddenly become so serious.
"The doctor gave him medicine and injections, but it didn't help. In the past few days, he has been in a coma more and less time awake. The doctor said, the doctor said that he may not be able to last tonight..."
As he talked, this young man, who was about 1.7 meters tall, could be considered a tall among the wilderness wanderers, with a bit of a cry.
He raised his left arm, wiped his eyes carelessly with his elbow, and continued:
"Actually, the doctor said a few days ago that the mayor might not be able to, but he has survived until now. The doctor said that his will to survive is very strong, very strong..."
Ding Ce took a breath and said nothing.
Bai Chen pursed his lips tightly, his eyes a little wet.
While talking, 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 homeless settlement.
Seeing that Jiang Baimian asked the question, Ding Ce replied in detail:
"always have.
"The mayor said that there were several doctors at the earliest. Later, when the children began to study, they would pick the ones with the best grades and follow them to study medicine. This is our tradition."
Speaking of which, Ding Ce was a little sad:
"But we don't have any medicine. The mayor said that it was fine in the early years. We can look for it in the ruins of the city. Although those medicines have been around for too long and the effect is very poor, it is better than nothing.
"Now we can only see which deals can be obtained, only the big forces can produce these.
"Well... The doctors also found some books from the ruins of the city. According to them, they collected different parts of plants and animals from the wilderness, and then mixed them with medicines. Some of them have good effects!"
At this time, a group of five people had arrived at the room at the end of the second floor.
There are two members of the town guard guarding the door.
"They have medicine!" Ding Ce said directly without introducing at all.
"Bai Chen..." One of the town guard members 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 Bai girl."
Bai Chen's eyes turned red, and he rushed in first.
Jiang Baimian gestured to Shang Jianyao with his eyes to control himself, don't think about it, and then followed Bai Chen into the room.
The first thing that catches her eye is the dim light bulb hanging from the top of the room, which illuminates the place fairly brightly.
In the innermost part of the room, by the window, there was an old-looking dark red wooden bed, Tian Erhe was lying on it, covered with a thick quilt and the army green coat, his eyes were tightly closed. on.
His face was getting thinner and thinner, and he seemed to be nothing but skin and bones, and his pale hair was sparse and disheveled.
At this moment, Tian Erhe was constantly making breathing sounds that seemed to contain a lot of thick phlegm, which seemed quite laborious.
It made him look like he might be out of breath at any time.
Next to Tian Erhe, there is an iron-black stove that emits warmth.
In the room, it may be because Tian Erhe's condition has deteriorated, and those people in the town who have a strong voice have gathered here.
They were mainly men in their thirties, with a few capable young men and a few old men in their fifties and sixties, filling the room to the fullest.
Among them, there are only three women, two old and one middle-aged.
"Boss, they said there was medicine." Ding Ce said impatiently to a thirty-five- or six-year-old man.
This man is the captain of the Shuiwei Town Guards, and he is also the candidate for the next mayor established by Tian Erhe after he became seriously ill.
His face was ordinary, full of sorrow, wearing a gray cotton jacket, and his skin was very rough.
"Li Zhengfei." The man took two steps forward and reached out to Jiang Baimian.
Jiang Baimian shook hands with him and briefly introduced himself and the members of the "Old Tune Group".
"What medicine do you have?" Li Zhengfei asked bluntly without greeting.
Jiang Baimian told frankly:
"We don't have specific medicines for lung and tracheal diseases, but we have brought some biological agents, which can allow Mayor Tian to survive this barrier and wake up. As long as he can last for two more days, there is hope for treatment."
Li Zhengfei could vaguely guess what the words behind Jiang Baimian meant, and hurriedly looked sideways at an old woman with short and neat white hair.
Best doctor in town here.
The old woman nodded, indicating that she could try.
She has no other choice.
"Please try it." Li Zhengfei immediately made a decision.
In this respect, he is far more aggressive than his appearance.
Jiang Baimian let out an "um" and walked to Tian Erhe's bed with the first aid kit.
She sat down, opened the box, and took out a syringe, a needle, and a thumb-sized tawny glass bottle.
Then, she skillfully completed the assembly, sucking the liquid from the vial into the needle tube.
After exhausting the front end gas, Jiang Baimian asked Bai Chen to come over, help Tian Erhe with one hand, and rolled 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 sterilized the needle and packed the first aid kit, while instructing Bai Chen to lift Tian Erhe up, half lying and half leaning 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 calmed down.
He coughed quickly, and with the help of Bai Chen, he turned his body and spit out a lot of thick phlegm into the spittoon next to him.
After another pause, Tian Erhe finally opened his eyes.
His vision regained focus little by little, and he could clearly see who was in front of him.
"Bai, girl..." Tian Erhe called weakly.
Bai Chen quickly replied:
"it's me."
Tian Erhe smiled slowly, and the whole person seemed to relax:
"You're finally back."
Bai Chen burst into tears and couldn't hold back any longer.
She wanted to say something, but was muffled by sadness.
Tian Erhe regained his energy and swept over Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and Li Zhengfei in turn.
He first nodded to the guests, then patted the edge of the bed:
"Flying, come here, sit here."
Li Zhengfei, like an obedient child, walked around Jiang Baimian and walked to Tian Erhe's side.
The wrinkles on Tian Erhe's face stretched out a little:
"I still remember that you are the most naughty and nonsense of your group of children. Who knows, now I will entrust Shuiwei Town, Shuiwei Town to you."
"The mayor..." Li Zhengfei, a middle-aged man, felt a little crying.
Tian Erhe laughed and scolded:
"What are you crying for
"I'm in my seventies, and I've already had enough. My wife and my children are waiting for me below."
He took a breath and continued:
"I told you before, that matter, now it seems that there is an answer."
While speaking, Tian Erhe was already looking at Jiang Baimian, and asked expectantly:
"How to say?"
Jiang Baimian considered the language and introduced himself first:
"We came from 'Pangaea.'"
"Pangu creatures?" Li Zhengfei repeated with a slight gaffe.
The expressions of the men and women around them have changed to a certain extent, or shock, or surprise, or fear, or panic, or apprehension.
Jiang Baimian looked around and said with a smile:
"On the dust, our company has a bad reputation, but please believe that all our experimental volunteers are willing. We prefer to use benefits to tempt, not force.
"You can recall, among the major forces you know, how many are more trustworthy than our company?"
After a while of silence, behind those people, someone whispered:
"Some people say 'Panga' is the real culprit of the destruction of the old world..."
Jiang Baimian's expression was slightly stagnant, and he responded very quickly:
"Then shouldn't you be more obedient to us
"A power that can destroy the old world, isn't it worth taking refuge in?"
In another silence, Tian Erhe coughed:
"What's your charter?"
Jiang Baimian laughed:
"We plan to sign the terms of friendship and cooperation with you."