"This disease is very complex. Not only are the symptoms similar to colds, but the test results are also exactly the same as colds. In the early stages of the disease, we cannot distinguish this disease from colds at all... "
"When the condition worsens, the patient's lungs will become necrotic and rotten. This situation cannot be controlled with current drugs. Some patients who were infected in the early stage died of coughing up lung fragments..."
"The source of the epidemic, that is, the mountain village, has now been strictly controlled. People are only allowed in, not out, and the news has been blocked. This seminar has two purposes. One is to convey information through the epidemic area. The information returned is to determine the situation of this epidemic; another purpose is to form an emergency rescue team, enter the epidemic area for disaster relief, and find out treatment methods... "
Tu Cangcang spoke every word, the expression on his face was extremely solemn.
An epidemic broke out in southern Jiangxi. The initial symptom was coughing. It was extremely contagious and could be spread through droplets
When Ye Feng heard this, his brows immediately knitted into a knot.
He was no stranger to the southern Jiangxi area. Chen Long had previously performed a mission there and discovered the ghost-faced spider and iron pieces.
And this also shows that Old Man Xu was afraid that he still didn't tell him the whole truth.
As for the symptoms of cough, he also found a lot of them at the Affiliated Hospital of Tongren Medical University.
Even Jiang Yuxin had a cough.
"Has the epidemic spread to the capital?"
Not daring to hesitate, Ye Feng immediately asked Tu Cangcang.
"There is currently no evidence to prove whether the epidemic has spread to Beijing. After all, the early symptoms of this disease are so similar to those of a cold that it is difficult to distinguish them."
Tu Cangcang shook his head and replied.
Ye Feng frowned even deeper when he heard this.
This means that even Tu Cangcang has no way to guarantee how far the epidemic will spread.
"The top priority now is that we must study how to identify whether a patient is infected with the epidemic or just has a cold. Only in this way can we know how far the epidemic has developed and whether a nationwide martial law is needed!"
Tu Cangcang sighed and said slowly.
After hearing her words, the conference room was as quiet as a dead place.
The whole country is under martial law, and it feels like facing a powerful enemy. This is no stranger to everyone here.
More than ten years ago, there was a terrible epidemic called 'Coronavirus' that swept across China, causing more than 5,000 patients and 349 deaths!
What was more terrifying than the epidemic was the situation in which everyone was on alert at that time.
Under the threat of a great epidemic, people at that time could be said to be on the verge of war. Many absurd farces were staged in China, such as 'burning vinegar to prevent epidemics' and 'a certain medicine cures all diseases'.
And although the epidemic was brought under control after lasting for a year, it still had a huge impact on the lives of the general public. Many people were not allowed to reunite with their relatives when the epidemic occurred, and the direct and indirect economic losses were as high as 2,000 yuan. More than 100 million!
No Chinese person wants such a tragedy to happen again in this hot land.
"Next, I will play the first-hand information from the epidemic area. Please watch it. If you have any comments or findings, you can put them forward after the play ends."
Tu Cangcang sighed softly and started playing the data.
The conference room was silent except for the rustling sound of the projector running.
Paragraphs of text and pictures continued to appear on the projection screen, telling the tragic situation of the place where the epidemic occurred.
What moved Ye Feng most was the diary written by a primary school student:
"On the first day when the cough started, my mother said it was a cold and took me to the doctor. I took antipyretic medicine and it was cured..."
"On the third day after the cough started, I took medicine, but the cough was still not cured. My head felt dizzy, and my mother also started to cough..."
"On the tenth day after the cough started, I coughed up a piece of blood. My mother said that I was almost cured, but I felt like I was about to die. My mother's cough became more severe, and my father also started to cough..."
"On the fifteenth day of my coughing, I coughed up a piece of meat. My mother started coughing up blood. I didn't want to die..."
The strong contrast between the immature writing and the terrifying condition makes people feel chilling.
Many doctors in the conference room clenched their fingers and burst into tears when they saw these immature words.
After the text part, what appeared were close-ups of the faces of sick patients and anatomy pictures.
As Tu Cangcang said, the symptoms of patients suffering from the epidemic are very similar to those of a cold, with red and swollen mouths, swollen tonsils, and excessive coughing...
But the anatomy diagram is horrifying. The force brought by the severe cough and the invasion of the disease caused the lungs of those who died due to the epidemic to become rotten, with many holes and gaps on them.
Those gaps are caused by the rotten lung fragments coughed up from the lung cavities of people suffering from the disease during severe coughing.
"Ugh..."
Some doctors could no longer bear this scene. They seemed to smell the pungent smell of blood and rancid smell through the screen. They covered their mouths with their hands and rushed out of the room, vomiting profusely.
Half an hour later, all the information was played and the screen went dark.
"This is the situation. If you have any doubts or discoveries, please feel free to raise them."
After adjusting his emotions, Tu Cangcang looked at everyone in the venue and said slowly.
“It is difficult for us to have an accurate grasp of the epidemic by only watching the data without coming into contact with the patients...”
Nie Lingfeng sighed and shook his head with a wry smile.
"With only pictures and some text, without contact with the patients and obtaining first-hand information in person, it is indeed difficult to determine the most significant difference between this condition and a cold..."
A gray-haired old doctor also sighed.
Someone spoke from time to time, but the explanations they put forward were similar. They all said they had no contact with the patient and could not make a judgment.
Every word made Tu Cangcang frown.
What she wants is not these useless nonsense, but some actual content.
But soon, she felt that something was missing in the conference room.
Looking back again, she saw Ye Feng, who was deep in thought with his brows knitted into knots, and she understood what was missing in the conference room.
What was missing was Ye Feng's speech.
"Ye Feng, what do you think about this matter?" Seeing Ye Feng's expression, Tu Cangcang asked him.
Hearing Tu Cangcang's question to Ye Feng, there was a small commotion in the conference room.
Almost all the people at the meeting were old people from the traditional Chinese medicine lineage in the capital, and Ye Feng was the youngest.
Although they have all heard more or less about Ye Feng's deeds recently, in the eyes of many people, this young man is just the kind of guy who doesn't study hard and likes to impress people.
Touching the joyful pulse and removing scars are just heresy.
Real Chinese medicine is about treating illnesses and saving people, not these trivial things.
After hesitating for a long time, Ye Feng slowly raised his head, looked into Tu Cangcang's eyes, and said word by word: "I'm afraid we have to prepare for the worst..."