Kant shook his head at the end, lifted the curtain and walked out.
And walked out of the tent.
Kant, who took off his overalls, asked the captain of the medical team: "Has it been confirmed that this soldier is infected with the plague?"
"Yes. Basically, it can be confirmed." The captain of the medical team replied heavily.
"So, did any of the medical soldiers who took care of this soldier last night also contract this disease?" Kant asked hesitantly.
The medical captain took a deep breath and replied: "Although no early signs of this disease have been found outside the body, in order to ensure that the virus is not leaked, the three soldiers who took care of this soldier last night have all been taken to other tents. They have been quarantined internally. We will confirm their physical conditions at any time."
What happened on the way back was a heavy blow to the person in charge of the medical corps.
Now I can only pray that this situation is still within the controllable range.
Kant nodded, and asked worriedly: "Based on the current situation: Will the illness of the soldier in the camp pose a threat to his life?"
"The patient's body temperature has far exceeded the standard for normal people. Now the functions of various systems in the body are gradually weakening. It may not last for two days." The medical captain replied.
Kant frowned tightly, the severity of this sudden plague was far beyond his expectations.
"Now the plague is still within the range of a few people, and it must not be allowed to continue to spread." Kant warned sharply.
"Take orders." The medical captain replied.
Back in his camp, Kant immediately sent a message to the captain of the guard, asking him to come and see him immediately.
Kant sat in front of the desk of the desk, propping his forehead with his hands, immersed in worries and worries.
"Lord." Not long after, the captain of the guard arrived at the tent.
"Come in," Kant said.
The captain of the guard walked to Kant's desk and knelt down to salute.
"You know what happened in the army, right?" Kant said after gesturing him to stand up.
"Yes, I heard the news from the soldiers of the medical corps." The captain of the guards also had a heavy tone in his tone.
"Your soldiers also know?" Kant raised his head and asked.
"No, in order not to cause panic. The news was not spread," the captain of the guard replied.
"Well." Kant nodded and said, "I came to you this time because I want you to help search for information about soldiers infected with the plague. You can go to the companion of the infected soldier and ask: How many days did this soldier die?" He started to feel uncomfortable before, and where is his main activity place in the past few days."
"Received, do you have any other arrangements for the lord?" the captain of the guard asked.
"Well, an order is issued to all soldiers not to approach the tents of soldiers infected with the plague at will. Anyone who violates the law will be dealt with by military law." Kant ordered sternly.
"Take orders."
After receiving the task, the captain of the guard immediately bid farewell and left the camp.
In Kant's mind: He knew how badly the plague could spread. Even the most glorious cities in ancient civilizations were almost destroyed by an outbreak of plague.
Today, their group is still trekking in the desert, and the medical equipment they bring with them is relatively simple. In the face of such infectious diseases, there is no use at all.
The lives of soldiers infected with the plague could not be saved, and they could only hope that they would not mistakenly bring people carrying the virus into the main city.
In the afternoon, the captain of the guard returned to Kant's tent with the collected information.
"How?" Kant asked.
"Two soldiers who were close to the infected soldier said that about three days ago, the soldier's physical strength seemed to become weaker, he often coughed, and told others that his chest hurt. But they They thought it was a common illness caused by the temperature difference in the desert, so everyone just suggested that the soldier go to the medical team to get some cough medicine. They didn’t care much about it. Until the later period, the soldier didn’t eat or drink for a whole day. The soldier found something abnormal, and when he was taking him back to the camp to rest, the soldier fainted from heatstroke."
"Well, did the soldiers drink the cough medicine that the medical team gave to the soldiers?" Kant asked after thinking for a while.
"I didn't drink it. We found the original bottle of medicine in the soldier's storage cabinet, and the medicine inside has not been touched." The captain of the guard replied and added: "I heard from others: it seems that this soldier has never liked to drink medicine. .”
"Okay, you continue." Kant replied.
"Then I asked them about the scope of the soldier's activities in the past few days. They said they didn't know much about it. Because the soldier usually walked around the barracks after eating Chinese food and dinner. Specifically, he went to They haven't followed anywhere." The captain of the guard continued to state.
"Then the cause of this plague infection must become a mystery." Kant read silently.
"The fellow soldiers didn't seem to know that someone in the army was infected with the plague. When I told them not to approach the tent where the medical soldiers were stationed, they were still asking me how the soldier was doing." The captain of the guard continued.
"Okay, tell the captain of the medical team what you know as soon as possible. This is relatively important information for him," Kant confessed.
"Take orders." The captain of the guard responded.
Kant followed the captain of the guards out of the tent and watched him leave.
Looking at the sky outside, it is almost evening now.
Because of such a sudden incident, the progress of today's day was also delayed.
I don't know how the medical soldiers are dealing with the situation.
Kant was walking in the barracks, and happened to see soldiers of the medical corps, wearing protective clothing, coming out of a tent holding a pile of soldiers' clothes, utensils, etc. thrown into the previously lit fire.
Kant took a few steps in that direction, and heard a guard following closely behind a leading medical soldier screaming and asking, "Why burn all these things?!"
The medical soldier didn't say a word, but silently continued to throw the things in his hands into the flames.
Thick smoke rose above the flames, and the medical soldiers near the fire quickly took two steps back, and the guard who kept questioning loudly was also pulled away from the scene by several medical soldiers.
Kant witnessed the whole process and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
After all, in the end, even the body of the infected soldier will be buried in one of the fires in this wilderness.
(end of this chapter)