Mixed Miners

Venezuela...?

Yang Ling is confused. Recently, he has not paid much attention to the news. Of course, an ordinary international cooperative medical team is not worthy of publicity. This kind of medical activity does not know how many years, but only a few doctors, domestic media. Generally, they only care about the leadership to eat and drink, and there are various meetings and activities.

Doctor... The doctor is here to help the NDRC and the Ministry of Health carry the black pot.

Also, since it is a medical team, if this thing can be transmitted, it should be more than one person, Shen Shushu, who has this disease. Does other medical personnel and those local people have this strange disease?

Thinking of this, he went outside the ward and pulled out his mobile phone to dial a long string of numbers 8. Soon the phone was connected, and the sound of the stick was familiar and bleak.

"Wow, boss, you finally remembered the younger brother, is there anything?"

Yang Ling was not in the mood to talk to him. He said directly: "You can help me scan the specific location of the cooperative medical team in China and Venezuela last month, as well as collect local conditions, especially patients, to see if there are local people. An acute strange disease, it is best to have videos and images, the more detailed the better."

"Good boss!" The stick heard Yang Ling's tone very serious, so he promised very quickly.

After the call, Yang Ling returned to the ward, and after a while, the phone promptly rang the message.

There is not much information sent by the stick, it is about the medical team in Venezuela.

In Venezuela and Brazil, Colombia, a place called Kukui, because the Amazon rain forest has died in a large area in the past two years, a large number of refugees and civilians flocked to the region to pan for gold. It was originally a border with the three countries, very chaotic, guerrillas Many black forces, such as anti-government armed forces, gangs, drug dealers, etc., are gathered here. The high-density insects in the mountains are not raging. Various forces often attack each other to seize the site. The living environment of civilians is very poor. Many people are infected with flu-like infectious diseases, and more than 100 people have died.

Due to the impact of the war and the decline of the oil economy, Venezuela’s original national economy has almost collapsed. The government simply did not have the energy to manage this. It had to seek help from the international community through the Red Cross, except for the Shen Yufei sent by the Chinese government. Seven or eight countries have sent medical teams, all of which are stationed near Kukui.

The information sent by the stick is still relatively detailed. Yang Ling roughly looked at it. The local disease is a kind of infectious virus similar to Zika, which is transmitted by mosquito bites. Although the mortality rate is relatively high, with the help of the international community, It has begun to be contained and the area of ​​communication has not expanded.

As long as it is not such a terrible parasite!

Yang Ling couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. At this time, a middle-aged doctor with a slightly grayish hair in his fifties was coming in.

Yang Ling glanced at the doctor's badge and rubbed his hand in his pocket. He handed it out with a black certificate. "Doctor Cao, I am Guoan Teke, this patient needs immediate isolation treatment!"

"Ah?" Ding Xiaojuan and Sun Xiaojing couldn't help but stand up in surprise.

There was no expression on the doctor's face. After opening Yang Ling's certificate, he gave him a few eyes and said to him: "We started isolation testing and treatment from the time we received the patient, but no infection was found in this patient. The virus, pathology, bacteria and other pathogens, the hospital has also organized a team of experts to consult, do not need to continue to isolate, and ... this patient has stopped several vital signs, I suggest you still comfort the family, prepare for the future!"

The doctor’s words are very direct and ruthless. In this case, he has encountered countless times a year. He has long been numb to the death of life and never bends around.

The three women in the room suddenly cried together.

Yang Ling is silent for a long while. The doctor on the earth is not good at all, and he can't find the reason at all. The things in the body that look like hyphae and the cyan in the liver are estimated to be super strong. The power of the spirit can be perceived.

Sun Xiaojing is now also a meta-environment. The power of the spirit is a hundred times more than that of ordinary people, but she has not seen it. How can these doctors see the source of the disease in the patient?

He remembered the last cool pearl, and his heart sighed slightly. I don't know how many unknown species and secrets are hidden on the earth?

"Doctor Cao, trouble you to send all the examination reports of this patient first!"

Yang Ling is too lazy to waste more water with doctors. At present, there is no inspection condition. It is impossible for him to show the doctors he sees to the doctor. To cure Shen Yufei, he can only rely on himself, and he must be as soon as possible.

"Okay!" The doctor nodded and turned away.

At the same time, he was also curious in his heart. The patient's illness is indeed very strange, and the hospital has already reported the patient's condition to the superior unit according to the relevant system, but why is it not the person from the Ministry of Health but the person from the National Security Branch? ?

And it is still such a young man who seems to be only seventeen or eight years old.

Cao Xianwang quickly returned to his office and asked the assistant to send all the information of the patient named Shen Yufei to the ward.

As a chief physician ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a professor of Chinese medicine, a clinical professor who enjoys the allowance, although he is very curious about the pathology of this patient, he has no time to study, his subject is not in this aspect, and Even if it is researched, what?

He shook his head and sighed to start another job. The death of a patient was sighing, but the hospital still lives with unknown critical patients and is waiting for him to be treated.

Death, for humans, for any creature, it is impossible to escape the fate, only in the morning and evening.

Yang Ling did not wait in the ward for a long time. A young male doctor sent a thick test list and a report sheet. Yang Ling did not advise the three women. Instead, he spent a few minutes licking these inspection reports. After reading it, almost all the tests showed that the patient's body was all right.

Yang Ling sighed and turned to look at Shen Yufei lying in the bed of the bed, and then looked at the detector on his wrist and said to Sun Xiaojing: "Xiao Jing, it’s almost afternoon, you will accompany Ding Aunt and you to eat. Take a break from the children, I am looking at Uncle Shen here."

Sun Xiaojing knew that Yang Ling might have to start treatment. There were many things that could not be known to outsiders, so he whispered for a while, and helped Ding Xiaojuan leave the room. (To be continued.)