Surviving Endless Disasters

The further inside you go, the more severe the symptoms become, your body is suffering all kinds of pain, and the atmosphere becomes more depressing.

The last few rooms are occupied by critically ill patients, who are struggling on the line of life and death and may cross this line and leave this world at any time.

When you approach this ward, you can smell the smell of life that is about to pass away, which makes everyone's footsteps feel a little heavy.

All the patients lying on the hospital bed were skinny, with dark yellow complexions, eyes slightly closed, and no longer conscious.

Their relatives and friends were beside them, crying silently as they couldn't bear it. When they saw the doctor coming, they quickly stood up and asked worriedly.

While the doctors were checking the situation, Wen Zheng felt the pulses of these patients and secretly injected some spiritual energy. After a moment, he put down his hands in discomfort. This action was of no use.

When he usually comes to diagnose and treat patients, Wen Zheng will input some spiritual energy so that their bodies can persist for a while until a treatment method is developed.

This method can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. It can prolong the survival time, but it has no effect until the last moment.

Of course, if Wen Zheng bought the medicine from the system, he could still save their lives, but after their illnesses were cured, Wen Zheng had no way to explain, and not saying anything would mislead the medical team into studying the reasons why these people recovered. , but will go astray.

After checking the conditions of these patients, the medical staff felt uncomfortable, but they still tried to encourage these patients to persist.

"I...help me..." The patient in the middle opened his eyes, opened his mouth and tried his best to make a sound as thin as a gossamer, so that the friend beside him asked with concern.

Wen Zheng knew this man. He was a teammate who went up the mountain to drink water from the stream.

It can be seen from the fact that he dares to drink raw stream water that this person usually doesn't care about this, so Wen Zheng was not surprised when he saw him in the ward.

The once strong man was now lying weakly on the hospital bed. He had become skinny and bones. His eyes had lost their former brightness, and only his mouth was still trying to say something.

"Brother Li, what did you say?" His friend was half lying on the hospital bed, his ear close to Brother Li's mouth, trying to hear clearly what he had to say.

Brother Li can feel that he is getting closer and closer to death, and his current spirit is just returning to the light.

During the time when he was first diagnosed, he deeply regretted his usual behavior of drinking raw water.

There wasn't much time left for him now. He no longer regretted it, but recalled every moment of his life. The people he felt most sorry for were his parents.

"I put my savings under the bed. Help me find my parents and tell them that I can no longer support them in their old age.

"His parents raised him to such an old age and knew how sad they would be when he died.

"Okay, I will definitely find them..." Before his friend could say anything, Brother Li's nostalgic gaze gradually became distracted and he slowly closed his eyes.

The helpless feeling of life passing before your eyes deeply stimulated everyone, especially the medical staff, to study even more desperately after returning.

Brother Li's death seemed to turn on a switch, and bad news would appear every day. The base specially sent people to deal with the funeral affairs of these patients.

Standing at the door of the dormitory, you can see the thick yellow smoke rising outside the base, covering the blue sky and people's hopes.

Dr. Zhang is approaching the age of retirement. The elderly always sleep less. Dr. Zhang is worried about the fact that his patients cannot sleep well, sleeping only three or four hours a day.

"I see you here every morning when I come here. Didn't you sleep last night?" Dr. Zhang walked to the research room and was not surprised to see Wen Zheng inside.

Wen Zheng turned around and said: "Sleep, I'm young and in good health, so it's okay to miss a few hours of sleep.

"When Dr. Zhang walked in, he saw Wen Zheng looking through the patients' examination reports. The medical equipment that Dr. Fang requested arrived at the base yesterday and the patients were examined again.

The two discussed these reports. Dr. Zhang and Wen Zheng liked to talk. Young people's thoughts are always more flexible and can always give him inspiration.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Wen, what did you just say?" Dr. Zhang's eyes gradually lit up with a faint light as he listened to what Wen Zheng said.

He picked up the paper and pen next to him and started writing quickly. He might have made a mistake before and should change his mind.

When writing on paper and pen, Dr. Zhang felt confident, but after finishing writing, he hesitated, worried that he would fail again and let the patients down again.

"Doctor Zhang?" Wen Zheng's voice woke up Dr. Zhang.

Doctor Zhang took the prescription he had just written down and read it again from beginning to end. He became determined again and gave up the timidity he had just felt.

Even if the prescription fails this time, he will not give up. There are still patients waiting for him.

The new prescription was taken away by the nurse, mixed and sent to the ward.

"Are there new medicines this time?" As soon as the nurse entered the ward with the medicine, a patient with a sensitive sense of smell noticed that the smell was different from before.

"This is Dr. Zhang's new prescription, please drink it quickly.

The nurse distributed the medicine to everyone, and then asked each one with concern, "How are you feeling today?" "The patients in the ward all know that the disease they are suffering from is a new disease, and medical staff from all over the country are studying treatment methods, but there has been no progress so far.

If they had better medical conditions before the disaster, the possibility of drug development would also be greatly increased.

But it happened that after the disaster of power outage, some of them resented and cursed, but as long as they did not want to leave this world, they had to accept treatment at the base.

During the days they were admitted to the ward, they underwent various examinations and drank various drugs, but the effects of these treatments were not that obvious.

This time they used a new drug. Although they didn't have high hopes for the drug's effect, it at least showed that the base had not given up on them yet, and they drank the drug while talking and laughing.

The taste is a bit unpleasant, but they are used to it.

Chapter 177 In the early morning of this day, the crisp chirping of birds sounded outside the window. Not long after, the nurse gently knocked on the door, starting a new day as usual.

"Big Eyes, hurry up and get up, I'm going to get breakfast.

"The base will prepare breakfast according to the number of people and send it to the temporary hospitalization department. The accompanying staff will pick up the breakfast and come back to eat it with the patients.

For these patients, eating has changed from enjoyment to pain. The stomach and intestines seem to have lost their digestive function, and they will vomit out the food they eat soon. However, there are not enough infusion equipment. In order to ensure that the body gets enough nutrients, I have to force myself to eat it.

Dayan, who was lying on the hospital bed, was woken up by his roommate and looked out the window at the dim sunshine.

The days have entered autumn, the sun appears later and the weather gradually becomes cooler.

The temperatures made their lives a little more comfortable during the power outage without air conditioning fans.

Dayan felt that the quality of his sleep last night was excellent. He hadn't fallen asleep so peacefully for a long time, and he didn't have any messy dreams. The pain in his head was also relieved a lot.

“You’ve been really in trouble these days.

"Dayan sat up from the bed and looked at his roommates gratefully. Thanks to them being with him during these days of illness, he had the courage to persevere.

"We are all brothers, don't be so polite, get up quickly and wash up, then you can have a meal together when you come back.

The roommate said nonchalantly, and then joked, "Do you need me to accompany you to wash up?" "I'm not weak enough for anyone to follow me every step of the way."

"Big Eyes glanced at him dissatisfied and muttered.

The patients in the ward got up one after another. As patients with mild symptoms, they still had the strength to walk to the bathroom by themselves. However, their originally fitting clothes quickly became fat during this period. In fact, it was because they lost weight too quickly.