Nine Hundred and Forty-Two The Effect Is Too Strong

A few days later, Qiongzhou Base Affiliated Hospital.

At the end of summer and early autumn, the sun is shining brightly. Standing in front of the window and looking far into the distance, you can see the beach in the distance and the waves rolling up to the beach.

The Qiongzhou base is no longer what it used to be. Not only has the area expanded a lot, but the facilities are also far from what they used to be. This hospital was originally a local tourist resort. It was almost abandoned after the insect disaster broke out. It just happened to catch up with the expansion of the base a few years ago, so It was directly assigned to the Qiongzhou base as a sanatorium. Later, because the name of the sanatorium was too hateful, it was assigned to the base hospital to serve as a high-end ward.

However, no matter how many people want to live in this place, the main task here is to isolate astronauts returning to Earth and to rehabilitate seriously injured military personnel.

Just as Ye Han was looking at it, there was a sudden soft sound on the door. The isolation door opened with a hissing sound, and a tall female nurse came in carrying a stainless steel tray.

Her face was buried in a wide and thick mask, and even her eyes were covered by a pair of protective glasses.

The isolation level of the ward is very abnormal. The inside and outside of the isolation area are completely isolated. Even the air cannot circulate. The internal exhaust equipment is turned on 24 hours a day. Even if the doors and windows are opened, no virus-carrying dust will float out of the window. .

Ye Han curled his lips helplessly: "Another injection?"

The nurse looked at Ye Han in front of the window with a smile in her eyes: "Chief, this is the last shot."

"I believe you are the one who has the devil!" Ye Han muttered, rolling up his sleeves obediently, "Isn't it just one shot? Isn't this already more than a dozen shots?"

The nurse replied while disinfecting Ye Han's arm: "If there are no accidents, this is the last shot."

Ye Han was too lazy to talk to the nurse anymore: "Just tell me when I can go out."

"The effect must be determined, but the minimum is no less than seven days!" The nurse picked up the syringe, skillfully inserted it into Ye Han's upper arm, and slowly pushed the medicine into the deltoid muscle.

Ye Han felt a slight dull pain in his arm. He moved his arm out of habit, and the slight discomfort disappeared immediately: "There are still four days, okay. Hey, you said this matter is causing trouble, and the police station is not so careful about detention." Keep it tight!”

The nurse was amused by Ye Han's words, and her eyes turned into crescent moons with laughter: "Chief, you are so funny."

"Forget it, I just couldn't hold it in and babbled a few words... Hey, I can't go out, can you let others come see me?" Ye Han suddenly asked.

"In principle, no." The nurse said, "This is an isolation area."

The implication is that it is impossible to enter and exit casually.

Ye Han sighed helplessly: "What about setting up a reception room or something? The prison allows visitors, so why can't you just do it here?"

This was too unreasonable and rogue, but the nurse still persuaded her with a good temper: "Chief, it's useless for you to tell me. I can't make the decision."

"Then help me ask the person who can make the decision. Then hurry up and get the test results as soon as possible so I can go out." Ye Han said.

The nurse sweetly agreed: "That's okay, I'll ask for you, but I can't guarantee whether it's okay."

"It's okay, it's a big help if you ask for me." Ye Han grinned, and at a glance he knew he was happy.

The nurse left with the tray and came back a short while later. She inserted a needle into Ye Han's elbow and drew some blood for testing.

Ye Han kept thinking about what his blood could test, but what little knowledge he had about biochemistry came from his wife, and he couldn't think of a reason at all, so he gave up after a while.

He thought that the nurse would come and tell him immediately after the results came out, but he didn't expect to wait until night and there was no news.

Ye Han is in trouble, even if it doesn't work, why don't you just come over and say something, why don't you just leave me here and don't care?

It wasn't until the next morning that the nurse walked into the isolation room carrying a tray.

Ye Han knew who was coming as soon as he saw those eyes, and couldn't help but joke: "Isn't it the last shot yesterday? Why did it change to today?"

He had no intention of asking the nurse why she didn't come yesterday.

His identity was there, he was also a senior colonel officer. It was too cheap to embarrass a young nurse.

The nurse was a little embarrassed: "No injection, just blood drawing."

Ye Han rolled up his sleeves and muttered: "Didn't you smoke yesterday? What's the matter, didn't you smoke enough?"

"No." The nurse disinfected skillfully. "The test results came out yesterday, but they were a bit...well, too exaggerated. Our director said that we must do another test today."

After finishing speaking in one breath, the nurse found the blood vessel, held her breath and inserted the needle in. Dark red blood immediately flowed into the vacuum tube.

"Exaggeration? What's going on?" Ye Han immediately grasped the key point.

The nurse unplugged the half-full vacuum tube and replaced it with a new one: "They said the medicine was too strong and asked me to ask you if you have been constipated these past few days."

Ye Han was stunned: "Yes, this is happening, and it's getting more and more serious in the past two days."

"That's right." The nurse pulled out the needle and asked Ye Han to hold the eye of the needle. "Not only did the immune enhancer work, but it was surprisingly effective. It killed all the probiotics in the intestines..."

"I'll go, is that so exaggerated?" Ye Han felt bad, "So I will have to avoid eating it in the future?"

He didn't know much about probiotics, but he knew that people couldn't digest cellulose. The bacteria in the intestines help decompose the cellulose that people eat, and the decomposition product is methane, which is the main component of farts.

"I don't know that either." The nurse shook her head.

Ye Han's face darkened: "Then what do you know?"

The nurse said: "I know that your immunity is very strong now. No matter how powerful the virus is, you are not afraid of it. You can't be infected by the level 4 virus."

Ye Han pressed his arm and asked: "What do you mean by level 4 virus?"

"It means those particularly powerful viruses." The nurse said, "such as rabies, AIDS, Ebola and smallpox."

"Oh my God!" Ye Han was so shocked at the time, his eyes sparkling, "Hey, does this mean I can go out right away?"

The nurse was so confused by Ye Han's gaze that she almost thought this person was I was so depressed that I wanted to do something to myself. I heard Ye Han's words. I was relieved, but also a little disappointed: "It should be. The results will be available after the test today. You still have to ask Director Jiang whether you can go out."

Ye Han is not a young man, but he is a senior officer. There are not many senior officers of this age in the whole army. More importantly, the families of senior officers are treated by the state. If you can get one, you can at least have enough food and drink, not to mention how your life will be in the second half of your life...Ye Han only knew to ask when he could go out, and never mentioned his wife and children.

"Okay, I know, you tell Director Jiang and tell her to come to see me immediately when there is a result!" Ye Han said impatiently.