Chapter 222 Matsumoto's Solution

"Teacher, what is the 4...40-grade severe plague?"

The doctor was also startled by Matsumoto's panic.

I heard from others that this teacher participated in World War II and killed many Chinese.

He has seen many patients, why did he panic after seeing this patient?

"Asshole, quickly notify the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to block the entire hospital, and then report to the top leaders, there is no time."

Matsumoto said anxiously again.

He had no time to explain to others that this super-severe plague developed by Xiaori during World War II is highly contagious.

Now everyone in Songtao District is probably infected.

Even if he is wearing protective clothing, he dare not guarantee absolute safety.

The plague they studied combines the characteristics of septicemic plague and pneumonic plague. It can be transmitted through fleas, water sources, air droplets and other channels. In addition to complete isolation, there is no effective blocking method at all.

The group also knew the seriousness of the situation and ran to make phone calls.

At first, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department thought it was a false alarm. What era is this? Wasn't the plague extinct long ago?

But Tokyo Hospital called again and again, and even called Minister Oda directly.

"What? Plague? Director Okamoto, are you kidding?"

Oda received a call from Ichiro Okamoto, the director of Tokyo Hospital.

"Director Oda, I'm telling you solemnly now, I'm not kidding. Now all exits of our hospital have been closed."

Oda realized that Okamoto was not lying this time, and immediately reported the matter to the top management.

Immediately sent people to Tokyo Hospital.

Kitano and others received the order and responded quickly.

After all, the sarin gas incident had just happened and many people were on standby at any time, fearing that such an incident would happen again.

A group of doctors sat in the conference room of Tokyo Hospital.

"Teacher Matsumoto, can you tell us what the No. 40 severe plague is now?"

Someone asked impatiently.

This concerns the lives of everyone in the hospital. Some of the doctors who were with them just now have started to have a fever.

If it is not resolved, these people are afraid that they will die here.

"Mr. Matsumoto, please speak."

"Matsumoto, since you know, please come up with a treatment plan as soon as possible."

"Please, Mr. Matsumoto, I don't want to die."

Matsumoto sighed after a series of requests.

"The so-called No. 40 plague is also called tiger plague. The person who named it hoped that it would be as rampant as the German Tiger tank. No. 40 refers to the No. 40 experimental subject. In the winter of 1943, in the puppet state of Manchukuo..."

Matsumoto seemed to be recalling the past, telling about the research on No. 40 plague.

He remembered that the No. 40 experimental subject was a young man with a large frame. Due to long-term malnutrition, his whole body was skinny and his ribs could be clearly seen.

Matsumoto injected different plague bacteria into him at the same time, including bubonic plague, pneumonic plague, septicemic plague, etc.

He still clearly remembered the wailing of subject No. 40 all day and all night. In order to get the super plague, he continuously injected streptomycin, penicillin and other antibiotics to keep subject No. 40 alive for a whole week, and also suffered for a week.

Even when a big hole had rotted out of his abdomen, subject No. 40 was still alive.

It was not until he accidentally discovered from subject No. 40 that the super bacteria with drug resistance combined with septicemic plague and pneumonic plague ended subject No. 40's life.

Now he still remembers the last words of subject No. 40. Although half of his tongue has rotted, he can still hear it vaguely: "Little devils, you will be punished."

A group of people fell silent after hearing Matsumoto's narration. No one spoke, and the conference room was very quiet.

"Ahem... But I don't regret it. For the Little Days Empire, I don't regret everything I did."

Matsumoto cleared his throat and sat up straight. Everything he did was for the Little Days Empire.

"Yes, I support Mr. Matsumoto. If it were me, I would do it without hesitation."

"Salute to Mr. Matsumoto!"

A group of people didn't care about the crimes Matsumoto committed in China.

"Then Mr. Matsumoto, how to treat the No. 40 severe plague?" asked the doctor in the corner.

Compared to shouting for the little country, he still cares more about his own life.

When the others heard it, they also quieted down and looked at Matsumoto with burning eyes.

"Among the more than 10,000 people who died in Xinjing, Manchukuo, one-third were our soldiers. If there was a treatment plan at the time, they would not..."

Matsumoto felt sorry for the death of the little soldiers, and had no guilt for other Chinese who died of plague.

When a group of people heard the news, they all looked pale and sat decadently on the chairs.

"But..." Matsumoto said with a smile.

"Hmm?" A group of people came to life again.

"But after the Xinjing plague, I found a way to treat the No. 40 plague." Matsumoto smiled mysteriously.

A group of people were overjoyed. As long as there was a solution, they would not die. After all, this was a hospital with a full range of medicines.

Matsumoto did not want to sue, and directly said: "The combination of kanamycin and streptomycin.

Kanamycin can inhibit the protein synthesis of plague bacteria by irreversibly binding to the 30S ribosome." (Don't try it, I'm just making it up!)

In order to test this method, more than ten experimental subjects died under his hands.

"And a lot of kanamycin is needed!" Matsumoto continued.

"Don't worry, teacher, we'll get ready right away."

A group of people were overjoyed and ran out to make arrangements.

"Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet..." Matsumoto waved, but because his voice was too low, none of the excited doctors heard him.

He hasn't told them the specific ratio yet, forget it, let's wait until they get the medicine.

‘Young man, you are just not stable! ’

...

"Brother, I just received news that Tokyo Hospital has been sealed off. You can't enter or leave!"

As soon as Zhang Dongxiu received the news, he immediately came over to report.

Li Qing was stunned for a moment, "Can't enter? Anyone?"

"By the way, my subordinate said that only patients from Songtao District are allowed to enter. It seems that the medical staff are all wearing protective clothing.

Vehicles delivering medicine have been stopped and are not allowed to enter. "

Zhang Dongxiu scratched his head and said.

Li Qing frowned and fell into deep thought.

He knew that due to the sarin gas outbreak, large quantities of sarin gas antidotes such as apintol and pralidoxime were transferred from various places in his childhood.

In this case, the medicine is not allowed to be sent to the hospital, which means that there is something more serious than sarin gas in the hospital.

‘Did Qiaoxia Cheye succeed? Well, it's not impossible. ’

"Ao, let the young master go and see what's going on, and stay away! Let him take action if necessary!"

Ao nodded.