Chapter 1829

With the confidence to solve these viruses, Mo Wen has no objection to Zhou Jia and Guan Bingbing following them into the isolation room.

Besides, while he is removing these viruses, he also needs someone to help him. If he is alone, he will be in a hurry in the face of so many patients.

Mo Wen once took off the gloves from his chemical protective clothing. He went to the bedside, put his hand on the child's wrist, and closed his eyes. His huge perception suddenly emerged. Zhenyuan became a hot current that flowed into the little boy's body.

In Mo Wen's consciousness, the situation in the child's body is immediately clear. Everything in the child's body is checked by Mo Wen.

After careful examination, Mo Wen has already felt the entanglement of the virus. It is obvious that the virus is the source of mutation. In fact, Mo Wen has some doubts about whether the virus was developed by three families.

The reason why Mo Wen is confused is that there is a big difference between the mutated virus and the three family gene medicament composition that Mo Wen has mastered. However, Mo Wen always thinks that there is something wrong, but he can't tell for a while what is wrong.

Mo Wen's doubts are reasonable. Although Qingzhou is only a third tier city, in the final analysis, it's not those bastards who want to take advantage of Qingzhou people's kindness. However, Mo Wen thinks that the reason why vicious people choose Qingzhou must have something to do with Qingzhou's geographical environment and secret research, and it will never lead to the virus that exterminates Xing, So there must be another reason.

Mo Wen walked along the child's body carefully, and his physical condition has been understood by Mo Wen.

Sure enough, as Mo Wen expected, the virus in the child's body began to mutate immediately, at least not without any vitality. As long as it mutates, Mo Wen will have a way to deal with it.

After taking back Zhenyuan, Mo Wen took out his silver needle bag and took out the silver needle.

"How is it? Can it be saved?" Zhou Jia asked.

"It's hard to say now. If there are no variables, it should be safe." Don't ask light said, immediately his spirit a shock way: "at least not like before, helpless, as long as there is a little hope, I can't give up, right?"

"Yes, you can't give up. I'm sure you can cure the child." Zhou Jia nodded.

"Ice sister, you two go out, help me prepare a basin, put some alcohol in it, remember, the alcohol concentration should be high, the basin must be iron basin, can't use plastic basin." Don't ask.

"No, I'll be here with you." Zhou Jia said stubbornly.

"You watch outside, and when I need you, you come in again, because when the virus mutates, if I can't control it, the infected person will attack Xing to a certain extent, so you will be dangerous here, and even distract me. Go out and guard, I promise... If you are sure to be safe, when you need you, I will let you in... "Mo asked with a smile.

"But..." Zhou Jia still insisted.

"Jiajia, doctor Mo is right. You will distract him here. Besides, we can't help him at all. Let's go and help him prepare things. He said just now that he would call us in when he needs our help." Guan Bingbing came forward and said, Zhou Jia looked at Mo Wen's confident eyes, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left with Guan Bingbing.

After the two left, Mo Wen held his breath. After the virus in the child's body began to mutate, the silver needle in his hand penetrated into the boy's body from top to bottom.

Because Mo Wen needed several kinds of needling techniques to be used alternately, he had to be careful when he was in the treatment. Every time the silver needle was inserted, the child's complexion was better. In the places where the silver needle was inserted, the black, smelly liquid slowly flowed out, just like the middle-aged man just now, and the liquid was very strong, All of them were accepted by the alcohol basin that Mo Wen deliberately put under the bed.

Black liquid drops into the alcohol basin, as if alive, as if fish encounter water, swimming in the basin.

This scene surprised Zhou Jia and Guan Bingbing outside the isolation room. What virus is it and how can it have life?

"Sister Bing, what's going on? Do you see that the black liquid dripping from the child's body is actually alive? Is the virus we found this time a kind of poisonous insect? " Zhou Jia asked in surprise.

"I don't know if it's a poisonous insect. From the blood we take from the patient's body, the virus will not be an insect. One thing is certain. The reason why Dr. Mo asked us to prepare an alcohol basin is to get the source of the mutated virus. He may have thought of how to break the virus, And... This virus is a kind of living source... "At this point, Guan Bingbing was also eclipsed and murmured:" this is terrible... If there is no doctor Mo, we are afraid that no one can do anything with this virus. If it is not for him, the people in the medical team will be helpless... The consequences are unimaginable... "

"Well!" Zhou Jia knows that Mo Wen's medical skill is so superb that many medical practitioners can't guess it.

"Keep quiet and watch!" Guan Bingbing made a silent movement and continued to watch Mo Wen's treatment.

Every time, Mo Wen's needling speed is extremely fast, but the child's condition is relatively serious. Mo Wen gives a mixed solution, which makes him full of silver needles. Maybe he promised the child's mother and Nai Nai to cure the child's disease in a few days, maybe he can't bear to let the child continue to suffer from the pain, or maybe the virus in the child's body is special, Don't ask if you have used your mind to this child, and don't dare to relax a little.

After the silver needles pierced into the boy's body, Mo Wen looked attentive. From top to bottom, he flicked slightly at the end of each needle. He started very fast. He flicked or touched more than 100 gold needles in less than a minute. While touching these silver needles, Mo Wen delivered Zhenyuan into the child's body and pushed it hard, The part where the child was punctured, the black liquid flowed out more and faster.

If Guan Bingbing and Zhou Jia were in the isolation room, they would be fumigated by the stench released by the black liquid. It can be said that they were extremely ugly. A stench came from the whole isolation room.

Mo Wen has been controlling his breathing. The smell is really bad.

Some members of the medical team outside the isolation room also know acupuncture, and some of them are experts. An old man exclaimed: "no one can compare Dr. Mo's acupuncture skills... These skills are long lost. At such a young age, they are so many and powerful, It's really powerful... It's worthy of the name of the miracle doctor... It's worthy of the name of the miracle doctor... "

"You see, the needle keeps moving all the time." Someone asked in surprise.

"This is the genuine Qi that Dr. Mo said before. He is using genuine Qi to stimulate the virus in the child's body and expel all the virus in the child's body. This is the highest level of medical skills. It's amazing. It's really amazing. Dr. Mo's medical skills are really talented and learned." The old man was full of praise for Mo Wen's medical skills. What they saw today was the highest level of Chinese medical skills.

The onlookers, except for Zhou Jia and the old man who spoke, all looked at the fog. They didn't understand. Mo Wen just gently pulled out the end of the needle, and the needles were shaking all the time. After a few minutes, the needles slowly came to a standstill. Mo Wen tried again. He reached out and played them again, Then the needles trembled at once.

But this time, the shaking of the needles lasted for a short time. In less than two minutes, the needles stopped.

Mo asked for the two iron pots that Zhou Jia had just found. There were more than half of the alcohol in the two iron pots. One was used to hold the black liquid, and the other was used to clean the essence.

Mo Wen put the basin beside the bed, and then grabbed the child's body. With the other hand, he pulled out the silver needles one by one at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Every time he pulled out a silver needle, Mo Wen would wash the child with the alcohol in the iron basin. After pulling out the silver needle, Mo Wen put the alcohol basin aside and said with the walkie talkie: "sister Bing, Jia Jia, You come in and take the black liquid in the alcohol basin to Professor Qi for laboratory test. It's said that it's the highest purity virus that has just been extracted. Let him be careful. This virus can shield infection only under alcohol. "

The person outside is tiny a Zheng, the virus is not already extracted? How did this come out of the source? Don't ask what it means? Is it the patient's blood extracted by Qi Lijing before, not the virus source?

Zhou Jia and Guan Bingbing were stunned. They looked at each other and quickly opened the door.

Two people carefully do the processing, the iron basin slowly out of the isolation room.

When Qi Lijing nervously analyzes the source of the virus, Mo Wen continues to treat the patients infected with the mutated virus according to the previous method.

Although there are not many six patients, if one patient is not cured, Mo Wen will consume a lot of real yuan. It can be said that to treat these six patients, Mo Wen will still consume a lot of real yuan. If not, he will collapse in the isolation room.

However, Mo Wen knows better than anyone that he can't fall down. If he falls down, the mutating infected person will become a bloodthirsty monster. That's the beginning of the disaster at that time. Therefore, every time a patient is cured, Mo Wen will have a rest before the virus mutates, and take the opportunity to recover some physical strength for the next treatment.

After Liu GuoXuan dealt with the things in his hand, he came to the outside of the isolation room and saw that the vital signs of one patient after another had returned to normal. He was really relieved.

However, looking at Mo Wen sweating and weak, Liu GuoXuan stood outside the isolation room, really pinching a sweat for Mo Wen