Chapter 1900

"Xiao Yun, wake up!" Yang Xiaotian was very scared. You know, before the outbreak of Mandela virus, it was transmitted through blood!

Now there is a wound on Wang Jingyun's arm, which means that the probability of her being infected is greatly increased!

"Yes? Brother Xiaotian When Wang Jingyun went out, he wandered around a little and felt very tired. Originally, the laboratory was in the compartment of the room. The living room came out and the bedroom was on the corner.

Wang Jingyun this kind of disposition, naturally won't because of Yang Xiaotian that tone strict exhortation, put these words to heart.

If you can put it in mind, Yang Xiaotian will not be so nervous now.

"What happened to the wound on your arm?" Yang Xiaotian drinks low.

"Oh, this one." Wang Jingyun looked at the red line on his arm, tilted his head and thought about it, then said vaguely“ It seems that when I was cleaning up the laboratory yesterday, I saw a mouse not move. Then I tried to get it out, but unexpectedly, it didn't die. Then when I touched it, it suddenly grabbed me

"You..." after hearing Wang Jingyun's careless tone, Yang Xiaotian wanted to catch her from the bed and throw her down. But after seeing Wang Jingyun's bloody eyes because he was doing experiments with him, Yang Xiaotian's anger suddenly turned into deep pity.

"Ah... You silly girl... Why can't people worry less?" Yang Xiaotian gently on her forehead, and then carefully to cover the quilt to Wang Jingyun“ You're tired, too. Have a good rest. I'm going to make something delicious now. By the way, have you recorded the story of the mouse? "

"Well, yes." Wang Jingyun nodded in a hurry.

She can see that Yang Xiaotian seems to be a little angry. As a doctor, she also knows the possible consequences of being scratched on her arm by a mouse doing the experiment.

But even if it is really infected, Wang Jingyun is not afraid.

She believes in Yang Xiaotian, unconditionally.

Even Mandela virus is one of the viruses that cause headaches in the medical field all over the world. But Wang Jingyun still has full trust in Yang Xiaotian. She believes that Yang Xiaotian can develop the drug in the remaining time.

And now, there is no relationship between Wang Jingyun and Yang Xiaotian. After all, in this situation, it takes a lot of time for Yang Xiaotian to go out to give medical staff a physical examination - only the sick people can be detected by the instrument.

If they are medical staff, they can cover up these by some means.

But Yang Xiaotian's pulse, even if is conceals again good, also may investigate. Of course, Yang Xiaotian is only responsible for the medical staff. If tens of thousands of soldiers and thousands of people specially responsible for the health of the barracks also ask Yang Xiaotian to do it, Yang Xiaotian can't finish it in one day.

At that time, let alone Yang Xiaotian to do the experiment, just give the people in the barracks physical examination, is enough to let Yang Xiaotian to tired.

"Thirty six mice... Hiss..." looking at the experimental report, Yang Xiaotian's heart can't help but take a breath of cold air. Although Yang Xiaotian did all the experiments by himself, Wang Jingyun did all the tasks of recording the experimental reports.

I don't know. I'm scared.

This No. 36 mouse is the only one that has been holding on for several days since the first batch!

"Can't you say..." Yang Xiaotian resisted the surprise in his heart, and then carefully took the No. 36 mouse out of the glass box with rubber gloves.

He took a little blood out of his body with a needle and started the experiment immediately.

The first drug, in fact, failed.

More than 100 mice in the experiment group and 70 mice in the experimental group didn't die after they were infected with Mandela virus. However, after Yang Xiaotian took the medicine, the next day, 36 mice died directly.

With such a high mortality rate, Yang Xiaotian lost confidence in his first drug.

Now, looking at the active new ingredients in the serum of mouse 36, Yang Xiaotian began to speculate in his heart that it might be his first experiment, although the drugs tested were based on the body size of mice.

But after all, in terms of dosage, it's still a little bit larger.

After all, the body size of mice is too small, which is much worse than that of humans in nature. The control of dosage, even a little more, may not have much impact on human beings. But for mice, it may have been a little lethal.

However, now that we have found the serum that may cure Mandela virus, we are not in charge of so many things. If we don't do the experiment now, isn't it a waste of life?

Said to do, Yang Xiaotian immediately began to busy up.

On the one hand, the serum of No. 36 mouse was injected into the body of other mice with matching blood group. On the other hand, Yang Xiaotian also made the injection of Xin into the body of other mice in accordance with a smaller dose of the first drug.

Then, the camera is aimed at the mouse, modulation to the clearest. Then he threw his clothes into the stove, burned them, washed them carefully, and then came out of the laboratory.

"Brother Xiaotian, I'm hungry!" Seeing Yang Xiaotian come out of the laboratory, Wang Jingyun ignores the possibility that he may be infected.

For a foodie, he can live and die, but he is still pursuing food tirelessly. Wang Jingyun is really a simple and even silly cute eater.

"Don't hurry. Put your arm in." Yang Xiaotian apologetically smile, he this busy, forgot the time.

Three or four hours have passed. There was still a little bright sky outside. At this time, I don't know when, it has become dark.

If it wasn't for sleepiness, after Yang Xiaotian returned to the laboratory, Wang Jingyun would have gone to sleep. Otherwise, I'm afraid she won't make it to this time.

"Oh." Yang Xiaotian is proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine, so it's natural for him to feel his pulse when he stretches his arm.

Wang Jingyun has seen Yang Xiaotian feel his pulse. After all, the ability to feel his pulse at the beginning has successfully made a lot of fans among the big soldiers in the Chinese peacekeeping forces.

After all, there are not many fans of martial arts novels.

Even people like chuck and Morse can be turned into two idiots by Chinese martial arts novels.

Not to mention, in addition to training, these big soldiers who are full of energy in the army have little place to vent.

In the library, in addition to borrowing military related books, many of them read novels about martial arts.

For the country and the people, chivalrous.

This kind of thought is exactly the spirit that soldiers need. In the army, there will be some similar books.

And the soldiers who often read these books, for the ideas to be conveyed in these books, will naturally inadvertently print and kill their own hearts.

In the definition of chivalry, they have their own understanding. But in martial arts novels, acupuncture, pulse feeling and other things often appear. They don't see it that often.

After all, it takes too long for TCM to accumulate. Western medicine, however, is relatively easy to get started.

"Hoo... OK, OK." Yang Xiaotian took his hand back and said with lingering fear.

"I'm not infected with..." Although Wang Jingyun's character belongs to the kind of careless, but in the end, no one wants to die like this.

As a soldier, though a doctor. But Wang Jingyun hoped that the place where he died was not lying on the hospital bed, but on the battlefield or other places. For example, disaster areas, such as the rest of the place.

And now if infected, Wang Jingyun will walk out of the laboratory without hesitation and leave Yang Xiaotian.

Just as Yang Xiaotian did not hesitate to use her privileges, but also tried her best to protect Wang Jingyun from the Mandela virus.

For Wang Jingyun, Yang Xiaotian's life is even more important than her.

If really infected, even if Yang Xiaotian how to say, she will not get along with Yang Xiaotian.

"So you know how nervous you are?" Seeing Wang Jingyun staring at himself, he looks silly and lovely. Yang Xiaotian's heart is not only angry, but also sad.

Not angry to Wang Jingyun's head up for a while, in see Wang Jingyun holding the head, wronged looking at himself, Yang Xiaotian heart unconsciously rose a touch of sweet.

Although this girl is a headache, she is also a lucky star.

"Silly girl, let me tell you something."

"I'm pregnant?" Wang Jingyun looks at Yang Xiaotian in surprise.

"Er... How long has it been since we did it? Can you get pregnant?" Yang Xiaotian had been brewing a good mood, was interrupted by Wang Jingyun, directly almost choked.

"Oh, also..." Wang Jingyun said a little lost.

Although she has always been in the imperial capital, she knows a lot about what happened in Southeast Asia and Yunnan Province.

In Yunnan Province, Yang Xiaotian meets a woman named Yi Jiaxin, who already has his daughter. Song Qingshan, another woman who became Yang Xiaotian earlier than herself, but became a good thing later than Yang Xiaotian, is now pregnant with Yang Xiaotian's child.

It's absolute nonsense to say that you don't envy in your heart.

Any woman who falls in love with a man, the most eager, is that they can have a love crystal with their beloved man - children.

It's just that two people have to work together in this matter.

"Hoo... Listen up." Yang Xiaotian smiles and says“ Mouse 36, it's a successful case