C1042 We're Just as Sad
C1042 We're Just as Sad
When Yang Guoyong received the news, she immediately rushed over and brought Hee Zhennan and the other important people to accompany him to observe. The only missing person of the city committee, Duan Fei, was currently recuperating at home. He did not die, and was rescued by Yang Ping from the cave.
Duan Fei wanted to die together with Yang Ping, and was even willing to sacrifice himself, but in the end, he failed. Yang Ping really wanted to get rid of this disaster. With Duan Fei here, the Dragon City's ability to respond to danger would be greatly reduced if Duan Fei stopped them. This was not what Yang Ping wanted to see, but he was willing to give Duan Fei the chance to see his future performance.
At this moment, Yang Ping had developed an unrivalled aura, even if it meant that she still did not regret her actions in the end, she did not mind sending him off.
"These are the patient treatment reports."
Yang Guoyong received the stack of documents handed to him by the secretary. There were two words on it that were confidential, and said in a serious tone: "Yang Ping, I request that you be able to save them.
It was hard to bear thinking about it. If over a thousand people died during his time in office, Yang Guoyong would never be able to accept such an outcome, not to mention that their political future had been ruined.
His eyes were red, and she'd been awake all day, exhausted. However, Yang Guoyong did not rest, as she was concerned about the situation of the patients in the detention center 24 hours a day.
The secretary could not bear to persuade him to rest, so when he was scolded by Yang Guoyong, who would be able to sleep under such circumstances?
After reading the report, Yang Ping nodded and said, "Let's go and see the patient's condition."
Arriving at a confined room, airtight, with patients in serious condition locked up. Yang Guoyong was extremely familiar with the illness, and extremely familiar with the patients in charge of the jail. While explaining the specific situation, she also looked at Yang Ping's face.
"Open the door." Yang Ping said.
Yang Guoyong's expression changed, and she quickly said: "It's very dangerous inside, the patient bites anyone he sees, and spread it through his blood. "It's better to be careful."
Yang Ping laughed, and shook her head: "Secretary Yang, open the door, I can handle this."
Since she could not beat Yang Ping to it, Yang Guoyong indicated for him to open the door.
The confinement room opened.
The two blood covered monsters pounced forward, shocking the official behind Yang Guoyong. Her face was ashen, and she subconsciously sat on the ground. Only Yang Guoyong stood straight and stood on the same side as Yang Ping.
Bang!
The two patients collided with a layer of defensive membrane formed from Qi and were bounced back. However, they did not feel any pain and rushed forward again.
Yang Ping frowned, and looked at the patient coldly.
An extremely dangerous aura spread out, even though the patient was insane, he still had his instinctive fear. He was extremely fearful of Yang Ping's Qi, and with two moans, he kneeled on the ground.
The people beside him were dumbfounded.
The door to the Reflection Chamber closed.
Yang Ping's figure did not enter the room, but the moment he entered and the door closed, everyone felt that his back was extremely tall. The old martial artists who had muddled through the government for many years, saw the scene in front of them and were extremely shocked.
The Reflection Chamber was pitch black, but it did not stop Yang Ping from treating the patient. He released a wave of intimidating aura, and two patients with severe injuries obediently lay on the ground. After checking, Yang Ping sighed, this was not a virus from the cave, but a different type. It was as he had expected, the Ebola virus from Africa.
Ebola virus was usually transmitted through blood and [sex]. To be able to infect so many people in such a short period of time, it had to be an improved version of the virus. Yang Ping only thought of Doctor J, a person who had the ability to improve and spread through a large area of Dragon City. This person was a scientific eccentric. He was ruthless, merciless, inhumane, and could do anything.
Yang Ping felt sad that since Zhu Yan was cooperating with Doctor J, it meant that she had a part in the monster attack. On the mountain slope, Yang Ping had instinctively killed Doctor J and let Zhu Yan go, it was not because Doctor J was easier to kill than Zhu Yan, but because she was afraid of Zhu Xi's relationship.
Zhu Xi and Yang Ping both knew that Zhu Yan was in between the two of them. Once Zhu Yan was killed by Yang Ping, it meant that their love would lose to reality.
No one could accept being together with a man who had killed his father, even if his father had done many heinous things.
This had nothing to do with emotion or reason.
Yang Ping heaved a sigh of relief, pulled her thoughts back to reality and took the initiative to treat the patient. Using Five Elements Acupuncture with his current strength, dealing with the improved Ebola was not a difficult task.
Yang Ping quickly treated the two and came out of the confinement room.
Yang Guoyong asked anxiously: "How is it?"
Yang Ping nodded her head, and laughed: "Secretary Yang, please ask for your help. After two severe patients are treated, blood was drawn from their bodies to make serum, it should be able to treat the others."
Yang Guoyong held tightly onto Yang Ping's palm, she was so moved that tears streamed down her face, and she choked: "Thank you, thank you so much …." Knowing that more than a thousand people could be saved, he couldn't help but cry out of joy.
The official beside started clapping, and looked at Yang Ping excitedly.
Yang Ping did not linger, and quickly left after explaining a few things she needed to pay attention to. Coming to the prison to treat people infected with Ebola was purely an internal responsibility that had nothing to do with Yang Guoyong's request.
When he returned to the infirmary, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
Since there was still no call from Hidden Treasure Pavilion, it meant that the time was not up yet. Yang Ping didn't know what kind of medicine the Fishing Master Gourd was selling, so she decided to just return to her room to rest. Through the window, she looked at the night sky and the top floor of the Huahang Edifice under the night sky. The light in the CEO's office was often lit up, and the person next to the window was still working overtime.
Yang Ping silently watched and thought, if everything was fated, she might as well not recognize them. From the moment they met, knowing each other and falling in love, it had actually only been a short three months.
In these three months, Yang Ping had experienced far too many life and death experiences, and it was as if she could see the pain fate had brought him. If she did not participate, perhaps Zhu Xi would still be living a lonely life as a CEO.
But life has no ifs...
Yang Ping thought of the figure at the bottom of the hill again. In her mind, she gradually removed the darkness from her mind, removed it, and returned it to her extremely beautiful face that was worthy of adoration.
Pearl!
Yang Ping firmly grabbed onto his blanket and thought to herself, Ming Zhu, why did you avoid me? Why can't we face it together?
Right now, he hated himself for not being strong enough. If he was grand enough, no one would dare to bully him, or even mess with his woman. But he was still too young, and was only at the middle stages of the Subsaint. It was difficult to deal with Saint's Late Stage, but what about the Great Sage?
The battle strength of the Great Saint Stage was a chasm that Yang Ping was unable to overcome.
It was because the Great Sage was too strong, and he wasn't going to fight on the same level.
Yang Ping missed Ming Zhu very much tonight, and really wanted to know what she was doing now. Was she fighting against the darkness, or did she need someone to accompany her?
Fighting in the dark was a difficult task.
Yang Ping understood him better than anyone else.
Because he had experienced too much, he missed the Pearl even more.
Ming Zhu, where are you?
Yang Ping sighed, restraining the sadness in her heart. Looking out the window, she saw that a guest had arrived at the infirmary. That person had walked with the same sadness and yearning as him.