Chapter 14: Midnight Terror
Ye Zhenzhen took the medicine and fell asleep again in a daze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
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I don't know how long it took, Ye Zhenzhen felt that someone was shaking herself again, and when she opened her eyes again, a familiar face came into her eyes.
"Senior Nan, you came out so soon. ā
Nan Zhiqiao: "How are you feeling?"
"It's much better, it's not as cold as it was just now. ā
Nan Zhiqiao tested Zhen Zhen's forehead with his hand, and a trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows.
"Take your temperature again. Nan Zhiqiao handed the thermometer back to Ye Zhenzhen.
Five minutes later, Ye Zhenzhen took out a thermometer from under her armpit and looked at the light, forty degrees Celsius, which was 0.9 degrees longer than just now.
Ye Zhenzhen was sure in her heart that she must have been infected with a pathogenic pathogen, and her body temperature rose so quickly, it must be a very serious and deadly pathogen.
Ye Zhenzhen was in a trance, and suddenly heard a thin sound outside the laboratory, like the sound of a plastic bag opening.
It's the middle of the night, and who else is here besides the guards of the army?
Ye Zhenzhen looked up curiously at the outside of the laboratory.
Nan Zhiqiao suddenly stood in front of Ye Zhenzhen and said softly: "It's nothing to see, it's not even four o'clock in the morning, you can lie down and rest for a while." ā
The more Nan Zhiqiao stood in front of her, the more strange Ye Zhenzhen felt in her heart, is there anything outside the laboratory that I can't see?
Ye Zhenzhen half stood up curiously, stretched out her head to look out, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Through the glass wall of the laboratory, it can be clearly seen that many people wearing positive pressure biosafety protective clothing are busy building a plastic protective layer outside the laboratory, which is white and translucent, and soon covers the entire laboratory.
The outside world, which was originally brightly lit and flashing police lights, also looked blurry under the isolation of the plastic protective layer, and the crowd wearing white protective clothing also became more visible outside the protective layer.
Ye Zhenzhen sat back, thinking about the scene she had just seen in her mind, recalling the scene of being quarantined by a major epidemic in a biohorror movie before, it was exactly the same, and these were more sure of her thoughts, she must have been infected.
Ye Zhenzhen looked at Nan Zhiqiao again, and Nan Zhiqiao's expression was very calm.
Ye Zhenzhen said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I bothered you, if I hadn't received an unknown package, you wouldn't have been quarantined here, and I might not be able to see the sun tomorrow......"
Without waiting for Ye Zhenzhen to finish speaking, Nan Zhiqiao interrupted Ye Zhenzhen and said softly: "Don't say it, things are not as bad as you think, let me ask you, when you had a fever before, were you above forty degrees?"
Ye Zhenzhen thought for a while, "No, it's only about thirty-eight degrees when you have a common cold." ā
"What happens if you burn above 40 degrees?"
"I remember having a car accident when I was a child, it was only a slight bruise, but that night I had a fever of 40 degrees. ā
"Is there anything else?"
"It seems that there is no ......"
Ye Zhenzhen's head has begun to be a little confused, trying to remember, but she always feels dizzy and swollen.
Nan Zhiqiao let Ye Zhenzhen drink some hot water and lay down again, "You rest first, and leave the rest to me, don't think nonsense." ā
Ye Zhenzhen no longer had the strength to speak, so she followed the strength of Nan Zhiqiao's arm and lay back on the pillow.
In a daze, Ye Zhenzhen felt that Nan Zhiqiao had taken away her mobile phone, and vaguely heard the familiar voice of Mandarin Chinese, with her own Ye Zhenzhen's name, Wanru's name, what embassy in France, and French...... Everything doesn't really matter.
I don't know how long it took, in the haze, Ye Zhenzhen felt like her body was lying in a white cloud like cotton, and there were many angels in white around her, but the closest angel was actually Nan Zhiqiao's appearance......
When Ye Zhenzhen woke up again, the warm sunlight shone on the corner, and there was a light refracted by the glass window on the unfamiliar ceiling, and the light was slightly dazzling.
Ye Zhenzhen sat up, there was some pain on the back of her hand, she looked down, there was an intravenous needle inserted in the blood vessel on the back of her hand, and there was a hanging bottle hanging at the head of the bed, and she turned her head to look out the window, there were rows of French plane trees with lush branches and leaves, and a few small birds were parked on the tree, and the sound of birdsong came in through the window, the sound was pleasant, and it was peaceful, and the panic of isolation that day seemed to have never happened.
Ye Zhenzhen looked down at the thin quilt covered by her body, there was a faint smell of disinfectant water in the snow white, and there was a sign on the corner of the quilt, which was the symbol of a famous hospital in Paris, Hospital S.
It turned out to be in the hospital, and I didn't die, so what about Nan Zhiqiao?
Ye Zhenzhen struggled to stand up, but her head was still a little dizzy, and before she could fully get up, she sat back on the bed again.
The room is not big, but a single room, in addition to the bed, there is a sofa, a coffee table, a TV, a cup of water on the bedside table of the bed, and a landline, next to the wall of the bed, there is a red button, which is used to call doctors and nurses.
Vera Ye pressed the call button, and soon, a doctor and two nurses walked in.
The doctor was a French man of about forty, and the nurses who came in were two young French girls, wearing ordinary nurse uniforms, and did not see biosafety protective clothing, Ye Zhenzhen's heart was full of questions, and before the doctors and nurses approached, Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly asked in French: "My isolation has been lifted?"
The male doctor smiled, "Yes." ā
"Where's Nan Zhiqiao, is he okay too?"
The doctor looked dazed, as if he didn't understand Ye Zhenzhen's words.
Ye Zhenzhen remembered that this doctor might not know Nan Zhiqiao's name, so she asked again: "It's the man who was quarantined with me, how is he now?"
The doctor suddenly realized, "Oh, you're talking about him, he was discharged from the hospital yesterday." ā
"Discharged?"
"Yes, he has been asymptomatic and has been discharged from the hospital after the quarantine observation period. ā
Ye Zhenzhen asked: "After the isolation observation period, how long have I been in a coma?"
"Seven days. ā
Ye Zhenzhen: "What? Seven days! I was in a coma for seven days! I just felt like I had a sleep, how could I be in a coma for so long? Has the pathogen I was infected with been detected? What is it?"
Faced with Ye Zhenzhen's series of questions, the doctor was not in a hurry or slow, but just ordered the two nurses behind him to retake Zhenzhen's temperature and measure other vital signs, and the doctor walked to the bedside and said with a smile: "You are not infected with any germs, but you have a slight gastrointestinal reaction, and you are frightened, causing a high fever, high fever causes cerebral edema, and cerebral edema causes coma, so you will be in a coma for so long, as long as you wake up, you will be fine." ā
After hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen's head became even more confused, didn't she get infected, she just ate something cold, and was frightened, if the doctor in front of her said the truth, then she was really embarrassed, she was scared and stunned, and she was in a coma for so long, but what happened to that unknown package?
Ye Zhenzhen asked, "What happened to the bioterrorism attack at the Pasteur Institute?"