Ye Zhenzhen looked around, and all the white-clothed staff members ran in one direction.

That direction is the isolation ward of Senior Nan!

Ye Zhenzhen's head banged, could it be that Senior Nan had an accident?

He ran in the direction of the isolation ward, and when he ran to the door of the buffer room, he was stopped by two white-clothed staff.

Ye Zhenzhen was anxious and angry, and shouted, "Why did you stop me?"

"Miss Ye, Mr. Xiao Nan is rescuing, I can't let you in. ”

Hearing that Nan Zhiqiao was really in danger, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't care about others blocking her, so she wanted to rush inside.

Suddenly, a hand took Zhen Zhen's arm, and the voice of assistant Ah May sounded, "Miss Ye, you can't help when you go in, don't mess up the medical team, you don't want the doctors to be distracted, do you?"

Ye Zhenzhen stopped, calmed down, and stood in place without moving, "I can't help, I can only wait for ......"

Minutes and seconds passed, and the doctors who went in to participate in the rescue came out an hour later.

Seeing Dr. Mu again, Ye Zhenzhen rushed forward, stopped in front of Dr. Mu, and asked, "How is Senior Nan?"

"It was just an accident, but now everything is going well, you can go in and see him now. Mr. Mu made his usual smiling expression.

Ye Zhenzhen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the attending doctor said that it was okay, and Senior Nan should be out of danger.

Through the buffer room, put on protective clothing, and entered the P4 isolation ward area again, Ye Zhenzhen saw that on the hospital bed in the transparent plastic cover, Nan Zhiqiao was lying quietly on it, the quilts and sheets on the bed were all newly replaced, white as new, and there was no sign of the emergency rescue just now.

Nan Zhiqiao has another tube on his body, a thin and soft white tube, through the newly opened opening in the upper chest, constantly removing the blood congestion in the lungs from the body, and the originally white tube, against the background of the blood congestion inside, turns red and black.

Ye Zhenzhen's heart hurt, she held back the tears she was about to leave, sat down in front of the hospital bed again, picked up the fairy tale book, and continued to read the fairy tale.

The fairy tale books were changed one after another, and the doctors who came to inject Nan Zhiqiao with the pink potion also came and went, and every two hours, a doctor would come to inject the pink potion.

Seeing Dr. Mu, Ye Zhenzhen asked Nan Zhiqiao's condition, "When will Senior Nan wake up?" ”

Dr. Mu's answer was, "Because Mr. Xiaonan's internal organs are severely damaged, in order to reduce the pain caused by the tissue repair process, we used a small amount of tranquilizer and painkillers during the treatment, which will keep Mr. Xiaonan asleep all the time. ”

Dr. Mu's explanation sounded very reasonable, and Ye Zhenzhen didn't think much about it and believed it.

For the rest of the day, Ye Zhenzhen was still reading the fairy tale book, and twelve hours later, the interval between the doctor's injections of the pink potion became longer, to every four hours, and this state lasted until the next morning.

Ye Zhenzhen also accompanied Nan Zhiqiao all night without sleeping, and the next morning, Nan Jianguo appeared again in the P4 isolation ward.

After knowing that Ye Zhenzhen hadn't slept all night, Nan Jianguo ordered: "Zhenzhen, you go back and rest first." ”

Ye Zhenzhen was just about to refute, but Nan Jianguo added, "I have a few words to say to Zhi Qiao alone." ”

This reason is good, although Nan Zhiqiao has been in a coma now, and when he talks to him, I don't know if he can hear it, but since his father asked for this, Ye Zhenzhen can't be cheeky here, so after saying hello, he turned around and left.

Returning to the replication room, Ye Zhenzhen looked at the familiar environment around her, and when she fell asleep, she fell asleep on the bed.

When Zhen Zhen woke up, it was already the afternoon of the same day, and she hurriedly ran to the P4 isolation ward, Nan Jianguo had already left, and she had a lot of questions to ask, but now she had no chance.

Assistant Ah May also brought a message from Nan Jianguo, during the night, in order to ensure the rest of the patient, Ye Zhenzhen could not stay in the isolation ward.

No matter what the reason is, since Nan Jianguo asked for this, Ye Zhenzhen had no chance to refute it.

In the next few days, during the day, Ye Zhenzhen accompanied Nan Zhiqiao in the isolation ward, and went back to the replication room to rest at night, and the interval between the doctor's injections of pink medicine for Nan Zhiqiao also became once a day, from that day on, Nan Jianguo only came twice at night, but Ye Zhenzhen did not see him, and in the next few days, Nan Jianguo never appeared.

A week later, the maculopapular rash on Nan Zhiqiao's face gradually faded, and the red-black skin that had become red and black due to Ebola virus infection also returned to normal, and Nan Zhiqiao became handsome again.

After another week, the various tubes on Nan Zhiqiao's body were gradually withdrawn, and only a few instrument wires were connected to his body, monitoring vital signs, and the various values on the instruments had been very stable.

In the third week, the attending doctor, Dr. Mu, informed Ye Zhenzhen that Mr. Xiao Nan was recovering well and could be transferred to a general ward, and the corresponding protection level would be reduced, and at the same time, the tranquilizer and painkillers would be discontinued, which meant that Mr. Xiao Nan would wake up soon.

When Ye Zhenzhen was excited and happy, she found out that the ordinary ward in Dr. Mu's mouth was Nan Zhiqiao's bedroom in the copy room.

Nan Zhiqiao moved to his bedroom on the weekend of the third week, and Ye Zhenzhen stayed by the bedside, and two hours later, Nan Zhiqiao slowly opened his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Ye Zhenzhen's face crying with joy, and then looked around, it was the bedroom she was familiar with.

"Senior Nan, you're finally awake!"

"Zhenzhen, how did I end up here? I remember I've been in Sierra Leone, West Africa, and I've had Ebola......"

Nan Zhiqiao subconsciously raised his hand to look at his arm, which was once covered with maculopapular rashes, but now it was smooth, and the skin was even better than before, as if it was reborn.

Ye Zhenzhen told Nan Zhiqiao in detail about what happened recently.

Figuring out the ins and outs of the whole thing, Nan Zhiqiao was silent for two seconds and asked, "Is this room underground now?"

"Well, Senior Nan, you really don't know that Nanmu Group has such an underground base?"

"I don't know, although I also have a certain understanding of the Nanmu Group, but I haven't really heard of this underground base, and I haven't even noticed any clues about its existence. ”

Ye Zhenzhen also wondered, it seems that this underground base does have secrets.

Nan Zhiqiao sat up from the bed by himself, looking in good spirits, Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly found a pillow and leaned against Nan Zhiqiao's back.

"Zhenzhen, bring me my phone. Nan Zhiqiao asked.

Ye Zhenzhen hesitated for a long time and said: "There is no signal here, you can't make calls, and the computer network signal is also limited. ”

Nan Zhiqiao quickly reacted, "You have been here for almost a month, how did you contact the outside world?"

"Assistant Ah May will forward my message. ”

Nan Zhiqiao's face was slightly angry, and he said sharply: "This is house arrest, how dare he do this!"