() Time is very urgent, two hours, suppressing the condition of more than 100 patients, even if this suppression does not take much time, it is definitely not an easy thing, this situation, is completely a race against time, it can be a race against time is not an exaggeration!

Tang Long had already known about the situation in Sichuandu through the train conductor, but Tang Long didn't expect that, after all, the outbreak of this plague was too fast and too fierce, and no one knew what the situation would be when the people sent by Chuandu arrived, no one dared to predict it, and they didn't dare to predict it. ◇↓頂◇↓◇↓◇↓,

Put together!

Now Tang Long only has one thought in his heart!

This kind of fighting, not only to fight time, but also to fight his ability, whether he can live!

More than a hundred people, even if it is just to suppress the condition, this kind of suppression, for Tang Longlai, a single person may be completely negligible for his consumption, but with such a large number of people, can it be so easy?

At this time, Tang Long had already let go, in order not to waste time, he even 'took' two bottles of flames with good packaging directly from his luggage, even if others looked at him with strange eyes, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

While drinking, help the patient suppress the disease!

Am I a maverick?

Love, we don't care at all!

Condemn yourself?

This is even more nonsense!

Besides, by now, even the conductor has fallen ill, and the only few people who are still awake are not many, and they are also dizzy, in this case, who is in the mood to condemn him?

"It's been an hour, and there are 51 people who have successfully suppressed!"

An hour has passed, and Tang Long is the only one left who can still stand. In the whole carriage, the silence was terrifying, if it weren't for the fact that they didn't know what was going on, the people who first saw this scene would definitely think that everyone inside was dead!

Now, Tang Long felt that time was getting more and more urgent. At the same time, there is a sense of foreboding.

Although 50 people were suppressed at a time due to the time wasted at the beginning, if you try hard, you should have no problem completely suppressing all the diseases.

But only Tang Long himself knew that this was only because that was the reason in the first place!

In the beginning, there were people who brought patients to him at that time, and this alone saved him a lot of time.

And now?

What about the situation?

One by one, the people who helped him had fallen. Is this kind of calculation still time-sufficient?

Even if he didn't count the consumption of spiritual power, at the cost of raising the level to recover, he knew that one time, this was definitely not enough!

"And speed up!"

Tang Long gritted his teeth, secretly ruthless in his heart.

But is there anything he can do to speed things up?

Think about it. There is no way at all!

And it's simply impossible!

You know, now he. It's not that there is a lack of treatment, the key is speed!

This kind of suppression, even if he tried his best, he couldn't get up fast at all, because the rank of the doctor's sub-profession had completely restricted him, which was his biggest shackle now!

In the blink of an eye, it was half an hour again. There is only half an hour left, and after another half an hour, there may be a dead person, but Tang Long's progress is still not improving. Half an hour, he tried his best, but he only helped 19 patients to suppress the disease, because no one helped, this efficiency was reduced by one-fifth compared to the beginning!

One and a half hours, 70 people, this efficiency ......

Tang Long could only smile bitterly.

I silently calculated in my heart, this is just more than half of the number of people, even if this plague does not necessarily break out in two hours, but this kind of 'not necessarily', who dares to bet?

This situation is undoubtedly a huge pressure on Tang Longlai, and this kind of pressure directly makes him almost breathless.

"Is it really just a matter of giving up, and you can only look at the will of heaven?"

Rarely, at such a critical moment, Tang Long actually stopped, he looked at nearly half of the patients who had not been suppressed by their condition, and hesitated in his heart.

This kind of hesitation came very suddenly, but this hesitation was not because of anything else, but a kind of doubt and self-reflection that after trying his best, he could not get the result he wanted.

He silently looked at Yiqiē in front of him, but kept asking himself in his heart: "There is still half an hour, there is no doubt, half an hour, it is absolutely impossible for me to suppress all the patients' conditions, with my current speed and current situation, half an hour, I can help at most twenty people, or even less than twenty people." What about the rest of the patients? What if one of these patients has the kind of person who has an outbreak at the age of two......"

In this daze, it was half a minute, maybe he suddenly figured out something, he let out a long sigh, and said helplessly: "Alas! ~It would be nice if we could find the real source of the disease, so maybe there is any other way, but now ......"

Shaking his head, this idea is too naïve, rats are not the source of the disease, just plague carriers, or just the source of the plague, not the source of mutant plague, how easy is it to find the real source of the disease?

His idea, at most, is just a thought, and it is impossible to realize, and he himself knows this very well.

What he can do now is to save one while there is still time, there is no other way.

All right!

In fact, there is no way at all, and it is not absolute, he can also rely on his own eyes to give priority to those who have a strong dead qi on his body for treatment, because the closer to death, the stronger the dead qi on his body.

Although the intensity of this dead air seems to be about the same, it is better than nothing, and it can buy a certain amount of time.

But how much time can this method buy?

It's just a drop in the bucket!

There are still ten minutes left, and the expert group that was supposed to arrive has not yet arrived, and there are still 0 people left who have not suppressed the disease, and in twenty minutes, Tang Long only helped 14 patients to suppress the condition this time.

By now, Tang Long had already felt truly powerless, it was a feeling of obviously having strength, but there was nowhere to do it.

0 minutes, 14 people, this is already Tang Long's limit!

There are still ten minutes left, no, plus the time he won by looking at death with his eyes, it may be eleven or twelve minutes, this time, 0 people, he can help up to 9 people, that is, some of them are about to face the crisis of death!

"1 person, even if it is two hours, is only the lowest outbreak frequency, but with this kind of time, it must not be much more than the maximum time that can last? The probability of a dead person is more than seventy percent ......"

By now, it's time for a real countdown to death!

Every second that passes, these 1 people get closer to death, and according to Tang Long's own calculations, if this development continues, there will be a probability of nearly seventy percent of dead people!

That is, if nothing else, when the time comes, people will definitely die, it's just a matter of more and less!

Up to now, even Tang Long, who has always remained calm, has sweat stains on his forehead, and that kind of invisible pressure can really suffocate people! (To be continued...... ）

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