Jiang Yiming came to the outside of the city of New Delhi on Mars, and stopped, and no one opened the door for him, although he had pressed the call button on the gate more than ten times. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He flew more than twenty meters into the air, came to the top of the city, and looked inside through the thick glass. There was only a dead silence, no one walked on the street, and the citizens seemed to be suddenly empty.

"Dead? I don't think there's such a virus yet. Didn't you say before that only three or four thousand people died? ”

Jiang Yiming gasped when he saw this, the mutant virus was so powerful that it destroyed a city with a population of more than 10,000. You must know that this is not the Middle Ages with backward medical conditions, nor is it a chaotic Africa, but a modern society with advanced medical technology, which has actually fallen under a virus.

He made a full round and didn't see a single living person, so he flew towards the nearby ASEAN territory. For this city full of mutant viruses, he has no idea of opening, in case this virus adapts to the Martian environment, it will be infinitely poisonous.

Jiang Yiming had been to Hanoi several times, knew where it was, and soon came to the top of the city. Fortunately, although there were no pedestrians on the road, ambulances with red cross emblavings on them kept coming out to pull patients in the direction of the hospital.

He had just landed at the door, when a small sealed cabin opened next to him, and a slightly strange English accentuated, "It's Mr. Jiang outside?" It's so good that if you come, we will be saved in Hanoi! ”

Jiang Yiming had heard that the next Martian city in the Association of Southeast Asian Nations would be named Jakarta, and the next would be called Kuala Lumpur. This method of rotating names is very popular in such alliances, and it can reconcile the contradictions between them.

"How's it going? I've just been to New Delhi, and there's not a single living person in sight, and I can't see an ambulance on the streets, it's like a dead city. ”

The man in the orange spacesuit said with a bitter face: "It's terrible, the number of sick people has exceeded 2,000, and the number of dead is as high as 300, and the citizens are worried about safety." If it weren't for the blockade of all the spaceships, I'm afraid there would have been a riot. ”

Jiang Yiming nodded, did not say anything, and there was not much sadness on his face, the dead were neither nationals of New Australia nor Chinese, and he didn't even bother to pretend.

The receptionist pretended not to find out, and his tone was still full of gratitude and relief: "But as soon as Mr. Jiang comes, this mutant virus must not be a big problem, and it will be solved soon." ”

Hehe, Jiang Yiming smiled and nodded slightly, but he didn't admit it. The mutant virus has not yet been seen, and he doesn't dare to pack a ticket to definitely solve it. Otherwise, if it can't be completely solved, the face will be ugly.

After entering Hanoi City, he immediately noticed that the air here was different from the outside world, filled with a faint fierce aura, which was not normal at all. Even if he had been to many hospitals on earth, and the heavily polluted places had not felt such a strong evil breath as here.

The receptionist, who took off her spacesuit, revealed a delicate female face in the shape of a melon seed, which was very in line with the aesthetics of East Asia. When she saw Jiang Yiming, she frowned, and she sighed in her heart, and asked, "Mr. Jiang, did you find something wrong?" Please let me know and I will report like above. ”

Jiang Yiming said directly: "The air in this place has been polluted and full of mutated viruses, if possible, you should dispose of the air." ”

Deal with the air matter, but Hanoi's task, he didn't care about it after he finished speaking. It was the receptionist who informed the city hall with a nervous look.

After coming to the hospital, Jiang Yiming found that the ferocity here was even stronger, not to mention the patients, even if a healthy person lived here for a long time, he would be infected with diseases.

He said, "Start with the mildest illness to get the patient." If I cure one, I have to let him leave the hospital, and I can't delay him, you know? ”

"Uh-huh!" The receptionist was stunned for a moment, and the Bluetooth headset in his ear rang out. After that, she kept nodding her head like a chicken eating rice.

Jiang Yiming didn't pay much attention to the receptionist, his trip was to curb the spread of mutant viruses, and if these people didn't do what he ordered, they would never be reluctant. But if there is another outbreak of the mutant virus in Hanoi after that, it will be completely out of his scope.

"Come here, Mr. Jiang, we have put the patients with mild symptoms in Building 2." The receptionist's crisp voice said, like a yellow bird.

Jiang Yiming walked over and entered a ward painted with white paint, and saw that there were ten beds in this room, which was very crowded, and there was only a narrow passage in the hallway. Moreover, the shape of these beds is not uniform, some are hospital iron frame beds, and some are wooden beds, which look a little incongruous.

"It's really because there are so many patients, we don't have that many beds, so we have to pull the residents' beds over." The receptionist's face darkened and he said sadly.

Jiang Yiming glanced at it slightly, but he didn't care, and with a wave of his right hand, a faint green light enveloped ten patients. In fact, he doesn't have to use his hands at all now, he can do it with just a movement of his mind in the realm, but in order to behave normally, he still uses gestures.

Ahem, ahem, the ten people in the ward coughed even more, as if they wanted to cough out their lungs. For a while, the whole room was filled with loud coughing sounds, and the receptionist's little face turned white with fright, hiding behind Jiang Yiming.

Poof, a patient's face turned red, he grabbed his neck with his right hand, and pulled some tissues with his left hand to quickly cover his mouth. By the time he took the tissue, it was already full of thick black and red phlegm, and it was full of a large bag.

"It's so comfortable! Now my lungs no longer itch, and my coughing has stopped. It's like being alive again. ”

Immediately afterward, the others covered their mouths with tissues and spat out thick phlegm that had accumulated in their lungs. After that, one by one they became normal and never coughed again.

"Mr. Jiang, you, you are amazing!" The receptionist looked at Jiang Yiming with adoring eyes, and his two big eyes revealed a deep admiration.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang!" "Thank you so much, or I'd have died on Mars." "Are you Vietnamese? It's a shame, if you were, Hanoi would be safe. ”

Jiang Yiming ignored these acknowledgements and walked towards the other ward. These people are grateful, and it doesn't do anything for him.

Walking through the wards, he saved more than 1,500 people, and the other 500 patients died because of the virus. Despite this, Hanoi officials were already excited, clapping hands at each other in celebration.

"Okay, I'm going to go to another city, that's it for now."

"Ah, Mr. Jiang, what should I do if there are new patients who are swollen?"

"Let's put it first." (To be continued.) )