Chapter 253: Rescue!
"No other monster spiders?"
Dumbfounded, Du Zhong discovered a problem.
If there are other monster spiders around, why is this monster spider playing dead?
Is it a trap?
Suspicious, he stepped forward.
Step by step, he approached the monster spider.
"Crunch ......"
The sound of double cries on the snow was heard.
Just as Du Zhong walked in front of the monster spider, the monster spider that was pretending to be dead suddenly moved.
I saw that it was on all fours, like an octopus in the water, and suddenly jumped high, and then a white tooth, an incomparably strong filthy breath, like saliva, spurted out of its mouth.
It looks like saliva, but as soon as you spit it out, it rises in the wind.
In the blink of an eye, it swelled into a black air mass the size of a swimming ring.
The air mass attacked Du Zhong, trying to wrap it up.
"Not good!"
Du Zhong's face froze, and he hurriedly flew out.
When he observed it before, he found that the filthy aura in this thing's body was unusually strong, even several times stronger than that in the plague patient's body.
With such a violent filthy qi, he didn't dare to take it lightly even if it was an energy protector.
He wasn't sure if he would be able to withstand the filth.
Even if it can resist, who knows if the monster spider will spit out again?
"Crunch."
After retreating ten meters in a row, Du Zhong stopped.
"Hiss......"
Behind the filthy air mass, the monster spider opened its mouth and hissed, and the green light in its eyes was even worse.
"Hmph."
Du Zhong snorted coldly.
He could tell that the monster spider was showing off his might.
"You're trying to stop me?"
With a cold snort, Du Zhong chuckled, his figure flashed suddenly, and he instantly bypassed the filthy qi, and from another angle, he quickly rushed towards the monster spider.
"Shhh
The monster spider suddenly stretched out on all fours and screamed.
Before Du Zhong rushed over, he jumped backwards, jumped into the deep snow, and disappeared in an instant.
"Huh?"
Du Zhong frowned, but his footsteps did not stop.
swept to the place where the monster spider disappeared, and hurriedly crouched down and slapped it down with one palm.
Sweep the snow off the ground.
When I looked at it, what appeared in front of me was actually a hole with a circle of only one palm, which was unfathomable.
"Unexpectedly, I was deceived by it and let it run away."
Du Zhong shook his head and smiled bitterly, he found that he couldn't underestimate any animal.
Xiaobai is like this, and so is this monster spider.
I actually magnified the trick before running away, and I don't know who I learned it from!
"There are too many concerns."
Then, I sighed helplessly, which was a pity.
If he didn't worry about whether the monster spider had its own kind, he would have been confident and would have caught it.
It's a pity that time doesn't wait.
I just don't know when I missed the opportunity this time and when I will find it again next time.
"I didn't notice any filth or anything else around me."
Standing in place, looking at the palm-sized hole at his feet, Du Zhong frowned and thought.
"In other words, there is a high probability that the plague will spread from the casserole on its body."
In a whisper, Du Zhong nodded to himself.
Immediately, he looked back at the filthy air that was still floating on the snow.
The mind moved.
"Let's see if we can resist this mess."
Do what you think.
Du Zhong immediately stepped forward and came to the side of the filthy air mass.
Immediately, the energy in the body surged.
Streams of energy gushed out through the palms of the hands.
Under the control of Eucommia, the energy flow spread out rapidly, forming something similar to an energy cover, wrapped in a filthy air mass.
Then, another stream of energy was separated, and the filthy air mass was isolated into several pieces.
"Yes."
After doing these actions, Du Zhong was overjoyed.
These filths, unlike those in the plague patients, do not fight against energy at all.
In other words, although this filthy air mass looks a little terrifying, it is hardly aggressive other than infecting the human body.
Getting this result, Du Zhong nodded with satisfaction.
The next time, if you encounter a monster spider again, you won't be so passive.
Not to mention one, even if there are ten hundred, Eucommia can be at ease.
"It seems that to find out the root cause of the plague, we can only wait for the next opportunity."
With a soft sigh, Du Zhong stepped back.
In the chase that lasted more than ten kilometers, the monster spider was obviously frightened, and now he must not find it, who knows how many passages there are underground for him to escape?
The only way is to wait.
Wait for it to appear next time!
Turn back from the back mountain.
As soon as he returned to the entrance of Jingsha Village, Du Zhong saw a lot of people gathered on the streets of the village.
Standing at the forefront were the village party secretary and several soldiers.
These people's faces all showed panic and anxious sorrow.
"What's wrong?"
Du Zhong hurriedly stepped forward and asked
"Dr. Du, you're finally back!"
As soon as the village party secretary saw Du Zhong coming, he immediately greeted him and said anxiously.
As soon as the words of the village party secretary fell, the surrounding villagers immediately gathered around.
One by one, they looked at Du Zhong with a pleading face.
A few of them almost burst into tears.
"What's going on?"
Du Zhong hurriedly asked.
"There are a few plague patients in the village, and they are going to die!"
The village party secretary explained anxiously, "Now there is no medical team here in the village, the heavy snow has closed the mountain, and people can't be sent to the hospital, you are the only doctor in the village, and you can only rely on you!" Now we're looking to other ways, and we're absorbing it like this, and the whole village is finished! ”
Can't do it anymore?
Du Zhong was stunned for a moment, he had confirmed that he had gone to see the first infected village chief before, and it would not be a problem to last for another ten days, so how could it suddenly not work?
The village chief's words immediately resonated with the surrounding villagers.
"That's right, it's a disease here, this is Lord Yama collecting troops......"
"It's only been a few days, how can people live like this......"
"If this continues, no one in the village will be able to escape, and all of them will have to die."
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die......"
All around, the villagers looked frightened, and some of them were even trembling with fear, and their spirits were crumbling, as if they were going crazy.
The threat of death is already in everyone's mind.
Even if they escape, there is no place to go now that the snow is covering the mountains!
"My child's father has done everything in his life, why should God do this to us?"
"That's right, my son never fights, he has always kept to himself, why did he get this disease!"
"I beg you, I beg you, save my child......"
Around Du Zhong, several women began to cry.
Tears flowed, which made people look very sad.
There was a woman who simply sat down on the ground, and without saying a word, she was so hung on to her face, and let the tears roll down her face.
"Don't cry, aren't you trying to figure it out? Let's listen to what the soldiers and doctors have to say! ”
The village party secretary immediately shouted, took a deep breath, frowned, and looked eager.
The surroundings immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at a few soldiers and Du Zhong.
"In this situation, there is no way to send patients to the hospital, the snow is so heavy that the snow is knee-high, and it is difficult to walk a few steps out of the village."
One of the warriors opened his mouth with a deep groan.
"Yes, if it weren't for this snow, the patient would have been sent to the hospital a long time ago."
The other fighter also looked anxious.
"Why don't we carry the patient on our backs to the hospital in town?"
Suddenly, a voice came.
As if grasping a life-saving straw, everyone turned their eyes to look.
It was another warrior who spoke.
Several warriors immediately glanced at each other, discussing the feasibility of the future.
"No way!"
At this moment, Du Zhong, who had been pondering, suddenly spoke, vetoed the warrior's suggestion, and said: "On this snowy day, the body's energy is lost too quickly, and you are afraid that you will not be able to survive the hospital." And according to the patient's current situation, in this cold situation, I am afraid that it will not work if he has not been sent to the hospital yet. ”
"What then?"
The three warriors immediately became bitter.
The people around him also looked bitter.
"I'll try it!"
Eucommia took a deep breath.
If the plague could be cured, he would have started to treat people a long time ago, but the key is that it can't be cured, and the only way is to suppress it.
And he wasn't sure if the energy in his body could suppress so many patients.
The most important thing is that he is still unclear about the patient's current situation, and the patient is dying, even if he suppresses the filthy qi in the patient's body, he may not be able to pull the patient back from the line of life and death!
"Where's the patient?"
Du Zhong asked immediately after deciding.
"In the quarantine room."
Seeing that Du Zhong was willing to help, the village party secretary could only put all his hopes on Du Zhong, and hurriedly said, "I'll take you over." ”
Afterwards, a group of people followed behind the village party secretary and walked towards the end of the village.
Soon, under the leadership of the village party secretary, Du Zhong came to a newly built brick house at the end of the village.
The brick house was surrounded by walls and had nothing but a door.
Not even the air vents were left.
The first time he saw the isolation room, Du Zhong frowned tightly.
"In order to prevent the spread of the plague, the isolation room has no windows, only a few ventilation spaces are left on the roof."
The village party secretary explained.
As he spoke, he opened the door of the isolation room.
"We ......"
Just as Du Zhong was about to walk in, the village party secretary suddenly spoke, said two words and hesitated.
"Wait outside for news."
How could Eucommia not see it.
In this case, no one dared to enter the isolation room for fear of being infected.
If when the plague first appeared, it could only be regarded as a strange disease, then now, it is equivalent to a terminal illness.
Mortal terminal illness!
"Good, good."
The village party secretary immediately nodded in agreement.
Then, under the gaze of a crowd, Du Zhong walked directly into the isolation room.
As soon as he entered the room, Du Zhong saw eight patients.
There were no beds in the room, all bunks on the floor.
All five patients were lying on the floor.
Each patient's face was extremely pale, his cheeks were sunken, and he looked extremely weak, and some of them were even so thin that he couldn't bear to look at them.
"There's a child."
In the corner of the room, Du Zhong found a little boy of eleven or twelve.
The child's breath was short, his face was flushed, and his immature face was covered with a fine layer of sweat, as if he couldn't breathe.
Du Zhong immediately walked up.
Upon closer inspection, it was found that the child also had a strong smell of filth in his body.
Immediately, he reached out and touched the door of the child's head.
The little boy was found to be having a fever.
When he looked around again, he saw that the others were in the same condition as the little boy, all gasping for breath.
"If it goes on like this, it won't last a day."
Du Zhong frowned.
He didn't expect this plague to be more severe than he had imagined.
I didn't have time to think about it, so I immediately mobilized energy, instilled it into the little boy's body, quickly poured it into the little boy's body, and began to suppress the filth in the child's body.
Because the filthy qi in the patient's body was so strong, Du Zhong had to mobilize the energy of the whole body.