Outside the room.

"What is this?"

Looking through the glass wall, looking at the series of movements of Du Zhong, as well as the spell that inexplicably rose into the air and suddenly spontaneously combusted, Swift's face suddenly changed, and he opened his mouth to ask, "Is it a magic show?" ”

Obviously, no one answered him.

Subsequently.

"What the hell is he doing?"

Seeing the dark gray smoke coming out of the spell after the spell burned, Swift was stunned for a moment.

Is Du Zhong playing tricks on him, or is he curing the disease?

It's a fucking show, right?

Just when the various expressions on Swift's face kept rotating.

in the room.

At the same time as the spell is burned, the energy in Eucommia's body moves, which is to quickly replenish the patient's body by pressing the energy handprint on the patient's stomach and activate the patient's immunity.

During this period.

On Du Zhong's face, sweat continued to seep out.

By the time he pulled his hand back from the patient's stomach, he was already sweating profusely.

The whole person was extremely tired and gasped.

Turning his head to look in the direction where Swift was, he opened his mouth and said, "It's cured, let's go check it." ”

"Huh?"

At this moment, Swift, who was standing outside the room, was completely confused.

That's good?

A plague that various experts all over the world can't treat, and Eucommia can be cured by just performing a magic trick?

There are thousands of disbeliefs in my heart.

However, Swift did not dare to deny it easily.

After all, Eucommia has already spoken.

Whether he denies it or not, the next step is bound to be checked.

One test result is enough to prove everything!

"Go check!"

Swift ordered.

Soon.

Several epidemic experts took the patient away, and Du Zhong was escorted back to the prison cell by several super soldiers in an extremely exhausted situation.

Slightly.

The epidemic experts walked out of the examination room, with a copy of the test results in hand, and found Swift with a look of disbelief.

"General, the results of the inspection are in."

The epidemic expert handed the test results to Swift.

"How did it turn out?"

Swift asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Alright."

The epidemic expert put on a look of disbelief at all, and opened his mouth to say: "It's really good! ”

"What?"

Swift was shocked.

All right?

Is the plague cured?

Did Eucommia really cure the plague?

Shocked, Swift picked up the test results in his hand and looked at them.

Suddenly, the whole person fell into extreme shock.

Before he got the results of this examination, even if he was killed, he didn't want to believe that the plague, which the people of the world feared and could not do anything, would be cured by a few simple actions of Eucommia.

But now.

The moment he saw the results of the examination, Swift was completely dumbfounded.

In a situation of extreme shock.

A wave of ecstasy welled up in my heart.

Take the test results.

Swift couldn't wait to take a step forward and quickly came to the prison cell.

As soon as I entered the door.

He looked at Du Zhong with a puzzled face.

"Now, believe it?"

Leaning weakly on the iron chair, Du Zhong opened his mouth and asked.

"I really underestimated you, and underestimated your Chinese medicine in China."

Swift sighed.

"Now, you should be able to release my imprisonment, right?"

Du Zhong asked.

"Are you really going to cure the plague?"

Swift was still unsure, so he could only ask again.

"That's right."

Du Zhong nodded immediately.

"However, now that you can cure the plague, will you just start treating it after I release the restrictions on you?"

Swift asked.

"Of course not."

Du Zhong immediately shook his head and said, "Didn't you see that I was half tired and half dead after I cured one?" This treatment is extremely demanding, and it is simply not possible to treat them one by one. ”

"What do you mean?"

Swift asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I want to find a way to popularize it, and you know the severity and incurability of this plague, so to find this way, I'll have to spend time researching it."

At this point, Eucommia stopped.

In fact.

Just treating a patient was not as tiring for Eucommia as he appeared.

If he hadn't pretended to be so tired, I'm afraid Swift wouldn't have cooperated with him, but would have tried all kinds of ways to force him and treat the plague infected one by one.

"This ......"

Hearing Du Zhong's explanation, Swift pursed his lips and pondered for a while before opening his mouth and saying, "Wait for my news." ”

Let's talk about it.

I walked away with the test results.

Leave the cell.

Swift immediately pulled out his phone and called to report to the president.

"Hello?"

The phone was answered, and the president's voice came.

"Mr. President."

Swift first shouted respectfully, and then said in an excited tone: "Good news, great news." ”

"What?"

The president was stunned.

"The plague has been cured."

Swift opened his mouth.

"What?"

The president's voice suddenly changed, and he asked in surprise.

"The plague has been cured!"

Swift opened his mouth to repeat a sentence, and then immediately added, "You listen to me first." ”

"You say."

The president immediately responded.

"That's right."

Swift immediately opened his mouth and said: "I caught Eucommia ulmoides in the epidemic area, and he could have escaped my capture with his strength, but he did not escape, but was captured, and later he told me that he wanted to treat the plague, and there was a cure for the plague, but the premise was to let go of the restrictions on him, because only in this way can he wholeheartedly find a better and more popular way to treat the plague." ”

"And then?"

The president asked.

"Then, I brought in a plague patient for him to treat, and he was cured."

Swift opened his mouth to say.

"Really cured?"

The president asked.

"That's right, it's really cured, and now the test results are in my hands, and the patient who was infected with the severe plague just now is now completely cured."

Speaking of this, Swift paused slightly, and then continued to add: "I specially report this great event to you, and at the same time, I also want to ask for your opinion, whether to let go or not to let go of the restrictions on Eucommia? ”

"What step has my country's experts done in the research of virus vaccines?"

The president asked.

"Because the mutation rate of this plague virus is very fast, so now experts are still in the stage of figuring out the mutation law of the virus, and there is no cure for the plague at all."

Swift said.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

The president scolded rarely, and immediately seemed to be aware of his gaffe, and immediately took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart at the same time, and groaned for a while, before opening his mouth and saying: "Let go, let go of the restrictions on him, and support his research." ”

"Yes."

Swift heads open their mouths.

"And."

The president added: "Tell him that if a cure can be developed, everything will be easy to talk about, otherwise let him figure out the consequences!" ”

"Yes."

Swift answered again and hung up.

After making the call.

Swift returned to his cell.

"What's your message?"

Seeing Swift turn back, Du Zhong immediately opened his mouth and asked.

"Yes."

Swift nodded and opened his mouth to say, "We can relax the restrictions on you, and at the same time, we will fully support your research, but you had better spend all your thoughts on researching treatments, and don't think about playing any other tricks, otherwise you will bear the consequences!" ”

"No problem."

Du Zhong nodded.

"Let go."

Swift immediately ordered.

Several super soldiers came up and untied Du Zhong's hands and feet.

"You're free for the time being, but you'd better remember what I just said."

While sending Eucommia ulmoides to the epidemic area, Swift said in a cold tone.

Meanwhile.

All the super soldiers are also left in the military base outside the quarantine area, ready at any time.

And this side.

After re-entering the epidemic area, Eucommia was directly placed in Portland City Hospital under the leadership of Swift and epidemic research experts.

As soon as you enter the hospital, it begins.

Beside Du Zhong, four super soldiers appeared.

Wherever Du Zhong went, the four super soldiers followed him.

Enter the hospital, the epidemic research room.

Du Zhong first took out his phone and called the little girl and the doctor who were still staying in the New York hotel, telling them that they could leave the hotel and go home.

The reason for this.

It's because Du Zhong knows that as long as there is news about him, then no one else will do anything to the doctor and the little girl.

After all, he is the source of everything.

If he doesn't have any news.

When the little girl and the doctor go home, they will definitely be taken away and questioned.

……

After making the call.

Du Zhong turned his head directly and said to Swift, who was wearing a protective suit beside him, "Immediately purchase mugwort moxa sticks from all over the world as quickly as possible to ignite and disinfect." ”

As soon as the words fell.

"Bang ......"

There was a sound of footsteps.

Take a look at it in a blink of an eye.

An old man in a white coat with gray hair was approaching.

"You know what?"

As soon as he entered the door, the old man looked at Du Zhong with a sneer, and said: "I know that mugwort leaf plants can indeed be disinfected, but if the patient inhales too much, it will cause dizziness and discomfort in the throat." ”

"I am the director of this hospital, our hospital has the best disinfectant spray in the country, what else do you use, do you understand medicine?"

Speaking of this, the old man stopped, glanced at Du Zhong with disdain, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.

He also heard that a general had introduced a medical expert, so he hurried over.

I didn't expect it.

I just arrived, and I saw that this person was so unbearable.

"Heh......"

Hearing the dean's words, Du Zhong suddenly laughed, but he didn't even look at the dean, he directly turned his head to look at Swift and said, "If you want to increase the patient's death period from thirty days to one hundred days, do as I say." ”

As soon as these words came out.

Swift was shocked.

A hundred days?

Seventy days of promotion?

"Don't be ashamed to speak, don't learn and don't know!"

Here, the director of the hospital yelled angrily, and then looked at Swift with a dissatisfied face and asked, "Who is this person, where did you find such a liar?" ”