As soon as the announcement came out, it quickly spread around the world.

"The United States is the source of the plague, and it is also the place most severely affected by the plague, and at this time, Huaxia actually dared to send Du Zhong, the founder of the spiritual tea, to help, which is simply too righteous."

"Maybe this spirit tea maker named Eucommia can research a vaccine for the plague?"

"Huaxia officials have said that Eucommia is not only the maker of spiritual tea, but also the first person to discover the effect of wormwood, so from this point of view, he obviously has some research on the plague."

"It's talent."

"It's unbelievable that Huaxia actually sent such a good talent to the United States to help."

"Huaxia is worthy of being a state of benevolence and righteousness."

For a time, countries around the world expressed their praise.

Meanwhile.

The President of the United Nations, who received the news, also responded to the matter immediately as soon as possible.

"Huaxia is worthy of being a state of etiquette, a state of benevolence and righteousness, this time, a high wind and bright festival!"

……

It's just that.

At a time when countries around the world have expressed their opinions, surprise and admiration.

There is not even a little news in China.

All the news about Eucommia was completely blocked in China.

After all, everyone doesn't know the current situation of Eucommia.

Just think about it.

If you see the news and say that your country has a plague, but you still send a rare genius, the most powerful person in the field of Chinese medicine, to help foreigners, isn't this just a joke?

Obviously, ordinary people have no idea of the helplessness.

And this side.

International students abroad, after seeing this news, were all angry.

One by one, they frantically poured into domestic forums to post, attacking the meager ones.

It is said that Du Zhong went abroad to see a foreigner, but he didn't show it to his own people, which is simply admiring foreigners!

All kinds of scolding.

All kinds of crusades poured into the Chinese online world.

Results.

These posts, and even comments, were all deleted in less than a second after they were posted.

International students are not discouraged, and they will post it again if they delete it.

Re-post and re-delete!

It took nearly an hour to tinker.

These international students found out that no matter how they post it, what text and content they send, it will be deleted in seconds, not to mention using pinyin, even if they only express love, they will also be deleted in seconds.

It seems that in China, from the moment the news was announced, all foreign IPs were blocked and blocked.

This made everyone very helpless.

……

The other side.

With the announcement of the official news from Huaxia, the United States also immediately began to act.

After contacting the president, Swift finalized the documents sent by the Chinese government, stamped them in the White House, and then released the documents to international forums before officially getting a special pass for the United States.

Back to the hospital.

"So, is it okay?"

While handing over the special pass to Du Zhong, Swift asked.

"Of course."

Du Zhong nodded, and put the pass away with a smile on his face.

"If you can, then come with me."

Swift didn't want to delay for a moment, so he turned his head and walked out the door.

Just as he walked out of the dean's office.

"Thank you for everything you did when you put out the fire, I saw what you did."

With his back to Du Zhong, Swift said in a grateful tone, and immediately stepped out and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

Behind.

Hearing Swift's thanks, Du Zhong smiled slightly, didn't say anything, and followed behind.

Soon.

Under Swift's leadership.

Du Zhong came to an empty ward in the backyard of the hospital.

Over here.

It was the inpatient unit of Portland City Hospital.

With the outbreak of the plague, this inpatient unit also seems to have been closed for some reason.

"Isn't this place closed?"

Coming to the door of the inpatient department, Du Zhong looked at Swift with a puzzled face and asked.

"That was before."

Swift responded.

"Why is it closed?"

Du Zhong asked curiously: "The plague has infected so many people, and the number of patients in the municipal hospital has long exceeded the capacity, why has this building not been used?" ”

Swift turned his head.

Glancing at Du Zhong, he opened his mouth and said, "There are several fungal culture rooms here, as well as some research rooms for special vaccines. ”

"I see."

Du Zhong immediately understood.

Cultivating fungi and vaccines in hospitals is naturally a matter of common sense.

Although cultivating these things will cause a small number of these things to spread in the air, because these things are extremely safe, patients and doctors do not object to it, and there is no reaction.

But.

The plague is different.

This plague itself is extremely threatening, and there are mutation laws that people can't understand at all, and no one dares to guarantee that these fungi in the air will not have any abnormal changes after encountering the plague virus, resulting in a larger range of more threatening viruses.

"Solved now?"

Pushing open the door and entering, Du Zhong asked.

"Yes."

Swift opened his mouth and said, "Everything that may have an impact on the plague virus has been resolved, so the Secretary of State who is infected with the plague will be placed in this place." ”

"Yes."

Du Zhong nodded knowingly.

I thought to myself.

As soon as the Secretary of State is cured, the place will be able to officially begin to contain patients infected with the plague, and the crowding in the front yard should be reduced.

"Bang ......"

In the empty aisle, the sound of Swift's leather boots echoed.

In the echo of footsteps.

The two of them soon came to the door of an emergency operating room.

Now.

There were several officials wearing protective suits standing at the door of the operating room, each with an anxious look on their faces, and as soon as they saw Swift and Du Zhong appear, they immediately trotted up to meet them.

"General Swift, can he do it?"

"So young?"

"Can he really cure the plague?"

"This is not something we can only see, if he is not cured, I am afraid it will cause even more panic."

Everyone was talking nonsense.

"Alright."

Swift snorted coldly and said, "Shut up for me." ”

The words fell.

One by one, those who were gossiping about the questions immediately closed their mouths and looked at each other.

"Here we are."

Coming to the door of the operating room, Swift pointed to the door of the operating room, opened his mouth and said, "The Secretary of State is inside, and all the items you need are ready, ready to start." ”

"Okay."

Du Zhong nodded immediately.

Although he spent almost all the energy in his body when he was fighting the fire before, during the time he was on the hospital bed after falling into a coma, the energy in Du Zhong's body had recovered eighty percent of his body, and his mental power had returned to his peak state.

"Crunch ......"

Walking forward, Du Zhong pushed the door and entered.

Meanwhile.

Swift turned around and walked into a room next to the operating room.

Now.

This room was full of people.

Among them are some of the best doctors in the United States, life researchers, religious people, and scientists of all kinds.

No doubt.

These people were all summoned by Swift.

Why the rush of these people?

Apparently.

After hearing about Du Zhong's conditions, the President of the United States was not very happy, and Swift was not very happy, but they could not help but agree to Du Zhong's conditions.

In this case, they have to maximize the benefits of the whole thing.

Gather these people and watch the treatment process of Eucommia, so as to find the cure of Eucommia, or directly crack the treatment of Eucommia.

In front of all who are present.

There is a big screen hanging.

At the bottom of the big screen, there are also many video connections, and on the other end of each video sits a well-known expert in the United States.

Besides.

The whole big screen shows the picture of Eucommia in the operating room.

Same as before.

After entering the operating room, close the door tightly.

Du Zhong went directly to the bed in the center of the operating room, looked at the secretary of state who was lying on the bed and had passed out, and then glanced left and right, and after determining the place where the props were, he immediately walked up.

Yellow paper, cinnabar......

Because he had prepared it once according to Eucommia's requirements, Swift had prepared everything that Eucommia needed in one piece.

Holding yellow paper and cinnabar.

Du Zhong walked to the hospital bed, put down the yellow paper and cinnabar first, and immediately took a deep breath, and while the energy in his body surged, his hands stretched out violently, and began to draw in the air in the part where the secretary of state's small intestine was located.

And at the moment.

Isolated in a room.

"What is this doing?"

"Is he massaging a patient?"

"If you don't even touch the patient's body, is that a treatment?"

All kinds of doubts spread.

Although they all had inexplicable faces, everyone was still staring intently at Du Zhong's every move on the big screen.

"Alas, stop!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone was even more curious.

in the operating room.

After using the energy to draw a formation on the patient, Du Zhong's eyes narrowed.

"Array Qi!"

Whisper.

The formation was activated instantly.

With the arrival of that terrifying attraction, the cold and evil aura of the patient's body immediately gathered towards the center of the formation.

The formation runs automatically.

Eucommia immediately began to use the energy to draw the prepared cinnabar onto the yellow paper.

In the blink of an eye.

A spell is formed.

……

"Huh?"

"Then why did the cinnabar fly, didn't the cinnabar not dissolve, how did he write the cinnabar like a stone on the yellow paper?"

"It's amazing."

In the midst of the discussion of the people.

Du Zhong took a handful of the drawn charm and pressed it directly on the patient's lower abdomen.

Then.

As soon as his hands were put together, he formed a mudra, and immediately began to whisper and recite a mantra.

"Is he healing?"

"Looks like it's magic, it's not a cure at all, right?"

"This is too fake, right, a few strokes like this can cure the plague?"

……

"Ah, the spell is flying."

Suddenly, a person pointed to the big screen in surprise and opened his mouth to say, "This is amazing......