Chapter 11 Making Antiserum

"Okay, just now you were going to pull me," Chen Haoran looked at the vest on his body and smiled: "It seems to have touched my arm, I think, this virus has always been latent in my body, but it can't break out, but Simmons you touched my arm and let him activate it on your body, calculate the time, it has been thirty-six hours since I was first infected with this virus, and according to the time of the outbreak of this virus, you still have two hours." ”

As he spoke, he was thinking in his heart, Iron Man seemed to be an ordinary person. A guy without a heart doesn't seem to be ordinary, and he doesn't know if this virus has an effect on him.

Looking at Fitz's worried look, he continued: "It's good that Simmons didn't hear the buzzing sound, otherwise it would have been too late. ”

"But fortunately, there are still you, with your cells, you should be able to make antiserum for this virus."

Looking at Fitz's excited appearance, he rolled his eyes, "My cells are not omnipotent, unless my cells can give Simmons superpowers, the antiserum made is useless, and we all saw just now that the transmission of this virus may be through electromagnetic pulse, so I have to confirm the basic understanding of this virus first." ”

"Well, the situation is urgent, you two should stay in the lab first." Coulson came down from the upper floor, "You guys come out first, two hours, I hope you can do well, and I believe you can do well." ”

"Don't worry," Chen Haoran looked at Simmons on the side and gave her a reassuring look, but she didn't expect that at this time, she still needed to go through this matter.

The door to the lab closed, and Fitz listened to Chen and began to go to the electromagnetic pulse machine to inject serum.

The rest of the four were all discussing Simmons.

"I have a slice of the brain cells of the last deceased here." Simmons took a slide and handed it to Chen, "Should it be useful for the way this virus spreads?" ”。

Put the slice under the microscope, and the focal length will automatically begin to adjust, Chen Haoran looked at the big screen opposite, there was a picture of this cell on it, which was much stronger than watching it with the naked eye.

"Wow, Simmons is really transmitted through electrostatic shock," Chen Haoran looked at the black infected cells on the screen and sent a faint electric current towards the surrounding cells that were not infected, and in an instant, the next intact cell was infected.

"Well, that's easy." Seeing this situation, Simmons smiled slightly, and finally was not so scared, she was now using the blood provided by Chen Yuan to make antiserum, which was her last guarantee, if Chen's antiserum was not made, this was the last thing she relied on.

"I think the virus was activated by the static electricity generated by friction when the firefighters were cleaning their helmets, so they were infected by the virus. And these deceased people finally changed their density, magnetic field, so that they retained this static electricity in their bodies, so they can also transmit it to the next person. Chen Haoran pushed his glasses, put aside the iron frame suspended in front of him, and patted the box in front of him, "So the source of this virus should be this helmet." ”

"You mean," Simmons turned his head, "the thing on this helmet is the one that completely solves the virus?" ”

"It should be good," Chen Haoran shook his head, "If it weren't for those firefighters who wiped him at the beginning, maybe there would be no such virus, although I don't know if the virus they wiped off at the beginning would cause such an incident again, but with this helmet, it should be possible to make this antiserum." ”

"But," Simmons thought for a moment, "all those who have touched the helmet are infected, and there seems to be no one else but you." ”

"There should be another person," Chen Haoran took out his helmet and said with a smile: "Although I don't know much about what kind of alien is called, the owner of this helmet should be different from me." ”

"You mean to use the remaining epithelial cells on him to make this antiserum?" Simmons smiled slightly: "Yes, if that's the case, it's the best antiserum, why don't I help you?" ”

Simmons has basically finished the serum she wants to do, and although she knows the good news, she is still very worried, because as a high-level tech nerd, she knows that even if she sometimes finds the right direction, she may not succeed, not to mention that this is an alien virus that she has never been exposed to.

Skye looked at Chen, heard his every move, and thought of his information, and suddenly said in surprise: "This is really the first time Chen has done this experiment, how do you feel so skilled?" ”

"It seems to be," looking at Chen excitedly hanging epithelial cells, skillfully extracting cell culture fluid, cultivating cells, decomposing and separating useful cell components, Coulson had to spread his hands and said: "You know, he has rich theoretical knowledge, he is almost experimental, Chinese seem to be like this, I am used to it, S.H.I.E.L.D. has many scientists like Chen, this is not strange." ”

Chen Haoran operated a series of complex instruments, his head sweated slightly, and he said in his heart: I really didn't expect it to be so time-consuming, looking at the time on the screen, there is still half an hour, and he is here listening to Fitz and Simmons's parting from life and death for an hour.

The situation of the two was also silently watched by Ward in the upstairs combat conference room.

Seeing Ward's silence, Skye asked curiously, "Why don't you go down?" “

Ward turned his head to look at Skye, then turned to look at the screen, and said lightly, "They don't need an audience." ”

Sensing Ward's indifference, Skye turned to return to his room.

Ward, sensing Skye's loneliness, flicked his nails and looked at the screen, "You can stay if you want." ”

Skye walked up to the large tablet, leaned against it and looked at the picture on the wall, and said with some sadness, "I hate this, this..."

"Helpless?"

"yes."

Ward shook his head, as if thinking of something, gritted his teeth and said, "I wanted to be an anti-social with superpowers, so that I could hurt, I could punish, so that I could do it, and all I can do now is to protect you." Ward turned to Skye with a blank look on his face and continued, "So that I can keep the unseen and incomprehensible from harming you. ”

"So what are we going to do?"

Looking at Skye's questioning eyes, Ward turned to look at Skye and said slowly, "Wait." ”