Chapter 48: The Impotence of the Son of Heaven

After screening, all infected people were grouped together, and those suspected infected were not allowed to leave their tents.

It's easy to say that the vaccine injection for non-infected people is a big deal, but Zhu Fugui gave Lao Li another injection in his arm in front of them as a demonstration.

If it didn't work, he put a gun to their head and injected them.

As long as it proves to be effective later, how much they hate Zhu Fugui at this time, how much they will love Zhu Fugui when they look back.

The real trouble is the more than three hundred patients who have been infected.

And that's just the statistics.

Zhu Fugui could guess with his toes that after the previous incident of burning the living, there must have been some infected people who were concealed by their relatives.

But isolation is better than no isolation.

Smallpox is a viral disease and there is no cure.

Once infected, the only thing that can defeat the virus is the body's own resistance.

What Zhu Fugui's medical team can do is to provide patients with supportive treatment such as rehydration in a timely manner to buy time for their own immune systems.

And in the face of this patient with abscesses on his face, personal care is not a job that anyone can do.

In his previous life, Zhu Fugui once took pictures of smallpox patients in his hands.

He was nauseous and couldn't eat for three days.

And now, seeing these patients with real eyes will naturally have a greater psychological impact.

Zhu Fugui, who is not working on the front line, is like this, not to mention the girls in the medical team.

Although they were able to come here with the backbone and courage, in the face of hundreds of smallpox patients, Xiangcha almost vomited.

It's not on purpose, it's an instinctive reaction of the human body.

However, at this time, Mu Ya stepped forward.

Not only did she muster up the courage to be the first to take close care to the patient, but she even took the initiative to take charge of the harmless treatment of the patient's excrement.

This impressed Zhu Fugui, he really didn't expect that girl with severed fingers to be so capable.

can use a chainsaw to see off his fingers, Zhu Fugui thought that Mu Ya was a stupid woman.

Now it seems that she just doesn't fit in with the chainsaw.

Losing your ring finger and pinky finger can of course affect your work.

But Muya made up for it with patience and perseverance.

With her taking the lead, the other girls finally took the first step bravely.

Looking at their toiling figures, Zhu Fugui knew that the goddess of the lantern of the Ming Dynasty had already appeared.

……

The smallpox vaccine is a deltoid injection, a fool's operation, and very simple.

Not only Zhu Fugui and Li Chunfahui, but also Qi Wenchang, Zhao Aqian, Yan Yan and others also participated in the vaccination after simple training.

The only trouble is that after a day and night, the ice in the foam box has melted a little bit.

And the injection of the vaccine is simply not possible to be completed in a day.

In other words, even if you are careful to access it, as soon as you open the foam box, hot air will enter and accelerate the melting of the ice cubes.

Not surprisingly, in the next few days, the vaccine is likely to return to normal temperature.

Zhu Fugui asked the technical staff of [Genting Bio].

They say that the vaccinia virus itself is a live strain and is more shelf-stable than inactivated vaccines.

The protein capsid of the latter is prone to decomposition once heated.

If the former is only for a few days, it doesn't matter if it's room temperature.

It just so happened that an accomplice of the bandits who had not been present before was twisted over by the Yin people.

He had at least two lives on his hands, and he had raped women, and when he heard the sound of a gunfight, he hid, and now he has been discovered by everyone.

Zhu Fugui left his life from Yang Liu's hands and injected today's vaccine as a guinea pig.

After observation, there should be no problem with the vaccine, at least not because of the toxicity of the protein.

Zhu Fugui decided to use him as a canary under the mine, and vaccinated him once a day in the future.

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Although there are mice who try the medicine themselves, the enthusiasm of the Yin people for vaccination is still not high.

Human beings instinctively have a fear of the unknown.

What's more, they don't believe that a small vaccine can save them from the invasion of the pox god.

Fortunately, things took a turn over time.

"Brothers and sisters. Uncles and aunts, it's been five days, and a few of us have been with the pox god...... Close contact with patients with white viruses, not a single person has pox! ”

"Don't be afraid, the plague will definitely pass, His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is the messenger of our ancestors, the one who brings me happiness and light, our Cloud Mist tribe has joined the Ming Dynasty, and life is getting better day by day."

On the vaccine injection field, the appearance of Mu Ya and others made those who were still hesitant finally take off their guard.

In the past few days, everyone has seen what the young nurses of the medical team have done for those patients.

Some of these patients are their wives and children, some are their parents, and some are their friends.

Although deaths continue, even those who do not understand statistics can see a significant reduction in mortality among patients who receive care and supportive care.

According to the previous situation, at least half of these 300 patients will die.

But now, five days later, fewer than 30 people have died as their condition deteriorated.

It is basically certain that the final death toll will not exceed a hundred, and it is quite possible that there will be only fifty or sixty.

And in the past two days, many of them have begun to recover gradually.

Began to spontaneously follow the nursing team to help.

Uninfected people who are to be vaccinated will not have direct contact with their sick loved ones, but they can see all this from a distance when they look at the care camps.

At the same time, we can also see how these girls from the Cloud and Mist tribe take care of each patient regardless of danger and fatigue.

Therefore, when these girls in disposable isolation gowns appeared in the square, the efficiency of the vaccination work was greatly accelerated.

Before, Yang Liu needed to take the injection against other people's heads, or Aunt Niu as an older generation, she painstakingly persuaded the injection amount for several days, and it was completed in one day.

And when he got to the back, Zhu Fugui found that there was no one queuing up at the booth where he was getting the injection.

There was a long queue there for Lao Li.

At the beginning, Zhu Fugui thought in his heart that this group of horse-raising Diao people seemed to be afraid of the majesty of the Son of Heaven.

The ancients were like tigers.

I'm a big tiger.

It's normal for others to be afraid to get close.

Hey, the life of the Ninety-Five is so unpretentious...... And boring......

"Brother, don't get an injection there, come to my side and line up."

"Why? I think it's empty here. ”

"Don't be stupid, I heard the person in front of me say that this young emperor's injection is very painful, this old wizard with strong witch power is only old in the way of injection!"

"I see, thanks for the reminder!"

Zhu Fugui: ???

Stunned to watch himself leave with another source of illness, Zhu Fugui realized that these Yin people were not as simple as they looked.

Sure enough, I have more contact with white people, and those who are close to white are black!

will even make small calculations and bully the young!

Looking at the wrinkled old face of the old eunuch Li, I thought he was an old doctor?

Obviously, he was even taught by Young Master Ben for injections!

Zhu Fugui was incompetent and furious, and finally admitted that although he was a son of heaven, he also encountered problems that all young doctors would encounter.

There is simply no patient who would trust a twenty-year-old intern.

What's more, Zhu Fugui is only sixteen years old.

Zhu Fugui, who had nothing to do, could only beckon to the rocks that were also at the front door of the table, and asked about the situation in the nearby white town.