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Yang Qi still wanted to persuade Feng Ying, but she hurriedly said, "I have a medical qualification certificate."

This was the first time Yang Qi heard her say this, Feng Ying thought he didn't believe it, and his face was a little anxious, "Really, I didn't lie to you about this."

"But, do you know how dangerous it is to go to the front line?"

"Of course I know, but with you here, I said, as long as I'm with you, I can go anywhere." This is her firmness, her unshakable firmness.

In the end, Yang Qi was defeated by her persistence, "Okay, I'll take you."

Feng Ying's frown was finally relaxed.

The two of them took some things and went out, and housekeeper Zhou personally sent them to the door.

Steward Zhou has always been very protective of Yang Qi, not allowing him to risk himself, always wanting to protect him.

But in this matter, he did not stop.

Maybe it's because you know you can't stop it.

Steward Zhou's eyes were red, and he kept telling him, "Master, you have to take care of yourself, go safely, and come back safely. I will wait here for you and Miss Feng, and I have to prepare for you." It's a big wedding."

"Okay." Feng Ying agreed on Yang Qi's behalf.

Steward Zhou explained again, "Master, you also need to take good care of Miss Feng, she is very delicate, you have to protect her."

"Okay." He didn't need to explain this matter, Yang Qi would do it.

In the reluctance of Butler Zhou, the two set off from the manor and went straight to the airport.

The radio at the airport has been broadcasting the situation of the plague, and all personnel entering the airport are required to wear masks and undergo temperature checks before entering the airport.

Many flights to W City have been cancelled, including the flight that Yang Qi and the others took.

Feng Ying was thinking about how to get the route without telling Yang Qi, but Yang Qi had already solved it.

"How did you do it?" Feng Ying asked in surprise.

"I know a friend who is the person in charge of the route, and I asked him to help me apply for it." Yang Qi said it very simply.

But Fengying knew very well that in the current situation, finding a route is more difficult than reaching the sky.

Yang Qi's friends...it's not easy.

A few minutes later, the person in charge of the airport came to take the two of them onto the plane in person.

Although it was not a private jet, there were only the two of them on the plane except for the pilot.

Yang Qi explained, "The route my friend helped to open up has only two places for us."

So this friend of his arranged a flight alone, just to send them to W City?
This friend of his has quite a lot of power.

Three hours later, the two landed in W City.

The situation in City W is not very optimistic, and the local awareness of plague prevention is not very high.

There are a lot of mobile people at the airport, and most of them don't wear masks.

Yang Qi frowned when he saw this situation, and the people sent by the local area to pick him up also arrived.

After receiving them, they went straight to the hospital, and a person in charge of the incident came with the car, and he briefly explained the situation to Yang Qi.

"The current situation is not very optimistic. The hospital has found more than 20 cases of infection. The specific reasons have not been found out yet. A lot of people came from above. I originally wanted to ask Mr. Qian to come forward, but I couldn't contact him. I can only find you." Professor Peng said worriedly.

This professor Peng, Yang Qi met once, because he is old friend of Qian Lao.

Yang Qi didn't want to say more about Qian Yumeng, but just asked about the plague.

"Find a way to stop the flow of people and avoid cross-infection." Yang Qi immediately made a suggestion.

Professor Peng looked embarrassed, "I reported it to my superiors, but they didn't pay much attention to it. They just thought it was an ordinary flu..."

"Then let me figure out a way." Yang Qi said calmly.

"Professor Yang, you don't know the situation here... just because we are a trading city, many people are staring at this place. If this kind of problem really occurs, I'm afraid..."

Things are not looking good.

Yang Qi naturally knew about it, he was not interested in any urban development, he just wanted to find out where these viruses leaked from.

"The most important thing is to find a way to find patient zero first!" Feng Ying made a suggestion after listening to the conversation between the two.

Professor Peng shook his head and sighed, "It's not that easy."

Yang Qi followed Fengying to be optimistic after all, he didn't know the seriousness of the situation until they arrived at the hospital.

Originally, fewer than 30 people were diagnosed, but after an hour, the number doubled.

The situation was far worse than Yang Qi thought, he participated in the treatment almost non-stop.

And Feng Ying followed Yang Qi, in order to ensure her safety, Yang Qi brought her by his side in the name of an assistant.

Yang Qi could tell that she was still very professional.

In one afternoon, Yang Qi participated in four first aids.

Among the infected, older patients have weak resistance and cannot withstand the invasion of the virus, leading to many complications.

This was the first time Fengying saw Yang Qi who was undergoing surgery.

He is very professional and skilled. Even when others are helpless, he can still rescue patients calmly.

Later, Professor Peng couldn't bear it, and forced him to come down, "Even if you don't rest, Miss Feng can't take it anymore, so you can take her to rest."

The dormitory that Professor Peng arranged for them was in the dormitory building of the hospital. It was a single room, and there were two adjacent rooms so that they could take care of each other.

Feng Ying was indeed tired, she almost fell asleep while taking a shower, and lay on the bed squinting without blowing her hair.

When Yang got up and knocked on the door, she opened her eyes in a daze and opened the door.

"Eat something before going to bed." Yang Qi gave her the bread he brought.

Feng Ying ate two mouthfuls indiscriminately, and Yang Qi found a towel to wipe her hair.

She was probably too sleepy, she fell asleep again after a while, and fell asleep with her pillow on Yang Qi's leg.

Yang Qi carried her back to the bed, covered her with the quilt, and then gently left the room.

He didn't go back to his room, but went out of the dormitory building and walked towards the hospital building.

The outside of the hospital has already been cordoned off. When Yang Qi went to get protective clothing and masks, he learned that there was a shortage of supplies here, and protective clothing and the like needed to be used repeatedly.

Professor Peng was having a meeting, Yang Qi came in and sat down in the corner, he hurriedly said a few words and went to greet Yang Qi, "Professor Yang, why are you here again? Didn't I tell you to rest?"

"I can't sleep anyway, so I came here to see what I can do to help." Yang Qi explained.

Professor Peng sighed, "The current situation is a mess. Not only is there a shortage of supplies, but also hospital beds. The hospital beds are very tight on weekdays, let alone now. I have already suggested to the above, that we should build isolation wards. In this case, I'm afraid we have to build a large isolation ward area... It's all difficult."

"In terms of supplies, I may be able to get some."

"But now...you know what's going on. Supplies are hard to come by, and the whole country is tense." Professor Peng muttered worriedly.

"It's okay, you go ahead, I'll make a call." Yang Qi got up and left the meeting room, found a number in the phone book and called, "I'm Yang Qi, I have something I want to ask you for help..."

One night, the hospital received more than 20 suspected patients, and half of them were diagnosed.

Yang Qi only returned to the dormitory near dawn, and not long after lying down, he heard Feng Ying calling him outside the door.

He got up after washing his face, and Feng Ying saw that his eyes were bloodshot, so he knew that he must not have had much rest last night.

She felt distressed, but she didn't know how to dissuade this man.

"Go back to sleep."

Yang Qi shook his head, "The laboratory will get the results in a while, I have to go and see."

"Then you have something to eat."

As soon as the two arrived and ate a simple breakfast, Professor Peng and his group also went back to rest.

Yang Qi went directly to the laboratory to get the report, and after comparing it, he confirmed that it was the virus he studied before.

This discovery made Yang Qi feel very heavy.

Feng Ying knew what he was thinking, reached out to hold his hand and said, "This has nothing to do with you, it only blames those people with evil intentions."

Yang Qi tightened the report in his hand, his eyes were full of wind and frost, and the clarity of the past no longer existed.

"I'll call Ke Yusen."

He called Ke Yusen to inquire about the progress of the experiment.

The situation here is far more serious than he thought. If it cannot be effectively controlled and treated, the consequences will be disastrous.

Ke Yusen's side is already working overtime on research, which can reassure Yang Qi a bit.

Back to the Respiratory Department, it was already overcrowded.

Yang Qi and Feng Ying wore protective clothing and shuttled through the crowd. Some of them were anxious, some were afraid, some were at a loss, and some were already ashamed.

　"Doctor Yang, hurry up and help me. I'm afraid the patient in the thirteenth bed will die." A nurse hurried over and shouted.

Yang Qi trotted over in a hurry and arrived at the ward.

The patient in the thirteenth bed was an 83-year-old man who already had coronary heart disease and diabetes. After being infected with the new virus, his body's immune function completely failed and other complications occurred.

He was one of the four patients rescued yesterday.

Yang Qi quickly joined in the rescue, the patient's heart stopped beating for a while.

He kept doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation while ordering the nurse to inject the medicine.

His forehead was constantly sweating, and the protective clothing was wet and stuck to his body...

But the movement of his hands did not stop.

Even so, the patient's situation remains difficult.

All kinds of medical equipment were calling the police, and an elderly doctor next to him said, "Why don't you... give up."

Feng Ying's heart sank when he heard that.

The head nurse next to him also said, "There is no response, Dr. Yang, just give up."

Yang Qi turned a deaf ear and insisted on resuscitating the patient sitting down.

Half an hour later, the patient still could not be rescued.

Feng Yinghong looked over and pulled Yang Qi.

Yang Qihong squinted and shouted, "Go away."

He didn't want to stop the rescue, he wanted to race against death.

But he is a mortal after all, and has no ability to turn things around.

Several doctors pulled Yang Qi off the hospital bed, and Yang Qi's tense emotions finally collapsed.

He lost all his strength and slowly slumped to the ground.

Feng Ying held back tears and called him, "Yang Qi, don't do this."

"I failed to revive him." Yang Qi's voice was a bit vicissitudes, and the tears that he suppressed finally came out of his eyes.

He grasped Fengying's hand tightly and hugged him tightly, lowering his head and trembling all over.

Feng Ying hugged him with the other hand, comforting him silently.

The nurse wrapped the old man in a white sheet, put him on the cart, and pushed him away.

There is no body to say goodbye to, and no relatives are by my side.

This life ended so hastily...

The car for cremating the body is parked outside the gate, and the body goes directly into the cremation car after getting off the elevator, and even the relatives are not allowed to take a look.