Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1420: Control first, then treat

Yangjiazhuang Farm.

Yang Xiaotao followed Mr. Yang as he walked in the village. He didn't talk about him and Ran Qiuye.

Firstly, he was afraid that the grandpa would be irritated. After all, Ran Qiuye's status in the grandpa's heart was no lower than that of his grandson.

Secondly, it was also the request from above. He had agreed with Ran Qiuye that only a few people would know about it.

The more people who know, the greater the risk.

After all, people who get drunk and talk in their sleep and do bad things have always happened.

"Uncle Da Zhuang, how many people are there in the escort team now?"

The grandfather took Duanwu to see the pig farm. Yang Xiaotao took out his cigarette and sat with Yang Dazhuang and asked about the situation of the farm.

Yang Dazhuang didn't think much, and then said, "There are four hundred people in the escort team now, part of them are from the original militia brigade, and the rest are teams deployed by superiors."

"In addition, we also have militiamen from each village. As long as there is a situation, we can summon thousands of people with just a shout."

Yang Dazhuang said proudly, "You don't know, our weapons are much stronger now than before. The weapons we have are all Type 63. That guy has good sustained firepower and can hit accurately."

"By the way, let me tell you, we still have cannons here..."

"If we had such good weapons back then, my guerrillas would have attacked the county town long ago!"

Excitement appeared on Yang Dazhuang's face, but Yang Xiaotao glanced at Yang Dazhuang. It was obvious that the guy in front of him had not realized the importance of his identity.

At this time, Yangjiazhuang Farm and Machinery Factory were both special protection units. In other words, Yang Dazhuang's captain was actually similar to Liang Zuoxin.

In order to protect the farm, Yang Dazhuang has great power.

"Vice Captain or Uncle Pan?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Yang Dazhuang looked at Yang Xiaotao and felt that Yang Xiaotao was not asking casually.

Yang Xiaotao looked to see if there was no one around, and then explained to Yang Dazhuang in a low voice.

"No way? Do I have such great power?"

When Yang Dazhuang heard that the guard captain was so powerful, he stood up and almost bit his tongue.

Yang Xiaotao nodded calmly, which made Yang Dazhuang believe it.

"Do you know why you are given so much power?"

Yang Dazhuang was confused again, and then sat next to Yang Xiaotao.

He knew that he was the material of a village chief and had some ideas during the war. Faced with these twists and turns, he still had to listen to Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao then told the story of the destruction of hybrid rice, focusing on the villagers who were taken advantage of and the people who did bad things with good intentions.

This made Yang Dazhuang wake up instantly.

"I, let me tell you, the person who came to issue orders last time always said nonsense. I thought he was giving instructions to prevent the enemy from destroying it. It turns out that it was to guard against this!"

Thinking that people like me are really not afraid of facing the enemy with real swords and guns.

But if you face the villagers...

It's hard to say.

But if the corn on the farm is destroyed, then he is a sinner.

But how to do this?
Yang Dazhuang frowned for a while, then relaxed and looked at Yang Xiaotao, "Xiaotao, you must have some ideas when you talk about this today."

"Uncle Da Zhuang has no other intentions. Our corn is a national matter and no one can destroy it."

"If you have any ideas, tell me and I'll do it!"

"it is good!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded. He came here this time to give Yang Dazhuang a heads up and take some preventive measures.

"First of all, you have too much power, there is no guarantee that someone will have a wrong idea!"

"So, these people must be fully controlled, and they cannot be deceived by others and become someone else's knife!"

Yang Dazhuang's eyes were sharp, and his body was full of murderous aura, "Don't worry, your uncle Dazhuang doesn't know anything else, but who dares to take advantage of corn? I keep sharpening my knife!"

"Well, the second thing is to explain the situation clearly to the people in the village. Let everyone twist their hearts into a rope. Whoever comes will have to watch our fists!"

"There is no coward like me in Yangjiazhuang, don't worry about that!"

Yang Dazhuang dared to promise this by patting his chest.

"The other thing is to pay attention to what's going on around you. Whether it's someone talking nonsense or deliberately instigating someone, especially those who shout loud slogans, you should pay close attention!"

"There are also those who pick up the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to smash the pot. If you find one, control the other!"

Yang Dazhuang nodded again, "Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to deal with those bastards who cheat on you!"

"But do you want to come back as vice-captain?"

Yang Dazhuang suddenly spoke, realizing the importance of his position and understanding that this thing was a talisman, he spoke.

As for Pan Jianjun, the deputy captain, when he was announced last time, he seemed to have said that he had the power to appoint and remove him.

It's just that I didn't take it seriously at the time, and the two of them had always cooperated well, so I didn't think much about it.

Now it seems that this position is very important, so it is better to give it to someone closer to you.

Yang Xiaotao waved his hand after hearing this, "I'm already the deputy captain of the machinery factory, so I don't need this."

Yang Dazhuang nodded after hearing this, and then said, "If anything happens in the future, I will call you."

"And I will tell Shitou and the others that your words are my words."

Yang Xiaotao did not refuse after hearing this. This was also an important part of his plan.

Outside Forty-Nine City, the research base.

After more than half a month of emergency repairs, the dilapidated and abandoned factory has now changed its appearance.

A large amount of materials are delivered every day, the factory is out of business, and various departments have begun research work.

For dozens of miles around the factory, nearby villagers have been relocated to other places.

In these areas, with the efforts of the engineering troops, simple houses have risen from the ground. A large number of guards have been stationed around them, and several layers of defense have sealed them.

Central testing area, office.

Ji Xiang is holding a report and reporting to Dean Wang.

During this period, from the beginning to now, everyone has been busy.

Compared with the other three research sites, their progress here is the slowest, which makes Ji Xiang a little anxious.

"Team leader, we have studied 328 cases during this period. This is the research report."

"Also, everyone is ready and waiting in the conference room."

Ji Xiang put a stack of reports on the table. Dean Wang was not in a hurry to read it. He pinched his brow with his fingers to relieve his sleepiness.

Seeing this, Ji Xiang couldn't say much. The person in front of me was on the front line in person, and he didn't get a good rest during this period.

"Leave it alone and look at it after the meeting."

Dean Wang rubbed his brows, then sat up straight, picked up the report, stood up and walked out.

Ji Xiang nodded and followed.

When they came to the conference room, the two sat down. A group of old men in the room were silent, and many of them had tired faces.

When the two of them sat down, Dean Wang didn't show any airs and nodded to Ji Xiang, "Xiao Ji, please tell me about the research progress."

Ji Xiang nodded, but no one had any reaction. They had done all the research, so they knew all the information.

The listlessness is also due to these data.

Because there is no progress at all.

"Based on our research, with current treatment methods, research directions are in order."

"We couldn't make a breakthrough."

Ji Xiang briefly explained the situation and then gave a summary.

Everyone was not surprised by this.

A weekly meeting is like this.

"What's going on in other research offices?"

Hearing this, Ji Xiang took out another document and said, "The Guangdong government, like us, is studying the stagnation stage."

"It has just been rolled out in Chang'an, and there is no tension at the moment."

"On the contrary, Shanghai has done some research with the help of advanced instruments and equipment."

After finishing speaking, Ji Xiang took out the communication sent from Shanghai, "They analyzed the virus and, based on the information issued by their superiors, confirmed that the virus had mutated multiple times due to human intervention."

"And research has found that this virus is highly resistant to current domestic antibiotics. It does not mean that antibiotics have an enhanced effect on the virus."

Everyone pricked up their ears when they heard it. Dean Wang even took the report and read it before explaining to everyone.

"Everyone knows that the use of antibiotics by normal people may cause various discomforts and other diseases."

"The use of antibiotics by patients will affect the body's immunity, which will give the virus a chance."

"This is also the reason why the more antibiotics patients take, the worse their health becomes."

Dean Wang said, feeling very impressed by Shanghai's research.

"It seems that the comrades in Shanghai are making rapid progress, and we cannot fall behind too much."

After everyone heard this, the pressure on their shoulders increased again.

"Is there any progress in Shanghai?"

Dean Feng asked from the side.

Ji Xiang shook his head, "They only studied these. They didn't say the specific measures. They just plan to start with new antibiotics."

After saying that, everyone started talking.

On the other hand, the old man beside him shook his head.

"There are few antibiotics in our country, but there are too few in foreign countries?"

"I haven't heard of any antibiotics that are useful. There is something wrong with their research direction."

After the old man finished speaking, Dean Feng on the side shook his head, "I don't like hearing this anymore. It can't be done abroad, so why can't we do it? We are no worse than them!"

Just as the old man was about to retort, Dean Wang coughed and said, "Okay, everyone has their own way. What they do is their business. Let's settle our own affairs first!"

Everyone was silent again.

Seeing this, Dean Wang stood up and said, "Now let me reiterate our research direction."

Everyone raised their heads, no matter how they usually bickered or disagreed.

But at this time, Dean Wang, as the team leader, has absolute authority here.

Everyone must obey what he says.

"Our immediate task is to find ways to control the disease."

“On this basis, we look for treatment options.”

"Is everyone clear?"

Everyone nodded.

No matter what, you must first control the condition to prevent it from getting worse before treatment is possible.

Everyone dispersed, and Ji Xiang followed Dean Wang to the team leader's office.

"Team leader, tell me, can we do it?"

Ji Xiang was sitting at her desk, collecting information about foreign countries.

The data above are shocking.

The scenes in some pictures are even more shocking to the heart.

Dean Wang sat aside and picked up the jar, but did not answer.

Because, this is a difficult guarantee to answer.

After a long time, Dean Wang put down the long-cooled jar and looked at the box containing silver needles.

During the Republic of China, his father was a famous doctor in Sijiu City. A silver needle made him famous.

Although he studied with his father when he was young, people at that time worshiped the West more, so he was not immune to the Western customs. He followed him to learn syringes and admired pills.

At that time, he clearly remembered the disappointment on his father's face, and the tiredness on his face when he was wiping the silver needle in the middle of the night.

Unfortunately, he was focused on those pills and needles and didn't think about anything else.

It wasn't until he saw the disappointed look in his father's eyes before he passed away that he realized that his father had disappointed not only him, but also the society.

After liberation, he joined the pharmaceutical industry. Although he still gave people pills and injections at work, he never put down the silver needle he got from his father.

Even the information left by his father made him realize the weight of traditional Chinese medicine.

Realize the weight of this and the silver needle.

Thousands of years of accumulation are by no means dross.

"We'll do it!"

Dean Wang looked at the silver needle box and said seriously.

Ji Xiang looked over, and Dean Wang's face became wrinkled.

"Historically, China has experienced many disasters and plagues, but our ancestors controlled them with the help of traditional Chinese medicine."

"Ancestors can do it. We can do the same!"