Natural Disaster: My Portable Farm in the End of the World

When Xue Can heard some people guessing that it was because the antibiotic injection reached a certain dose, he chuckled and made a joke.

"Then I guess it got better after eating new corn? Hahahahahahaha"

The others also laughed when they heard it.

One of the young nurses also voluntarily entered the isolation area because her family was infected with pneumonia. Hearing this, she put down her work and helped with a smile.

"I think what Sister Xue said makes sense. Look, the day before yesterday and the day before yesterday, some people continued to get worse. Starting yesterday, some people got better. It's the same today."

Seeing everyone looking at her intently, she continued her analysis seriously.

"When did the new grains start to be distributed? Was it yesterday too? Look! How come it's such a coincidence? That sentence says it all. It eliminates all impossibilities. Even if the remaining one is unbelievable, it is a fact. The truth!”

Seeing her serious look, everyone couldn't help but laugh. Another female nurse retorted while holding back her laughter.

"Oh, I still think it's more scientific that Xiao Cai just mentioned reaching a certain dose of antibiotics..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red light on the monitoring station began to flash, and the emergency bell suddenly rang.

Everyone quickly got into work mode.

"It's the 27th bed of severe illness. He already entered a coma yesterday. I'm afraid..."

Nurse Xiao Cai said halfway before turning around and pushing on a defibrillator.

The doctor and nurse on duty rushed into the ward. At this time, the patient on the bed was unresponsive, and there were no family members accompanying him on the bed. The electrocardiogram monitor at the bedside was emitting a harsh alarm sound.

Xue Can took a look and said anxiously:

"The blood oxygen saturation has dropped to sixty-five!"

"Sixty! Fifty!"

In just a few seconds, the patient's vital signs dropped rapidly. With a convulsion, the man spat out a large mouthful of blood with blood clots. The blood stains dyed the oxygen mask red, followed by a rapid drop in heart rate.

Although the emergency doctor, Xue Can and others did not stop the first aid measures, the man's heart rate continued to get lower and lower, and finally returned to a straight line.

"Defibrillators!"

The emergency doctor yelled while performing CPR.

Xue Can quickly set up the defibrillator and handed it to the doctor. Three times in a row, the patient showed no response.

After continuing cardiopulmonary resuscitation for another half an hour, the doctor sadly announced the patient's death.

This patient has never had any family members to take care of him. In the past few days, the nurses on duty have taken turns taking care of him. Before he fell into coma, he even joked with a few nurses that he would have a full meal when he recovered.

Unfortunately, before I could realize this simple wish, I fell into a coma two days ago, and I haven't woken up until just now.

Before Xue Can and the others could grieve for the passing of this patient, his departure was like turning on a curse. In the following period, seriously ill patients continued to pass away one after another.

Since these patients entered the late stage of the new pneumonia, they have actually been marked with death, just one day earlier and one day later.

Xue Can and the others heard another emergency bell and quickly gathered their emotions for the next rescue.

After being busy until late at night, Xue Can dragged his tired body towards Xue's mother's ward.

What is gratifying is that Xue's mother's condition continues to improve. To be precise, all patients with mild symptoms have improved to varying degrees. Some with good physical fitness no longer feel difficulty breathing.

After examining several patients and taking X-rays, the doctors were surprised to find that the lung lesions had stopped, and everyone was puzzled.

The emergence of this new type of pneumonia has caught people off guard, and even stopping it is confusing.

Several clinicians were called to a meeting and various possibilities were listed. In the end, they all tested one by one and it was not the cause of suppressing the virus.

A doctor who was chatting with Xue Can and the others and then participating in the first aid whispered something behind the crowd.

"Is it possible that you really have a good meal?"

It happened that the big guys in the conference room stopped the new round of discussion at this time, and the little doctor's whisper seemed particularly abrupt.

Dean Ge found the doctor accurately.

"What did you say?"

Only then did the doctor realize that everyone was looking at him. He covered his mouth and looked at the teacher in front of him for help.

His teacher glared at him, turned around and awkwardly explained to Dean Ge and other experts.

"Xiao Chen is so anxious that he doesn't know what to say. Haha, let's continue the discussion and leave him alone."

Dean Ge waved his hand,

"Hey, Lao Wu, we haven't made any progress for so long. Maybe the young people have some new ideas? Young people, there are always many wonderful ideas. Don't be old-fashioned. Let your apprentice talk about it and give it to us. Provide an idea.”

Professor Wu had no choice but to agree, turned around, pulled out Xiao Chen who was hiding behind him, and tapped his forehead.

"You, you, okay, since Dean Ge asked you to speak, you should express your views carefully."

Doctor Xiao Chen shrank his neck and glanced at the master cautiously. Seeing some encouragement in his eyes, he mustered up the courage to speak out their private guesses.

After finishing speaking, the conference room was completely silent. After hearing this, Professor Wu covered his eyes and smiled bitterly. I felt that I, a closed disciple, had read in vain for so many years, but I had to wipe his ass. He had no choice but to stand up again and said:

"Children are children, and they are a bit unreliable. How is this possible? Let's just listen to it. Hahahaha."

Dean Ge had a different opinion.

"Old Wu, there are no absolutes in everything. What you think is impossible may not happen. We are indeed not as open-minded as young people. As the saying goes, make bold guesses and be careful to verify. Xiao Chen's views are well supported by facts. I think It should be verified.”

Before Lao Wu could say anything, Dean Ge had already turned to the people in the laboratory and told them to go to the logistics department to get some newly released corn for testing.

Other staff continue to analyze cases.

Xiao Chen followed his teacher step by step and asked pitifully:

"Teacher, I won't get into trouble, right?"

Professor Wu turned around and saw his apprentice's face full of fear. He sighed softly and patted his beloved disciple's back comfortingly.

"Xiao Chen, have you remembered the lesson this time? Sometimes, you really have to control your mouth!"

Xiao Chen nodded aggrievedly and shrank to the side, not daring to speak.

A young doctor like him was actually not qualified to participate in this kind of seminar, but the teacher wanted to help him gain knowledge, so he came with him. At this moment, Xiao Chen sat on the chair as if there were nails under his butt. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up quietly and wanted to urinate.

"Teacher, I'm going to the bathroom..."