On the night the Shanghai socialite accompanied the military officer, he broke his vow.

Chapter 130 I was terrified, I thought it was coming for me.
This flu spread like wildfire, with lightning speed.

Cases have appeared not only on Qiongzhou Island, but also in other regions.

Fortunately, the Fu family and their fifth uncle and aunt had taken precautions in advance, so there was nothing seriously wrong.

The flu outbreak first occurred on Qiongzhou Island. After learning the cause, the division commander immediately reported the matter to his superiors, who then informed officials in various regions to spread the word.

Thanks to preventative measures taken in advance, there were far fewer cases in other regions than on Qiongzhou Island.

Major hospitals are currently conducting research on this flu, hoping to develop vaccines and drugs as soon as possible.

Since the flu outbreak, Song Jinyue has been leaving early and returning late every day, spending 20 out of 24 hours a day in the laboratory.

All in order to develop a drug to treat the flu as soon as possible.

The same goes for several department heads and other doctors. Some of them don't even go back to their family quarters anymore. When they're tired, they just lie down in the lab for a nap, and when they open their eyes, they're doing research.

Everyone looked noticeably haggard.

Although Song Jinyue was sleep-deprived, she never skimped on her diet.

Fu Sinian hasn't been on any missions lately; he's been staying at the military base. Every day after training, he rushes back to cook for Song Jinyue, making different dishes every day so that she'll eat more.

As the days went by, the flu became increasingly uncontrollable, and many people were infected.

Face masks have become a scarce commodity, and textile factories across the country are working hard to produce them.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye. The male doctors in the research lab all had unshaven beards, dark circles under their eyes, tired faces, and had lost a lot of weight.

It was already late at night, but the research room was as bright as day.

The doctors in the research lab were taking a nap at their desks when an excited voice woke them up.

"We made it!"

Upon hearing Song Jinyue's voice, the group of people who were slumped over the table sat up groggily.

"Dr. Song, what's wrong?"

Song Jinyue's eyes shone brightly as she excitedly repeated what she had just said.

"Our medicine is a success!"

"what?!"

The group, who were still somewhat confused, suddenly jumped up from their seats after hearing her words.

"Dr. Song, what...what did you say?"

They stared wide-eyed and asked again in disbelief.

Seeing their shocked expressions, Song Jinyue smiled and said, "Comrades, you heard right, the medicine we researched has been successful."

As she spoke, she pointed to the lively little white mouse hopping around in the enclosed space next to her.

"Great! Great! We did it!!"

The group of people, who were originally listless due to long-term poor sleep, clapped and jumped up excitedly when they saw the lively white mice.

"The mouse experiment was a success. The next step is to use the drug on patients. If they recover as well, our research will be a complete success, and those patients who have contracted the flu will be saved!"

Director Cao clasped his hands tightly together, his face flushed with excitement.

"I...I...I'll go tell the dean and the others this good news right now!"

After saying that, Dr. Zhao took off running towards the laboratory door, but slipped and almost fell to the ground.

Everyone burst into laughter upon seeing this. "Dr. Zhao, we know you're excited, but take it easy!"

This was the first smile on their faces in two months.

carefree!

"Dean, Dean, it's a breakthrough! The drug has been developed!"

Dr. Zhao's excited voice echoed in the hallway.

He was so excited that he didn't realize it was the middle of the night and the patients in the ward were resting until after he finished shouting.

Dr. Zhao quickly covered his mouth, realizing he'd lost all sense of time after spending two months in the lab. Indeed, many patients in the ward had been awakened by his noise and were now sitting up abruptly.

Even patients who had morning grumpiness were cured after listening to his words!

The hospital director, who was in another research lab working with the director and doctors on vaccine research, nearly dropped the injection he was holding when he heard Dr. Zhao's words.

"I'm getting old, my hearing isn't working well anymore, and I'm even experiencing auditory hallucinations."

As the dean spoke, he picked up the syringe and drew the injection into it.

Then he walked over to the white mouse next to him, about to inject it with the vaccine—

"Dean, the drug research is a success!"

Dr. Zhao ran to the laboratory door and repeated the good news once again.

However, the sound was much quieter this time.

"Not only is the dean experiencing auditory hallucinations, but my hearing is also failing."

The other doctors in the lab thought he was hallucinating from staying up all night, so they just rubbed his ears and didn't take it seriously.

Dr. Zhao at the door: "?"

No, are they all really that calm?

Even after the drug was developed, it didn't work!
Dr. Zhao knocked on the door. "Dean, I'm coming in."

The laboratory director and others were suddenly jolted.

It’s not an auditory hallucination!!
Dr. Zhao pushed open the door and walked in.

He then saw more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring straight at him.

They all had dark circles under their eyes, haggard faces, and looked like ghosts.

Dr. Zhao's back stiffened, and he couldn't help but swallow. He grabbed the laboratory doorknob with his other hand, so that he could escape in time if they attacked him.

"Dean?"

Dr. Zhao called out tentatively.

The hospital director rushed towards Dr. Zhao with a syringe in hand, his speed astonishing!
"Dean, no, no, don't be impulsive!"

Dr. Zhao's pupils suddenly contracted; he wanted to run, but his legs were weak and wouldn't obey him.

The dean grabbed his arm. "What did you just say? The drug has been developed??"

Dr. Zhao was taken aback, but breathed a sigh of relief after feeling the warmth from his arm.

He was terrified! He thought the hospital director was coming to stab him with a syringe!

"We've done the research! The mice that had the flu were back to their lively selves after taking the medication!"

“Haha, hahaha!”

Upon hearing this, the dean tilted his head back and laughed, his beard twitching.

Dr. Zhao shrank back and whispered, "Dean, please stop laughing, I'm scared..."

The other people in the lab crowded around, "Dr. Zhao, are you telling the truth? The drug has really been developed?"

Dr. Zhao straightened his chest and raised his head, "How could I dare to lie about this? It's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, you can go to the lab and see for yourselves."

"I'll go check it out right away!"

After the dean finished speaking, he was about to go to the laboratory where Song Jinyue and his team were to check on the situation when Director Li called him back.

"Hey, Dean, you haven't given the mice their injections yet!"

Upon hearing this, the dean turned around and handed the syringe to Director Li, saying, "Go and give the injection."

The vaccine has been developed, and all that's left is to test it on mice. Originally, the dean planned to inject the mice with the vaccine himself, but after learning that Song Jinyue had already developed the drug, he didn't bother to do it and directly handed the syringe to Director Li.

(End of this chapter)