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Chapter 92 Notice (45)

The old man coughed, his body bending lower and lower until he was bent into a bow. He knelt on the ground, head bowed, and remained motionless for a long time.

"Dr. Zhao, what kind of illness is this? Is it contagious?" Deng Guang asked Zhao Pu beside him.

Zhao Pu's throat was dry. "I don't know, Mr. Qin. I'd like to go back first."

As more and more neighbors came downstairs, a few soft coughs could be heard from time to time in the crowd.

"But if it is contagious, it is most likely to be transmitted through droplets. We should stay away from people who are coughing, keep our homes clean and tidy, and also, avoid gatherings, absolutely avoid gatherings."

Perhaps it was just psychological, but as Zhao Pu spoke, he felt a tickle in his throat and a slight urge to cough.

He was unsure whether his cough was psychogenic due to somatization symptoms or if he was actually infected.

Thinking of this, Zhao Pu stopped in his tracks. If he were infected, wouldn't going back now implicate Shu Huan?

Zhao Pu took two steps to the side. "Mr. Qin."

Qin Ziwen, who was looking up at the sky, looked down. The weather was normal, but after seeing what had just happened, he felt that the sky was gray.

"Dr. Zhao, what if it really is an infectious disease?"

“If that’s the case, it’s definitely not enough for just a few of us. It would require the cooperation of the entire community to completely eliminate it, but…” At this point, Zhao Pu shook his head.

Based on their recent performance, it seems very difficult to get the entire community to cooperate.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Ziwen said, "We'll meet at .602 later. You guys go back and inform your families first."

After the group parted ways, Qin Ziwen went to the outside of Unit 1, Building 6, Room 101 and told Wei Zhaohua to keep his family from going out unnecessarily for the next few days.

Wei Zhaohua's expression changed drastically after hearing this, and his voice became dry. "Is it really not a common cold? My father-in-law started coughing this morning."

Qin Ziwen remained silent, unsure how to respond.

Wei Zhaohua forced a smile. "I understand. Thank you for reminding me."

Qin Ziwen then went to Building 5 and told Li Yue to stay home for the next few days and try not to go out.

"I know, brother. You guys need to be careful too." Li Yue stood behind the door, watching Qin Ziwen leave.

Unit 2, Building 8, Apartment 602.

The five people huddled together in the room.

“I’m a surgeon, this isn’t my area of ​​expertise,” Zhao Pu said with a wry smile. “But I think we should prepare for the worst, since it’s a highly contagious bacterium or virus.”

He took out paper and pen, "Don't be too nervous. Theoretically, the human body's own immunity has a chance to fight off any virus or bacteria. It's not that you will definitely die if you get an infectious disease."

The healthier an adult is, the stronger their immune system, and the greater their chances of recovering.

"What do we need to do next?" Qin Ziwen asked.

Zhao Pu pondered for a moment, "For us personally, we should take precautions and wear masks. I always keep some medical masks at home, and I will distribute some to everyone later. If we run out of masks, we can tear old clothes into strips, boil them in hot water to disinfect them, dry them, and then make them into simple masks."

Daily disinfection and antibacterial measures are essential, along with frequent handwashing. Avoid crowded places and ideally, disinfect the environment as well.

Qin Ziwen looked at Zhao Pu and asked, "If we were to unite the entire community to handle this together, what should we do?"

Zhao Pu frowned; this was a thankless and exhausting task.

He couldn't help but advise, "Mr. Qin, this is difficult." Qin Ziwen was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's give it a try. If we let it spread like this, how will we live when the community is full of patients and the dead? Will we just stay at home and never go out? Or can we move to another place to live?"

This isn't just our problem anymore; it's the problem of the entire community. While there aren't too many infected people yet, let's spread the word and see what others plan to do.

If the other residents in the community don't have a strong desire to save themselves, then Qin Ziwen can only respect their fate.

At worst, we can seal all the doors and windows and hide at home. Anyway, we have springs and stored food, so we can survive for more than half a month by tightening our belts.

But he thought of a crucial problem.

That is, if a large number of residents outside die, the occupancy rate of the Awakening Home community will gradually increase. When it reaches 20%, a three-day countdown to the time travel will be automatically triggered.

Three days later, a new group of residents will arrive, and at that time, they will come into contact with the original patients again.
Well, that's a perfect transition.

"Bang, bang, bang." Someone was knocking on the door downstairs.
A moment later, faint conversation could be heard.

Soon, there was another knocking sound downstairs, which stopped after a while.

"Bang, bang, bang." This time the knocking came from across the street.

"There's a recent outbreak of infectious disease in our community. Please take precautions at home and avoid crowded places as much as possible. If you notice anyone coughing in your household, please report it immediately."

They could hear the sounds outside clearly through the door.

It seems someone beat him to it and has already notified the residents of the community.

Soon, the knocking came at their door.

Wearing a mask, Zhao Pu got up and opened the door. Outside was a middle-aged woman who was also wearing a mask. "There's an infectious disease outbreak in the community recently. You need to take extra precautions and avoid crowded places. In the early stages, this infectious disease can be disguised as symptoms similar to a cold, such as coughing, low-grade fever, and fatigue, which are similar to the symptoms of a common cold."

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Pu's eyes: "How do you know such detailed symptoms?"

“I’m a member of the Alliance Mutual Aid Association. That’s what our leader told us,” the middle-aged woman said. “Would you like to join our Alliance Mutual Aid Association? We are a very loving and harmonious family.”

Zhao Pu turned to look at Qin Ziwen, who said, "Let's think about it."

"Okay, if you want to join the mutual aid society, remember to tell us who recommended you. I'm number 14." The woman smiled and waved before continuing upstairs.

After she left, I closed the door.

Qin Ziwen said, "The mutual aid association's response speed is indeed fast."

Zhao Pu shook his head and said helplessly, "But this is only treating the symptoms, not the root cause. The best way is to gather all the patients together, separate them from the healthy residents, and then centrally dispose of their excrement. After their symptoms have subsided, they should be isolated for observation, and then allowed to stay at home for observation once they have been confirmed to have recovered."

Deng Guang thought Zhao Pu's idea was unrealistic: "Who will take care of those patients? Who will collect and dispose of their excrement?"

"Let's go ask them first. Since the Alliance Mutual Aid Association is promoting it, it means they also want to curb the spread of infectious diseases. After all, everyone has to live here, and a poor living environment is bad for everyone."

When the woman wearing a mask came downstairs, Qin Ziwen expressed his desire to meet Zou Jianghe.

"Oh dear, that's the president of our mutual aid association. How can we just meet with him casually?" the middle-aged woman said, somewhat embarrassed.

"Thank you for your trouble. This is Dr. Zhao, a former practicing physician. He has some insights into this infectious disease. We also hope that everyone can live a better life." Qin Ziwen handed over some falcon meat.

The middle-aged woman took the bag, glanced at the meat inside, and immediately beamed with joy. "Oh, it's a doctor! I knew he looked kind. Why are you being so polite? I'll go ask him for you. Actually, our leader is a very nice person."

Twenty minutes later, the middle-aged woman returned, her attitude enthusiastic. "I put in a good word for you, and the chairman is willing to see you. I'll take you there right now."

(End of this chapter)