The Abandoned Young Master of a Wealthy Cultivation Family

Chapter 32: Strange Disease

Jiangzhou First People's Hospital, located in Changping District, Jiangzhou, is the best hospital in Jiangzhou, and Xue Wanyun is the chief physician of the infectious disease department of this hospital.

The ward temporarily converted from the inpatient hall was now filled with patients, men and women, young and old, from elderly people in their seventies to children of seven or eight years old. Each patient lay on the bed with dull eyes and dazed expressions. There was a strange black air flowing in their eyes, their bodies were stiff, and their body temperatures had dropped to a terrifying level.

A group of men in white coats were walking between the beds with serious expressions, looking at the readings on the instruments, their faces filled with shock and disbelief in their eyes.

An elderly man wearing black-framed glasses, his face grave and serious, spoke in a deep voice, "Everyone, this emergency is an absolutely daunting challenge. We must give it our all! I hereby declare that experts will be immediately transferred from Lin City Hospital to form a team to conduct case modeling research! In addition, prepare an emergency plan. If the situation deteriorates in any way, report it immediately to the provincial health system. Maintain confidentiality and do not cause unnecessary panic!"

Several chief physicians took a deep breath, their faces extremely serious, and said in unison: "Yes, Dean!"

The old man pondered for a moment and began to issue orders in an orderly manner.

"Director Zhang, immediately lead the doctors and nurses to that lakeside community and collect water and soil samples to try to culture the virus."

"Director Jia, please notify the laboratory department to transfer these patients' blood samples to the global case database for comparative analysis. If similar symptoms are found, notify the expert team immediately!"

"Director Xue, please stay here and record the patient's vital signs at all times. I need more data analysis!"

"......"

After receiving the order, everyone took action immediately. Soon, only Xue Wanyun and a few young doctors and nurses were left in the ward.

Xue Wanyun's face had turned pale from continuous overtime work. A young female doctor noticed this and advised, "Director Xue, you haven't slept for a whole day and night. Go get some rest. We'll be here for you."

Xue Wanyun forced herself to cheer up and smiled. Looking at the twenty or thirty patients lying there, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes. She said, "I'm fine. Pay attention to the patients' vital signs. If anyone falls into a coma, rescue them immediately!"

"Yes!"

Several young nurses had eyes full of pity. Since the first similar patient was discovered a week ago, this terrible disease named "Yin Death Disease" by the hospital has finally revealed its claws!

However, after so much effort, many doctors have still not found the cause and source of this disease!

Neither chemical methods nor physical experiments can reveal the pathogen of the Yin Death Disease. This is the most headache-inducing thing for the expert group. If they can find the pathogen, they can find a way to treat it. But if they can't even find out what disease the patient has, how can they treat it?

"Ding---" A shrill alarm sounded from the instrument next to an old man's bed. The old man's face was terrifyingly pale, with a cold black air condensed between his eyebrows. He was breathing rapidly and seemed to be about to faint.

Xue Wanyun's face suddenly changed, and she rushed over: "The patient's body temperature has dropped to 29 degrees Celsius, blood flow has decreased, and consciousness has begun to coma. Prepare the adrenaline injection and the defibrillator. If the patient develops ventricular fibrillation, prepare to defibrillate immediately!"

"Yes!"

Ten minutes later, Xue Wanyun wiped the sweat from her forehead and watched the curve representing the heartbeat on the instrument turn into a straight line. The pain in her eyes became even more intense. She turned around helplessly and said, "Announce the time of death!"

A group of young doctors also looked painful, but they had no time to be sad. After recording the old man's time of death and changes in vital signs, they continued to work.

at the same time.

Jiangzhou First People's Hospital expert group consultation room.

Those who could sit here were all senior experts from Jiangzhou and nearby city hospitals, but the atmosphere in the room was terribly depressing.

The director of Jiangzhou First People's Hospital, Wang Jiakang, had a heavy expression on his face as he spoke with difficulty, "Everyone, this outbreak of 'Yin Death Disease' came without any warning, and there are no known cases in history. Most importantly, we still haven't figured out the cause of this 'Yin Death Disease'! Over thirty lives lost, including five children as young as seven or eight. We cannot lose this battle, and we can't afford to lose!"

"Human lives are at stake. Everyone, does anyone have an effective treatment plan? Even if it's just a guess, let's discuss it!"

The group of old men looked extremely unhappy, looking at each other, but no one spoke.

They also know that human life is at stake, but this "yin death disease" is too strange, which really leaves them helpless!

Firstly, no viruses or bodily function deficiencies were found in the patients. Secondly, their symptoms were very similar to those of people possessed by evil spirits. Their faces were pale, their bodies were cold, and their consciousness was blurred. Especially the black energy on their bodies was chilling. Even old doctors like them had never seen such a weird case in their entire lives!

Wang Jiakang's frown deepened. Just as he was about to speak, an old man with white hair and beard said in a deep voice, "Since no one has a solution, let me share my humble opinion!"

Wang Jiakang's face lit up with joy, and he said quickly, "Mr. Zhu, please speak!" This old man was a retired Chinese medicine doctor from Jiangzhou People's Hospital. He only attended this event because the situation was serious. Although his medical skills were not the best among those present, his vision, knowledge and experience were among the best.

The white-bearded old man pondered for a moment, stroked his beard, and said in a deep voice: "I believe that before this, you have tried all kinds of Western medicine, but nothing worked. So I suggest you use Chinese medicine!"

"I've seen the symptoms of these patients, and they really do resemble what Chinese medicine calls 'evil cold entering the body, invading the lungs, and disrupting the five elements.' I think we can try the 'qi acupuncture' method in Chinese medicine. It uses qi to regulate qi, correct the five elements, balance yin and yang, and dispel the evil cold!"

"Air needle?"

"Using Qi to rectify Yin and Yang?"

These people were all masters of Jiangzhou's medical field, so they naturally knew about the Qi acupuncture method in Traditional Chinese Medicine. This Qi acupuncture had long been lost. Even if there were still people in Daxia who could master Qi acupuncture, they would definitely be few and far between. Where could they find them in this situation? Moreover, this was just Mr. Zhu's conjecture, and it was not necessarily correct. If the optimal treatment time was missed because of this, it would be a loss.

An elderly man with meticulously combed hair, looking gentle and elegant, frowned and said, "We've tried all the traditional Chinese medicine methods before, and they're all useless. As for the Qi acupuncture that Elder Zhu mentioned, I won't say whether it's true or not. Even if it's really that magical, there are more than 30 patients in the hospital. Even if that person has a lot of Qi, it won't be enough!"

"I agree with Lao Qian. We should speed up our research on the patient's illness. As long as we find the pathogen, we can find a way to obtain information!"

"But we've been searching for nearly three days and still have no clue. Shouldn't we try a different approach?"

"Just because we can't find it now doesn't mean we won't find it in the future. I don't believe this 'Yin Death Disease' doesn't have any pathogens left!"

Seeing a group of old men glaring at each other and about to start a quarrel, Wang Jiakang's face turned grim. He slammed the table and sighed, "Everyone, I invited you here to find a solution, not to quarrel! If you really have no other solution, then let's adjourn!"

A group of old men looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and an old man with white hair and a youthful face, dressed in white training clothes, strode in.