RPAGF Chapter 401
Chapter 401
They came to the back door of the hospital, which was in a remote and dimly lit area and had no cameras installed.
Zhou Shuwan took out the mugwort box from the space and placed it on the open space.
She took out a few printed A4 papers, on which were the methods of resisting the Puras virus that she had compiled based on her memories of her previous life, including the effects and uses of mugwort, as well as some feasible treatment plans under doomsday conditions.
Zhou Shuwan placed the printed paper on the mugwort and pressed it down with a brick to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.
After doing all this, the two quickly left the back door of the hospital and disappeared into the night.
The next morning, a cleaner discovered the mugwort piled at the back door of the hospital. He rubbed his eyes in surprise, thinking he was seeing things.
He walked forward and saw the A4 papers. He was even more confused and immediately reported the matter to the hospital director.
After receiving the printed paper, the dean read it carefully and felt that the content was detailed and well-founded, and that mugwort itself had the effect of disinfection. He did not dare to neglect it and immediately reported it to the base and invited several medical experts for consultation.
After some discussion, several experts agreed that since there are currently no available medicines, they could try using mugwort for treatment, which at least would not produce side effects.
So, the hospital began to try using mugwort to treat several patients with more serious conditions.
They boiled mugwort in water, let the patients drink it, and wiped their bodies with the mugwort water for disinfection.
Because Zhou Shuwan collected very little mugwort liquid, he did not take it out.
For the time being, the hospital can only use this primitive method.
A few days later, surprising results appeared - the patients who took the mugwort water had gradually subsided from high fever and their condition improved significantly!
The news quickly spread throughout the base, and everyone was excited.
After Xiao Xiao learned about this, she immediately ordered that half of the mugwort sent by Zhou Shuwan be left to the hospital, and the other half be distributed to various factories to ensure that everyone drinks at least three bowls of mugwort water every day, and the factories are thoroughly disinfected.
As for people like Zhou Shuwan who did not live in the factory, they were given some mugwort per person and asked to boil it at home and take it.
People at the base were buzzing about this seemingly unseen wormwood, curious about its origins. Some speculated it was secretly cultivated by the base's leadership, while others said it was an anonymous donation from a kind-hearted individual.
All kinds of rumors circulated in the base, but there was no solid clue at all, and in the end, it came to nothing.
Zhou Shuwan had no time to pay attention to these rumors. She was extremely anxious because Mu Mu's symptoms were much more serious than those of anyone else in the family.
He had a high fever, a persistent cough, and rapid breathing. What was even more frightening was that a large amount of phlegm had accumulated in his body. When he breathed, his chest made a "humming" sound that was terrifying.
In her previous life, Zhou Shuwan had seen too many patients suffocated to death by sputum blocking their trachea. She would never let Mu Mu repeat the same mistake.
She acted decisively and took out a portable expectorant from the space.
This machine is small and easy to operate. It is a medical supply she specially prepared before the end of the world.
She skillfully connected the suction tube to the machine, carefully inserted the suction tube into Mu Mu's trachea, and started the machine.
The machine made a slight buzzing sound and started working, sucking out the phlegm in Mu Mu's body bit by bit.
After doing all this, Zhou Shuwan took out the prepared expectorant from the space, connected it to the infusion tube, and gave Mu Mu an intravenous infusion.
She stayed by Mu Mu's side all the time, closely observing his condition.
Qi Mingyu felt distressed when he saw her busy figure.
He gently held Zhou Shuwan's hand and whispered, "Wanwan, you should go and rest for a while. I'll take care of Mumu."
Zhou Shuwan shook his head, his eyes firm: "I'm fine. Mu Mu is in danger now, I must stay with him all the time."
Two days later, Mu Mu's condition finally improved.
The fever subsided, the cough eased, and the breathing became steady.
Zhou Shuwan finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair tiredly, closed his eyes and rested.
In the past few days, the Zhou family villa was filled with a strong smell of mugwort, and coughs were heard everywhere.
Especially the pungent smell of burning mugwort made people cough uncontrollably. She had no other choice but to ask Grandma Pang, Zhou Jianghai, and Mu Mu, who had severe coughs, to wear air-conditioned clothes and temporarily move to the third floor.
She wore a mask and carefully disinfected every corner of the second floor with mugwort water. She also opened the windows to ventilate the air. Only after the unpleasant smell dissipated did she let the three people return to the second floor.
With so many patients at home, Zhou Shuwan was constantly busy, exhausted both physically and mentally. Perhaps the prolonged fatigue and intense stress had pushed her body to its limits.
Finally, after the conditions of Zhong Tiyun, Zhou Jianghai and Mu Mu stabilized, Zhou Shuwan also collapsed.
Late at night, Qi Mingyu was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard a slight moan coming from Zhou Shuwan's room.
He woke up instantly and sat up suddenly, only to find Zhou Shuwan curled up on the bed, his face pale, his brows furrowed, and groaning in pain.
Qi Mingyu hurried to the bedside and called softly, "Wanwan, Wanwan..."
Before he could finish his words, he had already noticed that the other person's body was very hot.
He reached out and touched her forehead; it was burning hot!
His heart sank, and he quickly stood up to get the thermometer. It showed 39.7 degrees Celsius, just 0.1 degrees lower than Mu Mu's previous highest fever.
Qi Mingyu was not panicked.
During this period, he followed Zhou Shuwan to take care of the patients at home, and had accumulated a lot of experience. He was also familiar with the symptoms and treatment methods of the Plasma virus.
He knew that the high fever must be controlled in time.
He skillfully took out the antipyretic medicine and fed it to Zhou Shuwan's mouth: "Wanwan, take the medicine."
It was extremely painful for an adult to have a high fever, especially the pain that felt like being crushed by wheels. Zhou Shuwan looked at him weakly, then closed his eyes, swallowed the fever-reducing medicine with difficulty, and then shouted very softly, "Fever..."
Qi Mingyu felt so distressed that he changed a thin quilt for her.
He then connected an IV tube to her and slowly pushed the mugwort liquid into her blood vessels.
After doing all this, he sat by the bed, holding Zhou Shuwan's hand, and watching over her quietly.
Fortunately, the antipyretic was very effective. Within half an hour, Zhou Shuwan began to sweat profusely.
Qi Mingyu didn't dare to sleep all night. He wiped her sweat, changed her into clean clothes, set the alarm, and took her temperature every hour.