Almighty Manor

Chapter 145: : Uncle Zhuang, save your life!

After a night of fermentation, Zhuangji Winery's anti-disease wine has become a hot topic for people in Xucheng.

In the same way, the flu virus entered an outbreak overnight, and many people fell ill that night. Some people just suffered from coughing and sneezing, but some people started having a high fever, some frail elderly people, or originally Patients with relatively weak immunity, or people with long-term overdrafts, have fallen ill.

Hospitals everywhere are full, and people in community clinics lining up for injections must bring their own stools. Even hanging bottle racks are not enough. What's more terrible is that the flu has also become popular among medical staff.

Working with illness? Likely to cause more infections and rest immediately? What to do if there is insufficient medical staff?

And this dilemma not only threatens medical staff, but also threatens various staff in the streets and alleys of the city.

The virtual city was originally like a large machine with precise operation, and this small flu virus has begun to threaten the operation of the virtual city.

Of course, this is the first outbreak of the flu. There are still a few days before the real outbreak, and not many people really realize how terrible the flu is.

The most important thing to watch out for for influenza is not its own lethality, but its complications and potential damage to the body.

Generally speaking, to calculate the harm caused by influenza, we should introduce a concept of "excess mortality".

There was no large-scale flu outbreak last year. The number of deaths in some places was 2,000. This year, the flu broke out. The number of deaths in some places is 2,800. These 800 people are likely to be caused by the flu.

In places like Virtual City, large-scale flu can even threaten the lives of thousands of people!

On this night, there were a lot of restlessness, some because of being tortured by illness, some because of worry and anxiety.

At this time, the magical "quishing wine" spreading in the circle of friends has become their life-saving straw.

...

Less than four in the morning, a car drove from the direction of the virtual city.

In the car, the urban white-collar Xiao Chen drove his fiancee in his car and looked around as he drove.

"A slice of green kumquat, green kumquat ... what does a kumquat look like? But don't make a mistake ... alas, a green wall is right."

However, on the road beside Lake Jia, the street lights are not too bright. It is not lit now, and it is not easy to find a piece of green tangerine tincture.

"Let's come too early ... this morning, I'll sleep for a while ..." The fiancee sat in the co-pilot, with a look of disappointment, modern people can sleep late, can you get up early ...

Let's say something else.

"Hey, don't go to sleep first, help me look at it, my father, our mother, your aunt and their flu, but we all expect that we can get sick wine today."

The fiancee barely opened her eyes and lay on the window looking out.

No, no, no ...

While watching, the car suddenly stopped.

"Why did the car stop? Go on!" The fiancee was startled as soon as he turned his face.

As you can see, there are already seven or eight cars parked on the side of the road. Obviously, they are all buying medicine.

I'm not mistaken, it's only four o'clock in the morning!

Mo Daojun walked early, and there were early pedestrians.

"Everyone is so early. I thought I was the only one who couldn't take the leave, so I could hurry." Xiao Chen greeted and moved forward.

Who would have thought that everyone ignored him, and looked at him with a stunned look.

"What are you waiting for? Who knows when this boss started selling sick wine, it's really impossible, I can only wake people up. I have to go to work at nine, and I have to hurry before I start to traffic jam ..."

Talking, Xiao Chen suddenly felt wrong.

What's wrong?

What happened?

Xiao Chen stepped forward in wonder.

There is a small vacant lot in front of the farmhouse. Before, everyone was in the circle of friends and had a lot of photos lining up here. At the time, the piece was very flat. The parts are similar to the crash site.

And not far from the fence of the farmhouse, an excavator, a loader, and a bulldozer piled up randomly, like a messy modern art.

Make all the onlookers wonder.

At the moving speed of this kind of construction machinery, even if it is a three-way collision, it is impossible to hit it like this ...

Not to mention, the various parts scattered over a hundred square meters seem to be torn apart by something.

But what can tear engineering machinery like this?

This is construction machinery, not rags!

"Help ... help ..." A weak call for help came from under the bulldozer.

"Someone is below!" Xiao Chen was startled and said, "Quickly save people!"

"Don't, you can see clearly!" The person next to him quickly held him, Xiao Chen looked closely, and saw three horrible dogs squatting beside the construction machinery, staring at everyone with a jealous look. People approach.

"That's a fierce dog!" A few people didn't dare to go forward when they saw the dog. One of them quickly said: "Call the police!"

The telephone number was called out and was quickly transferred to the nearest police station, Niushan Town Second Station.

In the police station, there was a lot of trouble.

"So ... the director ... there is another case. I'll deal with it. I'm sorry to ask you to answer the phone here."

"I'm busy, let Lao Zhou pick it up!"

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou don't fall asleep, answer the phone ... oh, it's not good, Brother Zhou is sick!"

"Brother Li, Brother Li, didn't you settle the case for Uncle Zhuang? How did you fall asleep? Ah, it's so hot! Wait, the transcripts haven't been sorted out yet, is it ... Uncle Zhuang are still here? Didn't go back? "

Little policeman Li Wuxing rushed to the reception room next door, opened the door, and saw the three men of Zhuang, either lying on the sofa or lying on the table, all fell asleep. When he saw the policemen coming in, Zhuang was confused. At the beginning, he said, "Ah ... what time is it? Can we go?"

Li Wuxing felt ashamed, and he quickly said: "I'm sorry, sorry, Uncle Zhuang, it's long over here, but Li Li is asleep, and I'm really sorry ..."

Father Zhuang awakened the two old brothers and went out to see the five or six policemen who were on duty here at night, and fell ill, leaving only the director and the little policeman Li Wuxing who had drunk the sick liquor before. People are still jumping around.

"What can I do? I'm sick, director!"

"Now that the investigation is over, can I drink medicinal liquor right now." Dad Zhuang sighed and took out four bottles of medicinal liquor from his backpack and handed it over.

When the little policeman first bought the sick liquor from Zhuang Dad, a few people were just uncomfortable, not serious, and it was really good to drink.

But at this moment, all four colleagues were already in a groggy state, and two of them also had a high fever.

The moment he took away the sickness liquor, the director and the small policeman actually hesitated.

Do you want to drink it?

Anyone with modern education ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ should send them directly to the hospital at this time.

But seeing a few colleagues humming uncomfortably, the director unscrewed the lid and poured them down.

Five minutes later, four people woke up.

"Well, I'm alright? Nothing bad at all? What's the matter?" The four men threatened.

After knowing the reason, several people were in tears with excitement: "Uncle Zhuang, you are my benefactor!"

It was really uncomfortable just now, it was almost dead!

Just then, the dispatched phone rang again.

After answering the phone, the little policeman changed his face.

"Director, something happened to Zhuang's farmhouse!"

"What?" The director was startled.

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