Capítulo 1773: Chapter 1775: Panic
This is not the first outbreak of plague in Australia, but it’s been years since it appeared on the mainland, mostly occurring in places like the Great Barrier Reef.
On hearing about the plague, people nearby were alard and backed away, “Is this for real, the Black Death?”
“It doesn’t necessarily have to be the Black Death,” the short dical student said, taking two more steps back, “It’s most likely bubonic plague… but if it’s secondary, it’s hard to say.”
The crowd retreated, leaving the first person who had attended to the patient standing alone, confused and helpless.
“Call the police,” soone suggested, “This isn’t just a matter of finding a doctor, this place might need to be quarantined.”
“Perhaps we should seek out a Daoist Temple,” soone else suggested, “It’s said to be miraculous.”
“My advice is to find the car owner,” soone shouted from afar, “Damn it, we were just drinking with that guy at the sa hotel… My god, this is a disaster!”
The patient with swollen lymph nodes was also a student, and after coming here, he t many fellow students and classmates from other schools; he had been mingling joyfully just now, and more than one of them was staying at the youth hostel.
Thinking of this, the faces of those staying at the youth hostel turned pale — could I be infected too?
More than one camper owner received a call, and upon hearing about the plague, they quickly rushed over in the middle of the night.
“There are doctors in the Huaxia engineering team,” a car owner responded swiftly, “First, we need to confirm whether it’s the plague.”
“No need to speculate, it’s definitely the plague,” three dical students stood far away, already wearing masks, “You should ask the Huaxia citizens if they brought any dicines!”
So car owners ran to the Huaxia engineering team’s station, while others ran to the Daoist Temple to knock on its doors.
The three dical students expressed confusion, “Why… go to the Daoist Temple?”
“Because that Daoist Temple… is extraordinary,” soone answered seriously, “Maybe they can cure the plague.”
“Oh my, using religion to treat?” a dical student rolled his eyes, “Do they have any… holy water?”
In the anti, the engineering team’s doctor hurried over. Officially, the team was not responsible for external dical assistance, but the problem was… it could be the plague! If confird, there’s a high likelihood of quarantine, and the project would naturally be suspended.
However, this doctor’s skills were not comndable. He studied integrated Chinese and Western dicine, but after graduating from university, he couldn’t find a good placent. Ultimately, thanks to his decent English proficiency, he managed to secure a job at a state-owned construction enterprise.
It’s sowhat laughable for a dical graduate to end up in a construction company, but overseas projects happened to need him.
Especially since he not only knew dical skills but was also fluent in English, making him a rare “multitalented” person.
But his dical skills were just a bit better than an average person; he could treat minor injuries, give injections and infusions, but for more complicated illnesses, he could only provide basic care before sending patients to local hospitals.
The company initially wanted him to learn so epidemic prevention knowledge, which could co in handy for overseas projects, but after arriving here, he ended up doing more translation work, with limited application of his professional knowledge.
Fortunately, he knew enough to protect himself first, covering himself thoroughly. From a distance, he used a strong flashlight to examine the patient and then took out an infrared thermoter to asure the patient’s temperature from a ter away.
After checking the temperature and observing the lymph nodes on the patient’s thighs, he spoke in a muffled voice, “It’s most likely the plague, notify the engineering team… this place needs to be quarantined, everyone should put on protective suits and spray 84 disinfectant.”
“Is it appropriate for us to quarantine them?” soone nearby asked, “We’re abroad after all.”
“If we don’t quarantine them, the project can’t continue,” the doctor replied lightly, proving to be a multitalented person who considered more than just disease treatnt, “You don’t understand the horrors of a plague outbreak.”
The person next to him started to panic, “But our people are also afraid of the plague, you can’t just think about the project, right?”
“That’s your concern,” the doctor’s reply ca muffled from behind his mask.
Then, he tossed the plague patient a bottle and a box of dicine.
Speaking in English, he instructed, “That’s Feng Oil, apply it on yourself. You can’t be bitten by insects now, and the box contains antibiotics, take two pills for now, I’ll go back to enhance protection and see if I can give you an injection first.”
The plague patient, despite a splitting headache and vomiting profusely, obediently applied the Feng Oil.
The doctor instructed others to spray disinfectant, and at that mont, a plump woman approached, it was Rose.
Being woken up in the middle of the night is never pleasant, but upon hearing about the plague, she dared not delay.
She was familiar with the engineering team and inquired from a distance, “Doctor, is it the plague?”
“Ninety-nine percent sure,” the doctor responded loudly, “Rose, don’t co any closer, it’s very dangerous.”
“Oh, my God,” Rose fumbled out a walkie-talkie, which looked exceptionally small in her chubby hand. “Sothing’s happened, it’s big. There’s a plague patient found outside the Daoist Temple.”
Sofia was in the middle of cultivation and hadn’t been resting. Upon hearing this, she was startled and quickly stopped her cultivation, “How many people? Has it spread?”
“I’m afraid it’s a bit dangerous,” Rose spoke weakly, “Damn youth hostel!”
“Oh God,” Sofia couldn’t help it, and she rushed out to find Feng Jun, “Boss, do you have a way to deal with the plague?”
Feng Jun understood the situation better than she did. After all, he was an extraordinary figure, and he noticed any disturbance outside. But… is the plague that easy to handle?
He hadn’t pondered much over this matter, but he didn’t think it was particularly difficult either, “Alright, I’ll go take a look first. Just follow afterwards.”
Feng Jun flashed and arrived at the scene, about a hundred ters away from the plague patient.
The forecast from the three dical students about the plague was tily, and their preventive knowledge was quite up to standard—they had everyone retreat beyond fifty ters. If insect bites weren’t considered, this distance could basically ensure protection from droplet infection.
Feng Jun appeared more than a hundred ters away, and basically, no one noticed him. At this mont, it was already very late, and although everyone was afraid of the plague, so people still had the courage to watch from seventy or eighty ters away.
Feng Jun was not using his real appearance this ti, but he was still of the yellow race.
After he stood there, he casually took out his mobile phone, began to understand the situation of the other party, and tried to match it.
A yellow-skinned person not far away saw his behavior and took the initiative to co over, “Is this… for posting on social dia? My mobile phone cara isn’t good, does yours take clear pictures?”
Social dia… cara resolution? Feng Jun glanced at him, a little amused, “I say, posting sothing like this on social dia, wouldn’t that be a bit unsettling? Besides, posting it cos with self-isolation, doesn’t it?”
The person was stunned for a mont and then said, “It wouldn’t really go that far, right? Is Australia that strict? But really, how many tis in one’s life can you encounter a plague? I think it’s quite aningful.”
Feng Jun shook his head with a smile and turned to walk away. He still needed to observe if anyone else was infected with the plague.
Before long, Sofia ca out, dressed in a Daoist Robe, with four Taoists following her.
She didn’t pay attention to anyone else and walked directly to the patient. There were people next to her trying to stop her, but she ignored them.
Only when she was less than two ters away did she ask, “Where did you get bitten?”
The engineer team doctor shouted desperately, “Get back, you’re not even wearing a mask, are you crazy?”
Sofia glanced at him and spoke matter-of-factly, “I am under divine protection, naturally immune to all poisons!”
The patient replied weakly, “Yesterday in Cairns.”
Upon hearing this, Sofia nodded slightly, “Then it’s not the responsibility of my Daoist Temple, but since you’ve fallen ill here, it can be considered fate. I’ll treat you this once, but you must worship the Three Pure Ones for life… are you willing?”
“Willing…” the patient agreed without hesitation, “as long as you start treating now… whatever works.”
“Doctor Wang,” Sofia waved to that doctor, “co over and give him the injection. I’ll give you a talisman to ensure you won’t get infected.”
The engineer team doctor went back to get protective gear and so disinfectant, and was now arranging for the team to find a sprayer, intending to spread it around for prevention.
But theoretically, the engineering team would certainly spray their own camp first before considering the outside.
Doctor Wang did co over, but he was still scared and sowhat hesitant.
After all, who wouldn’t be scared of this kind of situation? The key point is… he actually has no obligation to treat this person.
However, with Sofia offering a talisman, Doctor Wang dared to take the risk. The reason being, he had cooperated with the Daoist Temple for so long that he could feel its mystic powers.
In fact, there were too many rumors about the Daoist Temple within the engineering team. Outsiders might say Sofia had protective powers, but rumors within the team suggested that she was taken as a disciple by a highly skilled practitioner—even hinting at the possibility of being a cauldron.
It’s crucial to know that though these engineering teams worked abroad, their main mbers didn’t have high cultural literacy. To put it simply, they earned Aussie dollars or Arican dollars, but much of the work was still labor.
These people were more prone to accepting various mystical legends, and the construction industry itself was a very dangerous profession—they say policing is high-risk, but venturing into construction squares you with real dangers.
Generally speaking, dangerous industries are more susceptible to superstition—even if no benefits co from it, nobody wants to jinx themselves.
Dr. Wang was sowhat convinced of Sofia’s abilities. Hearing her ntion the talisman, he half-jokingly and half-seriously asked, “If I get infected, is there any compensation?”
Getting the plague doesn’t necessarily an death; it depends on the circumstances you encounter.
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