Mo Jun’s eyes widened in shock, quickly retreating. But the man’s explosive power was too astounding; Mo Jun couldn’t avoid it in ti.
"Miss Luo, be careful!" A soldier who had followed her in suddenly shoved the man aside, starting to wrestle with him.
Others hurriedly ca to restrain the man.
"Give him a sedative!" a doctor shouted.
"Hold on!" Mo Jun stopped him in ti, "I don’t yet understand his physical condition, we can’t just randomly use dication."
"He’s gone mad, can’t you see?!"
"Hold him down! He doesn’t have much strength." Mo Jun said decisively.
Sure enough, soon the man lost his strength. His body was already very weak; he must have been in so much discomfort that he just had a burst of energy.
But Mo Jun rembered the look in his eyes when he lunged at her earlier—it was terrifying, like a soulless beast...
The man was carried back to the bed, and Mo Jun swiftly extracted his blood.
As she left the room, she couldn’t help but glance back at the man, seeing he was in pain even while unconscious, his body twitching all over.
Actually, his situation was quite dangerous, but here dozens of people were in such peril that these doctors had grown sowhat numb.
When the door closed, Mo Jun glanced at the room number, which read 23.
Every patient here had a number. Each number corresponded to a lot of information and physical indicators.
Every ti doctors ca to examine them, they just needed to bring their instrunts. As long as they entered their number, they could retrieve their files.
Mo Jun morized the number and quickly went to extract other patients’ blood.
Their conditions were really critical, even though many doctors ca daily to care for them, treating them, it was all in vain.
Mo Jun always felt that they could die at any mont.
So she extracted their blood as quickly as possible and imdiately took it back for research. Mo Jun didn’t stand on ceremony with the researchers, directly arranging for many people to assist her.
She had to understand each person’s physical condition.
anwhile, Mo Jun would also monitor surveillance, instructing those watching to keep an eye on the patients’ situations, and report to her if anything unusual occurred.
Mo Jun was very busy, racing against ti.
But shortly, the person monitoring ca to report, "Miss Luo, patient 23 has suddenly erupted again, several doctors are unable to hold him down!"
"Number 23?" Mo Jun was surprised, him again.
"Yes, it’s number 23."
"Besides him, are there others with such symptoms?"
"No, just him."
But just as the person finished speaking, another rushed over, "Miss Luo, it’s bad, a patient’s on the brink! Doctors are rushing to save him!"
Mo Jun paused, grabbed a vial and said, "Take there!"
...
Mo Jun quickly arrived at a ward, upon entering she saw several doctors desperately trying to save him.
The patient was breathing rapidly, appearing to only exhale, utterly unable to inhale air.
His complexion was bluish pale, as if he had reached his limit.
"Inject this into him!" Mo Jun hurriedly handed the vial to a doctor.
"What is this?"
"Don’t worry about what it is, try it, there’s no ti now!" Mo Jun said sharply.
"Use it on him." Ye Hong rushed over, seeming to trust Mo Jun greatly.
With her saying so, the doctors had no choice but to comply.
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