"Um." Zhang Ya nodded and looked at Qiu Wu and said, "we have done repeated experiments on this medicine, and the success rate is very high."

"No harm, come on." Qiu Wu rolled up his sleeve and said, "I've been worried about what to do if I can't survive the second trial, which is also very good."

"Qiu Wu, if you don't want to..." Zhang Ya's hand is still shaking. She looks at Qiu Wu with hesitation in her eyes.

"I think so." Qiu Wu looked at Zhang Ya and said, "I'm relieved to give you my life."

"But if..." Zhang Ya was shocked by the results of Qiu Wu's first medication.

"That's just my life." "Zhang Ya, since high school, you are the smartest one among us. If you can't even believe it, I don't know who else to believe," Qiu said

“……” Listen to Qiu Wu. Zhang Ya's eyes are a little red.

"Don't worry." Qiu Wu said with a smile, "I believe you."

Hearing Qiu Wu's words, Zhang Ya took a deep breath, then slowly vomited out, and then he took a neat action to inhale the medicine into the syringe.

When the needle of the syringe is against Qiu Wu's skin, Zhang Ya's hand pauses slightly and raises his eyes to see Qiu Wu.

Qiu Wu's eyes to Zhang Ya are full of unreserved trust.

He lowered his eyes and slightly pursed the corners of Zhang Ya's mouth. Then he finally made up his mind, stabbed Qiu Wu's skin with the pillow of the syringe, and slowly pushed forward the medicine at his upper arm.

After the syringe was pulled out again, Zhang Ya wiped Qiu Wu's arm with cotton wool.

"It doesn't hurt at all." Qiu Wu looked at Zhang Ya and said, "it's very good."

"I'll take your temperature in half an hour." "You can ring the bell for anything, I'll be here the first time," Zhang said

"Good." Qiu Wu nodded, "don't worry."

"Well." Zhang Ya nodded his head, and then he cleaned up the things. Looking at Qiu Wu, he said, "it will be OK."

"It will be OK." Qiu Wu nodded and watched Zhang Ya leave. Qiu Wu slowly closed his eyes.

In my mind, it seems that in the afternoon of that summer, the sunlight came from the window.

A long strand of hair was blown by the wind and slid across his pages.

Light fragrance, good smell,

At the same time, in the Sixth Hospital of Z City, Jin chenrui took a group of drugs to the conference room: "the first group of drugs has a total of 12, which can be directly put into use."

"Good!" The Dean nodded at once.

His heart has been in his throat these days. What should I do if the epidemic cannot be controlled?

What if something worse happens?

As a doctor, this is the last scene he wants to see.

As the president of the sixth house, he didn't want it to happen.

If it can be solved successfully, it will be the best.

Other doctors in the office were relieved.

This period of time is not easy for everyone.

It's finally going to be solved.

Although there are still some voices of doubt, this voice was soon defeated by reality.

There can be no worse situation.

Moreover, jinchenrui's preventive medicine is very useful, which is also obvious to all.

At last, the director made the decision, and this group of drugs was directly sent to the inpatient department for use.

Three hours of observation and testing followed the first group of patients.

Every medical staff in the sixth hospital is waiting for the final result.

On the other hand, GS Medical Research Office in Z city is not easy.

After repeatedly measuring body temperature and examining blood samples, we can finally see the gradual recovery trend of pathological genes.

The researchers in charge of the project in this group are relieved.

But Zhang Ya dare not relax.

It was the same after the first medication, but Qiu Wu's condition was much worse because of the rapid spread of the disease gene behind him.

Knowing that Zhang Ya's mood must not be easy, Xu Bo has been helping to monitor the time-sharing changes of blood samples.

It was five hours after Qiu Wu was given medicine until the diseased gene was completely recovered.

This time, Zhang Ya finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging was slowly put down.

"Great!" The researchers in the lab cheered happily.

"The medicine is working! It works! " The researchers spoke up.

"Another 24 hours." Zhang Ya stood up and said, "if the gene does not change again after 24 hours, he will be transferred out of the isolation area for a detailed physical examination and take good care of it."

"Yes." Everyone answered.

"Xu Bo, you are responsible for this." Zhang Ya looked at Xu Bo and said.

"Well." Xu Bo nodded and said, "please rest assured."

"Good." Zhang Ya just came out of the laboratory. Just after he went out, Zhang Ya felt a soft knee. He immediately reached for his hand to hold the wall beside him before he stood up.

"Great Great... " Mumbling, Zhang Ya's eyes quickly red.

The whole person was shaking. Zhang Ya knew that this was her sense of detachment after a long period of high tension.

She was very glad that she had slept so long the day before that to make up for some physical strength. Otherwise, according to her situation, she could not bear it for a long time.

The heartbeat is very fast, Zhang Ya hands cover his chest, laugh and cry for a while.

"Great..." Murmuring, Zhang Ya knows that he has not failed Qiu Wu's trust.

Back against the wall, Zhang Ya 's body slowly glides down, sitting on the ground, completely emptied his mind.

At this time, a pair of shoes came into Zhang Ya's eyes. Following the shoes, Zhang Ya slowly looked up at the owner of the shoes. At the sight of the familiar face, Zhang Ya's cry became louder.

"Cool on the ground." The man only said this, then he held Zhang Ya up from the ground and walked back all the way.

"Qiu Wu's fever has subsided, and his condition has not deteriorated." Zhang Ya said it off and on.

Her hand rings Wan Xinghao's neck and says, "great..."

"Well." In response, Wan Xinghao said, "great."

"Yes..." Zhang Ya leans in Wan Xinghao's arms: "ah Hao, I want to laugh very much, but I can't control tears, I can't control..."

"I know." Wan Xinghao responded with a gentle voice: "it's gone, everything's gone."

"Well..." Zhang Ya sobbed: "all are gone In the past... "

"Well, it's all over." Wan Xinghao walks with Zhang Ya in his arms. The sun shines on them. They are very gentle.

The vegetation in the courtyard is full of life under the sunshine. The green buds on the branches are tender and can't be hidden in spring, which is destined to bloom all summer. It's gone, it's all gone.