Even if she could hear clearly, it would be useless.
If she was willing to open the door, she would not choose to lock the door.
It's like, you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.
Jian Qing had no way of knowing what the situation was like in the ward, so she looked helpless at the closed door.
Having no choice but to give up, he turned around and walked to the monitoring room next door and walked in.
He Yiru's figure was clearly visible on the screen in the monitoring room.
Seeing the way she was holding her abdomen, she guessed that she was probably not in a good condition at the moment.
Jian Qing picked up the microphone on the table and sent a message to the ward, "Yi Ru, how can you open the door and let me in. " He Yiru was startled by the sudden sound above her head.
She narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly, "Qing, where are you?"
"I'm at your door, please open it."
He Yiru Qingling's eyes turned to the door, then turned back, stopping at the head of her bed, and lowered her voice, "Qing, don't come in, I'm already sick and will infect you."
Jian Qing's heart trembled when she heard this.
Her voice had become so arrogant, and she was still thinking about whether he would be infected.
There was an anxious look on Jian Qing's face.
He held the phone and tried his best to let his voice come in smoothly and clearly, "Yiru, it doesn't matter.
This virus is not contagious without contact.
You let me in and I'll give it to you."
Look at the situation."
"Qing, don't be like this, I don't want you to be in any danger."
He Yiru lowered his eyes and spread the quilt on the bed to cover his stomach.
Jian Qing watched her every move, knowing that she was now shivering with coldness and having unbearable abdominal pain.
He was also worried, but this was a necessary stage after contracting the virus, and there was nothing he could do.
Under the invasion of the virus, the digestive tract will be completely destroyed, and the irritation of the drug will only aggravate the decay of the gastrointestinal mucosa, so he did not dare to give He Yiru medication easily.
Jian Qing didn't want to force her, so she had to comfort her, "Okay, since you don't want to let me in, then I respect your wishes.
I want to come over and tell you that I am already developing the drug.
Don't be afraid.
Bear with it.”
He Yiru's eyes were clear, and he simply said, "Well, I believe you, can you tell me a deadline?"
"Three days."
He Yiru stretched out her hand to straighten the necklace on her chest and said calmly, "I can do it for three days."
Jian Qing felt that she didn't have much energy left to speak, so she warned her as soon as possible, "You have a good rest.
I will ask someone to bring you porridge regularly.
You must eat on time.
Do you understand?"
"Okay, got it."
He Yiru had leaned against the head of the bed and closed her eyes, her emotionless face covered with haggardness.
Jian Qing glanced at her one more time and didn't think much about it.
He just thought she was tired and hurriedly left the monitoring room and returned to the office to continue studying the solution.
The hands of the clock turned once and for a while, and three days flew by.
People who spent these three days in the hospital either burned the midnight oil in the laboratory, wrote hard in the office, or endured pain in the ward.
Everyone felt that these three days were as long as three years.
Finally, the door of the first laboratory opened, and the pharmaceutical personnel in other laboratories completed their work one after another, asking Jian Qing to perform the final inspections in turn.
Jian Qing took the glass tube containing the infected blood sample and put it into the glass bottle for culturing the new virus.
The first one, no response, failed The second one is also a failure The third one still failed The fifteenth one is still a failure
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