Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 385 How could it just collapse like that?

Under a star-studded night sky, a speedboat sped towards Belling Island.

Zhu Yiming jumped onto the dock, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he was stopped by a vigilant guard: "Who is it? What are you doing here!"

The bright light shone on Zhu Yiming's face, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes and could only cover them with his hands: "My name is Zhu Yiming, I'm from Saint Vat Island!"

What are you doing on Belling Island?

"To see a patient!" Zhu Yiming explained his purpose while taking out his identification. "I was notified by my superiors to come here. You can check it."

The guard remained vigilant, contacting the duty room to verify Zhu Yiming's identity and purpose before relaxing slightly: "Please follow me!"

The guards first led Zhu Yiming out of the dock, and then assigned someone to drive him to the research institute.

Zhu Yiming couldn't help but ask, "Brother, did you know that someone fainted when the Tongshan was docked?"

The guard was taken aback: "I've heard about it."

Zhu Yiming asked anxiously, "How is that person?"

"Sorry, no comment." The guard had heard a little bit of information, but the research institute was a classified unit, and no matter what the information was, it could not be revealed to outsiders.

Not a single word.

Zhu Yiming was both angry and anxious, but he knew that continuing to ask would not yield any results. He could only forcefully suppress the agitation in his heart, turn his head to look out the window where there was only darkness, and his right leg trembled uncontrollably.

Soon, the SUV stopped at the edge of a brightly lit building complex.

The research institute is divided into two parts, above ground and underground. The underground part is mainly used for the research of Pneumocystis jirovecii, while the above ground part integrates various functions such as accommodation, living, and medical treatment.

Upon receiving the news, Jiang Yuwei was already waiting outside. As soon as Zhu Yiming got out of the car, he couldn't wait to ask, "Sister Wei, how is Ou Yang?"

Jiang Yuwei's expression was complicated: "They're still trying to save him."

Zhu Yiming was shocked: "Still not out of danger?"

Jiang Yuwei gently shook her head.

Where is Ouyang?

"This way!" Jiang Yuwei led the way, bringing Zhu Yiming to the outside of the emergency room.

Through the tempered glass, Zhu Yiming saw Ou Yang lying on the bed with his eyes closed, a breathing mask over his mouth, and various colored electrode wires stuck to his body. Several medicine bags were hanging on the headboard, and medicine was being dripped into his veins at the same time.

In addition, two doctors wearing full protective gear were busy in the emergency room.

Zhu Yiming was completely taken aback: "It's that serious?"

Jiang Yuwei's expression darkened: "His condition is more serious than we imagined."

Zhu Yiming turned his head in shock: "What do you mean? Is there any danger to his life?"

"We don't know if his life is in danger..."

"No, aren't you professionals? How come you don't even understand the situation?" Zhu Yiming's tone suddenly rose. "Then please tell me, what does 'more serious than imagined' mean?"

Jiang Yuwei also widened her eyes: "Zhu Yiming, I know you're anxious, and I'm just as anxious as you, but Ou Yang's situation is indeed too complicated."

"Then tell me!" Zhu Yiming jumped up and down, "Just how urgent is it?"

Jiang Yuwei answered in rapid succession: "On the surface, it seems he caught a cold, which led to pneumonia..."

"And then, you just get treatment, right?" Zhu Yiming interrupted.

"Can you let me finish what I have to say?" Jiang Yuwei glared at her, looking like she was about to hit someone.

"Yes, yes, yes, you say it!" Jiang Yuwei took a deep breath: "For ordinary people, pneumonia is no big deal, but Ouyang is different... Don't interrupt me!"

Zhu Yiming, who was about to speak, suddenly choked up, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Jiang Yuwei continued, "As you know, Ouyang is different from others. He has pneumocystis pneumonia in his lungs, but it's been suppressed."

Zhu Yiming couldn't help but ask, "And then?"

Jiang Yuwei cut to the chase: "With a cold and fever, his immunity is down. The bacteria in his lungs are showing signs of reviving and growing, affecting his respiratory function. We don't know how it will ultimately develop."

"What?" Zhu Yiming jumped up, his expression changing rapidly. "You mean, Ouyang can be infected with Phantom Pneumocystis?"

"possible."

"What nonsense! He's immune! He's immune! How could he possibly get infected?" Zhu Yiming shouted in despair.

"It's just a possibility; it's hard to say right now."

Zhu Yiming wouldn't listen at all: "Isn't there a way to treat it? Then let's get it treated! Are you short of money? I'll give you the money!"

Jiang Yuwei was exasperated: "This isn't about money. His condition is extremely rare and has very important research value..."

"What do you mean?" Zhu Yiming's face darkened. "You Jiangs, you don't want to give Ou Yangzhi to us, do you? You're abandoning us when disaster strikes, aren't you? I knew it, I knew women couldn't be trusted!"

"Zhu Yiming!" Jiang Yuwei shouted sharply, "When did I say I wouldn't treat him?"

She pointed sharply at the emergency room: "We are using the best medicine, the best doctors, and the best treatment plans. All costs are covered by the research institute. But his condition is too special. Conservative treatment may work, or it may develop into phantom lung disease, and vice versa. No one can guarantee the outcome. Do you understand?"

Zhu Yiming was stunned: "How is that possible?"

“Nothing is impossible. We don’t know how to save him right now.” Jiang Yuwei turned her head away, tears streaming down her face.

Zhu Yiming paused for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry, I got too excited."

Jiang Yuwei tilted her head back, forcing herself to stop crying.

"What about stem cells? What about transplantation?" Zhu Yiming asked again.

Jiang Yuwei shook her head: "I don't know either. All the tests have been done, but the results haven't come out yet. We can only treat it conservatively..."

Footsteps sounded from not far away, and Zhou Jimin and several other experts appeared outside the emergency room.

Jiang Yuwei immediately went up to him: "Teacher Zhou, is there a result yet?"

Zhu Yiming then realized what was happening and quickly chased after him: "Professor Zhou, how is Ou Yang's condition? Can autologous transplantation cure him? How much will it cost? Just tell me!"

Seeing the two equally anxious faces, Zhou Jimin sighed: "A lung transplant won't solve his problem."

Zhu Yiming was stunned: "Why? Isn't lung transplantation the best treatment?"

“Ouyang is different from others,” Zhou Jimin emphasized. “He not only has hyphae in his lungs, but also some hyphae in other parts of his body. Although they do not grow and do not cause disease, simply transplanting a new lung will not solve his problem.”

Zhu Yiming scratched his head vigorously: "How could this happen?"

Zhou Jimin patiently explained, "This is the first time we've encountered this situation. We haven't been able to come up with a suitable solution, so we came here to see if we can find any inspiration."

Jiang Yuwei pleaded, "Teacher Zhou, please, you must save him!"

"Don't worry, we will do our best," Zhou Jimin said, but his tone lacked confidence.

Zhu Yiming's gaze fell on Ou Yang again through the glass: "How could such a strong person just collapse like that?"

Jiang Yuwei repeated blankly, "Yes, how could she just collapse like that?"

(End of this chapter)