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Chapter 166 High Fever Alert
At two o'clock in the morning, Lin Che closed his notebook at the table, and a few moments later, he heard a few soft noises from the outside room.

He stood up, but before he could take two steps, a suppressed sob suddenly came from behind the side door.

Lin Che pushed open the door and went in. He saw the girl huddled under the covers, her forehead covered in fine sweat, her body curled up in a small ball.

Lin Che frowned, leaned closer to touch it, and immediately withdrew his fingers as soon as they touched his forehead.

The temperature was scorching hot. The girl's voice was muffled, "It's so uncomfortable, it feels like my whole body is steaming."

Without saying anything more, he hurriedly opened the door and shouted, "Su Wanqing, Lu Zhao, come quick!"

While calling out, he picked up the form on the bedside table to record his temperature.

Su Wanqing was the first to arrive. Seeing the number on the thermometer, she breathed a sigh of relief: "She has a fever of 41 degrees Celsius!"

Lin Che quickly carried the girl out and placed her on an emergency stretcher. Lu Zhao then entered the room, carrying a medical kit, and attached a portable analyzer to the girl's wrist, his eyes fixed on the analysis screen.

"The special elements are dropping too fast." Lu Zhao unconsciously lowered his voice.

He stood on tiptoe to adjust the angle of the instrument, and two curves rose and fell anxiously on the screen.

"One-third of the active elements in her body were lost in five minutes."

Lin Che couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes. "If this continues, she'll be in danger. Conventional cooling methods won't be enough." As he spoke, "Night's" emotions also affected his reactions, and every movement carried a hint of urgency.

Su Wanqing lowered her voltage even further, took out all the first-aid kits, and handed three to Lu Zhao, "Try the remaining adrenaline, combined with the antipyretic."

Lu Zhao took the injections one by one and quickly injected them into the girl's vein. The data curve slowed down but did not stop declining.

He took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and stared at the screen.

The girl trembled slightly, stimulated by the drug: "It's cooler inside, but it feels very empty."

After she finished speaking, she curled up her legs again, her voice gradually lowering. Lin Che gripped the side of the stretcher, trying to use his supernatural ability to help her dissipate the heat, but he could only delay the process.

Su Wanqing nodded to her subordinates, glanced around at the medicine bottles, and found that none of them were the right medicine for her condition.

Before she could hesitate, Lu Zhao spoke up: "I judge that her reaction is caused by an imbalance in the metabolism of core elements in her body. This is not a common viral symptom, and medication will be ineffective."

Lin Che leaned close to the edge of the table, his voice low: "Wait for the equipment to refresh for another minute. If it really can't be reduced, we'll have to ask the military for personnel."

Su Wanqing's brows furrowed even more deeply than in the past few days. She opened the emergency communication system: "Summon Major General Fang to the dedicated line, immediately."

A moment later, the communication was established. She lowered her voice and said, "Major General Fang, if you could send someone who is most knowledgeable in biochemistry and the metabolism of highly reactive elements, there is a patient here with a persistent high fever and we have run out of medicine."

The other party replied with a single word: "Understood." Less than three minutes later, a coded signal of four short and one long words came from outside.

Xiao Ran stood guard at the main passage, and went out to greet the people with his gun.

As soon as they reached the side door, the three of them walked with heavy steps. Xiao Ran looked up and glanced outside; a few beams of light flickered in the shadows at the street corner.

Dr. Zheng walked in through the front emergency exit, dressed in military gray-blue, carrying a box of equipment in his hand, and at least three sets of medicine bags in his backpack.

Dr. Zheng, who was not yet forty, had a slight smile on his face. He first saluted and said simply, "I brought a full set of cooling equipment and rapid metabolism regulators."

He handed Xiao Ran a detailed list, then casually opened the equipment box and connected the data terminal to emergency power.

Xiao Ran turned around, glanced down at the surrounding corners, and whispered, "There are three groups of snipers on duty on the outer perimeter. The team has eaten and drunk their fill. They're not making any offensive moves, but they're all aiming."

Dr. Zheng didn't glance outside much. She laid out the four sets of cold compresses one by one, and then took out disinfectant alcohol and white powdery medicine from the box. "Could you open a cleaner space? It would be best if there was an insulated window."

Su Wanqing asked everyone to step aside and clear out the cleaned experimental area.

"Her body temperature is currently 41.3 degrees Celsius, and the element curve in her body is extremely unstable."

She handed Dr. Zheng a temporary summary of the medical records.

Dr. Zheng was straightforward; he immediately applied a cold compress to cool the girl's sensitive areas while simultaneously administering the specially formulated medication intravenously.

While operating the device, he connected it to Lu Zhao's analyzer using the portable host computer.

The data interaction speed on the North Screen is extremely fast, nearly 30% faster than the existing equipment at the base. Lu Zhao stood side by side with Dr. Zheng, reading the biochemical parameters in sync with him. "Just now, for twenty minutes, the rate of element loss was too fast, and the transition point between old and new metabolisms was extremely short, faster than any case we've seen in the lab."

Dr. Zheng unscrewed another packet of medicine. "Is there a periodicity to it? Did you test the elemental recovery process a few days ago?"

Lu Zhao took out the past archives, which were clear and organized: "She had experienced a few minor fluctuations before, but never a decline of this level. Recovery usually takes place with normal rest. This fluctuation was too violent."

Dr. Zheng nodded, "That means this batch of elements is inherently an adaptive process involving living tissue, with loss, recovery, and peaks occurring in a rhythmic manner. The occurrence of this metabolic abnormality should also be tracked synchronously with the external environment and the two most recent signal stimuli from the pendant."

After explaining, we adjusted the dosage of the medicine.

Lin Che kept staring at the girl, his fingers pressing on the edge of the stretcher, looking extremely uneasy.

How long can the effects of the medicine last?

Dr. Zheng turned around and said, "If her temperature doesn't drop within five minutes of the first round of medication taking effect, we'll have to switch to the second treatment plan. But for special cases, it depends on her individual recovery. If she can pull through, her recovery will definitely catch up."

The girl looked much weaker than before, her lips chapped. Su Wanqing wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Where do you still feel unwell? Tell me."

The girl stared at the ceiling, her voice broken, "It's cold, yet it's hot. Some places are disappearing, and some are growing back."

Lu Zhao quickly measured blood oxygen, heart rate and other indicators, and said in a low voice: "The lowest point of the concentration in the body has passed, and the value is slowly rising. I have only seen two cases of this recovery curve in the database."

Dr. Zheng nodded: "This shows that she does have her own regulatory mechanism, a process that cannot be completely replicated by external drugs."

He tossed a temporary record sheet to Lu Zhao and added, "If the fluctuations don't return to normal by tomorrow, we'll adjust the medication accordingly. I'll take the data back for review."

Su Wanqing and Dr. Zheng stayed by the bedside, recording the changes in parameters at all times.

Lin Che sat at the door without saying anything more, his mind still focused on the fluctuating numbers.

Seeing that everything was arranged inside, Xiao Ran slowed his pace as he went out, using the pretext of contacting the military to patrol the area outside.

He passed the abandoned building north of the shopping center and looked up at it at an angle. In the distance, three standard sniper positions were clearly distributed on the upper floors of the building, with two people at each position, but they were all just monitoring and had not released their weapons safety.

He calculated for a moment, then took out three extremely small remote-controlled explosive devices from a hidden spot and, taking advantage of the time on his way back to the base, hid them one by one in the pipes and drains that he had previously marked.

These devices are sufficient to create chaos in the event of an emergency, buying time for the troop to evacuate.

When Xiao Ran entered the room, he was covered in dust. He quietly walked behind the storage cabinet and put the remote control into his pocket.

After Lu Zhao checked the data, he synchronized the latest analysis to Dr. Zheng's tablet, and the two quickly discussed each parameter using very brief phrases.

"You see, this element is fluctuating again. It should rise to a stable level in another hour."

Lu Zhao handed over a set of documents.

Dr. Zheng quickly flipped through the data and made a simple comparison. "Each time the temperature dropped and recovered, it was accompanied by a high-temperature reaction, which is somewhat similar to the active metabolic stress we saw in the Armed Forces Hospital before."

These types of symptoms generally require limited external intervention; at most, they can accelerate recovery but will not completely reverse the process.

Lin Che turned to look at the two of them, "So if we encounter another acute metabolic imbalance, what other options do we have besides medication?"

Dr. Zheng lowered his head and closed the instrument case. "Theoretically, ensuring a constant external temperature and nutritional support is enough. If there are no viral signals interfering, she can pull through on her own."

Su Wanqing raised her head and glanced at everyone in the room: "All data and operations are double-recorded. We'll have a group meeting after dawn to file all the analysis results from tonight."

The girl's body temperature had dropped slightly to 39.8 degrees Celsius, and her lips had regained some color.

Su Wanqing patted her hand gently, "Hang in there a little longer, the medicine will take a few more minutes to take effect."

The girl nodded and said softly, "Actually, I remember everything. I feel safe when you're here."

Dr. Zheng silently packed up the medical equipment and medicine kit, handed the temporary treatment report to Su Wanqing, and explained that he would be on standby at any time that night.

Xiao Ran checked the communicator one last time by the window and quietly notified Lin Che: "If there are any special circumstances, I can detonate the three outer exits in three seconds. You can stay inside and guard the place without worry."

Lin Che switched the watch to monitoring mode. He sat back down next to the girl and stared at the temperature display screen.

It was so quiet outside that you could hear the wind whistling through the cracks in the iron gate. The air was filled with the beeping of instruments and the rustling of footsteps; no one spoke again.