"What’s their condition?" Watching the doctors in thick hazmat suits examine the still-living ’zombies’ brought in, Vasily asked with concern.
After the incident, Vasily imdiately thought of this place, the dical research institute they had previously besieged.
Vasily wasn’t sure if this place could accommodate these ’zombies’, but with a thought to try, he still brought the living ’zombies’ along with the killed bodies here.
He hoped the doctors here could tell him what’s going on and how the situation should be handled.
Vasily and Dalia were allowed to enter the dical research institute to observe the dical researchers study the ’zombies’ they brought in.
"The virus has invaded the nervous system, making them irritable and aggressive." Sitting at the test table, the elderly woman who had previously given Hu Jie a dal was observing slides just taken from the bodies under a microscope while answering Vasily’s questions: "This mutation didn’t exist before, the virus previously only affected the respiratory and immune systems, but now it’s invading the nervous system, it’s really..."
The elderly woman shook her head as she spoke, obviously feeling troubled by the virus mutation.
Dalia listened to the elderly woman’s lant without concern about the virus mutation but rely asked her, "Can they still be saved?"
"Given our dical conditions, there’s no saving them." The elderly woman didn’t mind Dalia’s attitude, just shook her head helplessly: "Damage to the nervous system is the hardest to treat, which is why rabies has a 100% fatality rate; once infected, there’s almost no cure."
"Then do all these people have to die?" Vasily felt a chill down his spine, as this wasn’t just about the people they brought here dying.
The virus has mutated and started spreading. No one can guarantee that only these people were infected with the mutated virus, especially since they were previously locked in the quarantine area with other infected individuals. If the others were infected too, many more would die.
Vasily’s mory wasn’t so bad as to forget how the previous riot happened. If such a mass death of infected individuals occurred, their ’Revolutionary Army’ would beco a joke and be quickly overthrown again by the angry masses.
So under no circumstances can the infected die en masse, nor can they be turned into ’zombies’!
"Theoretically, yes, but if..." The elderly woman recalled the Human Body Repair Device used by the Fla Country rescue team and said uncertainly: "I’ve seen a device that can repair the human body, maybe it could repair their nervous system damage. As for eliminating the virus and infection, you can pray that our vaccine is developed soon."
Though it felt reluctant to drag the Fla Country into this, she indeed couldn’t bear to watch her people die like this, nor did she want to see the city she once built and lived in beco overrun by zombies. So the elderly woman ntioned the Human Body Repair Device she had seen before.
"Is it that device previously used to heal the wounded?" Vasily rembered this matter. Although he had been overwheld by the Titans of the Fla Country reinforcents, losing all focus to the Titans, he still recalled that those treated here almost recovered in a short ti.
The elderly woman nodded, affirming: "That’s the device, but unfortunately, it has been taken away by the Fla Country’s rescue team. That’s their equipnt, otherwise, we could try using it to repair the nervous system, although I’m not sure it can repair nerves."
Hearing this, neither Dalia nor Vasily said anything more; they didn’t care about the Fla Country’s device but were more concerned with how to handle the current situation.
"What should we do with these wounded? And the many other infected who were previously isolated with them, what asures should we take?" Dalia inquired of the elderly woman.
"The best solution would be sending them to a hospital for treatnt, but we currently don’t have any effective treatnt thods for the infection caused by this virus; we can only rely on supportive care to allow the patient’s body to heal itself." The elderly woman sighed helplessly, but more so with dissatisfaction at Dalia, Vasily, and others: "Originally, we could rely on official allocation, distributing dical resources for vaccine research and patient treatnt, but your so-called ’revolution’ ruined everything!
Without order and official allocation, lacking resources and supply, we can neither continue vaccine research nor treat patients! Now they can only wait to die! If you have a bit of rcy, let them die less painfully."
Upon hearing these words, Vasily and Dalia’s expressions changed instantly, both becoming quite unwilling.
However, Vasily’s reluctance stemd from being unable to save these people, while Dalia was unwilling to accept the elderly woman’s slander of their ’revolution’, yet couldn’t refute her words.
The elderly woman seed to notice their attitude, perhaps out of sympathy for the patients, or perhaps she felt that even in this era, there are still people pursuing the so-called ’revolution’. She still spoke to the two young people: "If you want to save these people, you can negotiate with the authorities, treating the patients first in the spirit of humanitarianism.
As for your so-called ’revolution’, if you want to truly revolutionize, at least read revolutionary works, enrich your thoughts, and then speak of revolution! If you just blindly imitate the past Suyia, what you’ll get is nothing more than our past outco!"
"Revolutionary works? Do those things really work? What should we read?" Dalia looked at the elderly woman in front of her, seemingly willing to listen since she might have experienced the Suyia era.
After all, to those young people yearning for Suyia, they have never truly experienced that era, and in modern tis there aren’t many writings from that era available. This indeed leaves them lacking in corresponding theoretical knowledge.
"Go look for it, there should still be libraries in the urban area preserving works of that era, books discussing the revolutionary process, experiences, and theories; you can all read those." The elderly woman’s attitude towards Dalia seed to change, and she told her a series of revolutionary works from the Suyia era.
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