273: Chapter 273 The Cyber-Science Fiction-Inspired Zhurong Hospital! A Super-Spreader with Thirty Times the Viral Load?

There were very few cars on the main road, but the taxi driver, Master Wang, was driving extremely slowly. He wore a mask and kept silent, his mood very heavy.

He had clearly been drinking the traditional chinese medicine distributed by the community for three consecutive days, and he had clearly worn his mask properly. He had only applied for an outing operation permit thinking he could earn some extra money to support his family, never expecting that he would be infected after driving for just three days...

"Little brother, are we going to your home now, or straight to the hospital?" Master Wang looked at Liu Xiaoming in the back seat through the rearview mirror, his voice full of bitterness.

"I... I don't know..." Liu Xiaoming was completely panicked at this moment. Thinking that going to the hospital might mean not being able to return home for more than half a month, he felt inexplicably agitated.

"Heh heh... Listen to me, give your family a call, and let's go straight to the hospital!" Master Wang advised.

"If you end up infecting your whole family later, that would be fun, hahahaha..." Master Wang spoke while laughing, making Liu Xiaoming, who was already agitated, even more restless.

"Master, can you please stop laughing?" Master Wang's mouth twitched, and he said with slight embarrassment, "Did I just laugh?"

"Sigh... It seems I really have been diagnosed!" "My disease progression is probably two days ahead of yours, haha..."

Master Wang suddenly stopped mid-laugh. He, who had been calm, suddenly slapped the steering wheel in anger and cursed, "This is fucking bullshit!"

"This goddamn crazy laughter disease—you don't know until you experience it yourself—it's just like eating laughing gas; you can't control it at all!" "Hahahaha-hic..."

Watching the driver's manic state, Liu Xiaoming finally made up his mind. "Master, let's go to the hospital!"

"If your condition gets any worse, you'll start having tremors; it won't be safe to drive..." Liu Xiaoming's words turned into a prophecy. Before he even finished speaking, Master Wang suddenly had a violent tremor. "Holy shit, holy shit!!"

Although Master Wang was shaking all over, the steering wheel in his hands suddenly twisted, and the car swerved, almost hitting the guardrail in the middle of the road!

"I can't drive this car anymore!" Master Wang slammed on the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road, and the two quickly got out.

"We're only about two li away from Zhurong Hospital!" "It's fate that we met; let's just go to Zhurong Hospital together!" "The government will arrange for drones to deliver our luggage!" Liu Xiaoming was still shaken.

"Wait, let me take a call!" He took out his phone and looked closely; it was a call from his dad.

"Dad! I have something to tell you... Okay, okay, you speak first!" "Don't go home yet? I wasn't planning on going home!" "...What did you say???" "Grandpa was diagnosed yesterday, and he became critically ill this morning?"

Hearing his dad's words, Liu Xiaoming almost couldn't hold his phone steady. "Son!" "Your grandpa has had diabetes for over twenty years, and his constitution is weak!" "He suddenly turned critically ill and just entered the ICU!"

"I'm taking care of your grandpa at the hospital. Although I don't have any symptoms yet, it's probably only a matter of time before I get infected, so I won't be coming home for a while!" "Xiaoming, you must take care of yourself and be careful!"

"Our whole family is at risk of infection now. Don't go home this afternoon; I'll have your mom thoroughly disinfect the place..." His dad's anxious voice kept coming from the phone.

After a long while, his dad finally finished speaking. "...Son, what did you want to say just now!"

Liu Xiaoming's mouth felt bitter, and he couldn't speak for a long time. "Say something!"

In his anxiety, Liu Xiaoming's nervous system, attacked by the virus, became even more uncontrollable, and he actually started crying while laughing. "Gaga-ga-hahaha!... Dad! I think I've fucking been infected already; it was probably passed to me by Grandpa, wuwu..."

On the outskirts of Jiang City. On the side of the main road near the inner ring, a plot of land that had originally been sold to developers was urgently requisitioned by the government. In its place was a grand complex of buildings that had sprung up from the ground.

At this very moment, in this complex, countless white-clad angels and volunteers in white protective suits shuttled back and forth. Hundreds of Rescue Armor soldiers wearing orange-red and yellow-green fluorescent striped gear cooperated closely, while hundreds of thousands of "Dragon Dragonfly" drones moved in groups of four, carrying out material air transport and distribution in an orderly manner through automated programs set by the intelligent AI system...

The whole scene was both intense and sci-fi, making new patients feel as if they had arrived in a cyber city. This was the first mobile cabin hospital in Jiang Province, Zhurong Hospital!

Five days ago, the Zhurong Hospital construction project, jointly undertaken by the Huaxia Engineering Armor troops and the Third Engineering Bureau of China Construction, had its entire construction process broadcast live to the people across the country through official media accounts on major social platforms.

Hundreds of combat engineers wearing Engineering Armor flew and tunneled at the construction site. From the start of the live broadcast to its official completion, it took only 20 hours, truly demonstrating the construction miracle of the "Infrastructure Maniac."

Zhurong Hospital was divided into four areas: the suspected patient ward area, the early-stage patient ward area, the mid-stage patient ward area, and the critically ill patient ward area. With a full 20,000 general beds and 500 ICU beds, the hospital's capacity of over 20,000 people directly set a Blue Star record that was almost impossible to break.

After getting out of the car, Master Wang and Liu Xiaoming walked for over ten minutes and finally arrived at Zhurong Hospital.

"Oh my god, I'm exhausted!..." The two looked up at the four big characters of Zhurong Hospital not far away, panting heavily.

One of the main symptoms of the mid-stage of the crazy laughter disease was physical weakness. After walking over a thousand meters, Master Wang, whose disease was more severe, couldn't even stand steadily and had to rely on Liu Xiaoming for support. Just then, a Rescue Armor soldier stepped forward quickly.

"Two citizens, what is your situation?" Liu Xiaoming, supporting Master Wang, looked up at the Rescue Armor soldier and said anxiously, "Big brother firefighter, we seem to be infected, hahahaha!..."

Liu Xiaoming's laughter was simply too obvious, so the Rescue Armor soldier immediately said, "Get on and sit tight; I'll take you in right away!"

The soldier turned around and crouched down, and the two support plates on the back of the armor opened up. Seeing this, the two quickly sat on it. After being secured, the Rescue Armor soldier rose from the ground and sent the two to the suspected patient ward area.

One hour later. After completing the consultation, the doctor came over to explain. "One to critically ill!" "One to mid-stage!"

Seeing the doctor point at him and still say "critically ill," Liu Xiaoming looked confused, wondering if he had misheard. Although he had been diagnosed and infected, at least he was much better than the taxi driver, right?

"Doctor, did you make a mistake?" "Me, critically ill???"

The doctor looked at Liu Xiaoming solemnly, handed over the inspection report in his hand, and said seriously, "Yes!" "Don't look at how lively you are right now!"

"But your viral load is a full thirty-three times that of a normal person, yet your symptoms are very mild. You are a typical super-spreader, what everyone often calls a 'Poison King'!"

"Don't look at how mild your symptoms are now, but the disease progresses very quickly—probably much faster than this driver!" "According to clinical experience, you will probably be physically weak and unable to get out of bed starting tomorrow!"

Looking at the terrifying total viral load in the inspection report, Liu Xiaoming was completely stunned.

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