3084: C3084 We're Just as Sad

C3084 We're Just as Sad

Yang Ping didn't go to Hidden Treasure Pavilion immediately after leaving the hospital. Instead, he came to Dragon City's Number One jail to treat patients who were infected.

When Yang Guoyong received the news, he rushed over immediately and accompanied Hee Zhennan and the others to observe. Only the absent Duan Fei was currently recuperating at home. He did not die and was rescued by Yang Ping from the karst cave.

Duan Fei wanted to die together with Yang Ping. He was even willing to sacrifice himself, but in the end, he failed. Yang Ping was very similar to getting rid of this disaster. With Duan Fei here, the Dragon City's ability to deal with danger might be greatly reduced if it was hindered by Duan Fei. Yang Ping didn't want to see this, but he was willing to give Duan Fei the opportunity to see his subsequent performance.

At this moment, Yang Ping developed an invincible spirit. Even if Duan Fei didn't regret it in the end, he didn't mind sending him off.

"These are the patient treatment reports."

Yang Guoyong received a stack of documents from his secretary. There were two words on it: "Secret." Yang Guoyong said seriously, "Yang Ping, I beg you to save them. Over a thousand lives."

Yang Guoyong felt bad just thinking about it. If a thousand people died during his term of office, not only would his political future be ruined, he would never be able to accept such an outcome.

His eyes were red, and he'd been awake all day, exhausted. However, Yang Guoyong didn't rest. He was worried about the patient's condition in the detention center twenty-four hours a day.

The secretary couldn't bear to persuade him to go rest, but being scolded by Yang Guoyong and having his life hanging by a thread, who would be able to sleep?

After reading the report, Yang Ping nodded and said, "Go check out the patient's condition."

Arriving at a confined room that was airtight, the severely ill patients were locked up. Yang Guoyong was very familiar with the illness and understood the patient in custody. While explaining the specific situation, he looked at Yang Ping's face.

"Open the door." Yang Ping said.

Yang Guoyong's expression changed and he quickly said, "It's very dangerous inside. The patient bites every time he sees someone and spreads it through his blood. "It's better to be careful."

Yang Ping smiled, shook his head and said, "Open the door, I can take care of it."

Unable to refuse Yang Ping, Yang Guoyong gestured for them to open the door.

The confinement room opened.

Two monsters that were covered in blood pounced out. The official behind Yang Guoyong was scared to the point that his face became ashen and he subconsciously sat on the ground. Only Yang Guoyong stood straight and was on the same side as Yang Ping.

Bang!

The two patients collided with a layer of defensive membrane formed from Qi and were bounced back. However, they did not feel any pain and rushed forward again.

Yang Ping frowned and looked at the patient coldly.

An extremely dangerous aura spread out. Even though the patient was insane, he still had his instinctive fear. He was very fearful of Yang Ping's aura and knelt on the ground with two groans.

The people beside him were dumbfounded.

The door to the Reflection Chamber closed.

Yang Ping's figure disappeared into the crowd. The moment he entered the confinement room and the door closed, everyone felt that his back was extremely tall. The veterans who had been in the government for many years were all shocked by the scene before them.

The Reflection Chamber was pitch black, but it didn't stop Yang Ping from seeing a patient. He released a wave of intimidating aura, and two patients with severe injuries obediently lay on the ground. After checking, Yang Ping sighed. This wasn't the virus in the cave, but another type. It was as he had expected, the Ebola virus from Africa.

Ebola virus was usually transmitted through blood and [sex]. To be able to infect so many people in such a short period of time, it had to be an improved version of the virus. For those with the ability to improve and spread widely around Dragon City, Yang Ping only thought of Dr. J. This person was a scientific eccentric. He was ruthless, merciless, inhumane, and could do anything.

Wu was saddened that Zhu Yan had cooperated with Dr. J, implying that he also had part in the monster attack. On the mountainside, Yang Ping had instinctively killed Doctor J and let Zhu Yan go. It was not because Doctor J was easier to kill than Zhu Yan, but because he was afraid of Zhu Xi's relationship.

Zhu Xi and Yang Ping both knew that Zhu Yan stood between them. Once Zhu Yan was killed by Yang Ping, it meant that their love would eventually lose to reality.

No one could accept being together with a man who had killed his father, even if his father had done many heinous things.

This had nothing to do with emotion or reason.

Yang Ping heaved a sigh of relief, pulled his thoughts back to reality, and took the initiative to treat the patient. Using Five Elements Acupuncture with his current strength, dealing with the improved Ebola was not a difficult task.0

Yang Ping came out of the confinement room after treating the two.

Yang Guoyong said anxiously, "How is it?"

Yang Ping nodded and smiled, "Yang, please ask for help. Two patients with severe injuries have been treated. Blood was drawn from them to make serum. They should be able to treat the others."

Yang Guoyong tightly held Yang Ping's hand. He was so excited that tears started to fall from his eyes. He choked and said, "Thank you. Thank you so much …" Knowing that more than a thousand people could be saved, he couldn't help but cry out of joy.

The official on the side clapped and looked at Yang Ping excitedly.

Yang Ping didn't linger and gave some brief instructions before leaving in a hurry. Coming to the detention center to treat people infected with Ebola is a purely internal responsibility that has nothing to do with Yang Guoyong's request.

When he returned to the infirmary, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Since there was still no call from Hidden Treasure Pavilion, it meant that the time was not up yet. Yang Ping didn't know what was going on, so he went back to his room to rest. Through the window, he looked at the night sky and the top floor of the Huahang Edifice under the night sky. The light in the CEO's office was often lit up, and the person next to the window was still working overtime.

Yang Ping looked at it silently and thought to himself, "If it's all fate, then I might as well not know him." From the moment they met, knowing each other and falling in love, it had actually only been a short three months.

In these three months, Yang Ping had experienced too many life and death experiences, it was as if he saw the pain that fate brought to him. Without her participation, Zhu Xi might still be living a lonely life as a CEO.

But there was no 'if' in life.

Yang Ping thought of the figure at the bottom of the hill again. In his mind, he gradually stripped off the darkness and removed it. Finally, it returned to a beautiful face that was pleasing to the eye.

Pearl!

Yang Ping fiercely grabbed the blanket and thought to himself, Ming Zhu, why did you avoid me? Why can't we face it together?

Right now, he hated himself for not being strong enough. If he was grand enough, no one would dare to bully him, or even mess with his woman. But he was still too young, and was only at the middle stages of the Subsaint. It was difficult to deal with Saint's Late Stage, but what about the Great Sage?

The battle strength of Great Saint Stage was a chasm that Yang Ping was unable to overcome.

It was because the Great Sage was too strong, and he wasn't going to fight on the same level.

Yang Ping missed Ming Zhu very much tonight. He really wanted to know what she was doing now. Was she fighting against the darkness? Did she need someone to accompany her?

Fighting in the dark was a difficult task.

Yang Ping knew it better than anyone else.

Because he had experienced too much, he missed the Pearl even more.

Ming Zhu, where are you?

Yang Ping sighed. He suppressed the sadness in his heart and looked out the window. There was a guest at the clinic. That person had the same sadness and yearning as him on the way.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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