stjorthotic Chapter 156 Your And My Mission Is To Create Antibiotics
Chapter 156 Your And My Mission Is To Create Antibiotics
In a huge underground cave, the vast darkness can't see the edge, and there are many white spotlights nearby, and the lights are always upward.
Yu Anbang looked up along the light, the dust was floating in the light, but he couldn't see the end, the top of this cave was astonishingly high, who knows why the Dongying people dug so deep?
At least one company of soldiers was busy, all in orange protective clothing, with small spotlights on their hoods.
In the light of the small spotlight, Yu Anbang could clearly see what those soldiers were busy with...collecting the bones.
The dense human skeletons piled up nearby, the number is scary, it is definitely a veritable mass grave.
After several decades, most of the corpses have only crisp and dry bones, but there are also very few corpses with some petroleum-like liquid stuck to the surface, and there are faintly sesame worms crawling on them.
There are special exterminators, carrying a large can of insecticide on their backs, spraying the pile of bones from time to time, and when the light shines, thousands of sesame bugs scatter, making the scene particularly horrifying.
The soldiers prepared a pile of white body bags, divided the bones into pieces as much as possible and picked them up one by one. If they were really inseparable, they packed them in a mess. Finally, they are loaded into trolleys uniformly, one cart after another.
"Damn it, how many of us have been killed by the shitty Dongying people!"
Yu Anbang felt cold all over his body, feeling as if he had strayed into hell.
"There are more than 2,000 skulls collected alone." Professor Ma said, "If you look around, it is conservatively estimated that there are tens of thousands more. Maybe we can find a lot more. We have only discovered the tip of the iceberg."
Yu Anbang couldn't bear to look any longer, and pushed the wheelchair forward.
Walking and walking, I met a group of soldiers who were rushing towards the dirt wall with a high-pressure water gun. The white snake-like water column whipped it up, and the dirt, sand and stones peeled off one after another, and several human bones fell out.
The soldiers threw out a large handful of antiseptic effervescent tablets, and the water on the ground foamed like sea waves.
"Turn left and you will be there." Professor Ma said, "Go and get some samples and bring them back to the laboratory."
Yu Anbang pushed the wheelchair and turned left. There was a long corridor with reinforced concrete buildings next to it. The walls were painted in Japanese inscriptions "Water Supply Troops", and the handwriting was covered with a layer of dust.
At the end of the corridor, a warehouse with a gate.
The gate was ajar, and several huge metal barrels could be seen overturned on the ground, emitting thick black oil, which had dried up and hardened. A barrier tape was pulled at the door, "Biochemical agents, please do not approach", and eye-catching warning signs.
Yu Anbang lifted the isolation belt and went in with a suitcase, only to find that the interior of the warehouse was much messier than what he saw at the door.
A pitch-black liquid was flowing all over the floor, and there were overturned shelves in the distance, countless broken glass bottles covered the ground, and the light burst into reflections. There is also a pile of broken wooden boxes against the wall, and there are also broken glass bottles in the boxes, with unknown liquid remaining.
He carefully took a dozen samples, triple-sealed them, and headed out in a suitcase.
"Did Zhao get into an accident here?" Yu Anbang couldn't understand, "The corpses have been accumulated for decades outside, and the water supply troops are written on the wall. Lao Zhao must have worn a chemical protective suit to come in? How could he still be recruited?"
"When I first discovered this warehouse, the gate was sealed, and it exploded after it was unscrewed," Professor Ma said.
"The Dongying people left explosives?"
"No, it's just that the air pressure is high. It's like the effect of a pressure cooker being lifted suddenly. A soldier died on the spot. Lao Zhao's chemical protective suit mask was blown up, and the poison sprayed out of the warehouse directly poured on his head." Professor Ma sighed. .
"Why is there a high air pressure in the warehouse? Shouldn't there be negative pressure in the warehouse where this biochemical warfare agent is stored?" Yu Anbang felt uncomfortable when he heard it.
"It's been decades!" Professor Ma said.
Yu Anbang came to his senses in an instant, and his face darkened. After decades, anything could happen inside.
"The raw material barrels in the warehouse were all overturned, and biochemical oil accumulated two meters thick. After opening the warehouse, it was all sprayed out. It took two days and two nights to clean and disinfect the road." Professor Ma said, "Big Some barrels of raw materials have been processed, and the labels of each barrel are different. This is a warehouse for storing waste bacteria."
Yu Anbang's eyelids twitched.
"More than 400 kinds of waste bacteria are stored in it, like a giant jar for raising Gu. In the past few decades, the bacteria in it have crazily devoured each other, metabolized a large amount of gas, and accumulated decades of poisonous bacteria. "Professor Ma sighed.
"We preliminarily analyzed the bacteria extracted from the warehouse. There are countless mutant bacteria. Lao Zhao's body is also full of miscellaneous bacteria. After taking antibiotics, he just started to get better, and soon died again."
"I've tried all kinds of treatments, but they didn't work."
"The chief took a look at Lao Zhao, and the order he gave was categorical, save life!"
Yu Anbang's expression turned ugly, "Can you save him?"
"Lao Zhao's heart underwent two surgeries, a lot of infections were cut off, and a lot of his kidneys were damaged." Professor Ma said, "It will take another three days at most, all organs will be removed, and the upper Ye Kemo will hang himself. "
Yu Anbang remained silent.
The so-called Yekemo is ECMO, an expensive extracorporeal circulation system. Most of the organs are gone. With Yekemo, people can still live half-dead.
But in the case of Lao Zhao, his whole body is seriously infected, even if he relies on Ye Kemo to continue his life, how long can he last?
"Organs can wait for transplantation, but the infection must be resolved, otherwise, even if it is transplanted, it won't be long before the infection will rot again." Yu Anbang said.
"Yes! The key to Lao Zhao's survival lies in antibiotics!" Professor Ma said in a serious tone, "At present, there are only a dozen or so companies at home and abroad that have developed new antibiotics, and the progress is not clear."
"Isn't there a real shortage of manpower to transfer me here?" Yu Anbang said.
"Yes, your main direction is chemistry, but your biological level is also very good. Come to the laboratory to help out. Several of our antibiotic research and development teams have been dispatched urgently, and now they are working all night to catch up with the progress." Professor Ma said, "As long as it is effective With the emergence of new antibiotics, Lao Zhao has a way out!"
"How's the progress now?" Yu Anbang asked.
Professor Ma was silent.
The oppressive atmosphere shrouded, like the darkness around.
Yu Anbang's expression turned ugly. The research and development of antibiotics can't be rushed out, luck is a big part of it, most antibiotics in history are products of chance, maybe they can be found tomorrow, maybe they won't be found in another hundred years!
If the research and development of antibiotics is very simple, all the world's pharmaceutical giants will not give up. The investment is large, the return is low, and the time is long. It is completely thankless work.
Judging by Professor Ma's reaction, there is still no clue about new antibiotics.
The death of Lao Zhao undoubtedly entered the countdown.
"I will do my best." Yu Anbang said.
Professor Ma nodded, "I'm leaving these two days and going back to Jinghai University."
"Jinghai University?" Yu Anbang was stunned.
He is a student from Jinghai No. 4 Middle School. When he joined the biology competition team, he went to the laboratory of Jinghai University.
But then he studied in a higher institution and has long forgotten about that place. Hearing Professor Ma suddenly, I was a little dazed.
"The team at Jinghai University is busy developing new antibiotics." Professor Ma said, "I'll go back and help."
"The team of Jinghai University..." Yu Anbang stopped in the middle of speaking, he didn't think Jinghai University had enough strength.
"A dead horse is treated like a living horse." Professor Ma let out a bitter laugh, "What if there is a miracle? Lao Zhao is suffering in the hospital bed, and I have to hold on to a glimmer of hope."
Yu Anbang nodded, pushed up the wheelchair, and hurried back.
After passing through the mighty mass graves and busy soldiers, I finally left this creepy place.
The disinfection when going out was exceptionally thorough. Yu Anbang was drenched from head to toe with disinfectant several times.
A few minutes later, the two returned to the military vehicle.
The military vehicle started automatically and started the return journey.
Yu Anbang suddenly thought of a question, "This abandoned base is buried so hidden, how did you find it?"
"Who told you that this base is abandoned?" Professor Ma asked back.
Yu Anbang was startled, "Didn't it be blocked decades ago?"
Professor Ma was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly:
"There are four scholars from the Dongying Geological Association who were found to be spies by our people. They entered the country in the name of academic exchanges a few months ago, but the academic conference was held in the south, so they sneaked to the north. So I followed them, Put a long line to catch big fish and see what they are doing."
"These spies brought detection equipment and sneaked here to survey the ground in the middle of the night. After the arrest, it took a full 10 hours to pry their mouths open. They confessed that they came back to find this base and wanted to see the base. Condition."
Yu Anbang was terrified, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Professor Ma patted him on the shoulder, "You don't have to think about anything else, our task is to create antibiotics."
"Antibiotics!" Yu Anbang nodded sharply.