The sunset’s afterglow passed through the window, spilling on his peaceful sleeping face. The scene looked normal at first glance, but Zhouzhong’s expression slightly changed – seeing Yan Hao’s index finger hovering near Sinan’s nostril, trembling uncontrollably after a few seconds:
“Call Dr. Ning… call a doctor, Sinan he… he’s passed out!”
★ Chapter 71
“Immediately provide oxygen, prepare ICU, call Colonel Jin to oversee.
“Blood pressure is too low, prepare IV fluid expansion!”
Zhouzhong rushed forward uncontrollably, seeing the iron bed whoosh past, several experts personally pushing Sinan towards the emergency room.
He forcibly stopped himself, face ashen: “What just happened? How did he suddenly pass out? He was fine this afternoon!”
Ning Yu said: “It might be a sequela from the back of the head impact, his intracranial hemorrhage…”
“When I left this afternoon, he was absolutely fine!” Zhouzhong shouted: “Did you draw his blood again!”
“Brain structure is very complex, especially for someone like Sinan who has lost memory. Calm down, Colonel Zhou, or I’ll have to give you a sedative.”
Zhouzhong pressed his tightly furrowed brow, eventually retreating to the corridor and sitting against the wall, his mouth corner casting a deep shadow on his profile.
Noah Chong’s dark eyebrows were tightly knitted, seemingly in pain, with his eyeballs swaying left and right under his eyelids—a sign of intense brain cortex reaction. The person in charge came to pull Ning Yu but was unexpectedly thrown off: “Shut up! Be quiet!”
The person in charge was stunned.
“Can’t… go down,” Chong said intermittently, “Quick, go down and get…”
In a flash, Ning Yu had an unbelievable thought, blurting out before he could even react: “Go down and get what? Is it the antibody?”
“…”
“Is it something you brought? What did you bring from Country A? Chong! Hey!” Ning Yu rolled up his sleeves and slapped Chong’s face, shouting: “Speak clearly, Chong! No, Noah! Noah Chong!”
With a few crisp sounds, Chong, even in his unconscious state, raised his trembling, spasmodic hand and grabbed Ning Yu:
“Too high,” he gasped, “Go down, help me go down…”
“What antibody? Is it an antibody sample? Has the Florida laboratory already cultivated the ultimate antibody sample? Hey! Noah! Tell me!”
Ning Yu’s roar gradually faded, engulfed by the noisy surrounding voices like a tide.
—Ultimate antibody.
