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Yunling first tried to analyze the drugs and isolate the active ingredients, and then returned to nature based on the source of each synthetic drug.

The biggest difference between high, middle and low-level inhibitory agents is the range of restrained strains they cover.

The number of strains continues to grow over time, genetic evolution, and perhaps the resurgence of ancient viruses.

But at present, the requirements for the inhibitory range are obviously not as high as those of later generations, because some bacteria have not even been synthesized naturally.

Therefore, Yunling's core job is to find alternative drugs to reduce the violent properties of primary inhibitory drugs to adapt to the patient's weak body.

In the experiment on mammalian samples, she preliminarily screened out some antibacterial drug ingredients. At this time, it was already dawn in the outside world.

Yunling placed several rows of test tubes and petri dishes into the thermostat and microbiological test box respectively, briefly summarized the experimental results, and then left the system laboratory.

This morning's arrangement was to go to the ward rounds with the deputy team teacher. They were divided into two groups, one each for Yunling and Qiao Ruixue.

Seeing the patient in person is convenient for her to copy the patient data and store it in the database, so that the condition can be analyzed in more detail and accurately.

Yue Hongjin was naturally stopped outside the ward, and Yunling was not worried at all. After all, in the Southwest Military Hospital, where else could be safer than this ward?

There was speculation before coming. Since the identity was kept secret, it must be a high-ranking chief or leader. But she couldn't help but be surprised when she saw him in person. This leader was a heavyweight who had appeared in newspapers and on television.

And the other party seems to know her?

"It's rare to see such young comrades in your medical team. There was one just now, and now there's another one. These are all rare talents for our country in the future!"

Comrade Yang was lying on the hospital bed, looking relaxed and very optimistic.

Although he has passed his 60th year, he still gives the impression that he is still young and energetic. This kind of treatment attitude is often what doctors want to see the most.

Teacher Yu, who led the team, smiled and introduced Yun Ling smoothly: "Mr. Yun is the number one in our school, and she made a sensation in the school with perfect scores in all written examinations when she first entered school."

Perhaps the world is huge in school and the exams are the biggest, but everyone knows that good medical talents may not necessarily equal good doctors, and excellent academic performance may not necessarily be able to adapt to clinical practice.

It is estimated that this is the reason why the school that received the above hint will decisively relax its training standards for her, give her all the rights to use the laboratory in the hospital, and intentionally guide her to become a scientific research talent.

It is even possible that most of the teachers and classmates in the school have such misunderstandings about her.

But Yunling enjoyed it.

Before going to the countryside, becoming an excellent clinician was indeed her supreme life ideal for the first seventeen years; but as she continued to learn and explore, and gradually understood the future, she preferred to be the pioneering pathfinder.

For her, in fact, there is no distinction between high and low jobs, let alone small and grand, they are just different choices.

Yunling bowed slightly and said hello. She just smiled shyly and didn't want everyone's attention to stay on her.

After Teacher Yu completed the inspection according to the procedures, he was about to go out when he heard the old man say: "Little classmate, please stay for a while."

Yunling glanced at the teachers, turned around and walked back, standing diagonally opposite the hospital bed. This angle was exactly in line with Comrade Yang's line of sight, so there was no need for him to adjust.

"I've seen your file."

The first sentence made Yunling confirm her hunch. The way this person looked at her at first showed that he knew her.

Old Comrade Yang sighed, not as relaxed as before, and asked seriously: "Can I fully recover from this injury? How long will it take?"

She answered honestly: "Yes, after I finish making the inhibitory medicine, and the teachers have completed the operation on you, and after observing your physical condition after the operation, I can proceed to the next step, which is to develop a medicine to promote nerve regeneration. The steps must be at least One week.”

Yunling's follow-up treatment plans to combine traditional Chinese and Western medicine. The database stores several classical Chinese medicine prescriptions and acupuncture techniques, which can effectively help repair nerve damage.

"But complete recovery requires you to actively carry out rehabilitation training. This is a long process. It is expected that the cycle will take between six months and one year to return to the original state."

Deliberately mentioning the file was actually telling Yunling that he knew her background and abilities, so there was no need to hide her clumsiness or be too conservative.

The surgery was urgent. She had handed over the entire treatment plan to Yue Hongjin this morning. She had no control over whether the hospital and the medical team would adopt it.

It is estimated that their joint consultation will be completed within two days at most, and the postoperative observation will be at least one day, but the realistic time she has set aside for herself is three days. After the system turned on the anti-addiction function, the time flow rate in the laboratory was also forced to be set below 1:5. The actual production time of Yunling was no more than half a month.     But this is more than enough.

She didn't believe that copying the answers would slow down the progress.

But Comrade Yang frowned when he heard this answer: "Nerve regeneration? Is this true?"

Yunling was not surprised at all by his reaction. She didn't want to tell the truth because she knew she wouldn't believe it.

The central nervous system refers to the brain and spinal cord, which are non-regenerable tissues.

Central nervous cells are permanent cells and cannot regenerate after damage.

The scientific research on its system regeneration will be an insurmountable medical problem in the next hundred years, and it is even more a fantasy in the current medical field.

It is understandable for the other party to think that she is boasting about Falun Dafa.

"Yes." Yunling did not explain further.

Comrade Yang thought for a moment, then slowly said, "I understand."

"I hope you can discuss the medical plan with Southwest Military Hospital and both parties can reach a consensus. As for any treatment method, I don't mind. The only requirement is that I can recover as soon as possible."

Yunling hesitated: "I personally can't come forward."

The old comrade muttered: "If it is inconvenient for you, you can give it to the health doctor next to me and he will hand it over to you without exposing your identity."

"can."

She thought the conversation was over, but Comrade Yang spoke again: "There is one more thing."

"When we captured the Tangzhen Highlands, almost the entire commando team under me was wiped out. The few who survived were all seriously injured without exception. The commando leader among them was the one I single-handedly promoted six years ago."

"I can't just watch. They can only linger on the hospital bed for the rest of their lives, slumped on the bed, and die in their dreams. Comrade Wu told me that you have great abilities. I trust him unconditionally, and I will trust you unconditionally. So. , I hope you can use 120% of your energy to treat me. If you can't do anything, then they..."

At the end of the sentence, Mr. Yang's vicissitudes of life was full of sorrow.

Yunling had no reason to refuse.

Great doctors are sincere and do not distinguish between rich and poor, high or low.

What's more, going to the southwest is not only a national need, it is obligatory, but it is also what the heart desires, and we go there with every step.

Although he is not a member of the military, he will return if there is a war and is recalled, which is deeply engraved in the hearts of every Chinese person.

She subconsciously tightened her muscles and replied loudly: "If you can do something, you should try your best to do it. This is called doing your best."

Since they are fighting heroes who defend their home and country, she will naturally go all out and be clear in her heart.

Moreover, Comrade Yang could tell that that assault battle must have been a tragic and devastating battle.

Even if she didn't witness it with her own eyes, she could still imagine that in a cloud of bullets, roaring artillery fire, dark clouds covering the sun, and several righteous and awe-inspiring figures passing under the cover of the dense forest, she looked down upon death.

Hundreds of cannons bombarded an area of ​​less than 10,000 square meters of high ground. The fierce and intensive artillery fire blocked their retreat from the battlefield, but no one turned around.

The war was not grand and majestic, not just filled with flying dust and yellow sand, but bloody red soil that could not cover up, and fragmented remains scattered among the ruins.

The sad thing is that this is actually a kind of luck.

Because many warriors returned to their hometowns with no bones left.