Chapter 54 The medical book sent

In Beijing, there are now more than ten epidemic prevention headquarters, large and small.

Because of the special nature of the August 1st Medal, these two pieces of paper were quickly sent from Tongluo Lane to the general headquarters in the center of the city.

The journey was smooth and went straight to the headquarters.

The August 1st Medal is the highest honor of the military. It consists of military emblems, flags, the Great Wall, olive branches and other elements. It is generally awarded every five years.

Awarded to military personnel who have made great contributions and established outstanding meritorious service in safeguarding national sovereignty, security, and development interests, and promoting the modernization of national defense and the military, and have had a profound impact on the country and the entire military.

That's why we can come here so unimpeded under the current military control period.

(I know the time doesn’t match up, but the information is to match my story, so you can treat it as parallel time and space.)
  There was an endless stream of people coming and going in the headquarters, and the bad news turned into pieces of paper floating in the sky towards a headquarters!

“Are all the streets closed now?”

"Everything is under control, but Zhang, can we just..."

"You want to say, are we just going to watch the people die inside?"

Leader Zhang couldn't help but speak when he heard the soldier delivering the news. He didn't shy away from this and spoke honestly.

"Now Concordia and a team of experts drawn from across the country are working hard to study drugs to treat this disease, but it will take time!"

"According to the plan proposed by the expert group, implementing comprehensive control now is for the benefit of the people across the country!"

"If I don't succeed this time, I will stay in this city!"

"Leader Zhang!"

The soldier who asked the question did not expect that Leader Zhang had already made such preparations at this moment, but he also knew how fierce the disease was this time!

These data are also extremely shocking in their eyes.

Just when Leader Zhang frowned deeply while looking at the data in front of him, Political Commissar Huang suddenly walked in excitedly with someone outside.

"Old Zhang, there is a way, there is a way!"

"This soldier just brought a prescription from Tongluo Alley. It was a prescription prescribed by a miracle doctor. Now no one in Tongluo Alley has died. They are under control."

"This proves that this recipe is effective!"

After Leader Zhang heard this, he immediately turned around and came to the pile of documents.

Constantly rummaging, based on the Tongluo Lane mentioned by Political Commissar Huang.

There were too few places without death in each area, so he soon had a data table in his hand.

Sure enough, there is an area called Tongluo Alley, and the number of people who died there has not yet appeared.

Political Commissar Huang also came to Zhang's side at this moment, and then placed the August 1st Medal and the two pieces of paper in front of him.

"Liu Weihong's wife used his August 1st Medal to guarantee that the prescription is effective and then sent it out. This is the prescription and the doctor's requirements."

"Liu Weihong!"

Leader Zhang asked in surprise, Liu Weihong was a soldier under his command, and he had submitted the medal to Liu Weihong for approval, but Liu Weihong died in a battle not long after receiving the medal.

This medal was sent back to his wife Wang Chunhua when his body was found.

"Yes, Wang Chunhua is now working as the director of the sub-district office here in Tongluo Lane!"

"Yeah!" Leader Zhang nodded, while Political Commissar Huang continued to tell the news he knew.

"This prescription is not specifically for this disease, it just awakens the body's immune system to fight against the virus!"

"So it is inevitable that there will be some sequelae. After recovering from the disease, most people will be physically weak for half a year. Of course, people who are in good health will naturally recover faster."

"What are you afraid of if you are weak? Eat more food and run a few laps and you will recover. Saving your life is the real thing."

Leader Zhang waved his hand indifferently when he heard this sequelae, as if such a trivial matter didn't need to be said.

Political Commissar Huang also smiled. He also felt that this was the case. Only when he was alive could he consider other things.

So he continued to express Lin Jiajun's needs.

"Now this doctor needs a batch of medical books about the plague. He wants to develop targeted prescriptions. Although he is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, I think that as long as relevant books can be given, at least he has a hope here."

"At the same time, we will use this prescription to control the spread of the disease!"

"One more thing is that the doctor in Tongluo Lane has no medicinal materials now. I hope we can help coordinate!"

"Coordinate, he can put forward any demands he has, and at the same time, let him take care of himself. The party and the people still need him!"

After the general headquarters agreed, the things Lin Jiajun needed were quickly coordinated.

A large truck arrived at the entrance of the alley of the courtyard. Qian Zhan watched the soldiers deliver things down one after another, including stacks of books!

There's even a lot of pork, eggs, cabbage, and some canned food!
  Then a series of materials such as alcohol, medical cotton, and masks were all delivered.

More than 50 sets of needles for acupuncture were also delivered, as were medicine stoves and medicinal materials delivered in sacks of each medicinal material.

He was even worried about Lin Jiajun's health and even got a small trailer.

But there is still a lot of manpower in the courtyard for these things. After Qian Zhan's notice, Lin Jiajun led people to the door of the courtyard.

Standing outside the cordon, Political Commissar Huang, wearing a mask, saw a young man suddenly coming, so he asked curiously.

"Where's Dr. Lin Jiajun?"

Lin Jiajun scratched his head, then pointed at himself and said to the people outside.

"That's me!"

Political Commissar Huang was a little stunned for a moment, but he was also a man who had experienced great storms and quickly calmed down his inner shock, so he smiled and said to Lin Jiajun.

"Dr. Lin, your medicine is very effective. After our testing, many severely ill patients have been relieved. At least their lives have been saved."

"Now the commander-in-chief has many things to do, so I am here to express our gratitude this time."

"Thank you for donating the prescription!"

"It's okay, it's okay! I can still tell the difference between right and wrong clearly. How can an egg be finished when all the people are together?"

Lin Jiajun was not too modest, he just said that if the city of Beijing was spread, he might not be in the same situation.

Political Commissar Huang immediately laughed when he heard Lin Jiajun's words.

"Yes, yes, there are no eggs left in the nest!"

"It's a good idea to have this idea. According to your request, we have already prepared relevant supplies and books. The commander-in-chief asked me to tell you to take care of your health. The party and the people still need you!"

(End of this chapter)

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