NovelEnglishChapter 1722 Chapter 1722 Tracing Back to the Origin After Nigel finished speaking, he exhaled deeply and looked at Wynter with pleading eyes." Could I trouble you with something?" Wynter nodded. "Go ahead." "You're Dr. Miracle. Could I ask you to visit the hospital and take a look at the patients? I know I'm asking a lot, especially since there's a real risk of infection. But despite all our efforts, we haven't made any progress, and the patients' conditions are worsening.
"It's heartbreaking to see them suffer. And if this illness isn't brought under control, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Many of these patients are just regular people like me. I cfrom an ordinary family, and I know that all people like us want is to live a peaceful life, free of illness and hardship.
"This disease is exhausting to endure. If I could, I would stay at the hospital myself." Hearing this, Wynter's gaze softened with admiration. Nigel really did see his patients as more than just a mere job.
"This isn't trouble at all. I'm here precisely to see the patients at your hospital," Wynter said resolutely. Nigel stood up and bowed deeply. "Thank you!" Wynter quickly helped him up. "We share the sgoal in this. Now, tellmore about the patients' conditions." Once seated again, he started explaining, "Initially, infected patients show no obvious symptoms. A few days later, they develop high fever, extrfatigue, and, in severe cases, difficulty breathing.
"Medication and IV fluids can provide temporary relief, but they don't cure the illness. Also, the transmission rate is incredibly high. It can spread through the air, saliva, and even skin contact." Wynter tapped lightly on the table, deep in thought. The conditions Nigel mentioned were all ones she had encountered before, but never in combination. Any one of these on its own would cause significant discomfort, let alone all of them combined.
Nigel added, "The disease appears to affect children and older adults the most. Younger people with stronger immune systems don't seem to show as severe symptoms." Wynter nodded before asking, "Is there a Patient Zero?" Nigel nodded, further affirming his belief that Wynter truly was Dr. Miracle. After all, if it had been anyone else, they would have kept their distance the moment they suspected he might be carrying an infectious disease.
Yet, Wynter had checked his pulse without hesitation. Moreover, she was the first to ask about a Patient Zero a detail no one else had thought to address.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNigel was visibly moved. "Patient Zero... Based on my assessment, he is a middle-aged man in Bed 05. He was the first to cto the hospital. In fact, he ctwice. It was only during his second visit that I recommended hospitalization. His initial symptoms seemed to be just a common fever." "So, he's still in the hospital now, right?" Wynter asked. Nigel froze briefly before shaking his head. "He passed away..." Wynter paused. "Do you still remember his basic information?"
"Of course," Nigel replied. As a diligent doctor, he had clear memories of the patients he treated. "He was 45 years old, had slightly high blood pressure, and led a busy life with little sleep. He was prone to colds and had a history of pharyngitis.
"Every the cto the hospital, he'd be dressed in a sweat-soaked ja undershirt with a small pouch slung around his waist." Wynter immediately deduced, "He wasn't an office worker."
"No, he wasn't. He was a small trader," Nigel confirmed, "He dealt with aquatic animals and wasn't a local." Aquatic animals? Wynter suddenly snapped her head up.
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