Our neighborhood has been transported again.

Chapter 93 The OP (55)

Building 2, Unit 202, Room .

When Qin Ziwen followed Zhao Pu through the door, there were two people talking inside.

One of them looked unfamiliar, while the other I had met once before.

It was that old doctor from Renhetang.

Their conversation came to a halt.

Dr. Sun leaned back in the faded wooden chair, twirling the tip of his goatee with his fingertips. His gaze swept over Qin Ziwen first, then fell back on Zhao Pu, and he nodded slightly.

Zou Jianghe, however, moved. He stood up from his stool, glanced at the two of them, and quickly stepped forward, extending his right hand to Zhao Pu: "Dr. Zhao, welcome!"

After letting go, Zou Jianghe looked at Qin Ziwen again and joked, "It's really difficult to see Brother Qin."

Qin Ziwen said modestly, "I was a bit busy those two days and really didn't have time."

"Haha, I understand." Zou Jianghe laughed. "In this godforsaken place, just surviving is a feat in itself. Everyone's busy."

He stepped aside and pointed to the empty sofa, "Sit down. You've come at just the right time. Dr. Sun and I were discussing how to deal with this infectious disease."

Qin Ziwen and Zhao Pu sat down. "Chairman Zou, how did this infectious disease originate?"

Mentioning this, Zou Jianghe's smile faded: "It should be related to the dead animals that were washed in after the flood. At first, many people went to Dr. Sun for treatment, and their symptoms were somewhat similar. After inquiring, it was found that they had basically eaten the meat of dead animals."

To put it bluntly, it's all because of food shortages. If there were more food, who would want to touch those things?

Qin Ziwen frowned slightly, not expecting the source to be this.

However, he remembered that this disease was contagious, considering how many patients Dr. Sun had treated.
Zou Jianghe said admiringly, "Dr. Sun was also infected at first, but he used his own body as an experiment and cured the disease."

Zhao Pu looked at Dr. Sun in surprise; this was a real big shot.

Dr. Sun slowly shook his head: "This illness is lung inflammation, likely a bacterial infection. During the incubation period, the external symptoms are similar to those of a cold. Drinking a decoction of honeysuckle and dandelion can have antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects, relieving the symptoms. Then, licorice and mint can stop the cough and protect the trachea. But to cure it completely, you need your own immunity. I regularly practice Baduanjin (Eight Pieces of Brocade), so my immune system is pretty good, and I pulled through."

People with weakened immune systems, such as the elderly, children, and those with compromised immune systems, are unlikely to recover from illness.

Zhao Pu frowned. "Dr. Sun, after we transmigrated here, many people are not getting enough to eat, and their mental state is poor. They also have to do high-intensity labor during the day. Even a healthy adult will not have a good immune system if they stay in this environment for a long time. So, if the germs spread, it's going to be quite dangerous."

Zou Jianghe sighed: "That's right, so Dr. Sun and I are discussing how to handle this. Our current idea is to select a person in charge for each apartment building. Firstly, to register the residents' information, and secondly, to gather people with symptoms in empty rooms in the apartment building to prevent them from spreading the virus to their families."

Moving all patients to one building would be inconvenient and difficult to manage. If patients were relocated to individual apartment buildings, not too far from their homes, most people would likely find it acceptable.

"Currently, we have selected the leaders of seven units, but we are still struggling to decide on the leaders of the other units. My alliance and mutual aid association has just been established and lacks a solid foundation. If we rashly select people, we will not have any prestige."

As Zou Jianghe spoke, his gaze fell on Zhao Pu. "Dr. Zhao, you are a doctor yourself. If you step forward at this time, you will definitely gain everyone's trust. Besides, we also have Brother Qin. With the two of you working together, we can leave Building 8 to you."

Zhao Pu was taken aback. "Me, the person in charge?"

He felt that even if a person in charge were to be chosen, Mr. Qin should be selected. Zou Jianghe said, looking at Qin Ziwen, "Brother Qin, what do you think of Dr. Zhao as the person in charge?"

Qin Ziwen looked somewhat surprised, while Zou Jianghe just stared at him.

Qin Ziwen nodded: "I support Dr. Zhao as the person in charge."

Seeing this, Zou Jianghe was very happy: "Haha, everyone working together will make our community better and better. Dr. Zhao, Brother Qin, once you have compiled the statistics, please report the situation. Then, I will work with Dr. Sun to send some people to collect herbs. In addition to herbs, I also have some antibiotics and anti-inflammatory tablets. Let's work together to get through this difficult time!"

After leaving Zou Jianghe's house, Qin Ziwen and Zhao Pu walked side by side.

Zhao Pu lowered his voice and whispered, "Mr. Qin, I absolutely have no other thoughts. I think you should be the one in charge of our unit."

Qin Ziwen said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't really matter who is in charge."

He genuinely didn't care. Putting aside the fact that being the head of a unit was useless, especially since the position was bestowed upon him by Zou Jianghe, in his view, all titles like "head" and "chairman" were meaningless. External positions were useful in peacetime because they provided order, but in places like this, only force was the foundation of one's own strength.

Instead of wasting time fighting for power and profit, it would be better to recruit more subordinates, forge more weapons, and create more suits of armor.

Zou Jianghe's face appeared in his mind; he had neither a good nor a bad impression of him.

Since there is currently no conflict of interest between the two sides, there is no conflict, and therefore no contradiction.

Moreover, regardless of Zou Jianghe's purpose in this incident, he did something that benefited the residents of the community.

Seeing that Qin Ziwen really didn't care, Zhao Pu breathed a slight sigh of relief. He had been worried that Qin Ziwen would ruin their relationship because of Zou Jianghe's instigation.

He wasn't stupid; how could he not see that Zou Jianghe wanted to win him over? After entering the room, he shook hands with Zou Jianghe first.

Then he was made the person in charge of Unit 1 of Building 8.

But Zhao Pu believed that all of this was fake. Even if he joined the Tongmenghui, he would at most be just an ordinary doctor.

But if he stays with Mr. Qin, he has a chance to get the card!
With so many people in the Alliance, even if there were cards, it wouldn't be his turn.

Zhao Pu now only wants to cling to Mr. Qin's coattails; please don't misunderstand him.

Qin Ziwen instructed Zhao Pu: "Dr. Zhao, when you get back, you should fulfill your responsibilities as the building manager and first count the number of people, including those who are sick and have symptoms. It's okay if someone hides it. Just be careful and don't get infected. I have to go out for a bit."

"Okay." Zhao Pu felt a warmth in his heart upon receiving Qin Ziwen's concern.

Back home, Qin Ziwen packed his things and prepared to go up the mountain.

Now that things are starting to get back on track in the community, let's not waste any more time today.

It's unknown how many people will die from this infectious disease. The more people die, the lower the base number will be, and the proportion of people who awaken their home will naturally increase.

He could sense that he might not have much time left to stay in this forest.

(End of this chapter)