CHAPTER 500: CHAPTER 500: SUCCESS

Ye Fan and the others were tirelessly busy in the laboratory.

Outside the lab, a senior doctor and several nurses watched anxiously at the figures bustling inside, engulfed in prolonged waiting and anticipation. Can they develop antibodies to eradicate the virus? When will it be developed? These were questions no one dared to guarantee, but the hospital was full of people with heavy hearts given the dire situation.

"Dr. Wu, at this rate, I’m afraid the director and others won’t hold up. Half a day has passed, and they’ve only had a bit to eat just to get by. More importantly, the director and others seem to be nearing exhaustion. Constantly relying on medication to boost their spirits isn’t a long-term solution," a nurse murmured worriedly.

Dr. Wu understood this too well. He couldn’t significantly contribute to the crucial work; he could only do what was within his capability. Once the antibodies were developed, the subsequent tasks would fall to him: administering injections and monitoring the patients’ reactions. This was within his scope of duty, and it was urgent and needed to be done immediately. Therefore, he eagerly awaited the results from the lab.

Dr. Wu had noticed that Han Guoqing and others had injected special drugs more than once to persist with the work. If they collapsed, it would be disastrous.

"Don’t worry too much; we have to trust Director Han," Dr. Wu reassured, though he was even more concerned than the nurses. He paused and with a glint in his eyes said, "Even if we doubt Director Han’s abilities, Divine Doctor Ye is inside. He will surely find a way to eradicate the virus."

"Is that man Divine Doctor Ye?"

"Divine Doctor Ye is truly strong and resilient. Even Lu Xiangxiang has started using medication to boost her energy, but Divine Doctor Ye seems unaffected, showing no signs of fatigue."

"I heard that Divine Doctor Ye’s medical skills are unparalleled; he’s like a reincarnation of Hua Tuo. With his intervention, diseases are effortlessly cured."

The nurses chatted among themselves.

"Dr. Wu, Dr. Wu," a nurse ran over urgently at this time, saying, "How is the progress in the laboratory? The other doctors are urging for updates. The patients’ vital signs are deteriorating rapidly, and our hospital hasn’t come up with an effective treatment plan. The families of the patients are already extremely angry and their emotions are high. Some family members are threatening to transfer patients abroad. What should we do? If this situation isn’t resolved, the consequences could be endless."

"Let them vent. They know how terrifying this virus is, and losing control is understandable in such emergencies, but transferring patients is merely talk. They wouldn’t dare act recklessly. Call the police to maintain order and remove those leading the unrest. If this trend isn’t stopped, the impact will be terribly negative," Dr. Wu said helplessly.

"Yes, yes, yes, I’ll call the police right away." The nurse ran off.

But then, Dr. Wu’s eyes widened, pointing at the laboratory, "Professor Ma has collapsed."

Inside the lab, an elderly professor finally couldn’t hold on and fell to the ground as his body gave way.

"Professor Ma, Professor Ma, are you alright?" A few people fought through their dizziness to anxiously inquire.

"It’s nothing, just fainted, a little rest will do," Gao Mingyuan quickly assisted Professor Ma away.

With the help of a nurse, Dr. Wu took Professor Ma to rest.

Ye Fan glanced around, fully aware of Han Guoqing and others’ fatigue, and softly said, "I know everyone is very tired, but this work cannot be done by me alone. So many devices need operating, so much data needs analyzing and organizing, we can’t do it without your hands. Just two more hours, at most two more hours, and we’ll succeed."

This technical work was so complex and disorganized. Now, all their research results were racing against time and life. Whether hundreds of lives could be saved depended on everyone’s effort.

Ye Fan couldn’t save so many people alone in such a short time; he naturally needed the support of Han Guoqing and others.

"Divine Doctor Ye, we can hang in there, don’t worry," Han Guoqing assured, while others chimed in as well.

If their bodies broke down, resting would suffice. As long as it’s not sudden death, there’s nothing major to worry about.

Besides, they’re far from the point of death from exhaustion now.

"We are doctors; it’s our time to give our all. Have you heard of doctors dying from overwork? Surely not. So as long as we’re alive, hang in there, let’s fight it out together. Even if we die from exhaustion, it would be an honor; it would set an example," Lu Xiangxiang declared loudly. "We rely on this profession to make a living. Look at Ye Fan, this outsider is here helping us, taking care of the critical tasks. We’re just assisting him. If we can’t hold on, wouldn’t we become a joke? Even if we can’t contribute significantly, we can’t be a drag, right?"

Lu Xiangxiang’s words made everyone nod in agreement.

Indeed, in the end, Ye Fan wasn’t a doctor. With profound medical skills, he earned their respect, and the title of Divine Doctor was the best proof of it.

Divine Doctor Ye didn’t even blink, enduring with them for so long, more exhausted than they were.

If they couldn’t hold on and collapsed, wouldn’t they ruin their own reputation?

Although Han Guoqing and others were a bit older, they still had an indomitable will.

Next, whether through self-motivation or taking medications and injections, everyone was energized and joined the work with full vigor.

Seeing this, Ye Fan became much more assured.

"After preparing the culture medium, ensure that all used equipment and tools are thoroughly sterilized."

"Before doing anything, remember to go over the steps and methods in your head several times. Don’t let drowsiness cause issues with details; the cost of mistakes would be great."

"Keep your minds running, stay sufficiently alert."

"Go all out, it’s the final step."

Ye Fan’s voice resonated in the laboratory from time to time.

For Han Guoqing and others, it was no less than a stimulant, instantly making them a lot more vigilant.

Finally, they successfully cultivated something to eliminate the virus.

There was no cheering in the laboratory.

Everyone, including Ye Fan, showed a relieved expression.

The burden on their shoulders could finally be lifted.

The patients were saved.

They could finally be at ease.