Chapter 17 15. The gift of Allah

Kuwait has almost become a dead city.Except for soldiers in gas masks patrolling the streets, and occasionally some doctors and nurses in blue clothes passing by in ambulances, there were almost no human signs.Huang Fulin drove to the prime minister's residence at the fastest speed.It was the same scene inside the mansion, except for the busy soldiers and blue-clothed people, not a single Prime Minister's family members or even servants could be seen.Suddenly Fahmi came out of the room. He was much thinner and looked very tired.Huang Fulin was overjoyed, and rushed over to hug him: "Fahmi!"

Fahmi was very pleasantly surprised, but he quickly pushed his friend away: "Why don't you wear a mask, it will be contagious!" Huang Fulin didn't answer this question, he asked anxiously, "Aren't you infected with smallpox?" Fahmi said in bewilderment, "No, it's really strange that even Dr. Mooher fell ill. I'm afraid I'm the only lucky one." Huang Fulin was overjoyed: "I'm relieved, and I'm even more relieved." He explained to Fahmi: "You haven't got the disease, it proves that my medicine has activated the immune system. The smallpox virus is still active. Hurry up and treat the sick."

The prime minister was already unconscious, his whole body was full of abscesses, some of which had merged into pieces, he kept talking nonsense, and sometimes had convulsions.Huang Fulin looked at him with pity, and asked softly: "How long has it been?" "It's been three days since the rash started, and I've been talking nonsense for the past few days: what's 'New Moon Operation', 'conspiracy' and so on." Huang Fulin didn't ask any more questions, and hastily injected him with spinal and gluteal muscle injections. He said, "I'm afraid it's too late for the treatment. We just have to look at his physique in the future. There will be a high fever after that, that's a normal reaction." , generally don’t worry about it.”

After several male patients were cured, he asked, "Where are your mother and sister?" Fahmi led him to another room where the Prime Minister's wife and Emina were asleep side by side.Emina's condition was slightly mild, she opened her eyes, looked at Huang Fulin blankly, wondering if she had recognized him.Her once-beautiful face was now covered with ugly red herpes.Huang Fulin told her to turn over, to check her back and give an injection, Fahmi hesitated a little: "Huangfu, according to Muslim customs, a woman's body cannot be exposed to men other than her husband."

Huang Fulin said sharply: "Doctors only see patients, not men and women!" He couldn't help but turn over Emina's body, and opened the clothes.Her back was also covered with herpes. Huang Fulin took out No. 5647 drug and injected it along the spine down to the tailbone, as well as the bilateral shoulder plexus and sciatic nerve root, and injected the new No. 7 drug into the buttocks intramuscularly. , and carefully apply ointment all over the body.He called softly: "Emina, please believe me, I have cured your brother's illness, and I will certainly cure your illness, do you believe me?"

Emina pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty, and squeezed out a smile: "I believe it." Huang Fulin patted her cheek lightly.He did the same to the Prime Minister's wife, Sarah, Muh, etc., got up and said to Fahmi: "Go to the palace to heal the emir. I know that those medical authorities have no panacea for this sudden virus. Maybe my quack medical skills are still somewhat useful." Aisha News Agency reporter Murik spent a night in the bar. Under the strict news control in Iraq, he often used this method to obtain some sporadic news, and he could also feel the mentality of all social classes from the bar.

Even in this small bar there is the same morbid frenzy, often heard such praises as "Honorable Salami", "Messenger of Allah", and hatred of "Traitor of Muslims" , which probably refers to those big countries that have threatened to protect the borders of Iraq and Iran.In the past two days, after Salami's televised speech, this kind of war fanaticism has obviously cooled down and turned into a prayer for the health of Salami. Mulik tasted the wine, and suddenly felt a thorn in his back, as if a pair of eyes were staring at his back.He pretended not to know, raised his hand to call the waiter, and said with straight tongue:

"Another bottle of cognac." The moment he turned around, he searched backwards with his eyes, and sure enough, a middle-aged man was staring at him at a table not far away.There was also a bottle of cognac in front of the man, which is the favorite drink of Iraqis. He was dressed in casual clothes, but Murik's professional eyes could see the hidden military temperament in him. Muliq's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly reviewed his actions in recent days, and he couldn't think of anything that aroused the suspicion of the Iraqi military.He couldn't help but glanced behind him again, and the man did not back away after meeting his eyes, and raised his eyebrows in a slight gesture.Murik took the cue from the man, grabbed his brandy, and staggered out, greeting strangers on the sidewalk with drunkenness.Sure enough, the man followed, keeping a distance of 20 steps from Murik, walking nonchalantly, sometimes stopping to check behind him by the reflection of the window.

In a corner, Mulik stopped after seeing that there was no idler behind him, and the man hurried over and said in a low voice: "Are you a reporter from Aisha Agency?" Murik nodded, "Would you like to know the truth about the smallpox epidemic?" Murik hesitated, wondering if this was a trap: "If this does not violate Iraqi law..." The man sneered: "It doesn't violate the laws of Iraq and Islam. But it violates the laws of Salami. Just tell me, do you want this news?" Mukri is determined to take a risk: "I want, how much do I need to pay you?"

The man stuffed a piece of paper into his hand and said with a smile, "I mainly want to cause some trouble for Salami, you false saint! You can spend as much or as little as you like." Murik took out all the cash from his pocket, including thirty dollars, seventy-eight Egyptian pounds, and more than one hundred yuan, and gave them all to him.The man looked around alertly and quickly disappeared. Aisha News Agency, October 18th. Question: Gift of Allah? The smallpox outbreak that broke out in Iraq (mainly confined to Baghdad and Kurdish-inhabited areas) and Kuwait on October 14 was very rapid, and there are signs that it is spreading to neighboring countries. Saudi Arabia and Syria have closed their borders.At present, the smallpox epidemic has become the focus of worldwide attention.

Keen medical scientists have noticed the connection between this smallpox outbreak and the Great Eclipse Comet.As we all know, a virus is a low-level organism, and it can even be said to be a transitional person between living things and non-living things.The structure of viruses is extremely simple, with a size of less than 250 nanometers. They cannot reproduce autonomously and must rely on host cells.Viruses can be refined into 'dead' crystals, losing any signs of life.But once given the right conditions, it will come back to life.This feature allows them to 'hibernate' in meteorite ice, and to revive once they enter the Earth's living environment.Some scientists believe that the source of life of many viruses on the earth comes from comets. On October 12, a piece of meteorite fell near the heads of Iraq and Kuwait. President Salami, who is good at impromptu performances, called it a "gift from Allah" and an auspicious auspicious event once in a thousand years.But ironically, smallpox has since become popular, spreading along the footsteps of Salami to Kuwait, the Kurdish mountains and Baghdad.It is rumored that highly skilled Iraqi medical experts had quietly examined the meteor ice and confirmed that it contained smallpox virus, but they kept it secret to avoid embarrassment for Salami. In 1977, the last smallpox patient was cured. In 2008, after several delays, the last two copies of smallpox virus genes stored in the United States and Russia were destroyed to prevent smallpox resurgence due to unexpected circumstances.Looking at it now, how naive and ridiculous this approach is.Can people live in a sterile environment forever?If you wipe out smallpox, a similar white pox will come out; if you wipe out the virus on the earth, visitors from space will send new viruses.Therefore, the disappearance of a certain virus can only make room for other viruses.It's a life-and-death balance that never ends. According to historical records, the mortality rate of smallpox can reach as high as 25%.But judging from the situation in Kuwait, the death rate may be much higher than this figure.There is no other reason. The advancement of medicine has created a 50-year vacuum of smallpox virus, which gradually weakened the original immunity of human beings to smallpox.In this sense, those scientific predecessors who worked hard to eliminate smallpox just became the loyal accomplices of the goddess of smallpox. This is really too sad and ironic.