yasinovel Chapter 571 - 259: A Truly Shocking Existence Throughout History
Chapter 571 - 259: A Truly Shocking Existence Throughout History
"Mr. Jiang, please help me contact the Disease Management Headquarters immediately!"
After hanging up the phone, Gu Ji started browsing the announcements released by the Ministry of Health and Welfare.
The result was just as Jiang Youzhen said, only a single notice.
The funniest thing was.
He, that is "Jin Zhijiu," unexpectedly became the first confirmed local infected person in South Korea!
Such a farce, the real-name whistleblowing video he painstakingly recorded was also losing its hype due to the Ministry of Health and Welfare’s neglect.
But some people still suspected there were MERS patients inside Shansang Hospital and demanded the government to disclose the list of hospitals and the patients’ previous travel routes, but no one responded.
Near noon.
Only then did Jiang Youzhen send a message, saying that the head of the Disease Management Headquarters agreed to speak with him.
Gu Ji dialed the phone, and an elderly voice came from the other end, "This is the Crisis Response Analysis Office of the Disease Management Headquarters. I am Zheng Yinseng, what is your question?"
"Mr. Zheng, I am Jin Zhijiu. I would like to ask, why hasn’t the headquarters taken emergency measures even though MERS import cases have been confirmed and the infection is spreading domestically?"
"I know you and greatly appreciate the efforts you’ve made in the MERS import cases."
Zheng Yinseng first offered a polite thank you, then calmly explained:
"Although MERS is a Level 3 virus, its transmission rate is relatively low and can only be spread through droplets and contact, with limited secondary transmission. According to the data released by WHO, secondary MERS patients cannot pass it on to others, so there’s no need for emergency measures."
"Mr. Zheng, what if the virus mutates and continues to transmit from person to person? Isn’t it extremely dangerous to let it go unchecked like this? I suggest immediate emergency measures, mandating hospitals to report MERS cases and locking down infected wards, establishing quarantine locations at major ports and airports, employing temperature checks, filling out forms, and other methods to inspect travelers and merchant ships entering and exiting."
"Hehehe..."
Just as Gu Ji finished speaking, he heard Zheng Yinseng’s laughter over the phone.
"Mr. Jin, do you think you’re more professional than the World Health Organization? Sorry, I can’t issue such orders. You better just focus on your recovery in the hospital. Beep beep beep..."
The call was disconnected.
Gu Ji lowered his arms, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time.
In the face of this national crisis in South Korea, no matter what he did, he couldn’t shake the decisions of the chaebols and the government.
After all, he was a prosecutor!
For ordinary citizens, they probably wouldn’t even create a ripple.
"Now there’s only one last move left..."
Gu Ji squinted slightly, picked up his phone again, found the webpage for Cheongwadae’s public petition platform, revised his earlier suggestions to Zheng Yinseng a bit, and forwarded it to Lin Renna, asking her to focus on promoting it from now on.
According to the "Cheongwadae Petition" system.
If a petition receives more than 200,000 signatures within 30 days, Cheongwadae must respond within the next 30 days.
This was the only thing he could do before curing MERS and lifting the ward isolation.
In the following days.
Sun Zaisi personally led a team to the hospital to visit him and harshly criticized his extreme method of real-name reporting, as it could harm the prosecution’s reputation.
Gu Ji ignored him.
Checking the public petition platform replies and MERS infection data became the two most important things each day for him.
Indeed, the petition he had Lin Renna release quickly surpassed 200,000.
There were now over 780,000 demands for the government to disclose hospital names and patient routes.
The petition became popular because, as of today, May 27, in just a week, there were 343 confirmed MERS cases in South Korea, even Lin Renna couldn’t avoid it.
Most patients were concentrated in the Seoul area, with a few scattered to other cities, including Busan, hundreds of kilometers away. Even Xia Country’s Xiangzhou had a case imported from South Korea.
Many countries worldwide issued "travel health advisories" equivalent to red alerts.
Citizens were urged to avoid traveling to South Korea as much as possible.
[Objective: Keep the number of virus-infected regions to 7 or fewer (including 7) failed!]
[Random penalty being applied...]
[The severity of your current clinical symptoms has doubled!]
Although Gu Ji had anticipated this outcome, he didn’t expect such a violent reaction in his body when the symptoms suddenly intensified.
Chills, shortness of breath, headache, muscle aches...
A whirlwind of various debuffs overwhelmed him, nearly causing him to pass out, and the blood oxygen monitor in the room sounded an alarm, indicating his current blood oxygen saturation was only 89%.
In less than half a minute, the door swung open.
Experts and nurses from AM rushed in and began performing various examinations.
"How did the condition worsen so suddenly?"
"Quick, bring the oxygen therapy machine here, provide oxygen with a mask..."
In a daze, Gu Ji could only hear doctors and nurses shouting intensely around his window, while he lay there like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
When he awoke again, it was already late at night.
Gu Ji was awakened by the sound of rolling wheels in the corridor outside.
The door opened, and a nurse in protective clothing approached his bed, retrieving a syringe from the medical cart.
"Nurse, how am I doing now?"
Gu Ji didn’t realize until he opened his mouth that his voice was extremely hoarse, and even saying these few words was quite difficult.
"The blood oxygen hasn’t improved."
"This is..."
"I’m now going to give you a micro-ecological regulator to balance your gastrointestinal function." The nurse said while inserting the needle into the IV bottle.
Suddenly, Gu Ji’s foggy brain instantly reacted, "Why, why don’t you turn on the lights, cough cough cough..."
...
...
"Sensen! Sensen?"