Chapter 1634: What the Hell Are You All Doing?

"Useless, couldn't you have figured these things out the first moment? Do I have to teach you this too? Does the Emperor keep you all just to be a bunch of useless trash?" Yamamoto Masao roared hysterically.

"Yes, I will go find out immediately, immediately." The assistant bowed in terror and hurried away.

"Mr. Yamamoto, Experimental Subject No. 2 has failed; our antibiotics cannot completely kill the virus." Immediately after, another assistant came to report.

"Even the maximum dosage can't kill it?" Yamamoto was truly a bit overwhelmed; he turned his head and asked.

"It cannot be completely killed, the activity is still very strong. After infection, depending on the patient's constitution, there is a high probability of bleeding from the seven orifices within 1 to 12 hours," the assistant said. "And the time of death is one to three days."

"Baka, why is it like this? Where are the others? Where the hell did everyone else go?" Yamamoto roared angrily; he felt as if he alone had to do the work of ten people.

"The others... were all dispatched by you to conduct research. We were already short-handed, and the relevant experts are still out on visits, so other than you, we are all assistants here," a subordinate said cautiously.

"Bastards, useless, trash..." Yamamoto Masao flung the documents in front of him away. He felt a headache coming on because the time given to him from above was truly running out.

"Mr. Yamamoto, I received some news." Just then, the assistant hesitated and said cautiously.

"What news?" Yamamoto said, feeling somewhat agitated. "You had better pray it's good news, otherwise..."

"Then... I'd better not say it." The subordinate hesitated and decided to shut his mouth, because he did not know if this news was good or bad.

"Just tell me what the hell it is." Yamamoto said angrily. "If you're going to be half-hearted about it, you shouldn't have brought it up."

"Yes, I heard that Chuan Naizi also found a few infected people there and is observing them at Yeshi Hospital." The assistant thought for a moment, desperately organizing his words.

"So what? They are just as helpless as I am." Yamamoto Masao sneered. "I am the best expert in the country; could that Huaxia person of theirs possibly have a way to deal with this virus?"

"This..." The assistant hesitated again.

"Can you finish what you have to say in one go, damn it?" Yamamoto Masao was furious; he truly had the urge to kill.

"Yes... I heard that the three cases over there, after Chen Yu's Traditional Chinese Medicine treatment, have had their symptoms reduced, and several have already recovered, even able to get out of bed and walk. If they weren't in the observation period, they could have already safely gone home." The assistant gathered his courage to finish his words in one go.

"What did you say? This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible." Yamamoto Masao was practically explosive; he roared, "We haven't even figured out the characteristics of this virus yet, and they have already been able to cure people? Is he an Immortal?"

"Mr. Yamamoto... I learned this through special channels, and that Chen Yu implemented protective measures there. As long as they are Chinese people in their Chinatown and several other streets, they basically haven't been infected with this virus." The assistant said fearfully.

"Are you telling the truth? What measures did he take?" Yamamoto Masao grabbed the assistant by the collar and said through gritted teeth, "Tell me the whole story clearly. If you get one word wrong, I'll take your life."

"Traditional... Traditional Chinese Medicine. They took a decoction of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so they could be spared from the virus's intrusion, and Chen Yu now has a way to cure those who are already ill." The assistant stammered.

Thump, Yamamoto Masao pushed him aside and then sat powerlessly in his chair. With a shocked expression, he muttered, "Impossible, Traditional Chinese Medicine is just some plants; how could these medicines have such miraculous effects?"

"Chen Yu is just a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine; they are all liars, charlatans. How could he possibly have solved this matter?"

"Mr. Yamamoto, it is absolutely true. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see the situation." The assistant knelt on the ground with a thud and bowed his head heavily. "I implore you, for the sake of the Great God Baqi, to come with me and verify it."

"Our motherland cannot withstand such a disaster; even for the sake of our nation, I beg you."

A flash of anger crossed Yamamoto Masao's face, but then this anger was replaced by powerlessness.

Yes, other than going to understand the situation over there, he really had no other choice. After all, people were dying every day now; conservatively estimated, there were already nearly double-digit deaths, especially in Datian Village, which was the hardest-hit area, with over ten infected people there.

If he didn't find a way to solve this matter now, these ten-plus infected people would soon be corpses.

The people above called almost every hour to ask about the situation. If he really couldn't control the scene, even committing ritual suicide wouldn't atone for his crimes. If Chen Yu really could cure them, then stealing his research results directly would also be fine.

Thinking of this, Yamamoto Masao stood up resolutely. He let out a long breath and said, "Alright, I will go over there now. This matter you speak of had better be true; don't waste my time, otherwise, you'll be sorry."

"Mr. Yamamoto, I guarantee that everything I said is true. This is what I learned through some special channels. I will prepare the car for you now, and we will go immediately." The assistant bowed repeatedly.

Late at night, a car drove into an unknown small hospital; this hospital was Yeshi Hospital.

A little old man with a handlebar mustache was the director of this hospital. The highest-ranking person he had ever met in his life was the mayor; he had only ever seen researchers of Yamamoto Masao's level on the news.

Now, whenever he thought about meeting someone of this level, he felt excited. He had no background and had struggled his whole life, only to end up as the director of an obscure little hospital.

If he could satisfy Yamamoto Masao this time, perhaps he would soar to great heights in the future and never have to look at anyone else's face again.

"Mr. Yamamoto, I am the person in charge of Yeshi Hospital. It is a great honor to meet you." Seeing Yamamoto Masao get out, the little old man greeted him with an excited expression and extended both hands.

Yamamoto Masao instinctively showed a look of disgust. Honestly, he wouldn't even bother to look at small characters like this usually.

But thinking that he would have to ask him for a favor in a moment, Yamamoto Masao had to extend his hand and shake the little old man's hand enthusiastically. "Director Takeda, I will have to trouble you with the matter later."

"Easy to say, all easy to say. Mr. Yamamoto, your arrival is a great honor. Whatever requests you have, just state them; I will definitely cooperate unconditionally." Takeda's face was flushed with excitement.