Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 577 - 261: Outbreak of Infection

But then he realized, "Hey! I’m telling you, Mr. Jin, just take care of yourself. Do you really think you’re a CDC doctor now? You’re a prosecutor, your responsibility is to investigate..."

"I’m asking you one last time, where exactly have you been?"

Gu Ji suddenly lifted his eyelids and stared intently at the other person, his gaze deadly.

Especially with Jin Zhijiu’s rough facial lines, the chubby prosecutor felt a wave of bloodthirst and ferocity coming over him, "I, I previously accompanied my wife to Shansang Hospital."

Shansang again.

"Go to the AM hospital lab immediately and do a PCR test..."

"Jin Zhijiu!!"

Sun Zaisi suddenly roared, glaring at Gu Ji with anger in his dead-fish eyes, "I order you to go investigate the Wushan Base biochemical lab incident immediately. By tomorrow morning, I want the report on my desk, or you’ll be suspended and investigated!"

Having said that, without waiting for Gu Ji to respond, he left the outpatient entrance without looking back.

The other prosecutors and secretaries quickly followed behind Sun Zaisi, opening the car door for him.

Gu Ji, while pulling out his phone, prepared to contact Jiang Youzhen to find a way to pressure the Ministry of Health and Welfare into emergency response measures, as he watched the two cars of Sun Zaisi’s group slowly leave the hospital.

"Screech——!"

"Boom!"

But just as the convoy exited the hospital gates, a series of harsh screeches followed by a loud crash was heard.

Gu Ji’s pupils dilated, and he quickly set down the phone and ran outside.

On the road, all the hospital’s patients stood in place, curiously looking towards the outside of the entrance.

At the intersection in front of AM Hospital, two cars had collided, and another car, trying to avoid the accident, hastily turned the steering wheel, veering onto the sidewalk and crashing into a shop’s glass door, smashing it as it charged inside.

"Ah——!"

"Run!"

"Help, someone, help!"

The street was in chaos, shards of glass and damaged car doors littered the ground, emitting a strong smell of gasoline. Passersby crowded together, staring in panic at the scene, with some frozen in place, not knowing what to do.

"Everyone, evacuate the scene immediately! Notify the traffic police and fire department! Hurry!!"

Gu Ji waved his arms, loudly reminding the onlookers.

Running to the center of the accident, he didn’t expect that the vehicle involved in the crash was the very one with Sun Zaisi’s group that had just left the hospital!

The scene inside the car was extremely bloody.

The chubby prosecutor driving the car had his head slammed against the side window, with blood trickling out from the airbag and glass cracks, staining the black car paint on the door, while Sun Zaisi and others in the front passenger and back seats had blood streaks carved out on their foreheads.

"Director! Director!"

"Ugh..."

Gu Ji frantically tapped on the car window, waking up the unconscious Sun Zaisi inside.

He groaned twice, struggling to open his eyes a sliver, finally realizing he had gotten into a car accident, and hurriedly pulled the door handle, but couldn’t open the door, "Jin Zhijiu! Get me out of here! Fast!"

Gu Ji tugged from the outside, with the door not budging; it was likely the car frame deformed due to the accident.

He reminded, "Quick, back up, and use your arms to protect your face!"

With that, Gu Ji’s eyes focused, legs kicking and springing, lunging forward in an instant, his right arm bending like a gun in mid-air, he fiercely jabbed the car window corner.

"Crash!"

The elbow shattered the glass, glass shards scattering over Sun Zaisi, who screamed in fright.

"Stop shouting! Give me your hand, I’ll pull you out!"

Gu Ji grabbed a wrist and pulled Sun Zaisi’s upper body through the side window.

He then pulled out one after another, except for the chubby prosecutor.

Because the driver’s seat was severely crushed and deformed, coupled with his chubby physique, trapped by airbags and seatbelts, he couldn’t be moved.

Fortunately, patrolling traffic police soon arrived at the scene, ready to forcibly pry open the car door with tools.

Gu Ji left the scene to the professionals and returned to Sun Zaisi, asking, "Why did the accident suddenly happen?"

"I’m not sure, it seemed Min Zhe suddenly couldn’t breathe, and he slumped over the steering wheel, then, then..."

The "Min Zhe" Sun Zaisi mentioned was the chubby prosecutor.

Gu Ji muttered the symptoms, "Fever, cough, severe breathing difficulty...does Min Zhe have any medical history?"

"He’s always been in poor health, with hypertension, high cholesterol, and moderate fatty liver,"

the accompanying secretary said, covering his bleeding head in pain.

"No wonder he fell into critical condition so quickly, he has underlying conditions. You guys first come to the hospital with me for isolation and observation, and do a PCR test."

"Isolation? Jin Zhijiu, we only sustained some external injuries, there’s no need for hospitalization, right?"

"Did the car crash make you stupid? I said isolation! Min Zhe is already infected with MERS, do you want to be like him?"

Hearing Gu Ji mention "MERS", Sun Zaisi and the others finally realized.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a bystander also started coughing, covering their mouth.

Originally thinking this was just like a new flu, nothing to worry about, but after experiencing this accident, they suddenly felt a chill down their spines.

"Jin Zhijiu, you’re saying we might also be infected with MERS?"

"Oh my god, are we going to die?"

"Stop saying so much, get up quickly, come with me to the hospital!" As Gu Ji urged them, suddenly his phone vibrated in his pants pocket, it was a call from Jiang Youzhen, "Hello? What’s wrong!"

"Bad news! The investigation team just received data reports from KCDC and the World Health Organization, the domestic number of infected today increased to 25 people, with 2 more deaths, one of the infected is from Osan Air Base, the first MERS case in the South Korean military, most frightening is, what you’re saying could be true!"

Even someone like Jiang Youzhen, from a conglomerate family, having seen big scenes, had a trembling tone:

"News from inside Shansang Hospital has emerged, a patient in a separate ward 10 meters away from the first MERS patient has also been diagnosed with MERS, breaking the World Health Organization and the Ministry of Health and Welfare’s statement that ’it cannot spread through the air’. Now experts estimate that the MERS virus hitting South Korea this time has probably mutated and can spread through the air or through multiple infections, if that’s the case..."

"If that’s the case," Gu Ji repeated, interrupting Jiang Youzhen, eyes fixed on the chubby prosecutor just pulled out by traffic police.

"The real outbreak is about to happen!"