Chapter 222 Tired Natasha

"Mushroom spores..."

After seeing the pile of mushrooms and fungal spores in the little fat man's stomach.

Ailin quickly passed through the crowd and looked for antifungal drugs in the medicine cabinets in the school clinic.

Ketoconazole, amphotericin B and other drugs that can contain and kill fungi were taken out of the medicine cabinet by Ailin.

After selecting several drugs with the strongest efficacy, the fastest effect, and that can be used together, Ailin directly crushed the pills into powder with his thumb and index finger, and then mixed them into a cup of salt water that he prepared and poured it into the little fat man Doug.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Charlie, the vice president of the student union, who was already in a bad mood, saw Ailin suddenly pick up a cup of something and pour it into a seriously ill patient lying on the bed, and immediately stepped forward and scolded.

Today's dance has become like this, and the student union is already very passive. If these people lying down are poured with something else, it will cause big problems.

I was in charge of this area, so I was in big trouble.

As the vice president of Charlie's student union, most students and even teachers of Zhongcheng High School would not ignore his words.

But Ailin was different.

Just after pouring the cup of salt water mixed with medicine powder into the belly of the fat boy Doug, before he could carefully observe the reaction in the belly of the fat boy, Ailin heard Charlie's scolding.

Ailin, who was slightly displeased, looked up silently and glanced at the other party.

Charlie, who was rushing over and wanted to ask for an explanation, saw Ailin's extremely deep eyes, and an indescribable horror instantly spread in Charlie's heart.

He wanted to say something, but the whole person froze in place, and his tall and thin body even trembled slightly.

After ignoring Charlie, who was shocked by his eyes that had not yet dispersed his spirituality.

Ailin's eyes once again penetrated the belly of the fat boy Doug.

Under Ailin's spiritual vision, the mushroom spores that had been growing wildly in the little fat man's stomach and seemed to be strong, were washed by the cup of strong bactericidal salt water specially prepared by Ailin, but they seemed to have been baptized by sulfuric acid, and they quickly withered and rotted, turning into a pool of black rot.

Bubbles even appeared in Doug's stomach.

The dull yellow spiritual aura that represented the health of the little fat man's stomach also seemed to have received a powerful revitalizer, and it was slightly revived, and a trace of yellow light appeared again.

After seeing that the simple "potion" he had matched was effective, Ailin's eyes lit up.

Because of the "dramatic change" in his stomach, Doug, whose body had an instant stress response, also woke up from the confused semi-comatose state.

"Awake?"

When the little fat man Doug Wang opened his eyes again, he just saw the appearance of Ailin standing next to him, and an unbearable strong feeling of nausea quickly surged from his surging stomach to his throat.

"Ugh..."

Almost the next second, a stream of vomit filled with a strong smell of decay gushed out of Doug's mouth, spraying all over Erin standing in front of him.

Seeing that Erin was about to be sprayed by the filth, Erin even nimbly dodged to the side.

Erin's dodging just happened to expose Charlie, the vice president of the student union, who was standing behind him and was frozen in place by Erin's stare.

Before Charlie could react, the filth with a strong smell of decay sprayed Charlie.

After being stunned for two seconds.

Charlie, who was sprayed by the fat man's vomit, came back to his senses under the pungent smell of decay.

"Ah..."

Accompanied by Charlie's almost broken scream, almost everyone in the school infirmary was attracted.

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After calmly preparing another cup of potion for the little fat man Doug, Ailin handed the "potion" to the little fat man.

"Big dog, if you don't want to die, drink this cup of water, and then vomit out the things in your stomach."

"Ugh!!!"

Doug, who had just vomited and felt a little weak, instinctively felt a strong nausea when he saw the light green potion that Ailin handed to him.

He couldn't help but lie on the bed and vomit again.

He kicked a trash can next to the bed under the little fat man's head with a light kick, preventing him from vomiting the filth with a strong stench everywhere.

After a while of dry heaving.

The big dog sat up again, took the cup of potion handed over by Ailin without saying a word, pinched his nose, and forced it into his stomach.

Although he fell into a semi-coma just now, he did not completely lose consciousness.

On the contrary.

I don’t know if it was a flashback from a near-death experience, or something else.

The fat boy who couldn’t move before could clearly recall that he almost died of pain from a burst stomach, and it was after drinking a cup of something that Ailin made.

He had a close call with death and came back to life.

Therefore, although he felt a strong sense of nausea and rejection when he looked at the potion, the fat boy gritted his teeth and forced himself to drink all the potion into his stomach without leaving a drop.

Because he knew that it was something that could save his life.

“What’s going on?”

At this moment, Gwen, who had just helped Ms. Winnie to appease a patient not far away, walked quickly to Erin and asked him softly what happened just now.

Erin did not hide anything from Gwen and said directly: "I checked Doug just now and found that they should have eaten some unripe or mutated mushrooms, and then were parasitized by the spores in them, which led to their current appearance..."

"After determining the cause, I used some antifungal drugs and salt water to feed Doug."

At this point, Erin pointed to the little fat man who vomited directly into the trash can after drinking the potion and said: "As a result, you can see that the effect is very significant."

Looking along Erin's finger.

Although the little fat man Doug looked a little pale because of vomiting, he seemed to be much better than those patients lying on the ground who had no strength to even groan.

In addition, his abdomen was shrinking rapidly.

Gwen immediately called the school doctor Ms. Winnie over and told her what Aylin had found.

When Ms. Winnie heard what Gwen had repeated, her eyes lit up.

She examined Doug the Fatty again and, despite the strong stench, she picked up Doug's vomit.

In the pile of vomit that exuded a strong stench, a large number of mushrooms that had not yet completely decayed, as well as some spore remains, were indeed found.

Ms. Winnie immediately asked Aylin about the types and proportions of drugs he had just prepared for Doug.

After confirming that there was no big problem with Aylin's combination, Ms. Winnie immediately ordered the student union cadres and faculty members who were helping in the school clinic to follow Aylin's previous ratio.

She prepared a series of "potions" and gave them to the first batch of students who arrived at the school clinic and were almost half-conscious.

Fortunately, as a well-established elite high school with the most complete teaching staff in New York, the medicines in the school clinic of Midtown High School are extremely complete in both types and quantity.

Otherwise, it is really difficult to find the school clinic of an ordinary school at once, and it is necessary to prepare medicines for dozens of people.

After seeing the medicines that were poured into the patient's stomach, Aylin immediately pulled Gwen out of the school clinic.

Facts have proved that Aylin's move was extremely foresighted.

Not long after they walked out of the school clinic.

A series of vomiting sounds were heard in the school clinic.

In a flash.

The clean and tidy school clinic of Midtown High School was filled with a strong smell of rot and vomit.

The smell was even more smelly than the most smelly garbage dump.

Many students and school faculty and staff who helped in the school clinic could not help but retch under the strong stimulation of this smell.

Even some of them were unlucky.

Just like Charlie who was sprayed by Doug the Fatty's vomit, he was vomited all over by other students who were vomiting.

Although the originally clean and tidy school clinic suddenly became a smelly vomiting field, in this stench, the school clinician Ms. Winnie and the head teacher Shermo's faces showed a hint of joy.

"Ms. Winnie, the bulging abdomens of these students seem to have shrunk a lot. Are they... vomit..."

Halfway through, under the stimulation of the strong stench, the head teacher Shermo couldn't help but vomit a few times.

After walking to the side and opening all the windows in the school clinic for ventilation, Ms. Winnie checked the conditions of some patients again and said with relief: "After vomiting out the mushroom residue, their symptoms are temporarily under control. Next, wait for the hospital ambulance to come and take them to the hospital to thoroughly clean the residue in the stomach. It seems that there should be no major problems."

"Speaking of which, I really have to thank the student just now. If he hadn't discovered the real cause of these students' illness in time and quickly provided treatment, we..."

At this point, Ms. Winnie shook her head with some fear.

Although Ms. Winnie didn't say the rest of the words, the dean of teaching, Shermo, also understood the unfinished meaning of her words.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, the bald Shermo also said with some emotion: "This time it is indeed thanks to classmate Ai Lin. If it weren't for him, this dance would have had such a large-scale major accident. I'm afraid my career would have come to an end."

Thinking of this, the bald Shermo immediately had a great favor for Ai Lin.

And silently decided that when Ailin applied for the university of his choice and needed to write a recommendation letter, he would definitely say a few good words for him in the recommendation letter.

As the dean of an old elite high school, Shermo, who has served in this position for more than ten years, has a rich network of contacts in this area.

Even if Ailin applied for a top university like MIT, Shermo could find old friends to say a few good words for Ailin.

Let Ailin's admission difficulty be reduced by a few points.

Of course, Shermo did not intend to tell Ailin about this matter, so as not to affect his last few months of study.

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Just when the school doctor Ms. Winnie and the dean of studies Shermo breathed a sigh of relief.

A panicked boy stumbled into the school clinic.

After running into the school infirmary, the boy trembled and said, "No... It's bad, someone is dead, Rude, Rude is dead..."

The boy's words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly shocking everyone present.

The Dean of Teaching, Shermo, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, shook violently at the bad news, and felt shaky.

On the contrary, Ms. Winnie on the side quickly stepped forward, pulled the boy who broke in and asked, "What happened? How did Rude die, where did he die?"

An hour later.

The shrill sirens resounded throughout Central City High School.

And this day, which should have been full of laughter and joy, also lost its due color and became gloomy.

Especially when seeing those familiar classmates being carried on stretchers, stuffed into ambulances and sent to the hospital, this feeling became even stronger.

For a while, those students who had not yet dispersed in the school gathered together and talked about it.

After a while.

The news that poisonous mushrooms appeared at the winter dance of Midtown High School, causing dozens of people to be poisoned, spread throughout the school and spread outside the school at an alarming speed.

At the school gate, the parents of students who were already uneasy because of the appearance of a large number of ambulances and police cars could not sit still after hearing this gossip.

They surrounded the ambulances with anxious faces, constantly looking inside, fearing that their children would appear in those ambulances.

However.

What they didn't know was that.

Compared to a guy who thought he just had a stomachache and squatted in the toilet and killed his life.

Those students who appeared in the ambulance seemed much luckier.

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In the toilet of the gymnasium of Midtown High School.

Several SHIELD agents in suits and leather shoes kept taking pictures of the corpse in the toilet with a burst abdomen and mushrooms all over its body.

This corpse was the student of Central City High School who died in the accident - Rude.

After taking the photos, he directed several men in protective suits to pack up the corpse covered with mushrooms and take it away.

With a trace of fatigue on her face, Natasha turned to George Stacy next to her and said, "Chief George, we will take this corpse away first. As you know, he may have some means of spreading spore viruses like the previous corpses covered with mushrooms. We can't let this thing spread any further. As for..."