The winter morning fog has not yet cleared, and the smell of Disinfectant has already permeated Street.
At around eight o'clock, three epidemic prevention vehicles with red crosses printed on them were parked in front of Sleeve Building.
Disinfection personnel wearing white protective clothing are debugging Pulse Smoke Machine. The metal nozzle has a cold sheen under the morning light.
A temporary testing point was set up in the open space in front of the corridor door.
At this moment, a long and slightly chaotic queue had formed.
Several policemen walked back and forth with loudspeakers, shouting loudly to help maintain Order.
The residents of Sleeve Building, a little nervous, came out of their houses one after another to join the free physical examination team.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, there are probably less than a hundred migrant workers still staying here.
It usually seems quite deserted, but suddenly everyone was crowded together, and it suddenly seemed like a noisy market.
"Oh, it's almost the Chinese New Year, and something like this happened!"
"Do you know that the murder that occurred at He Yao's house the night before yesterday was committed by Monster."
"Didn't the police refute the rumor? They said that the gorilla from Laboratory broke in and carried a mutated virus that could be transmitted to humans, so it needs to be sealed and disinfected."
"This is too outrageous. With all the recent Eastern Capital Strange Event news, I think it would be better to go back to my hometown and find a job to be more stable after the Chinese New Year..."
Ever since the news of Murder Case broke out and the police sealed off the building, everyone has been on tenterhooks and has been hiding in the house, afraid to go out for fear of getting into trouble.
Now that we were all gathered together, we couldn't help but discuss what happened in the past two days and exchange information with each other.
There were also young mothers holding several-year-old children in the team, bursting into tears.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became noisier.
"Brother, Sister Zhou..."
Wen Xin, who was waiting in line, had a timid face, and looked back at Fang Cheng and Zhou Xiumei, who were standing behind him.
Listening to the alarmist comments from her neighbors, she seemed worried that she and others would be infected with this terrible virus.
Fang Cheng reached out and touched her head to express comfort.
Zhou Xiumei also said a few words of relief.
At this time, a clear female voice sounded next to him.
"Little sister, don't be afraid. This virus is not highly contagious. I will just take your temperature and draw blood later. It won't hurt."
The speaker was one of the female commissioners sent by Special Search Team to assist the police in solving the case.
She smiled and seemed to particularly like children, acting quite kind and loving.
With that said, he went to comfort the crying baby next to him.
Fang Cheng just glanced at her lightly, and there was no abnormal change in his facial expression except for a little curiosity.
Wen Hui Yi seemed a little too nervous and thanked her hurriedly.
Based on the conversation that she accidentally overheard between this woman and her companion, Fang Cheng knew her real name.
It seems... it's called Cheng Le Yi.
And the other one, Special Search Team Specialist, is a man with a stubble on his face.
At this moment, he was standing not far away, his eyes constantly scanning the long queue of people.
It seems that they are looking for unknown monsters that may be hiding among the residents.
He felt that the woman's eyes would occasionally drift to him, but Fang Cheng pretended not to know.
He just raised his eyes and looked at the medical staff at the checkpoint in front of him.
Two doctors sat behind the collection table and conducted detailed health examinations on each resident in an orderly manner.
While Fang Cheng was thinking about it in his mind, he occasionally said a few words to Zhou Xiumei and Wen Xin.
Amid whispers, the team moved forward slowly.
Perhaps, because the waiting time is too long.
The two Special Search Team Specialist seemed a little impatient and sat back in a car on the street, watching the long line of medical examination queues from a distance.
At nearly half past ten, it was finally the turn of Wen Hui Yi and Wen Xin.
Fang Cheng stood behind and observed the specific physical examination items performed by the doctor.
First, use blood pressure monitors, thermometers and other equipment to measure blood pressure, heart rate and body temperature.
Then the examiner was asked to open Big Mouth's mouth to check the condition of the mouth and teeth. He also wiped the tongue coating and throat with Cotton Swab and placed it in a reagent bottle.
Finally, there is the blood test item.
The doctor drew about two milliliters of blood and then carefully stored the blood sample in a refrigerator.
When he saw this, Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but speed up a little.
Soon - it was his turn.
Fang Cheng Take a gentle breath and adjust your whole body in an instant.
Then, he sat at the collection table with a calm expression.
As usual, the doctor first conducts blood pressure and heart rate tests.
Fang Cheng took the initiative to lift up his sleeves and stretched out his arms.
Generally speaking, athletes with higher Physical Quality will have lower blood pressure and heart rate than ordinary people.
Because this involves the issue of maximum oxygen uptake during high-intensity exercise.
Maximum oxygen uptake is one of the important basis for selecting young athletes, and it is also an important indicator reflecting the human body's aerobic exercise capacity.
Under the same conditions, the more oxygen the human body can absorb and use, the more power it can provide for exercise.
There are many factors that affect maximum oxygen uptake, including the pumping function of the heart, genetic factors, age and gender, etc.
The most intuitive manifestation is in the resting heart rate.
The resting heart rate of most ordinary people is between 60-100 beats/minute.
Professional athletes usually range from 40 to 60 beats per minute, and top professional athletes can even reach below 40.
Fang Cheng If you don't deliberately control your heartbeat rate, the normal state will basically remain at around 20.
At the same time, because the heart function is strong and the myocardial contractility is enhanced, more blood can be pumped out with each heartbeat, so high blood pressure is not required to maintain the body's blood supply needs.
As early as when Spirit Attribute was just over 20 years old, Fang Cheng began to try to sense and control changes in his body functions.
Now Spirit Attribute is up to 43 points, and it has mastered Qi Gong and Meditation, and has the ability to see inside.
The subtle control over every muscle and blood vessel in his body has reached a level that ordinary people cannot imagine.
It can be said that as long as it is within the range that the body can bear, Fang Cheng can control the heart rate and body temperature at will.
At the lowest point, it enters the Embryonic Breathing state, jumps only every few minutes, and the body temperature drops to about 10°C.
When the amount of Exert Force is needed, for example, when using Qilin Arm, the heart will act like a motor, turning on the highest power and instantly pumping out sufficient blood to ensure sufficient energy supply.
Now, Fang Cheng only makes slight adjustments to keep his blood pressure, heart rate, and body temperature within the healthy range of normal people.
Probably equivalent to a professional athlete, slightly stronger than ordinary people.
I successfully passed the first three physical examination items and everything appeared normal.
Next, there is an oral and dental examination.
Fang Cheng understands the general purpose of this test and has no worries and is very cooperative.
Because he is indeed not a man-eating monster.
The first few physical examination items were handled relatively easily.
Only the final blood test was a difficult challenge.
This is true both for doctors and for Fang Cheng himself.
The doctor who performed the physical examination for Fang Cheng was a relatively young lady.
She skillfully tied the tourniquet on the upper end of her forearm, and then patted it gently to signal to relax.
Fang Cheng's face was calm. Thinking back to the ultimate state of relaxation when practicing Tai Chi, his body muscles had already completely relaxed.
Make your arm look softer to the touch, and at the same time, hope to avoid the embarrassing situation where the needle cannot penetrate.
Fortunately, it seems that in order to ensure more stable sampling, the detection results are more accurate.
The doctor chose a venous blood draw instead of a finger blood test.
You must know that with the special effects of Fang Cheng and Constitution and Iron Fist, coupled with the effect of long-term exercise, even if the hardness of the fingers is not as good as that of the real Rebar, it is not much different.
The superficial veins chosen for venous blood drawing are located under the skin and on top of the muscle tissue.
What needs to be punctured is only the surface layer of skin tissue.
Although the skin of Fang Cheng is also very tough, you can still give it a try.
If it were a fingertip prick, Fang Cheng asked himself, no matter how relaxed and cooperative he was, he probably wouldn't be able to let the sharp needle penetrate even an inch.
Even so, the first blood draw was not successful.
"Don't be nervous, try to relax."
Female Doctor held the blood collection needle and tried to insert the needle into the vein on the inside of the forearm, but it felt like he was piercing a thick Cowhide.
She thought Fang Cheng was too tight, so she reminded her.
Then he pricked it twice, still without success, and in the end even the needle was bent.
The doctor lady even began to suspect that her technique was not good enough, and there were slight beads of sweat on her forehead.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
Looking at the extremely strong arm muscles, I couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Fang Cheng then smiled at her and comforted her softly:
"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt. You've been working for a long time and it's too hard. Sighed in Relief take a rest first."
Female Doctor Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the sunny and handsome man in front of him.
His face turned red for a moment, and he nodded quickly:
"Yeah."
Then he shook his hand, took a few deep breaths, and tried a new blood collection needle.
Looking at the tip of the needle that shone with cold light, Fang Cheng's eyes were slightly focused, and True Qi was running silently.
The expression on his face seemed calm, but his body was filled with turmoil, Blood Qi boiling.
The countless swallowed Aura surged like a tide, and finally condensed into a stormy wave, washing away towards the right arm.
At the moment the needle dropped.
The pores on the forearm of his right hand suddenly loosened and opened.
As the vague white sweat evaporates, the pores in a very small number of specific areas expand to the limit, allowing the slender needle tip to penetrate smoothly.
When opening and closing, each pore looks like a black hole.
Then another suction force was generated, actively pulling the needle in until it penetrated deeper into the veins.
Poof!
In the eyes of outsiders, maybe it's because Fang Cheng's smile is too contagious, or maybe it's because the doctor lady took a short break to regain her full power.
Finally, the needle was unblocked and inserted successfully.
The thick dark red Blood Plasma passed through the transparent hose and was quickly sucked into Blood Collection Tube.
"Huh----"
The doctor lady exhaled a long breath and instantly seemed extremely relaxed.
Fang Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had just completed a fierce battle.
Then he collected his energy, relaxed his energy, and smiled at the doctor.
To be honest, if it still didn't work, he was ready to do the acupuncture himself.
Fang Cheng never imagined that one day, learning martial arts would actually be to cooperate with others to harm one's own body.
The extremely arduous challenge of "drawing blood" has finally been completed.
However, things are not over yet...
Fang Cheng As he stood up slowly, his eyes suddenly glanced at the doctor's chest, and then at the carton containing medical equipment behind her.
On her name tag and on the surface of the carton, there are four words "Ren'an Hospital" printed on it.
Fang Cheng's heart moved slightly, and he stood up as if nothing had happened, giving up his position to Zhou Xiumei who was behind him.
"Brother!"
Wen Xin, who had completed the physical examination ahead of schedule, waved and called.
Fang Cheng then walked over and stood aside with her, waiting for Zhou Xiumei and grandma.
Inside Sleeve Building, epidemic prevention personnel wearing white protective clothing are carrying disinfection boxes and carrying out disinfection work from house to house.
Disinfectant The pungent smell is extremely strong and can be clearly smelled even outside.
He didn't leave the building for two days, and many neighbors, like Fang Cheng, continued to stay outside and chat.
Although you still can't cross the area surrounded by Barrier Tape, it would be good to at least have more ventilation.
Wen Xin begged her mother to play with Fang Cheng upstairs in the afternoon.
I have been locked in the house for the past two days, which is really depressing.
Wen Hui Yi was overwhelmed by her and reluctantly nodded in agreement.
Fang Cheng was thinking about something in his mind, his eyes wandering around the crowd.
Then he scanned the Street, houses, and even the police, doctors and Special Search Team Specialist around Sleeve Building.
In my mind, a vague plan gradually formed.
The night is thick, covering the entire cold city.
The wind howled outside the window, and hazy white frost flowers condensed on Glass.
The light in Living Room is warm and yellow, and the TV screen keeps flashing bright and dark.
Fang Cheng was lying on the sofa, his two long legs crossed together, resting comfortably on Coffee Table.
There were also several unopened but uneaten snack bags stacked on top, including potato chips and biscuits.
On the screen, a group of Martial World masters were fighting fiercely, with ghosts crying and wolves howling.
It's the Kung Fu movie that Fang Cheng likes to watch.
Speaking of which, this disc has been delayed for half a month since it was borrowed from the Wu Datong store.
I didn't even remember to play it until tonight.
From time to time, there was a beeping button sound next to me, echoing the Fist and Foot sound effect coming from Television.
Wen Xin was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the screen of the game console in his hand.
Completely immerse yourself in the adventure world composed of pixel villains in the picture.
This handheld game console, which has just been launched, was Fang Cheng's New Year's gift to her.
This girl has lacked toys since she was a child, and once she gets started, she can't stop playing with them.
Suddenly there was a burst of cheers, and it seemed that the first Checkpoint was finally solved.
"Stop playing around now and try my new skills."
Zhou Xiumei walked from the kitchen to Living Room carrying steaming homemade milk tea.
Smelling the rich aroma, Fang Cheng immediately stood up and took it, took a sip and praised it.
The life of being locked down and isolated is not necessarily all depression and anxiety, at least there is also this kind of free time to get together.
The three of them each held milk tea in their hands, drinking and talking and laughing.
Time passed quickly, it was almost ten o'clock.
Wen Hui Yi came upstairs and told Wen Xin to go back to sleep.
Little Girl could only wave goodbye reluctantly.
Zhou Xiumei helped clean up the house and was about to leave.
Fang Cheng suddenly stopped her, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to her.
"Brother Cheng, what is this?"
Zhou Xiumei couldn't help but look at the key in surprise.