"Check, what disease he has and will it be contagious?" Booktonlin frowned. He was so ill that he couldn't tell the time when he got sick at this time. Judging from his experience in the jungle for so many years, sometimes it was not the enemy, but the disease.

Nandegrad leaned down, touched Red Rous's forehead, opened Red Rous's eyelids and looked at them twice. Finally, he tried Red Rous's hands, looked at Bridgemolden and said, "Mr. Bridgemolden, please leave your assistant first, this is likely an infectious disease."

Bridgemorgan was stunned, then quickly let go of his hands holding his assistant and hid aside quickly.

"Have you been bitten by something before?" Nandegrad turned to Red Rous and asked word by word. He knew that Red Rous's feeling was weakened at this moment and his hearing might not be sensitive anymore.

"Yes... I've been bitten, and I've been bitten by a big mosquito on my neck... But I beat it to death..." Red Rous replied weakly, saying these words took great power.

Nandegrad turned Red Rous' neck and saw the red and swollen wound bitten by mosquitoes. A hole the size of a needle hole was surrounded by red and swollen bulges, like a small hill, and yellow pus was still seeping out of the hole.

Nandegrad quickly took out the needle from the medicine box, put a tube of medicine on, and then stabbed Red Rous' arm.

After the injection, Nandegrad stood up and said to Booktonlin: "Captain, it's likely that it's malaria."

"Are you sure?" Booktonlin felt cold when he heard the word "malaria".

"From the situation he described and the symptoms he had, it should be malaria," Nandegrad lowered his head and looked at Red Rouse. "We don't have necessary inspection equipment here, but it's almost impossible to tell. He is infected with malaria, and the malaria attacks very quickly."

Nandegrad looked at Booktonlin with concern, "According to this development, he is likely to be in danger of his life."

Booktonlin also lowered his head and looked at Red Rolls, then pulled Booktonlin to the side, and asked with his waist, "What kind of malaria is so powerful that you will die if you are infected?"

"The incidence of malaria depends on the degree of malaria parasites," Nandegrad looked around, his eyes full of fear. "This damn jungle, I don't know how powerful the mosquitoes here are. This is the fastest and most severe malaria I have ever seen."

"From the human infection of malaria parasites to the onset of the disease, it is called the incubation period. The incubation period is different. Generally, malaria vivax, malaria oval, malaria falciparum 14 days, malaria falciparum 12 days, and malaria dysfunction 30 days. The number of protozoa infected, the different strains, the difference in human immunity, and the different infection methods can all cause different incubation periods. There is the so-called long-term incubation period strain, which can last up to 8 to 14 months. The incubation period of blood transfusion infection is 7 to 10 days. The incubation period of malaria is shorter. People with a certain degree of immunity or those who have taken preventive drugs can prolong the incubation period. However, looking at the situation of Red Rolls, there is no incubation period at all!"

Nandegrad clenched his fists. The Black Mamba Guard not only had to deal with the poisonous snakes and beasts that could be seen clearly, but also had to beware of the mosquitoes that were ambushing everywhere in the jungle. It was too difficult.

"After the incubation period, it is the chill period, that is, fear of chills. First, the ends of the limbs become cold, then the back and the whole body feels chills. The skin has goose bumps, the lips and nails are cyanotic, the face is pale, and the muscles and joints are sore all over the body. Then the whole body is shaking and the teeth are trembling. Some people can't stop covering a few quilts, which lasts for about 10 minutes or even more than an hour. The chills naturally stop and the body temperature rises. Now the situation of Red Rolls is the chill period."

Nandegrad looked at the place where Red Rouse was lying. At this moment, Red Rouse was lying alone on the grass. No one dared to approach, and no one wanted to cause trouble. Red Rouse seemed very desolate and his whole body could not stop trembling, but everyone was watching helplessly, no one came forward even with a caring greeting.

"After the cold period, it is the fever period. After the cold sensation disappears, the complexion turns red and the body temperature rises rapidly. Usually, the more significant the chills, the higher the body temperature, which can reach more than 40c. Patients with high fever are unbearable. Some are uneasy and groaning; some are delirium, empty, even convulsive or unconscious; some are severe headaches and stubborn vomiting. The patient has red face and shortness of breath; conjunctiva congestion; skin burning and dry; pulses are strong and fast; urine is short and dark. He is often thirsty and wants to drink cold drinks. It lasts for 2 to 6 hours, and some are more than 10 hours. Herpes are common on the lips and nose after several attacks."

Nandegrad frowned and looked at Booktonlin, "I think Red Rolls is about to enter the fever period. According to this situation, I'm afraid he can't survive the fever period, but I'm afraid he will..."

Nandegrad didn't dare to continue speaking, but the meaning in his words was already very obvious.

"Are you sure he is out of rescue?" Booktonlin didn't expect that they had just walked not far and they were going to lose another partner.

"We lack the necessary medicines, and even if we bring drugs to treat malaria, it may not be targeted at the malaria parasites here," Nandegrad opened his arms and raised his head, as if he wanted to embrace the entire forest. "The species here are too perverted. This is the worst malaria I have ever seen, no one..."

Just as Nandegrad finished speaking, a painful cry came from Red Rolls, and Bridgemorgan also shouted to this side: "Nantageler, come here quickly and see what's going on..."

Nandegrad ran over quickly, and saw Honglaus rolling on the ground, and the skin on his face turned red and purple. Nandegrad reached out and touched Honglaus's forehead. When it only touched the skin, it immediately popped up. It was so hot.

Nandegrad stood up, grabbed Bridgemorgen's wrist, pulled it aside, and calmly said to him: "Mr. Bridgemorgen, I regret to inform you that your assistant has malaria, very serious malaria, I am afraid that you will not be able to save your life. You are mentally prepared."

"What, malaria?" Bridgemoorgen took a deep breath, then said furiously, "Do you think I'm an idiot? Malaria can be treated. Didn't you give him an injection just now? Why didn't it work?"

"What I just took was antibiotics. We don't have special medicines to treat malaria," Nandegrad explained patiently. "Even if we are in the best hospital on Hallelujah now, malaria cannot be cured 100%. Besides, this ghost place, we don't even have the most basic medical devices..."

"I don't care!" Bridgemorgan interrupted Nandegrad, "What do I pay for you to eat! Why don't you prepare all the medicines before you set out to deal with all the situations that will happen? A malaria will make you helpless. Then what will you protect our lives in the future!"

Bridge Morgan's angry voice came to the ears of every member of the scientific expedition team. Although they all knew that this could not be blamed for the inconsideration of the Black Mamba Guard, they were all full of deep concerns about the future.

Booktonlin heard the argument between Nandegrad and Bridgemorgan and rushed over. He persuaded him: "Mr. Bridgemorgan, I understand your mood, but we are really powerless. Our medical system can only ensure that even if we rescue injured patients, we cannot do anything omnipotent. Otherwise, we should take the entire hospital. That is unrealistic. Listen to me, Red Rolls is likely to be in danger. Why don't you calm down and hurry up and say goodbye to him?"

Bridgemorgan shouted: "Ah..." Then he glanced at Nandegrad hard, turned around and ran towards the place where Red Rous rolled all over the ground.

When Bridgemorgan walked to Red Rouse, Red Rouse had stopped rolling, his eyes were seriously congested, his eyes were distracted, and he was filled with deep fatigue.

Although Red Rolls is Bridge Morgan's assistant, the two are actually very good playmates, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they grew up together.

Since childhood, Red Rouse has been Bridge Molden's good friend. Red Rouse didn't know Bridge Molden's true identity at first, and the Molden family also concealed Bridge Molden's outstanding information since childhood. Therefore, Red Rouse has always regarded Bridge Molden as a brotherly family.

It was not until he grew up that Red Rolls learned that Bridgemorgan was the heir to the most mysterious consortium in the world. Bridgemorgan did not dislike Red Rolls' family background and always kept him by his side as his closest partner. Although he was a superior and subordinate in terms of identity, he was a brotherly existence in terms of emotions.

So just now Bridgemorgan got angry at Nandegrad because he knew that his closest partner was going to leave him and could not accept it. Although the elders of the family kept warning himself that only wealth is the real relative in the world, Bridgemorgan could lose anyone, but he just couldn't bear to watch the little friend who grew up with him leave him, and he couldn't accept this fact.
Chapter completed!