- I have some bad news and some good news.
Jing's personal doctor, The Chinese Minster for health, Dr Song Ming Bao, revealed.
Jing studied his doctor. As if it wasn't bad enough to be back in polluted shithole Beijing, he now also had to face some bad news? Jing spoke:
- Tell me the good news first. Anything to lighten up my life in this dreary city!
Song:
- We found the cause of death for the man who died in the cave near Elephant Hill. We have isolated a sample of the virus. We have never seen anything like it!
Jing:
- Excellent. This will be invaluable to our future research!
- What is the bad news?
Song:
- The blood sample that we took from you and your entourage shows that you are all infected.
Hearing this, Jing sunk in his seat and despair overwhelmed him. He had seen the agony of the dying man in the cave, and this was not the way that he wanted to go. But what if he was immune? Like that vast majority had been during the previous year's Coronavirus outbreak? Jing decided to hope for that outcome. If he was immune nothing would happen, and if he was infected, he would be gone and it didn't matter to him if he brought a lot of others with him to the afterlife.
Jing:
- Doctor Bao. Make sure to quarantine everyone that was in the Elephant Hill cave. Don't tell anyone else about this.
Song:
- Understood Chairman Xi.
Jing:
- Has anyone gotten any symptoms from the virus yet?
Song:
- No, everyone is healthy so far.
Jing
- Good. Extract and prepare a large batch of the virus. We need to test it on our Uighur prisoners, to find out more about it.
- Dismissed, Doctor Bao.
As Song left the room, Jing experienced mixed feelings of anticipation and worry. He worried that he would succumb to the terrible fate that befell the man in the cave. But at the time he felt excitement. With a bit of luck, he could weaponise this new virus and use it to destroy the Western economies once and for all.