Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

On the high-speed train in Wuhan that day, there was a lonely figure. This person was wearing a thick down jacket, a woolen hat, very low, sunglasses and a mask.

Most of the people in the carriage were medical staff who were going to provide support. They were still wondering why a strange thing had gotten in.

The situation was so serious now that they almost thought that a patient had sneaked in and wanted to escape, otherwise why would they be dressed like this.

At that time, many doctors had weird looks in their eyes, and some people came over to ask, but the guy who looked like a seriously ill patient didn't want to pay attention to him and didn't speak at all.

This man's strange behavior made the surrounding medical staff feel even more strange. Later, some people couldn't bear it anymore and went to the responsible leaders and police officers.

The leader and policemen received the news and ran over quickly.

The police officer held a forehead thermometer in his hand, saluted the man and said, "Hello, comrade, please show your ID card and ticket."

The leader added: “There are also passes and work documents.”

"What are you doing!" The man was a little impatient.

"Please show me your ID." The policeman's tone became serious!

"I..." The man was angry.

Others were even talking about it.

"Could this person really be here? I've seen a lot of news about patients escaping in the past few days."

"Yes, some people are very irresponsible. After being infected and discovered, they still run around, resulting in close contact with hundreds of people at once!"

Hearing this, the policeman's face became even more serious. He couldn't bear this responsibility. He had already touched the baton behind his waist, took out his walkie-talkie, and was about to call someone for help.

"Subdue him, subdue him quickly!" A man with a fat face kept telling the police.

The policemen stood ready and drew their batons.

The guy who was wrapped up like a seriously ill patient couldn't bear it anymore and said loudly: "You're not done yet, are you? Liu Dazhi, are you sick?"

The fat man was stunned: "Who are you?"

"I, your father!" the man yelled.

Fatty Liu was obviously stunned, and then he cursed: "Your uncle! Who are you?"

The man took off his sunglasses and said angrily: "Me!"

"Damn it, you're looking for Wu Sheng!" Fatty Liu was dumbfounded.

Others were also curious. It seemed that some people actually knew Xun Wusheng.

The policeman was obviously relieved.

The leader also wiped his sweat and smiled bitterly: "Doctor Xun, why are you wrapped up so tightly?"

Xun Wusheng glanced at him and said angrily: "Didn't you check the seats when I came? Didn't you remember the seats?"

The leader almost vomited blood. Is this human talk? Who the hell remembers the seats? Besides, the high-speed train is so empty. Who knows if you sat according to the seats?

Fatty Liu was very familiar with Xun Wu. He immediately came over and asked, "Hey, Mr. Xun Wu, why are you making such a fuss?"

"You look like this. If you were walked down the street, you wouldn't be able to scare others. Why are you wearing a hat? It's so ugly."

Xun Wusheng opened his mouth and cursed: "It's none of your business."

It seemed that Xun Wusheng was in a bad mood.

Liu Dazhi didn't care at all. When meeting acquaintances, they just cursed each other. Not only did he not take it seriously, but he smiled and said: "Hey, let me tell you, your beautiful hair is not warm when it is wrapped up."

"It's none of your business, get out!" Xun Wusheng scolded again.

Liu Dazhi moved closer: "Get out of here, uncle, are you bald? Wear a hat!"

"Get out!" Xun Wusheng was getting more and more annoyed.

The leader and the policeman also smiled and shook their heads. It turned out to be a false alarm. The two were preparing to leave and did not interrupt their chat.

But Liu Dazhi stepped forward, reached out to grab Wu Sheng's hat, then lifted it up with his hands, and screamed: "Hey, let me see...fuck!"

"Fuck!" The sound of grass in the carriage kept coming and going.

"I'm in a big trough!" This sentence was said by the leader, otherwise how could he be the leader? You see, the words are different.

…

When we arrived at the place and got on the bus, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Anyway, wearing a mask and sunglasses, he pretended to be a terminally ill patient, so others couldn't see him.

But everyone can understand this embarrassing atmosphere and the shame and anger inside.

Especially Liu Dazhi, as an old acquaintance of Xun Wusheng, is very aware of this bastard's aggressive nature. He is a master who wants his hair at the risk of his life.

I would rather lose my job and grow my hair long.

And now...he...

"Pfft!" Liu Dazhi couldn't hold back and laughed.

Xun Wusheng didn't even turn around, but said coldly: "Are you laughing at your mother?"

Liu Dazhi hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was thinking of happy things."

There was no emotion in Xun Wusheng's voice: "What's the happy thing?"

Liu Dazhi said: "My wife is giving birth to a baby, okay."

"Pfft!" This sound came from the person next to him laughing.

Liu Dazhi turned to look at the person next to him, who quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my wife also has a baby."

"puff……"

"Pfft..."

Everyone around them laughed.

Xun Wusheng suddenly felt that he had no nostalgia for this person.

After arriving at the residence and settling in for a while, we immediately set off to the hospital. It was training as usual, and Xun Wusheng went there dressed the same way.

The teacher conducting prevention and control training was stunned when he saw Xun Wusheng's appearance, and asked: "Hello, sir, are you a doctor? You are registered at the outpatient clinic."

"puff!"

"Hahaha……"

The people next to me laughed wildly.

Xun Wu was very lively and motionless. Even if God came today, don't even think about him moving.

The teacher was still surprised. He looked at the others and asked, "Did I misunderstand? I'm sorry."

Liu Dazhi immediately suppressed a smile and said: "It's okay, it's okay, he is really sick."

The teacher smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, after entering the hospital, you have to take off your sunglasses, and your cotton hat. If you want to wear it, you must wear it for medical purposes."

Liu Dazhi answered for Wu Sheng: "Yeah, yeah... we must obey the rules."

"Okay." The teacher nodded.

Xun Wusheng was silent for two seconds, then reached out and took off his sunglasses and placed them on the table. Stretching his hand to the brim of the hat, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth one last time, and reached out to lift it.

Even though they had seen it, the people around him still laughed, especially Liu Dazhi, this bastard laughed the loudest.

"You..." The teacher was stunned.

Liu Dazhi hurriedly said: "Hey, teacher, don't get me wrong, he is not sick. Oh, no, he is just sick. Hahaha..."

Xun Wusheng remained silent, did not defend himself, and was not even angry. Only his head was shining brightly.

Yes, he had a shaved head.

The clean shaven kind.