Sleepless Doctor

"You boy, why are you so disobedient!" Lin Daoshi stood in the cold wind of Laoyashan and scolded.

"Master, I..." Lin Yun lowered his head and kicked Can Xue on the ground, "I want to go down the mountain with you."

"It's a good thing for Master to take the seniors down the mountain." Lin Taoist said, holding Lin Yun's hand, "Has all the articles taught by Mr. Chu memorized?"

"I will learn it!" Lin Yun raised his head and said triumphantly, "Old Mr. Chu said that if I don't memorize it, you won't take me down the mountain, so I carried it all night."

"..." Lin Daoshi glanced at the special needs ward down the mountain and felt full of malice.

What is this Chu Boxiong doing!

Can't you see the kids at home? Lin Yun had to go down the mountain with himself.

"Master, you are not here, I am afraid." Lin Yun whispered.

Lin Daoshi felt soft when he heard it, and said with a sigh, "Don't cry down the mountain."

"Will not!"

"Wear a mask."

"Yeah! I'm ready." Lin Yun took out a mask and put it on himself awkwardly.

Lin Daoshi didn't insist either. He was close to doting on the children, as long as it was not a matter of principle, he would agree.

Forget it, just as it was going down the mountain to experience, Lin Taoist found a reason for himself.

There was not enough manpower these days. When Aunt Feng of the neighborhood committee came to seal the mountain, Lin Taoshi talked with them for a long time, and Lin Taoshi decided to go down the mountain to help.

It’s freezing cold, so staying at home and watching short videos is also helpful, but Lin Daoshi always feels that he doesn’t dare to order anything and I’m sorry for Xiaoshushu.

The little uncle uncle immediately went to the front line with all the belongings that he had accumulated.

Since deciding to go down the mountain to be a volunteer, Lin Daoshi feels refreshed.

Yamashita is tightly staffed, and some things are not easy to do.

The most basic management depends on the irritable village party secretary and the nagging neighborhood committee aunt. Lin Taoshi feels that with the prestige accumulated over the years, he can also help.

Who am I?

Lin Xianchang!

It doesn't matter if the second-liuzi in that village sees him, he must tremble first? !

The apprentices were divided into several groups. Lin Taoshi told them not to quarrel with others, but let them follow the rules.

Thinking of those regulations, Lin Daoshi was also a little confused. This is the rhythm of keeping everyone at home, motionless.

This kind of thing falls across the country, and Lin Daoshi feels his scalp is tingling after thinking about it.

It's no wonder that the little uncle's reaction was so big at that time, sitting in front of the stone stele in the back mountain all night, the heavy snow turned his head white.

This is a national disaster, and Lin Taoshi has his own judgment after a brief period of confusion.

Leading Xiaolin Yun down the mountain, the foot of the mountain seemed to change into a world.

The roadside is pulling one horizontal banner after another, with four big characters on it—to overcome the difficulties together.

There are very few cars, and they are not exactly what Lin Daoshi remembered. But the road has been cleaned up very well, as in previous years.

Going forward, passing by the first village at the foot of the mountain.

The entrances and exits of the village have been blocked with snow and soil, and there are barbed wire fences. Said it is a wartime state, it is really a wartime state, which is even more realistic than the scenes of zombies in the movie.

But this time it was a virus, an invisible enemy.

There is a horizontal banner at the entrance and exit of the village-remember to wear a mask when you go out, otherwise the mahjong will be fired.

Lin Daoshi looked stunned.

This slogan is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even people who don’t want to wear masks will put them on for a good word of mouth.

The work at the grassroots level is quite complicated. A hundred slogans to overcome the difficulties are not as real as playing mahjong.

A table was set up at the entrance and exit of the village, and people in military coats and old-fashioned dog-skin hats were sitting in the cold wind guarding the village’s door.

There was a big trumpet on the table, and the man put his hands in his sleeves, and Lin Daoshi who was watching felt sour.

The northeast and the south are two worlds.

Sitting at the door in the cold winter at this time, the northwest wind is as hard as a knife. That is, I don't know how many layers of cotton are covered in the military coat, and it can still be held.

The memory of the Lin Taoist in the northeast is not very clear. After all, the living conditions are getting better and better these years. There is a car when you go out and the air-conditioning when you go home. You can't feel the cold at all.

I used to cross the mountains and the sea...

Lin Daoshi's cell phone rang, and he glanced at it. It was from Aunt Feng from Bajingzi.

"Dao Chang, when will you arrive?"

"Almost, I haven't gotten down the mountain for several days. The situation under the mountain looks so severe."

"Don't mention it, Mr. Lin, or else I would agree as soon as you say it." Aunt Feng complained, "We are also responsible for two intersections. It is very cumbersome to take body temperature, leave a name, and where to go when entering and exiting vehicles."

"It's okay, meet and talk." Lin Daoshi said quickly without holding it.

Laoya Mountain is not far from Bajingzi. When passing by Jianxie Hospital, Lin Daoshi saw the towering building, and he missed the little teacher a little.

I don't know how he was in Tianhe, and the little uncle is okay now.

If the little uncle was here, maybe the situation here would be better, Lin Daoshi guessed wildly. In fact, he also knew that this was the vast ocean of the People's War, and it was useless for the little master to stay at home.

Soon after arriving at Bajingzi, Aunt Feng was wearing a red sleeve hoop, with a serious face, she hurried over and said, "Daochang Lin, thank you."

"You're welcome, who let us draw this side to our street?" Lin Daoshi habitually twisted his beard and smiled. Before he set up his posture of fairy style, Aunt Feng hurriedly said, "Three crossings, Laohugang ahead. You can help me take a look at the post. That side has just been built. Here are the pens and notebooks for recording people."

With that said, Aunt Feng stuffed things to Taoist Lin, turned around without touching the ground, and ran while calling, talking about prevention and control.

Lin Daoshi smiled bitterly, it seemed that there was not enough manpower, otherwise, how could he use himself.

Divide the apprentices into two groups, Mingyue took one group to Sandaokou, and Lin Daoshi took a few others to Laohugang.

Having just finished sighing with the elderly guarding the door in the neighboring village, Lin Taoshi found that he was also facing the same problem.

In order to clarify the basic course of action of mobile personnel, temperature measurement is basically a display, and there is no way to measure body temperature in cold weather.

The body temperature shot by the body temperature gun is more than ten degrees or even a few degrees, which is completely meaningless. If it has to be meaningful, it is a serious sense of ritual.

Lin Daoshi took Lin Yun's hand in distress, stood in the cold wind and looked at the roadblock in Laohugang, and registered the people in the passing vehicles.

It is said that this record sheet will be logged in the computer for comparison after returning.

It seems that this is the only way. To control all the floating population in a country, the difficulty is absolutely hell-level.