Sleepless Doctor

Wu Mian headed into the P3 laboratory and was busy until six o'clock in the evening until his body felt tired.

After changing clothes, there was a row of missed calls on the phone.

It was really annoying to not be able to answer the phone at will, Wu Mian shook his head.

He glanced at it, mainly because of the phone call between Lu Jiuzhuan and Professor Barak. After thinking about it, Wu Mian clicked on Lu Jiuzhuan's number to call back.

"Mr. Lu, I was just in the P3 laboratory, what are you looking for?" Wu Mian asked.

"Doctor Wu, that batch of blood samples won't be shipped back." Lu Jiu said, "I was checked by the customs."

"Huh?" Wu Mian knew that things were more complicated than he thought.

"I don't know what happened." Lu Jiu said, "Doctor Wu, I just ask a quasi-trust, is this batch of blood samples important?"

Wu Mian pondered, he first had to guess what Lu Jiuzhuan would do.

"Doctor Wu, if it's important, I'll try other ways." Lu Jiuzhuan said, "If it's not that important, it can only be done for the time being."

"Can I ask how you can solve this?"

"Excuse me, Doctor Wu, the secret of the teacher."

"If safety can be ensured, it is better to have it." Wu Mian said frankly, "To be honest, I highly suspect that the virus of this epidemic has spread in the Americas in August last year."

"Huh? Does it make sense?"

"It makes sense. Pursuing patient zero is a very important thing in the history of epidemiology." Wu Mian said with a smile, "Of course, we must first ensure safety. In fact, I am curious about this matter in the final analysis. It does not help the situation in Tianhe City now."

Lu Jiuzhuan on the other side seemed to hesitate.

"Mr. Lu, don't do it." Wu Mian said with a sigh, "Since I was detained at the customs, I probably understand what happened. It doesn't matter what you don't see, you must take care."

"Me? Haha, Dr. Wu, all mundane things are not important to me and other cultivators." Lu Jiuzhuan said, "Since you say that, then I'm not welcome. I don't do anything about this matter. , Go to the Fangcang shelter hospital tomorrow morning to teach patients to punch."

"Good." Wu Mian replied.

Hanging up, Wu Mian was a little disappointed. However, these things are of great importance. If civil forces can do anything, it should be extremely difficult and extremely difficult in the context of the suspension of navigation.

Especially when Lu Jiuzhuan talked about the secrets of the division, Wu Mian didn't want to put him in danger on another level.

There are indeed some regrets, but it doesn't matter. I have just told Lu Jiuzhuan very clearly that it has not changed the current domestic situation.

Moreover, the physical methods are not too hard to make sense at all.

The Angsa gang, are they reasonable people? If you give money, you can confer honors and buy knighthoods. If you keep a rational idea about them, you can really joke.

Wu Mian sorted his mind, contained the disappointment in his heart, and sent a message to Cheng Yunhai, asking him about his situation.

Afterwards, Wu Mian called Professor Barack.

"Bellak, I was just in the P3 lab. Are you looking for something to do with me?"

"Boss, did you read the New York Times?" Professor Barrac asked, "They are too much!"

"What's wrong? I haven't paid attention to the news on that side these days."

"The New York Times says ChinaIstheRealSickManofAsia!" Professor Barack said, "Boss, I can't stand you if you can bear it! This is discrimination!"

"What can I do if I can't bear it," Wu Mian said lightly, "Isn't this kind of thing happening enough?"

"But this is too much! I can see how hard your medical staff work every day." Professor Barack roared.

"It's useless, brainwashing every day, the brain is washed blank." Wu Mian said, "Bellak, how many operations did you do today?"

"It's all emergency operations, appendicitis, cholecystitis, so boring!" Professor Barack complained, "Boss, when can you come back for surgery?"

"It should be coming soon. You can go back within half a month to a month."

"Oh my god, it's been so long, you said it is fast?! What are you talking about, is your brain already shrinking because of hypoxia."

"Bellak, are you talking to me?" Wu Mian asked.

"No, boss, I'm reporting to you about the New York Times."

"In the old days, Hanshan asked and said: "There are people in the world who slander me, deceive me, humiliate me, laugh at me, despise me, deceive me, hate me, and deceive me. How to deal with it? "

"Shide said: Just bear with him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, you just look at him."

"What did you say?" Professor Barack asked with a black line on his face.

"Everything else is said casually. Stay a few days and watch him." Wu Mian sneered, "Bellak, you remember my words."

"I'll write it down and write it on paper." Professor Barack said very quickly, "Boss, are you going to the International Court of Justice to sue them? It seems useless. I see, Owen is your friend, you Call Owen and let him kick the editor-in-chief in the ass!"

"Why?" Wu Mian asked lightly.

"This is an insult!"

"Barack, I read the New York Times article. It focuses on the economy and talks about the return of the manufacturing industry." Wu Mian smiled indifferently. "Some things will pass once they pass, and they won't come back."

"Are you talking about the commander?"

"Whatever, in a few days, watch him."

"Boss, don't speak dialects, I don't understand, I'm very tired." Professor Barack complained.

"It's not a dialect, it's ancient classical Chinese. You know, our Huaxia has a long tradition... Don't talk about this, are there other things besides the New York Times?"

"Nothing." Professor Barack said vaguely.

Wu Mian felt that Professor Barak was unclear, but he didn't bother to continue asking.

It's meaningless, all of this is meaningless, the most important thing is the patients in the shelter hospital. On the 11th, patients were discharged from other cabins. This is a big deal!

"It's okay, I hung up."

Wu Mian hung up the phone ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and looked at the sky, thinking of the New York Times and ChinaIstheRealSickManofAsia.

In a few days, look at him!

New York? The population density there is much higher than Tianhe, and I don't know how much trouble I will face.

Wu Mian sneered, thinking of the comparison between the imaging data of e-cigarette pneumonia and the imaging data of the new type of pneumonia that broke out in Tianhe, and gradually had his own prediction in his heart.

Although there are many subjective tendencies, Wu Mian does not think he is wrong.

If there are problems with such obvious imaging studies, it really proves that the city on the top of the mountain is indeed the land of their gods.

However, thinking of the 2009 swine flu, Wu Mian is very clear about the attitude of the city on the top of the mountain.

If you don't admit it, then there is no such thing. After a few years of revising the data, no one cares about those who died.

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