Sleepless Doctor

Text 1231 One governs and the other buried

"The Ministry of National Defense has instructed active military personnel to wear masks during the covid-19 prevention and control period in the memorandum. These bitches, the strategic reserve masks were suddenly lost, and the Marines were asked to do it by themselves. Oh my god, it’s even crazier than this. The matter?!" Professor Barack took off his protective equipment and left the semi-contaminated area.

Pushing open the glass door, Professor Barak walked over angrily.

Wang Qingshan was startled, he didn't know where he had offended this top surgeon.

"The Marine Corps Combat Service Support School at Camp Johnson in North Carolina is nothing short of a junkyard!" Professor Barack roared, his eyes bloodshot and his expression extremely desperate.

Seeing Professor Barack’s expression, Wang Qingshan was slightly startled, thinking that he was hit by the epidemic, so he was sad and disappointed.

"Professor Barak, I have heard of the name for a long time." Wang Qingshan stood up and stretched out his hand.

Although he knew that this was a member of Wu Mian's medical team, he still gave Professor Barak enough respect.

"Olive-green t-shirt, cut a 7-8 inch piece, and buckle one side down a 6-7 inch piece, and finally cut off the top, it becomes a mask belt, which is tied to the neck and top of the head! This is really a grand thief. Robinson? Are they going to New York to start a new round of zero-dollar shopping?!"

"..." Wang Qingshan looked at Professor Barak in a daze.

"Professor Barack, I heard that ten medical ships have gone to New York." The little clinical doctor whispered.

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Wang Qingshan glared at him.

Repeating what he once said, Wang Qingshan sounded cursing him.

"All New Yorkers, your navy is back! We are with you! We will fight with all our strength!" Professor Barack said contemptuously, "Is that so?"

Wang Qingshan was so embarrassed.

"It's just the comfort ship, the Mercy is nowhere to go. It's a special ship, it's useless yet, this is advertising! When can I do less useless things and do more practical things? ."

"Professor Barack, the medical ship is very useful, right?" Wang Qingshan lowered his head and defended.

In front of a yellow-haired, white-skinned Belak, Wang Qingshan was discouraged for a while.

"It's useful, it's really useful. It will treat those **** on Wall Street as long as it can afford it."

Speaking of New York and Wall Street, Professor Barack’s anger was completely ignited.

He stood in front of Wang Qingshan, as if Wang Qingshan was a stock trader on Wall Street, yelling.

Wang Qingshan was stunned for a long time, even the little clinical doctor was a little confused.

This Professor Barack seems to be just schizophrenic. He usually talks a lot about tuberculosis, but he still maintains the most basic respect for other people.

what is it today?

He was furious and yelled at Wall Street. It was as if his children had been thrown into the well by the big men on Wall Street. Apart from that, the little doctor couldn't think of any reason.

"That **** broken ship won't be open to the public at all, and it's still 10 days away from New York, at least!"

It turned out that there were really no ten ships. The little clinical doctor lowered his head and forced a smile.

Dute was changed out of thin air by Director Wang Qingshan.

"This group of idiots just think about how to dig the graveyard. No one is trying to control the epidemic. Damn, why is this! The group of murderers on Rick Island will soon be sent to Harker Island in shackles. , They have done this before, and they will definitely do it again!"

Rick Island? Hack Island?

The little clinical doctor listened with a bewildered expression.

Wang Qingshan was even more embarrassed.

Professor Barack is talking about the New York governor's announcement that he will dig a mass grave on Harker Island where 50,000 people can be buried.

Wang Qingshan didn't want to think too much about this. As long as he thinks about the mass grave, especially the kind of 50,000 people jumping off, his three views will begin to fall apart.

The worldview and values ​​that were constructed in the past can't stick to each other in pieces.

In order to avoid mental problems, Wang Qingshan subconsciously magnified the "good" news and unknowingly turned it into 10 medical ships. As for the cemetery of 10,000 people, he simply forgot.

"That **** Cuomo, started making prisoners make hand sanitizer, and now he is asking prisoners to dig holes. He is a miser! Just staring at his pocketbook! These **** Wall Street vampires! They should all go to hell!"

"Prisoners have to do so many things?" the little clinician asked in surprise.

"Because it's cheap, that group of vampires! Prisoners working in New York earn only $0.10 to $0.33 per hour. The Cuomo bastard's use of cheap prison labor during the national health crisis should be severely condemned to maintain what the prisoners deserve Labor rights!"

In response to the epidemic in China, workers built a thunderfire hospital;

In response to the epidemic in the United States, prisoners dig a mass grave.

One management, one management, the three views of the little clinical doctors have also been greatly impacted.

This is the legendary city on the top of the mountain?

I don't know if they will broadcast live 24 hours a day, just like when the Vulcan Mountain Hospital was built, so that New Yorkers could feel Governor Cuomo's determination.

"Mr. Barack, this is fake news." Wang Qingshan defended, "Because the original intention was that New York had the worst plan for a plague similar to ****~www.wuxiaspot.com~ asked rikers to dig one that could bury 51,000 people. Cemetery. And this plan was made in 2008."

"It's already started digging!" Barack roared, "They can't take care of the epidemic? Everything is messed up, New York is over. I wish I could throw the'little boy' to New York and blow up Wall Street. That group of bastards. No, little boys are not enough, I want the big Ivan!"

"..."

Wang Qingshan and the little clinician are dumbfounded, is this the rhythm that Raccoon City is about to emerge.

No one thought that there would be a problem in the United States. After all, the epidemic in Tianhe City has been under control after more than a month of fighting, and the current figures are progressing in a good direction every day.

Can……

"Boss." Barack didn't change his clothes, but picked up his mobile phone and called Wu Mian with a sad face.

"Bellak, what's the matter? Have you encountered any problems? It shouldn't be."

"Your poor little Belak is broke again." Professor Belak's tears flowed out.

"what happened?"

"The pre-market futures melted again, and I am the greenest leek, **** Wall Street! Damn Como! None of them want to control the virus, boss! Save me!" Professor Barack wailed.

"I've said it all." Wu Mian sighed, and stopped complaining after only three words.

It's no use blaming anyone now.

"Boss, I'm bankrupt! I want to apply for Chinese nationality, I want to stay here!"

"Congratulations, Barack, you made the best choice." Wu Mian said lightly, "If you are sure, I will proceed."

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