Sleepless Doctor

Jianxie Hospital, Bajingzi, Montenegro.

Although the atmosphere is a bit solemn, the art performance is still going on normally.

Early in the morning, the major media and self-media had screened the situation in Tianhe City, but everyone was a little confused.

Not to mention the media people, even young nurses, even old guns such as Xue Chunhe and Matthew De, don't understand the true meaning of the city.

They only know that the matter is serious, very serious.

During the 2003 s virus, the entire city was not closed, but this time it was different from any previous epidemic.

Some people thought that the reaction was overreacted and criticized this move by issuing "xiongwen". But according to most people, they are a little panicked, although not to the point of being confused.

Xue Chunhe and Matthew De had a strong smile, not wanting to leave their worries to the psychological shadows of doctors and nurses.

Matthew De sighed as he listened to the loud singing of all walks of life.

It would be great if there were no things in Tianhe City, this is a peaceful Spring Festival. Can……

Why isn't Teacher Wu coming back!

Matthew Dee never looked forward to Teacher Wu's return to preside over the overall situation so much.

This kind of overall situation, who is willing to preside over who presides, anyway, I don’t want to. Before he remembered the situation in Tianhe City in the video, the smell of gunpowder lingered in front of his nose.

But I just dialed Teacher Wu's phone, and it was still the blind tone of shutting down.

...

...

Wu Mian was dressed in a camouflage military uniform, carrying a backpack, and walking off the plane with Chu Zhixi's hand.

After many days, I finally came back. Wu Mian smiled, turned around with Chu Zhixi, and raised their hands together to salute.

In return.

"Mr. Wu, we have completed the task." The captain said with a smile.

"I have time to come to Bajingzi, the chicken stewed with mushrooms on this side is very good." Wu Mian said with a smile.

"Okay, that's the final word." The captain said, "Let's hand over with the tower, hurry up and go back. It's twenty-nine today."

"Bear you early years."

"you too."

Turning to leave, Wu Mian's big-toed leather shoes creaked on the cold ground.

"Finally back!" Chu Zhixi was a little excited, flying around Wu Mian like a bird.

Wu Mian took out the mobile phone and did not turn it on for 58 days. He didn't know how many missed calls and how many messages there would be.

"Brother, do you want to talk to our mother first? Or give her a surprise?" Chu Zhixi asked.

"Hey, listen to you." Wu Mian said with a smile, "look at picking up our car."

Wu Mian held the phone, and the phone vibrated like an electric massage, constantly buzzing.

On a white license plate, military s-***** car, Wu Mian leaned on the seat lazily, looking at the familiar street, the world was full of fireworks.

It's great to be able to go home.

Finally, the phone stopped vibrating, and Wu Mian held Chu Zhixi's hand with one hand, turned on the phone with the other hand, and quickly opened every private chat and group with red dots in WeChat.

This is a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

As long as there is a red dot and not open, Wu Mian feels uncomfortable all over. Even if he doesn't look at it, he will "wipe out" all the red dots.

The thumb is slender and dexterous like a dancing elf, constantly sliding the phone and switching pages.

Chu Zhixi didn't watch Wu Mian's movements. If he watched similar actions for 30 seconds, the vestibular nerves would experience abnormal discharges, causing symptoms such as dizziness, headache, nausea, and vomiting.

It felt like a car motion sickness, Chu Zhixi didn't want to be ruined by this feeling of joy after returning home.

Chinese New Year, marriage, fortunately, the task did not delay these two things.

Still happy, Chu Zhixi's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Wu Mian's movements that seemed abnormal. At the same time, the big hand holding the small hand seemed to be slightly stiff.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Chu Zhixi asked.

Wu Mian was silent, with faster hand speed, with afterimages.

Chu Zhixi was taken aback, snuggled next to Wu Mian, and asked, "Is anyone looking for you to see a doctor?"

"No, something happened in Tianhe City." Wu Mian said.

"Oh? What's the matter."

"Tianhe City is closed today..." Wu Mian said softly.

"..." Chu Zhixi's hand also froze.

Why did you lock down the city when something major happened? !

"There are a few pictures in the group, I will send you." The lazy feeling in Wu Mian's tone disappeared, and he said very solemnly.

"Okay." Chu Zhixi sat up straight and took out her mobile phone.

The scene of a run at Tianhe City Hospital, the scene of long queues of patients, and the scene of medical staff wearing crude protective clothing appeared in Chu Zhixi's eyes.

Her small mouth gradually opened wide, surprised and inexplicably surprised.

Is this... the end of the world? !

Chu Zhixi turned his head in doubt, and saw the busy traffic outside the provincial city, and the red lanterns for the New Year had been hung, filled with the flavor of the New Year.

No, can it be said that it is crossing? !

No way!

"Brother, what's going on?!"

Wu Mian was silent, like a mountain.

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Chu Zhixi was a little confused, but her hand seemed to be sane, and she automatically opened the mailbox.

Looking at the mailing address, Chu Zhixi found the genetic analysis literature on the virus the first time.

"Brother, look." Chu Zhixi put the phone in front of Wu Mian's eyes.

Wu Mian's right thumb slides, and "swipe" the article from the beginning to the end.

"The principal said that the ro value has not yet been determined, and it is now estimated to be between 3-6."

"Emmm..." Chu Zhixi was surprised.

"According to the existing data, the rate of severe illness is extremely high." Wu Mian continued, "Especially the elderly, it is basically difficult to recover from severe illness. There has been a medical run in Tianhe City. I don't know how long it will last."

"..."

Wu Mian silently searched for all the relevant information, and the phone stalled several times. Whether it was the latest model, the fastest running speed, or the network speed, he couldn't keep up with Wu Mian, who was fully skilled.

ten minutes later.

Wu Mian picked up the phone and made a call.

"Xue Yuan, me, Wu Mian."

Loud singing came from the phone.

"Mr. Wu, are you back?!" Xue Chun exclaimed with surprise, pulling his neck, "Wait a moment, I'll go out and talk."

Wu Mian twisted his phone ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and narrowed his eyes.

Soon, the singing on the phone gradually faded, "Mr. Wu, you are finally back!"

"How much inventory does the hospital's protective materials have?" Wu Mian asked directly, nonchalantly.

Xue Chunhe reported the figures immediately.

I originally wanted to check the performance after the performance, save some for future use, and others to support Tianhe City. So Xue Chunhe remembers these unfamiliar numbers, and the report was extremely smooth.

Wu Mian's face was green and he continued to ask, "What are you doing?"

"Art performance, our hospital builds a hospital..."

"where?"

"The Auditorium of the Fifth House."

"Don't let go, I'll be there soon." Wu Mian said in a deep voice.

After speaking, he hung up the phone and said to the driver, "Comrade, please go to Jianxie Hospital."