Sleepless Doctor

On New Year's Eve, military doctors from all military regions gathered to help Tianhe.

Wearing a uniform, she carried a backpack and looked back reluctantly.

"Be careful," the man said.

"Yeah." Her nose was a little sore, and she resisted crying.

"Mom, when are you coming back?" The little boy asked gruffly while standing in front of the woman.

"Quickly." The woman knelt down and touched the boy's head and said, "I will be back when I finish the task."

"I don't want you to go." The little boy said timidly.

Although he is young, he can feel the heavy atmosphere in the home. The little boy knew vaguely that his mother was going out to do a very dangerous thing. Instinctively the little boy didn't want his mother to go.

"Mom is a soldier, someone needs a mother." The woman choked with tears in her voice.

"Xiao Yu, you have grown up." The man's hand fell on the child's shoulder, "You are a little man, you can't cry."

"Yeah." The little boy nodded vigorously, tears flying, "but I don't want my mother to leave."

"Your mother is a soldier, do you know what a soldier is?"

"Know, the one who protects everyone!" the little boy said proudly.

"Yes." The man put the child in his arms and waved at the woman. "Mom is going to protect others. Are you so selfish, right?"

The little boy lowered his head and nestled in the man's arms.

"Say goodbye to mom."

The little boy was silent for a few seconds. Although he was reluctant, he raised his head and said, "Mom, I will lend you to them... You come back early."

The woman burst into tears.

Turned and left, carrying a backpack, with only a few things.

As the door closed, her heart twitched with a bang.

Go downstairs, leave, looking back at the familiar window.

The window light was warm, and two figures, one large and one small, watched her leave.

The woman didn't dare to look again, wiped her tears with her sleeve, and walked away.

Countless military doctors wore uniforms to bid farewell to their families and embarked on the journey on this day of the New Year.

In all theaters, the first batch of organized medical teams to assist Tianhe have been assembled and boarded one after another.

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Pengcheng, Robust Industrial Park, No. 660 Bulong Road, Longhua New District.

Five 16-wheel trucks assembled like soldiers on New Year's Day.

The side of the truck is pulling a red banner-you guard life, we guard you. The winner's logo is very eye-catching.

Simple and plain words seem so ordinary, no one knows what it contains in the age of singing and dancing.

There were no extra words, just a simple photo, watching 16 rounds of departure, the company's senior staff who had been organizing the delivery of protective materials took a sigh of relief.

In the situation in Tianhe City these days, ordinary people may scold their mothers, scolding Tianhe City’s medical staff and the medical system as rotten to the root, otherwise, how could there be long lines in the outpatient and emergency department!

But the medical circle and surrounding industry companies more or less know that the situation is not right.

Even if the sense of smell is not sharp, after pressing the pause button in Tianhe City, he understands that something is wrong.

Steady Medical did not completely take holidays. The boss increased the overtime expenses during the Chinese New Year and desperately left some employees to maintain the most basic production capacity.

This keen sense of smell now seems to be precious enough to ensure that the company can continue to produce protective materials during the Chinese New Year.

"How about the production capacity?"

"Now working overtime, production can reach 60% of the usual."

The man nodded, "Where are the raw materials?"

"According to company documents, a batch of goods was deliberately reserved in advance."

The big truck hit the road, turned a corner, and disappeared from view.

"The factory's production can't be the same as usual." The company's senior leaders said after 16 rounds of helping Tianhe.

"Leader, please tell me."

"It is said that the virus spreads very fast, and the specific elimination method is not known. We produce masks and protective clothing, which are armors for doctors and nurses! If the virus contaminates the protective clothing first, it will not be a big joke."

"The products are produced in a 100,000-level workshop."

"..."

One hundred thousand grade, which is the standard grade for the production of medicines. Masks and protective clothing should be produced in this kind of workshop? !

"Pay attention to disinfection every day, and monitor planktonic bacteria and sedimentation bacteria."

"After the finished product comes out, pay attention to disinfection and use ethylene oxide to sterilize it to ensure that it is sterile before opening and use."

"Leader." The man was a little embarrassed, "It also needs quantity, and it has to be so strict..."

"Strict first." The man said, "This time the situation is different. Just the quantity, there are viruses in it, so what can we do if we send it over."

"Okay." The subordinate took this down.

"While ensuring the quality, the quantity of protective materials cannot be less!" The man continued, "Find someone and raise the salary. If it goes well, how much do you estimate the output will be around the Spring Festival?"

"1.5 million masks a day?" the person next to him tentatively asked.

To produce masks in a 100,000-level factory, the number will definitely not increase.

One million masks a day are enough to choke, and 1.5 million is already the number spoken by the molars after biting the teeth. As for whether it can be completed, he doesn't have much hope.

"One month before and after the Spring Festival, 100 million masks will be produced."

"..."

"Salary increase ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ immediately find someone, call all the workers who can be back one day away from the surrounding area." The man said, "Others, I'll think about it when I go back."

"Boss, we can do nothing in Pengcheng this time."

"who knows."

"I heard people say that the price of masks has to be ten times or twenty times higher. They all envy us. The phone numbers of the people who stayed behind in our sales department have long been broken."

"Not in the last few days." The man said, "Go to Tianhe first, and send as many as you want. I'll talk about it after the situation has stabilized on that side."

The company is in the critical period of going public, and the desire for profit is great.

Even if it is not listed, companies that produce masks will certainly benefit a lot from the sudden outbreak of the epidemic.

But it can be sent to Tianhe... that side is the cheapest. If the price is high, it is said that it is black heart.

Someone in the sales department suddenly remembered something, "Leader, someone called to ask about protective clothing, and the price has been doubled."

"It is estimated that protective clothing can increase tenfold." The man said, "but masks can be sold to the market over a period of time. Protective clothing is really not good."

"..."

"All protective clothing will go to designated hospitals, and 80% will be sent to Tianhe City."

"How much increase?"

"Original price."

"Labor and raw materials are beginning to rise! Especially the raw materials, the ex-factory price of flannel cloth is now more than double what it was a year ago. We can't make it...or the cost price?"

"Speed ​​up production." The man looked at Tian to the north, "There are opportunities to make money, but Tianhe estimates that it won't last long. Money is a trivial matter. Pay close attention to the production of protective clothing and masks."

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Note: During the one month before and after the Spring Festival, Stable Medical produced and supplied 108.9 million masks and 114,700 protective clothing (all are only shipped to designated hospitals, and 88,000 sets are supported in Wuhan).