Wu Mian stood on the stage and watched the medical staff leave orderly.
"Miss Wu, I''ll pull a group and bring the party members in. Do you think so?" Matthew came over and asked in a low voice.
"HMM." Wu Mian nodded and his face was frozen.
"Is there anything else you need?"
"Leave two sets of ICU equipment... Three sets, and pack the rest." Wu Mian said, "let''s just keep one set of ECMO. There are two ECMO teams in the provincial capital, which should be enough for our Heishan province."
"Take the machine?" Matthew concluded. Xue Chunhe frowned as he listened.
"Well." Wu Mian nodded, "I guess there''s nothing on that side. Alas... It''s a pity that we don''t have enough people in ICU."
Matthew was dumbfounded.
The complete set of people sent from Cambridge is very easy to use, but will the front-line personnel with such a high mortality rate go up? How is that possible?
"Forget it, I don''t want this." Wu Mian said, "if someone goes, even if it''s an outpatient service. By the way, why do we have so many N95 stocks in the horse yard?"
Matthew told Li Yifei''s experience of seeing a doctor again and said with lingering fear, "fortunately, Xue Yuan decided to buy some materials."
Xue Chunhe thought so.
Coincidentally, if Li Yifei hadn''t skied and sprained his feet and suddenly decided to 200000 N95, now the sword association hospital can''t take out many protective materials.
Looking at the medical staff leaving, Wu Mian sighed and said, "I''ll ask Duan Fei about the materials. I''ll trouble the two presidents for other questions."
"Mr. Wu, look at what you said." Xue Chunhe said, "it''s a national disaster. You should do anything. Let the horse yard stay and I''ll go to Tianhe with you."
"No," Wu Mian said. "According to the existing experience, people over the age of 50 are considered to be at high risk."
"..." Xue Chunhe and Matthew looked at each other.
"You stay here. What''s the matter at home? The two presidents have to worry more. There''s a girl in technical matters. You can discuss it."
They nodded.
"I''ll contact Duan Fei. You two are busy." Wu Mian said when he saw that people were basically empty.
Pick up your cell phone, step down and come to Chu Zhixi.
"Go, girl."
"HMM." Chu Zhixi was in a restless mood, slightly lowered his head and gently raised his horse''s tail.
Wu Mian picked up her bag, took Chu Zhixi''s hand and strode out of the auditorium. Just about to call Duan Fei, Guo Ruming ran a few steps and followed up.
"Excuse me, Miss Wu," said Guo Ruming.
"Director Guo, what''s the matter?"
"Miss Wu, what you said is... True?" asked Guo Ruming.
"Yes." Wu Mian nodded. "Guide Guo, be careful and go back to the imperial capital early. Buy more masks and living materials and stay at home for a month."
"..." Guo Ruming knew that Wu Mian was comforting himself.
The just scenes were deeply imprinted in his mind. Guo Ruming knew what Wu Mian said with the heart of death at that time.
That heroic mood is still floating in the auditorium.
one month?
Oh... He''s afraid of being nervous.
"Miss Wu, I won''t give you any trouble." Guo Ruming said, "if you need anything, please come to me at any time. Although I can''t help much in this kind of thing, I will die if I have something to do."
Wu Mian nodded, not too polite, waved, picked up his mobile phone and called Duan Fei.
"Duan Fei."
"Wu Mian... You''re back!" Duan Fei said in surprise.
"How about the factory?" asked Wu Mian.
"I''m busy." Duan Fei''s face is a little noisy. It should be the sound of the machine. "It''s not that 200000 n were suddenly sold years ago..."
"How much raw materials are there?" Wu Mian interrupted Duan Fei and asked in a deep voice.
"I''ve just got a batch of raw materials." Duan Fei heard something wrong from Wu Mian''s tone and replied in a low voice.
"Are there enough workers?"
"..." Duan Fei felt the urgency.
"Seize the time to make it, and then contact the raw materials. Be fast, no matter how much it costs!! regardless of the cost, I only want materials!" Wu Mian said.
"Wu Mian, what''s the matter?" Duan Fei heard something wrong and asked nervously.
"It''s too troublesome to explain. I''ll give your contact information to the financial manager, who will give you money. No matter how much the price of raw materials increases, you can buy everything you can buy. You can buy everything you can, whether at home or abroad."
"Wu Mian, now prices have begun to rise..."
"It will rise tenfold in a few days. Hurry up," Wu Mian said.
Duan Fei was stunned.
Ten times the price?!
Price without market?
This is a big deal!
"Workers'' wages go up, you see. I don''t care about money. I just want masks, protective clothing and gloves." Wu Mian said without doubt.
"But... There is still a batch of goods in North America. It was prepared in advance, but someone wanted to use it a few days ago, so I sold it."
"It''s all right. Don''t worry about North America. Let them go. It''s a big deal to break the contract and lose money." Wu Mian said. "There''s the contact information of President Xue or President Ma."
"Yes."
"How many are delivered now, and others will wait until we decide on the departure time."
Wu Mian talked with Duan Fei and hung up.
"Brother, let''s go home?" Chu Zhixi asked softly.
She can feel that her brother is in a bad mood, but it is also that the RO value is about to break through the sky, the virus is exploding in the hinterland, and the blessing of Spring Festival transportation. It is conceivable what to face next.
"No, go to laogua mountain first," Wu Mian said. "It''s not so fast to prepare things."
"I thought I was leaving tonight."
"There are so many precision instruments that we have to charter a plane. Time... Alas. Try to contact me as soon as possible. Small airliners must not be enough, at least medium airliners."
"Brother, don''t get angry. I''m hoarse when I listen to you."
"I''ll go!" Wu Mian suddenly thought of something and suddenly shouted.
"Ah?" Chu Zhixi was stunned.
"Trinket!" Wu Mian picked up his mobile phone for the first time.
"Section chief Wu!" said Wei Dabao, "I''ll sign up for the front..."
"It''s not that." Wu Mian said, "now go and buy all the wound stickers in all the nearby pharmacies, as well as the transparent tape in the hardware store."
"Chuangke..."
"Band aid, don''t you know?" Wu Mian asked Wei Dabao like a fool. It''s hard to believe that someone doesn''t know the band aid.
"I know," said Weber again and again. "Chief Wu, it''s band aid and transparent tape. Is there any specification limit?"
Although time was pressing and Wu Mian was in a state of emergency, he smiled across the phone.
Trinket is really becoming more and more mature, more and more like an old doctor.
He didn''t answer directly, but asked very carefully.
"No, just one request. Buy short. The more, the better."
"Yes!"
Seeing Wu Mian hang up, Chu Zhixi hugged his arm and said, "brother, I don''t remember at all."
"We don''t use much in Africa. It''s estimated to consume a lot this time." Wu Mian sighed.