"Silly boy, why are you doing this?" Wu Mian stared at Chu Zhixi, who had shaved his small flat head, and narrowed his eyes.


    "Brother, you set me up." Chu Zhixi said with a smile.


    Wu Mian looked at her with shorter hair than herself, frowned slightly and sighed deeply.


    "Well, you taught me not to grow hair, or it will increase the probability of infection." Chu Zhixi said.


    "But..."


    "Nothing, but!" Chu Zhixi said firmly, "if you don''t take me, I''ll go to the headmaster myself and go with the headmaster!"


    "But your head is not suitable. You see how nice I look when I shave my flat head." Wu Mian pointed to his head.


    "..." Chu Zhixi didn''t expect Wu Mian to joke at this time.


    "Forget it, it was supposed to be a problem. You can look after it at home." Wu Mian went to the broken hair on the ground, squatted down, picked up a wisp and rubbed it between his fingers. "But think about it carefully. If you want to go, go together."


    "Hey." Chu Zhixi came forward and touched Wu Mian''s head, rustling, "do you want me to shave you? I''m a professional in skin preparation."


    "I can come by myself." Wu Mian said helplessly, "how can you go home like this?"


    "Any news about the cargo plane?" Chu Zhixi didn''t answer Wu Mian''s words, but changed a topic.


    Wu Mian knew that she was not going home to say goodbye.


    "Yes, the day after tomorrow morning," said Wu Mian. "There are still 29 hours to prepare. Let me think about what I need."


    "Where do you live after you go?" Chu Zhixi asked.


    Wu Mian shook his head.


    In a short time, a large number of medical staff and volunteers poured in, and food, clothing, housing and transportation were all problems.


    However, this is not something they should worry about. They perform their respective duties. In this huge mobilization and battle, everyone is just a part and a screw.


    "Boss, I''m glad to see you here!" Professor beilac''s voice came in.


    Wu Mian covered his forehead.


    Although professor beilac is a very good assistant and the world''s top surgeon, he is too noisy and unbearable.


    "Boss, you came back yesterday... No, damn it, it''s past 24 o''clock, and now it''s January 25. It''s so cold that you didn''t say hello to bellac when you came back the day before yesterday." Professor bellac said as he walked.


    "Bellac, you know one of our cities is in big trouble."


    "Boss, I''ve seen relevant information in the lancet, New England, nature and science." Professor beilac said, "it''s incredible. Did the Antarctic glacier melt and the prehistoric virus run out? Although I''m not a virologist, I think it''s the most powerful virus, isn''t it!"


    "You''re right," Wu Mian said frankly, "so I suggest you leave here, just like the intensive care in Cambridge."


    "Boss." Professor bellac looked into Wu Mian''s eyes and said seriously, "are you kidding? Are you ready to go back to Massachusetts?"


    "...." Wu Mian frowned and stared at professor bellac.


    "Of course, loyal beilac will always be your assistant, always." Professor beilac didn''t feel anything. He waved his hands and said, "boss, welcome home!"


    "Get out!"


    "Boss, don''t be embarrassed. Without you, the ranking of Massachusetts has been overtaken by damn Cleveland. Damn, why Cleveland! We are Massachusetts..."


    "Beilac, do you know that this pneumonia is very serious?" Wu Mian interrupted professor beilac and asked.


    "Boss, of course I know." Professor beilac said, "now the people in the Massachusetts virus laboratory are crazy! They say this is big Ivan. If the virus has any evolution, China will be destroyed!"


    "You know," said Wu Mian, "bellac, I''m not going back to Massachusetts. I''m going to Tianhe to support."


    "My God!" Professor bellac shrugged and said, "boss, you don''t really think you have divine power."


    "Don''t be ridiculous." Wu Mian scolded.


    "..." Professor beilac was stunned. "Then I''ll correct my statement - you''re not an angel with divine power, but you''re as divine as a mortal.


    It''s hard to imagine that people like you are going to * * * * OSS. You told me it''s impossible. Admit it quickly, you''re not a fool. "


    "You don''t understand," said Wu Mian. "Finally, I''ll tell you again that I won''t go back to Massachusetts. Your surgery has made great progress. Book a ticket and hurry back. I hope you can be an assistant when I see you again, so as not to slow down my surgery."


    "Boss! Please respect your assistant!!" Professor bellac said loudly.


    But immediately, he began mitosis.


    "Bellac, I ask you to pay attention to your tone. It is the boss who should be respected, not the insignificant mammal like you!"


    "Am I wrong? The operation was not done by one person. This is what the boss said himself."


    "But you can''t deny that boss can operate faster alone."


    Wu Mian stood up and saw Professor beilac arguing with himself. He had no choice.


    "BOSS!" Professor Barack quickly reconciled himself with himself. He said, "you are an expert in virology. I believe you must know that it is a virus without solution. Like a plague in the middle ages, I think there will be a lot of corpses everywhere."


    "The best people must get on the ship first! You are not for yourself, but for the spread of the fire of your civilization. This is your mission!" said Professor beilac.


    "Bellac."


    "Ah?"


    "That''s the logic of your angsa people." Wu Mian smiled. "There is no such word in our civilization."


    "Boss, you don''t really think you have divine power." beilac repeated the previous sentence again.


    "Of course not. How can I take your stupid words seriously?" Wu Mian said. "Save Private Ryan, so we''re going to Tianhe, not Massachusetts."


    "Boss, that''s what Hollywood shot to deceive fools!" Professor bellac waved his hands and said, "show only when you have an overwhelming advantage, but not now. Boss, I think it''s the end of the world. You should hide in the safest place in the world and pass on the civilization as your elite."


    Wu Mian smiled and patted Barack on the shoulder, "then you believe we have divine power."


    “……”


    "Perfect virus?" Wu Mian looked at Barack and his smile became cold. "I don''t believe there can be perfect things in this world."


    "Boss!" Professor beilac said, "you are an infectious disease expert. How can you not know! I read Owen''s email from the virus research institute. He is going crazy. He said he has never seen such a perfect virus."


    "Hey."


    "By the way, I heard that on the 26th, the commander-in-chief will send someone to evacuate overseas Chinese."


    "I know."