Matthew stared at the disappearance of Chen Lu, Ren Haitao and beilac, and sighed deeply.
"Zhao Zhe, right?"
"Ma Yuan, I''m Zhao Zhe, Chen Lu''s lover."
"Are you from home?"
"I came from the high-speed entrance." Zhao zhe sniffed. He didn''t know whether it was the tears he swallowed forcibly or something.
"Which department?"
"Tax."
"Hard work," said Matthew. "Did you drive? Let me take you back."
"I came here on my friend''s electric car." Zhao zhe tried to smile. "Horse yard, you''re busy. Don''t worry about me. I''ll see the plane take off and ride back by myself."
"OK, I''ll be busy," Matthew sighed. "The hospital is the busiest recently. It''s too sick."
Matthew also felt that the most thing he had done in recent days was to sigh. The heart is weak, and sorrow comes from the heart.
No matter what you see, your heart is gray, and you don''t know what day it will be.
Matthew saw on the news that one medical team after another went retrograde in the wind and flew to Tianhe City from all over the country.
But Tianhe City is like a bottomless pit. No matter thousands or even tens of thousands of medical staff are thrown in, they can''t see any light.
Far from getting better, the situation seems to be getting worse.
I have done everything I can. Next, I have to send masks and other comforts to the front-line support medical staff.
You can''t live without bajingzi. You don''t even have a mask.
If so, people will be cold.
"Zhao Zhe, wait a minute." Matthew shouted to Zhao Zhe, who had turned his back and seemed to wipe his tears, and said softly, "I have a mask in my car. You take a bag."
Matthew said and went straight out of the airport. But he suddenly felt Zhao Zhe''s footsteps stop and stand in place.
"Xiao Zhao?" Matthew looked back at Zhao Zhe.
Zhao zhe looked a little strange. Wearing a mask, he could only see his eyes. There was absolutely no goodwill in his eyes, vaguely ironic and disdainful.
"Horse yard, is it the mask of the hospital?" Zhao zhe asked astringently.
Matthew was stunned for a moment. He immediately woke up and said with a smile, "what are you thinking?"
"Uh?"
"On the second day of junior high school, the whole staff began to work. Wu Mian told them to give each employee some masks. The hospital cooperates with 3M and has a mask factory." Matthew said, "but not much. There are five in one family."
"Still have surplus?" Zhao zhe smiled bitterly. "Horse yard, now we only have one mask a day. This is all frugal."
"I''m not rich, N95 only some are left for severe cases, and the rest follow the plane to Tianhe City."
"Thanks, horse yard." Zhao zhe knew he misunderstood Matthew and said thank you.
"You''re welcome," Matthew said. "Masks are medical supplies. They look simple and troublesome. They need to meet medical standards before they can be used. They won''t be produced anytime, anywhere like other things."
"Horse yard, do you know when masks will be available? There are other protective materials." Zhao zhe asked, "I began to worry when Dalu said he was going to Tianhe. It is said that there is not enough on that side. When the national inventory is sent, there will be no time in the blink of an eye."
"The consumption is too large. I can''t help it," said Matthew. "Masks are better than protective clothing. After all, people usually buy them. Isn''t it in time for the Spring Festival? Factories are basically shut down and workers go home for the new year, so they start to be out of stock."
"One of my classmates is in SINOPEC." Zhao zhe said, "I''m more tired than I am working overtime these days. There''s no one on his side. He works 12-16 hours at a time, sleeps in the plant and continues to work."
"No, you are air-conditioned and stand outside frozen into popsicles. They have to produce a large amount of polypropylene in a period of time and bear the responsibility of stabilizing prices."
"My classmate''s face is very funny." Zhao zhe suddenly laughed. "Everyone wants a nice slogan. Maybe the petrochemical side is too urgent. The Propaganda Department threw down a sentence - we fight for masks! It is said that all petrochemical enterprises are working overtime."
"At this time, who is interested in those blood boiling slogans?" Matthew said. "I went to the mask factory yesterday. Do you know Duan Fei, Wu Mian''s classmate?"
"Yes, we are also classmates."
"He said that the price of Sinopec''s Flannelette didn''t rise, but fell a little," Matthew said. "If it''s priced according to the market, how much do you have to earn."
"Horse yard, you know a lot of information in the hospital. When do you think it will end?" Zhao zhe asked.
"Who knows," Matthew said. "I thought Tianhe would be almost a week after the closure of the city, but now it is constantly asking for support. It is estimated that the situation is much more difficult than we thought."
"Boil it." Zhao zhe was a little lost, "it''s the only way."
"It''s too cold outside," Matthew asked with a smile.
"I''m worried about Da Lu." Zhao zhe said, "but on the way, I thought, isn''t Wu Mian on that side? It shouldn''t be a problem."
"So confident in Miss Wu?" Matthew asked.
"The boy was very clever since he was a child, and he could fight and never lost." Zhao zhe said, "I thought he couldn''t lose this time. When Dalu told me, I called Wu Mian. Wu Mian said that unless he died in Tianhe, he would bring my wife back."
"Mr. Wu could fight when he was a child?" Matthew didn''t want to say those sad words. He consciously changed the topic to ease the sad atmosphere.
"Hey, there were many ruffians around the school at that time. Wu Mian beat them all over with bricks. Our school is the safest." Zhao zhe said.
They chatted a few words and both felt a little relaxed. After arriving at Matthew''s car, he opened the trunk. Matthew took out five masks and handed them to Zhao Zhe.
"For home use," said Matthew. "Be careful."
"Well." Zhao zhe nodded hard. "I must be fine. I have to wait for Da Lu to come back. I''ll pick her up. Don''t worry about the horse yard. It must be all right."
Matthew reached out and shook Zhao Zhe''s hand.
Two hands were frozen without a trace of temperature, hard like two stones.
Zhao zhe rode on an electric motorcycle and walked hard in the snow.
The roar came from behind. Zhao zhe stopped and stood by the side of the road watching a plane soar into the sky.
He waved hard, "Dalu! Be sure to come back!"
"Dalu! Be sure to come back!"
The stone pressed on the bottom of my heart is loose, and tears can''t stop falling. It was frozen before it fell. It was crystal clear, as if a series of pearls were hanging on Zhao Zhe''s cheek.
Chen Lu certainly didn''t hear that sentence, but Zhao zhe thought she heard it.
Standing in the cold wind, he watched the plane go away and disappear. After a long time, Zhao zhechai rode an electric car again and left the airport.