"Boss?" Professor beilac looked at Wu Mian carefully, but he couldn''t see Wu Mian''s expression clearly through the transparent mask, goggles and mask. He couldn''t tell whether the boss was angry or not.


    "Speak less, or respiratory alkalosis will become more and more serious. Finally, you will be pushed out for rescue." Wu Mian asked for warm saline and began to rinse.


    "I don''t mean that." Professor beilac quickly cooperated with Wu Mian to flush and look for bleeding points. "In fact, I felt very strange when I got off the plane."


    "Oh." Wu Mian answered faintly.


    "In my imagination, it is impossible to carry out large-scale isolation, or large cities above tens of millions of levels, without the deployment of the army and the National Guard."


    "You mean the hurricane? The loss reached trillions, there was chaos everywhere, plus zero yuan purchase, didn''t you?"


    "Yes, I accepted one..."


    "Close your stomach." Wu Mian said, "what you said is meaningless. Have a good operation. If you say less, even if it''s only a little, we''ll go back to the hotel to sleep by this time."


    "Boss, the people in this country and here are really good. Everyone is honest at home..."


    "I''m not angry, you don''t have to say that." Wu Mian began to suture the peritoneum, and the thread scissors, middle bend and needle holder switched back and forth in his hand.


    The action was clean and neat. The two layers of gloves did not bring a little trouble to Wu Mian. His technique was still skilled and heinous.


    "I''m curious that e-cigarette pneumonia broke out many times. Why..." Wu Mian said half a sentence and stopped directly.


    "And then?" asked Professor bellac.


    "No, then, next."


    No matter what Professor beilac asked, even if he almost split out the third personality, Wu Mian didn''t say a word.


    I don''t know how long it took. Today''s operation is over.


    Chu Zhixi, Zheng Kaixuan and two nurses are still helping in the emergency. Wu Mian told them to change their clothes and get ready to go back to rest.


    Take off your goggles. The deep Le marks are shocking.


    "Boss! You look embarrassed!" Professor bellac said happily. "You know, now I''ll take a picture of you. The green pools in Cleveland and Mayo must be willing to buy it at a high price. They just want to see you embarrassed, but they haven''t had a chance."


    "Don''t you have the feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath?" Wu Mian looked up and asked Barack.


    "After taking off the protective articles, it''s much better to take two deep breaths," Professor beilac said.


    "Has the numbness and needling feeling of hands and feet disappeared?"


    "Yes."


    "What about the fear?" Wu Mian''s eyes were suddenly sharp.


    "..." Professor bellack was stunned. "Boss, don''t scare me."


    Wu Mian lit a cigarette and sat in the dressing room smoking quietly. He picked up his cell phone and began to look through his mailbox.


    There are several new emails in the mailbox. The email is large and the opening speed is a little slow.


    Professor beilac knowingly didn''t look into Wu Mian''s mobile phone, but said to himself, "it''s too tired. I''d rather go back to Massachusetts for a day''s operation than wear protective clothing for an 8-hour operation."


    "Have you forgotten the working hours in Massachusetts? In Massachusetts, you can do up to six hours of surgery every day, not even the stage. The work here is too intense to accept," said another professor bellac.


    "It''s hard to imagine how much pressure people here are under. I feel like I''m going to collapse after only one day."


    "The boss is still there. If you don''t want to return home with the second batch of overseas Chinese evacuees, you''d better shut up."


    Wu Mian looked through the mail quietly. His hand was very fast. The occasional pause was caused by the network transmission speed.


    After smoking a cigarette, Wu Mian put away his mobile phone.


    "Boss, who wants to operate on you?" Professor bellac asked.


    "It''s not an operation, it''s an email from the virus laboratory." Wu Mian said without concealment, "looking for a new virus strain produced by recent virus mutation."


    "Er..."


    Wu Mian did not continue to explain to Professor bellac. He called Chen Lu and asked her time.


    Girls always have to slow down. Wu Mian is not in a hurry. She stands quietly in front of the window of the dressing room and looks at the lights in Tianhe City in the distance.


    From a distance, Tianhe City is peaceful and quiet, without any trace of fierce battle. It''s just that countless pedestrians and cars are missing in the streets, and a lot of neon flashes are missing in the city.


    Quietly, as if waiting for the moment of recovery.


    I don''t know if this moment will come.


    "Don''t you feel tired, Miss Wu?" Ren Haitao asked.


    "I''m fine."


    "I wore protective clothing for anesthesia for the first time. I didn''t feel anything on the stage just now. After I came down, I began to feel sore all over." Ren Haitao said with a bitter face.


    "Just go out and take a breath of fresh air," Wu Mian said. "It''s basically caused by respiratory alkalosis."


    "How do I feel that your surgical level has not decreased, but faster than before?" Ren Haitao asked.


    "You said about the surgery in the provincial capital. The surgery itself is not difficult. It''s not a race. There''s no time demand. Naturally, do it slowly." Wu Mian said, "it''s different here. I can finish it early and go back to rest early."


    "This is... Your limit?" Ren Haitao asked in surprise.


    "I can''t say the limit. Now it''s a marathon. I want to evenly distribute my physical strength and attention. The speed of surgery is not important. It doesn''t make any sense to do that limit except boasting."


    The two chatted briefly. Professor beilac was chatting with himself. After talking, it was an unforgettable experience. When they returned to Massachusetts, they could have an operation with other medical staff in protective clothing.


    I have crossed mountains and seas


    Wu Mian''s mobile phone rings. Chen Lu has changed her clothes and asked everyone to go together.


    Walking out of the dressing room, Wu Mian saw Chen Lu lowering his head. He asked, "what''s the matter, Dalu? Uncomfortable?"


    "No," said Chen Lu. "My face is wrinkled. I feel like an old witch. I''m sorry to look up."


    This is a common idea among girls. Wu Mian doesn''t think there is anything wrong with it.


    Every time Chu Zhixi changes his clothes, he looks dozens of years old.


    After Chu Zhixi, Zheng Kaixuan and the two nurses have changed their clothes, the team completes the day''s work and walks back.


    Because of the restrictions on motor vehicles and the infection of the drivers of the volunteer team, it has become a very difficult thing to travel.


    Wu Mian doesn''t want to rent a bus from the hospital. After all, his time is not fixed, and the bus belongs to a confined space.


    Now, even if Wu Mian is not wearing protective clothing when facing the confined space, he will have some psychological obstacles.


    It''s faster to walk.