Professor beilac has had a hard time recently.


    He felt that he swam between respiratory alkalosis every day. The huge psychological pressure and the fear brought by alkalosis were like sea water and wanted to drown himself.


    However, what is more terrible than these is the boss''s gloomy face.


    With the passage of time, the boss''s face became more and more ugly, which made professor bellac feel the smell of death.


    "Boss, are you on twitter?" Professor beilac couldn''t stand the operation without saying a word. He had mitosis unconsciously.


    "Occasionally, not recently." Wu Mian replied while undergoing surgery.


    "I looked at some twitter yesterday, and the cover of German Spiegel magazine covered" COVID-19, Huaxia made ", and reported on the epidemic situation in China." Professor Barack said, "boss, can you bear this?"


    "As long as I don''t look, it doesn''t exist."


    "There was also a Chinese female reporter who wrote about the treatment."


    "They know a fart," said Wu Mian lightly. "In 2004, Mingjing weekly published a news called" China wants to build its own space station ", one of which impressed me deeply."


    Wu miandun said, "Chinese technicians with tears in their eyes begged the United States to let China join the" International Space Station "project. Chinese Shenzhou spacecraft also specially built a docking window matching the" International Space Station "


    "..." Professor bellac suddenly remembered that boss is the most vindictive.


    How old was he in 2004? It seems that I''m only a teenager. I remember everything clearly at that time? I can see it now.


    "The international space station is participated by 16 major countries in the world, even Japan, India and Brazil, but it doesn''t take China to play.


    You know what happened later. In 2011, China also launched its own space station, Tiangong-1. Now, I estimate that astronauts have to learn Chinese before going to heaven. Otherwise, the operation interface of the space station will not be able to play with wool. "


    "Der Spiegel weekly is the leader of fakenews. A regular magazine has the feeling of tabloid Boulevard Zeitung. Even if it is placed in the university library, it will be torn pages to wipe its ass at any time."


    "Boss, the Wall Street Journal has a similar statement."


    "Drop a stone in a well."


    "What is falling into a well?"


    "Remember when I beat Leo in the emergency department in Massachusetts?" asked Wu Mian.


    "That fool has quit his job and gone to Cleveland," Professor bellack said with a smile. "I remember you beat him. His mother didn''t know him. It''s terrible."


    Wu Mian continued the operation. In silence, another bellac said, "boss, you haven''t said anything about falling into a well."


    "Leo is ready to wash," Wu Mian said.


    "Boss, the Wall Street Journal said that the epidemic was due to poor human quality in China, lack of hygiene, and people had no food to eat, so they had to eat bats. What they said about Asian patients, I think they were wrong."


    "Fool, how do you say this in front of the boss!" roared another professor bellac. "Don''t you want to live? Or because respiratory alkalosis slows down your brain, you even talk about the Wall Street Journal in front of the great and tough boss."


    Wu Mian flushed his abdominal cavity with warm saline. Professor beilac''s action was not slow at all, followed by Wu Mian''s action.


    "Those stupid guys didn''t know it was a perfect virus. Fortunately, the stupid commander was a little clever this time and was ready to announce the cut-off. I can''t imagine what would happen if it broke out in greater America!"


    "No way! I have Professor Anthony in America, CDC early warning system and so many high-tech pharmaceutical companies..."


    "Bellac, don''t always say these ignorant words." Wu Mian washed his abdominal cavity, checked for active bleeding and began to close his abdomen. "If you have time, you can check the influenza data of the last five years."


    "Boss, what''s special about the last five years?"


    "Last year''s influenza outbreak was different from before. I don''t know why..." Wu Mian was interrupted by Professor beilac.


    "My God, you must know what happened. Is that so, boss!"


    "Boss must know what happened! Stupid like a donkey''s Barack, you won''t say less? The meaning of boss has been very obvious. It''s likely that it has become popular in great America long ago."


    "It''s impossible. It''s just ordinary flu. I''ve been in Massachusetts during that time and haven''t seen any reports about the perfect virus."


    "Since you want to challenge the boss''s authority, go and don''t hold me. Boss, you have to hit him, and you must hit him on the left face."


    "No! Boss won''t be so stingy. I''m doing academic discussion, which is impossible. Once a perfect virus appears, it must be a big thing. In the Internet age, no one can hide it. CDC can''t either. They have a perfect process."


    "Knot!" Wu Mian tapped the back of Professor Barack''s hand with the pliers in his hand.


    "Oh, boss, do you really think there''s a problem?" Professor bellac asked.


    "A Japanese congressman reminded the European Union of a pandemic these days. Have you read the news?" Wu Mian asked.


    "No, what did you say?" asked Professor bellac.


    "An Italian congressman said that it was a disease that only yellow people would get."


    "My God, is this a genetic weapon?!" Professor bellac said in surprise. "Boss, do I understand it?"


    "Next patient." Wu Mian finished sewing the skin, turned and walked out of the operating room to change his clothes.


    Professor beilac looked at the incision on the operating table in a daze. The suture was perfect. The boss even made cosmetic suture for the girl. Even if the needle and suture were not in hand, he still tried his best to make her incision recover better.


    Girls love beauty. The scar left by an incision should make her sad and sad for many years. So Wu Mian did everything possible to make the incision smaller, suture more carefully, and make the scar lighter in the future.


    "For the yellow people... My God, why didn''t I see similar news?" Professor beilac''s eyes were turning, obviously insincere.


    "No one will notice on twitter. Even if someone sees it, they will only be happy. Remember the girl a few years ago?"


    "Which one?"


    "The reporter asked us what to do if we owe a lot of money to Huaxia. A girl of several years old said that we don''t have to pay them back if we kill them all."


    "My God, I remember. But that''s just one..."


    "Bellac, you are so stupid! No one discusses the truth with you. It doesn''t matter what you think. The key is what the boss thinks!"