"It''s no use saying this. This is the last way. Headmaster, let me ask you something. Which TV station will interview you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
"News 1 + 1."
"It''s not simulcast," said Wu Mian with a little regret.
"You are going to put me on the fire to bake." the headmaster smiled. "Just do things quietly. You should hurry up to prepare and feed back the situation at any time after you go in."
"Don''t be so ugly. I won''t go in." Wu Mian said. "I went there early in the morning. I''ll report any problems in time. I''ll say good or bad."
"Well, I''m relieved to have you."
"I''m not at all at ease. Headmaster, do you know what I''ve been thinking these days?"
"What do you think?"
"Mr. Wu lien de Lao''s treatment of plague." Wu said with a sigh, "the truth is there, but there are still woman''s soft nature."
"Of course, we should try our best to give you better conditions. Now we are different from before. Our productivity has recovered, and the production capacity of masks has returned to 55% of the normal production capacity."
"I hope everything will be all right," Wu Mian said.
They were worried and had their own worries, but they didn''t know what to say.
"Mobile P3 laboratory, equipped." the headmaster suddenly said.
"I''m preparing to contact a patient and get me a mobile P3 laboratory after the message is confirmed." Wu Mian said with a smile, "it doesn''t affect normal work. I observe the virus changes of some patients."
"Your patients are very rich."
"That''s right. I have a patient who may be admitted to the Federal Reserve within three years." Wu Mian said proudly, "from the Rothschild family."
"Awesome," the headmaster said faintly.
"I won''t chat with you. I have to hurry up and contact the mobile P3 laboratory and the corresponding equipment." Wu Mian said, "if you have anything, you can call me at any time."
"Are you eating and living well now?" the headmaster began to ask homely questions as if he hadn''t heard Wu Mian''s words.
"It''s OK to live in. I''ll find someone to help me. Do you eat? The delivery boys are still working and stuttering." Wu Mian said, "these are small things. The food in the shelter must be better! Don''t cold porridge and pickles. In that case, something will happen."
"It''s up to you," said the headmaster contemptuously. "The best conditions at the present stage are directly. Although they are no better than what they are at home, they must be different from home, but they do their best to ensure. At least, they are the same as the meals of medical staff."
"Any fruit?"
"Yes."
"I look at the drawings. There are also in the operating room, right?"
"Yes, the field operating room can handle the emergency."
"Headmaster." Wu Mian called softly, but there was no following.
In the video, they were silent and the clock seemed to turn back 14 years ago.
At that time, Wu Mian was young, ignorant and curious, walking in the campus of Xiehe. The headmaster is not the headmaster, but also the director of clinical respiratory intensive care in DIDU hospital.
A chance encounter, a preaching and teaching, these years passed in a hurry like water.
The boy has grown up and is determined to fight.
And the director in his prime was more stable and determined to treat a city.
"Wu Mian said."
"Headmaster, it''s nothing." Wu Mian sighed softly. "Internal and external troubles, go all out. I hope I can come out alive. You... Take care."
"Take care." the headmaster stared into Wu Mian''s eyes and tried to show a smile, trying to be more warm and less tired.
"Take care!" Wu Mian reached out and cut off the video.
His whole body leaned back and Wu Mian collapsed in the chair.
Chu Zhixi didn''t ask about taking off her protective clothing. She just sat quietly beside Wu Mian, her long eyelashes blinking.
"The headmaster is not easy."
After a few seconds, Wu Mian calmed his mind and said in a dumb voice.
"Brother, I don''t understand." Chu Zhixi wondered, "don''t you do the same for Ebola patients in Africa? Why are you worried this time?"
"Silly boy, can it be the same?" Wu Mian sighed. "The key is that there are too many people, and in large central cities. It will be difficult to achieve anything from idea to realization. It''s not too much to say that it''s a sea of sword and fire."
"But this is science."
Wu Mian reached out and touched Chu Zhixi''s head.
A soft hair disappeared and rustled.
Thousands of tender intestines and thousands of Acacia are paid in silence.
But Wu Mian didn''t have time to be gentle for a moment. He quickly picked up his cell phone and called Cheng Yunhai.
"Boss Cheng, I''m Wu Mian."
"The mobile P3 Lab I mentioned a few days ago, is the relevant equipment ready?"
"OK, Tianhe living room. I''ll give your phone number to the headmaster and he will contact me. Don''t make it a donation. In that case, I can''t use it. If you want to direct it to me."
……
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yunhai, who was lying in bed, immediately picked up his notebook and contacted his men about the mobile P3 laboratory.
"Is it chief Wu''s phone?" David was making rounds. He heard a familiar voice on the phone and asked.
This is the last ward round. Wei Da is going to enter the fever ward on the BMW.
"Yes."
"What is a mobile P3 laboratory? Can that thing move?" Wei Dabao was curious.
"Dr. Wei, what do you think of section chief Wu?" Cheng Yunhai asked, "Mr. Wu, that is, what kind of person is section chief Wu in your mouth?"
Wei Dabao smiled but said nothing. These rich people must have bad intentions to ask such questions. Wei Dabao, a refined guy, will not be fooled.
Cheng Yunhai didn''t want to get the answer from Wei Dabao. It seemed that he was just chatting. Ten minutes later, he put down his notebook.
"Mr. Cheng, although the pulse of your dorsalis pedis artery has disappeared, the skin temperature begins to rise. I guess the capillary network is successfully re established after the accordion swings. Congratulations."
"Thank you." Cheng Yunhai looked at the self-made leg support. His tibia and fibula were broken by external force, but he didn''t let it grow. He swung the accordion every day. The human body is really wonderful. The capillary network has just begun to rebuild.
"Dr. Wu is very powerful." Cheng Yunhai breathed out, "I think it''s very possible to succeed this time."
"What''s up?" Wei Dabao asked curiously.
"Dr. Wei, I want to ask you something. What do you think and say?" Cheng Yunhai said with a smile.
"HMM." Wei Dabao could feel what was wrong today. He nodded cautiously.
"If... Suppose you are infected with this pneumonia, do you agree to send you and all other patients to a special place for isolation?" Cheng Yunhai asked.
"Agree, why don''t you agree?" Wei Dabao replied strangely. "Now Tianhe doesn''t have a ward. This disease is different from s virus. It can be transmitted when it doesn''t attack. Besides, the country must obey with such great efforts."
Cheng Yunhai was stunned and silent.