"There are so many patients that we can''t take everyone into account. Do you live in the gym with others?" Cheng Yunhai was even more curious.


    His answer to Weber was full of interest, especially the last sentence.


    "Well, it should be no problem," Wei Dabao said slightly. "The state can do whatever it says and obey. Can I go to heaven?"


    "What if there are soldiers with guns around?" Cheng Yunhai asked.


    "I''ll go. The people''s Liberation Army is here. What are you worried about?" said Wei Dabao excitedly. "Mr. Cheng, is Tianhe under the control of the army? That''s great!"


    "..." Cheng Yunhai was stunned.


    He went to an Ivy League in the United States in high school. After graduation, he returned home after finishing his PhD in the United States. Although Mandarin and modu''s words are no different from those of others, some behavioral logic in his mind is essentially different from that of Chinese people or Wei Dabao in front of him.


    Hearing Wei Dabao''s answer, Cheng Yunhai was speechless and thought in silence.


    "Is Tianhe under military control? It should have been under military control long ago. When will the people''s Liberation Army enter?" asked Wei Dabao.


    "Military control is useless." Cheng Yunhai said reluctantly, "it''s not flood fighting and rescue, it''s not earthquake relief, this time it''s a virus. People''s Liberation Army soldiers can only be infected when they go up, and become another source of infection."


    "Then what do you mean by that?" Trinket wondered.


    "It''s all right." Cheng Yunhai felt that he didn''t communicate well with Wei Dabao. It is mainly the difference in thinking. The donkey''s lips are not the horse''s mouth.


    "That''s all. Why are you still hiding? What did chief Wu tell you?" Wei Dabao asked curiously.


    During this period of time, the pressure on Wei Dabao is also considerable. He submitted his application in fear and was called back by section chief Wu.


    There was some joy in his heart at that time, but with the passage of time, he regretted more and more why he didn''t hold chief Wu''s thigh and cried to go to Tianhe.


    Today, when he heard that section chief Wu contacted Cheng Yunhai and asked what mobile laboratory he wanted, Wei Dabao was ready to ask.


    "Do you know what all dynasties did when they encountered severe infectious diseases?" Cheng Yunhai asked.


    Trinket shook his head.


    "In the Tang, song and Ming Dynasties, people sent expeditions to Myanmar and encountered miasma, that is, infectious diseases. At that time, the commander made a decisive decision and took the time to isolate people in order to break his fingers and survive."


    "Oh, isolation, I know." Wei Dabao said. He didn''t understand the meaning of breaking his fingers to survive.


    "The word isolation I said is different from that written in the book." Cheng Yunhai said, "there is no relevant description in the history books, but basically the patients are put together, and life and death are determined by heaven."


    "There seems to be nothing wrong with that," said Wei Dabao.


    "Suppose you and other colleagues and colleagues in the hospital were isolated, and you watched the people around you fall one by one, what would you think?"


    “……”


    This kind of picture can''t be thought of at all, and Wei Dabao never thought of it.


    "Make a quick decision and never have the benevolence of women. Dr. Wu... Alas, I don''t know what they think." Cheng Yunhai sighed.


    "Hmm? What''s going on? Mr. Cheng, please be more specific. I can''t understand it." Wei Dabao wondered.


    "If I deal with the situation of Tianhe, I will certainly put severe patients together under heavy pressure and try to give mild patients better conditions."


    "Isn''t that right? Put the critically ill patients together. Isn''t that 99.9% of them have to die?"


    "All relevant records are like this, from ancient times to now," said Cheng Yunhai with a dignified face.


    "But mild patients give better conditions? Why?"


    "Because they can run and jump, unless they are guarded with armed troops, otherwise once the fear reaches the peak..."


    It was a tragic picture. Cheng Yunhai imagined it, but he didn''t want to think too much.


    From various clues, Tianhe City should be prepared for centralized isolation.


    But the object of isolation is just the opposite, which is a particularly dangerous thing in Cheng Yunhai''s view.


    It''s just the opposite. Severe patients are in designated hospitals, and mild patients are isolated. Is this special! Isn''t this bullshit!!


    Although adults do not make a choice, whether mild or severe patients, it is very likely that a chicken will fly and beat a egg.


    Without the army and only relying on some medical staff, how can we manage the patients with fear.


    In particular, these patients are still mild patients. They burst out great destruction at the time of life and death, which is not only possible, but also inevitable in Cheng Yunhai''s view.


    woman ''s soft nature!


    woman ''s soft nature!!


    Wei Dabao listened to the dew. He looked at Cheng Yunhai and couldn''t understand it.


    "The necessary sacrifice must be done, but it''s a pity. They chose a solution that looks like it can protect more people, but it''s useless." Cheng Yunhai closed his eyes and sighed gently.


    "According to you, we should put the critically ill patients aside and wait to die?" asked Wei Dabao.


    Cheng Yunhai nodded.


    "Mr. Cheng, it''s not good to do so."


    "All dynasties have done this." Cheng Yunhai said coldly, "when the Spanish pandemic flu, Missouri University First requisitioned the brotherhood room for isolation, but it is not complete. It can only let the epidemic go, and then there will be the final tragedy."


    Recently, Wei Dabao studied the Spanish pandemic. He was afraid that this time, like the Spanish pandemic, hundreds of millions of people would die.


    "I''ve seen the pictures. The isolation is good."


    "It''s not like that. If the isolation is good, how can so many people die. Americans? No one is responsible. Just look like it." Cheng Yunhai sighed. "I hope Tianhe is all right."


    Wei Dabao didn''t understand Cheng Yunhai''s half veiled words. These rich people spoke like this, only half. Is this the wealth code? Is it the secret of success?


    "Dr. Wei, thank you. Go and see other patients."


    "There are no good-looking patients," said Wei Dabao with a smile. "Now only you and Zheng Linyuan are hospitalized. Zheng Linyuan is stronger than me. I don''t need to see it at all. I''m here to say goodbye to you today. I''ll go to the fever ward right away."


    In other words, Wei Dabao understood that Cheng Yunhai was kicking people out. He stood up and said with a smile, "Mr. Cheng, you have a good rest. I''ll go to bed, too."


    "You''re going to bed as soon as you go to work?"


    "I haven''t been to the night shift today. I''m a little afraid," said Wei Dabao. "I can do whatever I can. I can''t just watch it."


    "Go and have a rest. I''m fine."


    Seeing Wei Dabao go out, Cheng Yunhai silently looks at the blue sky outside the window in a daze.


    Tianhe City has done things in reverse. Although theoretically there is a possibility of success, this possibility is very small. Cheng Yunhai doesn''t think he can control the epidemic.


    The doctor Wu and the doctors in China are estimated to have been lame by saving the lives and healing the wounded and noble medical ethics. They don''t know what the front-line situation will erode in the near future.