"Brother, when will the situation get better?" Chu Zhixi asked on the way to the shelter.


    "The discharge of the first batch of patients is a landmark event. When people wait for the bed, they see the light. As for closing the shelter hospital, at least I don''t dare to think about it now. It''s possible in a month or two. Who knows."


    "It''s so far away. It''s tiring to think about it." Chu Zhixi said listlessly.


    Wu Mian knew that all the people behind him were physically and mentally exhausted. After ten days of fighting and boiling, he had worn away the essence and spirit when he first came, and could only insist mechanically.


    The long-term victory and the hardship day after day are all problems.


    Wu Mian suddenly remembered about the protracted war. He smiled bitterly. I really don''t know how old man fan Zhongzhi insisted on it.


    In terms of conditions, no matter how difficult it is now, it is better than it was then.


    It''s really hard to imagine how many hardships and crimes people suffered during the war. I hope world peace. Wu Mian misses the days when he chatted and farted with fan Zhongzhi at the foot of laogua mountain.


    "Maybe soon." Wu Mian immediately hid the softness at the bottom of his heart and raised his head. "Patients whose nucleic acid samples collected last night have not turned negative should have it recently."


    "Brother, I''m beginning to doubt the usefulness of centralized isolation." Chu Zhixi said with a sigh. "Although I saw patients with Ebola virus in Africa and saw them turn negative with my own eyes, I feel far away every time I think of the day of victory."


    "Nonsense." Wu Mian rebuked softly.


    "Do you think we''ll never see that day?" Chu Zhixi asked.


    "Did you brush microblog again?" Wu Mian asked with a frown.


    Hearing Chu Zhixi''s words, Wu Mian clearly felt that there was a great problem in her heart.


    "Well, after brushing for ten minutes in the morning, I didn''t look carefully, and my mood became extremely gray." Chu Zhixi sighed and said.


    "They told you not to brush social software and look at those useless things," Wu Mian said.


    "I always want to see it. I''m used to it." Chu Zhixi sighed, "but I''m in a bad mood after reading it. If I''m in a good mood, I can''t help but want to see it. Repeated cycles, brother, I think I''m going to split."


    "Don''t look later." Wu Mian has no good way.


    "Miss Wu." Li Qiong walked quickly behind and asked, "I heard that there was an accident at home. The second hospital of Medical University had nosocomial infection. You said Tianhe was not finished yet, but there was a fire in the backyard..."


    "No way, everyone has no experience. Moreover, the temperature in the south is higher and better. The temperature in the provincial capital is lower and the virus is more active."


    "Is there a day to end? It won''t really be as helpless as what the Internet says."


    Li Qiong was in the same mood as Chu Zhixi. The more she said, the more depressed she became.


    "No," said Wu Mian with a smile, "it''s a virus. How can it be endless."


    "I think some people predict that hundreds of millions of people will die in China this time..."


    "Don''t listen to their nonsense." Wu Mian said, "if you really have that ability, you would have joined the expert group long ago. Why talk about it on the Internet. Many people who spread rumors are people who have taken fortky money. Don''t believe it."


    "Mr. Wu, I heard that our country will be listed as an epidemic area country, and the world will be cut off from us. Whether there is enough food or not is not certain. What to do in the future," another nurse added.


    Wu Mian was quite helpless.


    There are too many news on the Internet. In the face of the continuous epidemic, most of the news is very negative.


    As Wu Mian guessed, there are fewer voices on the Internet for the establishment of shelter hospitals. There are mainly two kinds: one is to scold why the shelter should not be established earlier, and even make movies; The other is the paper reply sent by the biological dog, or cynical, or worried, waiting for the virus to mutate.


    As for what Chu Zhixi, Li Qiong and other nurses said, Wu Mian could guess what the results were talking about online with her eyes closed.


    Political work is really hard to do. In the face of the current situation, Wu Mian was unable to refute for a moment.


    And Wu Mian was in the same bad mood and didn''t want to talk more.


    In the morning, everyone ate very little and didn''t dare to drink water. Wearing protective clothing to pee on diapers is a nightmare. It''s wet. A diaper can''t suck clean at all.


    Sometimes urine can wet the clothes on the lower body, which is a very unpleasant experience.


    So we all try to control and bear it.


    Although they sweat a lot without drinking water, which may lead to ion disorder, they are young and have enough physical reserves, which is better than running and working with wet pants.


    Life is really hard, the key is no hope.


    Wu Mian walked forward in silence and took the people to the shelter hospital.


    "Pay attention to protect the indentation on your face." Wu Mian warned.


    Every time you change your clothes, stick a band aid on your face. Fortunately, I brought all the band aids from more than a dozen pharmacies in the provincial capital, otherwise I couldn''t see the girls'' faces.


    Wu Mian took a stack of band aids and put them on Chu Zhixi''s face one by one.


    You can''t press yesterday''s indentation. Stick a position for two consecutive days. It may take off a layer of skin when you peel it off.


    "Brother, don''t you care?" Chu Zhixi asked.


    "What am I doing with this thing? It''s rough and thick." Wu Mian smiled and stuck a band aid to Chu Zhixi, carefully and seriously.


    Dog food was scattered all over the floor. Other nurses pretended not to see and went into the women''s dressing room early in the morning to change their clothes.


    "This is the first few days, brother. I feel more and more tired. It seems... A year has passed." Chu Zhixi has no spirit at all. "When can I see hope?"


    "Maybe today, maybe tomorrow."


    "May never see it?"


    "Don''t talk nonsense. How could it happen?" Wu Mian rebuked softly. "You are pessimistic and defeated capitulationism. You can''t think so."


    "Alas." Chu Zhixi buried his head in Wu Mian''s arms and rubbed it hard.


    "Come on."


    "Come on!" Chu Zhixi cheered himself up.


    "The last one, come on!" Wu Mian looked at the last band aid with satisfaction.


    "Brother, can you not use tape on your wrist?"


    "No." Wu Mian said with certainty, "aerosol, you know how dangerous it is. There can be no loopholes at all. Although it is airtight, it is not safe."


    "All right."


    "Safety first, safety first."


    "You should also pay attention."


    "Don''t worry, who am I? I''m the great devil." Wu Mian touched Chu Zhixi''s head and rustled.


    Chu Zhixi tiptoed and gently touched Wu Mian''s head and turned to change his clothes.


    Looking at her leaving back, Wu Mian felt a little sad.


    Teachers and soldiers are tired. The word now presses themselves on the ground and beats them violently.


    And there was no good news, and the fog seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. No wonder Chu Zhixi, even Wu Mian himself sometimes doubts whether the professional knowledge he has learned in recent years is effective in the face of new viruses.


    Facing the current situation, although Wu Mian firmly believed that there would be a turn for the better at any time, he still began to doubt life.