The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

"Brother, sister-in-law..." Xiao Ye's voice was a little choked, and she also realized that her brother and sister-in-law's trip to Wudu this time was very dangerous.

"Don't worry, Xiaoye. It's okay." Song Xiaoxue comforted.

"Brother." Xiao Yiyang called Xiao Yichen, took out a handbag from the cabinet at the entrance, took out two dozen cash and a black card and handed them to him, "Prepare some money in case it can be used."

Xiao Yichen nodded, took it and handed it to Song Xiaoxue, then said goodbye to everyone and hurried out.

Song Xiaoxue followed Xiao Yichen into the car. Xiao Yichen, as usual, was very gentlemanly, putting the two suitcases into the trunk and opening the passenger door for Song Xiaoxue. But this time, she saw his eyes lingering on her for a few seconds. This was rare, and she couldn't help but feel bitter.

Just now at her parents' house, although she said words of comfort to them, she and Xiao Yichen were both doctors, and the news from their classmates and mentors in Wudu was not optimistic, and they both knew it. This trip to Wudu might not be a farewell of life and death, but accidents could happen at any time. She couldn't help but wonder, if she was unfortunately infected during the medical care, would Xiao Yichen be distressed?

Xiao Yichen drove the car steadily, faster than usual. For the first time, he said earnestly, "You are in the obstetrics and gynecology department. If you go there, you will inevitably go to the front line. You must take good protection."

"Yeah." Song Xiaoxue responded softly. Suddenly, she wanted to hear his true feelings. "Yi Chen, if I get infected like that doctor in Wudu and die, will you miss me?"

Xiao Yichen said nothing, his eyes fixed on the direction the car was heading, "You are not that unfortunate."

"Haha, am I not unfortunate enough?" Song Xiaoxue asked back.

"I have applied to follow Professor Zhong from the Sixth Hospital to Wutan Hospital. I believe this situation is temporary and will be overcome soon." The car turned an intersection and from a distance we could see a row of buses parked in front of the hospital, with medical staff gathering in front of the buses one after another.

"What? Yichen! How can you go to Wutan? You are not a doctor at the infectious disease hospital. What are you doing as the director of the neurology department in Wutan?" Song Xiaoxue suddenly became nervous. Who made this decision? Why didn't he tell her? She thought he would be supporting the hospital like her. Wutan Hospital has the most critically ill patients. A department of medical staff has also been infected and has become seriously ill.

"Many critically ill patients admitted to the Department of Neurology are also infected with infectious diseases. Most of them are suffering from ruptured intracranial aneurysms, acute large vessel occlusions due to stroke, and other conditions that urgently require interventional surgery. Professor Zhong has selected a group of experts to lead everyone to Wutan and form a special team with the doctors there. According to the instructions from our superiors, we must work out solutions and treatment plans in the shortest possible time. I think I can contribute." Before he finished speaking, the car had already driven into the parking lot. The two men said no more, got out of the car quickly, picked up their luggage, and prepared to join the assembled team.

This time, Song Xiaoxue walked in front, she was in a heavy mood, she didn't know what to say. In fact, she was not sure about going to Wudu, she thought that this time her image in his mind might be higher, and this uncertain life and death situation might make him look at her differently, but she didn't expect that he was ready to sacrifice at any time, and he didn't even discuss it with her.

"Xiaoxue!" Xiao Yichen called her, walked up to her, and patted her on the shoulder, "Take care!"

Song Xiaoxue's eyes suddenly became moist, and she was choking and unable to speak. She saw Xiao Yichen's mouth curled up, encouraging her, just like when she first met him, when he curled his mouth like this, politely greeting her. What was this? Was he saying goodbye? Was he trying to get rid of her in this way?

"Director Xiao - Director Song -" The dean called their names over the loudspeaker, and they rushed over, following the dean to distribute supplies and count personnel...

Soon, the news reported that the outbreak of a new coronavirus in Wudu had plunged the entire city into panic. The streets were filled with a haze, and people hurried past in masks, avoiding contact with each other.

In Wudu, material shortages have become a major problem, medical resources are tight, and protective materials are in short supply. Xiao Yichen and Song Xiaoxue have been there for more than a week, and they have communicated very little. Xiao Yichen entered the core area of ​​Wutan Hospital, where the medical staff have a high level of protection and rarely have the opportunity to communicate.

Xiao Zhengchun also started to get busy. He almost never went home and organized public security officers to guard the temperature measurement site at the highway intersection... All this made Xiao Yiyang feel a heavy responsibility, and he was determined to do his best to raise supplies for Wudu.

Xiao Yiyang contacted manufacturers all over the country to find resources that could provide medical supplies. He communicated and negotiated with suppliers from all over the country day and night through various channels. Masks, alcohol, medical equipment, etc., as long as he could buy them, he purchased them all and provided free support to Wudu.

However, this was far from enough. In order to meet the protection needs of Wuhan City, Xiao Yiyang decided to personally invest in the production of masks. He found a large mask factory and reached a cooperation with the factory to set up a production line to speed up the production of masks.

At the same time, Xiao Yiyang was also actively organizing the transportation of materials to ensure that the masks could be delivered to Wudu quickly. He contacted the logistics company and arranged special vehicles and personnel to ensure that the goods arrived safely and quickly.

Leng Ruofei learned about the epidemic in Wudu through his circle of friends. People have been panicking these days. Everyone is saying not to go to seafood markets, vegetable markets and other places, saying that the source of the epidemic in Wudu has not been found yet. The lockdown of Wudu has caused all kinds of true and false voices to appear on the Internet, and people across the country are worried for a while.

For the first time ever, Leng Ruofei hasn't heard from Xiao Yiyang for more than a month since returning from Nehe. Isn't this exactly what she wanted?

"Liu Liu, what did you say? Where are you?" Leng Ruofei received a call from Qiao Liu and couldn't believe that she was actually in Wudu. "Why are you in Wudu? Haven't you been in Fuyang all the time?"

"Yes, Sister Qi asked me to go here on official business, but I didn't expect the city to be closed before I finished my work. Now I can only stay in Wudu..."

Leng Ruofei listened to Qiao Liu's description of the situation in Wudu. She didn't expect it to be so serious. She paid great attention to protection and went out once a week to queue up to buy food. Everyone was far apart from each other, and the haze shrouded the entire city.

"Liuliu, you must protect yourself. Do you have an N95 mask? Do you have alcohol..."

……

Xiao Yiyang has already produced standard masks at the fastest speed, and he has already shipped eight batches to Wudu. The most difficult problem now is not the equipment and transportation, but the labor problem. Because of the epidemic, no one dares to go out, and it is very difficult to recruit workers. Xiao Yiyang has increased the salary, but there are still not enough people to work in three shifts.

"Second brother, are you short of manpower over there?" Song Yan shouted from afar when he saw Xiao Yiyang directing in front of the transport vehicle.

"Yes, the machines can't stop even if the workers stop. Now the machines basically stop after running for 8 hours a day, and there are not enough workers."

Song Yan ran over and raised his phone: "Leave it to me. The workers in my father's garment factory are all veteran employees. If they are willing to come, I will send a bus to pick them up door to door in the afternoon."

"That's great! Don't worry, you can stay at my place and I'll provide food and lodging."

"No need, second brother. In the face of the pandemic, I will also help. My bar is closed. I will drive them to my bar every day for centralized accommodation. Just don't worry about it."

"That's okay..."

"Second brother..." Yu Haoran drove over in a police car, stuck his head out of the window and shouted, "Second brother, do you have any protective clothing? Director Xiao asked me to come to you to find a solution. He said that the bureau needs 6,000 sets of supplies, but the supplies cannot be transferred to us for the time being. We have a mission here..."

"Go ask Xiao Xi to get it." Xiao Yiyang immediately called Secretary Xi.

"Okay, on behalf of the Mocheng Public Security System, I would like to thank you, Second Brother!"

……

It was an ordinary morning. The sun rose quietly, illuminating the streets of the strange city. As usual, people started a new day in the morning bustle. However, this day was destined to be different from usual.

A few months ago, the COVID-19 outbreak in Wudu shocked the entire country. In order to curb the spread of the epidemic, control measures were implemented across the country, and Mocheng was also one of them. In recent days, people in Mocheng have been told to stay at home and minimize the flow of people. The streets are empty, indifferent and silent.

Over the past few months, Leng Ruofei's life has also changed dramatically. She is used to a relaxed and comfortable life of living alone, drinking tea and painting on weekdays, without being disturbed by anyone. Occasionally, she chats with her WeChat friends. Everyone is also engaged in various responses and protections due to the epidemic. After a few months, everyone's tense nerves seem to have relaxed a lot. Although Mocheng has also implemented control, many elderly people still go to parks and squares as usual, and often do not wear masks, without any tension.

These days, after finishing the food at home, Leng Ruofei put on a mask, gloves, picked up a shopping bag and walked out of the house. She came to a small shop. When the epidemic came, many people would choose to buy in the shops around the residential area to avoid the flow of people. She walked into the store, quickly picked a few fruits, and then checked out. The cashier was a young man, and he was answering the phone: "What? Mocheng also has it? How is it possible? There are still many people here who chat and play chess without wearing masks!"

Leng Ruofei waited for about twenty minutes before the man paid for her. He said to her with a serious expression, "Beautiful lady, go home quickly after shopping. My friend in the hospital said that there are also infected people in Mocheng, and they are in centralized isolation in the Sixth Hospital. Alas, this man is getting his comeuppance."

How could he not be afraid? Leng Ruofei also became nervous about this unknown disease.