Sleepless Doctor

"Uh..." Ren Haitao recalled that very old film, and couldn't help being stunned.

"There are countless metaphors in the movie, Ren, I suggest you take a good look at this movie. Do you know what I thought when I first learned that the boss was going to the Fangcang shelter hospital? That was a car driving to Cassander The train pulling the bridge! And the boss welded the door to death and left him in the car."

　　 "This year is a magical year. I never figured out why the boss would do this. It's terrible. I think you Chinese have problems in your head." Another Professor Barack chatted.

　　 "No way, aren't infectious diseases treated like this?" Ren Haitao said, but in his heart he remembered the past that Mr. Wu Liande had been talking about controlling the plague in January 1911.

　　 Cold sweat came out of his back, and Ren Haitao felt that he had overlooked something.

"Now, immediately, immediately, watch this movie again." Professor Barack said, "Ren, you will have a new understanding. Why do doctors like Boss go to the shelter hospital? This is the most **** one. One thing, know that there is the most dangerous place!"

　　 "The designated hospital is the most dangerous place."

"Stupid! Only those who are energetic and have a strong desire to survive in the face of death are the most dangerous." Professor Barack said disdainfully, "The movies are all deceptive. What high-concentration oxygen can cure the plague is no joke. Well. But I think this is a metaphor, so don't think about it."

　　 "……"

"The boss is on a Mercedes-Benz train, and this train is heading towards the Cassandra Bridge! By that day, the bridge floor will burst with a'boom', and everyone will die, including the boss. That makes Massachusetts do After all, the trembling man is just an ordinary human, he will also die, and die easily."

　　Professor Barack sighed and shook his head slightly, "I really don't know what the boss thinks. Doesn't he know that his survival will contribute more to mankind?"

　　 "Professor Barack, is it so dangerous?"

　　 "Of course." Professor Barack said, "People are selfish. If you can run out, what if you can save yourself? You say yes. Even in the face of death, it is good to live an extra second."

　　 Ren Haitao thinks of countless clinical patients.

　　 Especially some elderly patients, when they were young and middle-aged, vowed to say what to do when I was old, so as not to burden their children. But when this person, ushered in that day, the more impassioned the people before, the more counseled, this is a high probability event.

　　 Being alive is so important to human beings.

　　The fast-spreading train, the rapidly spreading severe disease, human beings, destruction, and redemption, these words appeared in Ren Haitao's mind, the words were as big as a fight.

　　 When he entered the Fangcai Hospital on the first day, Mr. Wu left a video with a serious expression, instructing Ren Haitao and others to pay attention to their health. Mr. Wu seemed to have left a last word, and even his figure was a bit calm.

　　 I didn't understand it at the time. After hearing Professor Barack talk about that old movie, Ren Haitao suddenly understood what Teacher Wu felt at that time.

　　 He is indeed scared.

　　 But fear did not stop him.

　　 Ren Haitao thought of the patients in the shelter hospital and the volunteers to maintain order, and he disappeared instantly at a loss.

　　 "Professor Barack, I don't think it will." Ren Haitao said firmly.

"Stupid, I really don't know who gave you the confidence." Professor Barak said contemptuously, "I have recently signed up for the evacuation plane. As long as there is any change in the Fangcang shelter hospital, I firmly believe that this tens of thousands of people A city of this level will be full of violence and killing. And I will leave immediately, even if the boss survives in the future, it doesn't matter if I face his tyranny."

　　 "……"

　　 "I think the boss is delaying time and waiting for a turnaround. But did you know, any, the emergence of new vaccines must be counted at least in years." Professor Barack said.

"I know."

"This city is not saved." Professor Barack looked at Ren Haitao pityingly, "I have a ticket, but you don't. The real problem for many people is that they often think from a bird's-eye perspective, but in fact you are the one who was caught. The sacrificed person. Ren, recognize the reality."

　　 "It doesn't matter." Ren Haitao said without even thinking, "Ms. Wu said that that day, he was not ready to go back alive."

　　"He is bragging! He also has a ticket. If he wants, the Golden Boeing will drop from the sky. Boss　's ticket is made of gold. You can call the Golden Boeing anytime and anywhere, can you?!"

　　 "Bellak! Pay attention to your words, the boss may go out alive, I have an illusion-even a perfect virus is difficult to kill the big devil!"

　　 "Impossible! This is a perfect virus. The boss is still on the Mercedes-Benz train. In the most dangerous place, he has no reason to live."

　　 "In recent years, how many impossible things you have encountered have become simple and trivial in front of the boss? Isn't that enough? Please maintain the most basic respect for him and the big devil."

　　 Ren Haitao listened to Professor Barak arguing with himself, and slowly closed his eyes.

　　I was on a Mercedes-Benz train, and the end was death.

　　 But death... It’s more important to sleep. Tomorrow and tomorrow’s work, you have to make sure you have plenty of energy.

　　 After thinking about it, Ren Haitao fell asleep to Professor Barak’s nagging sound.

　　 After a few minutes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the two professors Barak got tired from the noise, and reached a consensus-don't try to challenge the dignity of the big devil, especially when he is alive.

　　 The laughter from the earphones was so harsh, Professor Barak picked up the earphones suspiciously and pushed them into his ears.

　　Traditional Chinese art?

　　Professor Barack began to sound.

　　……

　　……

　　 "Brother, the public opinion environment on the Internet is getting worse and worse." Chu Zhixi glanced at social media and said frustratedly.

　　 "Oh, for sure." Wu Mian said disapprovingly, "If there is any possibility, I want to disconnect the Fangcang shelter hospital. Exposure to these negative comments is harmful to the patient's recovery, and it is very harmful."

　　 "The harm of disconnection is even greater."

　　 "That is, so let's do it. How many times have I told you, don't go to social networking sites to watch." Wu Mian said, "Isn't it good to watch old movies, chase after dramas?"

　　 "I want to see if there is any good news."

　　 "The good news is that there may be patients around the number turning negative and leaving the hospital." Wu Mian smiled.

　　" "Like the feeling in "Cassandra Bridge", the train is driving to a dangerous place, and the ears of the people in the car are banging-someone outside is nailing the window. "" Chu Zhixi read, "This person described it appropriately."

　　 "Fart!" Wu Mian said contemptuously, "It was not bad at first, I like to find people who have troubles. But since taking the Ford fund, the things she made have changed."