Sleepless Doctor

This statement was too scary. Lin Daoshi seemed to have dropped a bomb in his mind, and was blown to nothing.

Wu Mian lit the second cigarette, and Lin Daoshi felt that the mountain breeze was biting and the temperature was absolutely freezing below zero. He tightened his clothes tightly and hid under the limelight of Wu Mian, only then did he feel warmer.

"Lao Lin, go and rest. I'll be quiet for a while." Wu Mian said, "the mountain wind is hard, don't catch a cold."

"Little Master, what you said... seems to be true. But what age are you now, and there are no wars, are you too gloomy?" Lin Daoshi asked again.

"Crimson Infectious Disease, can you explain the name?"

"The American emperor has been setting targets, even I know it." Lin Daoshi said, "It is normal to have a name for normal public health exercises. We are so obsessed with Jianguo, it seems that we will worship Jianhua in the future. , Hahaha." Lin Taoshi said, laughing.

Wu Mian didn't know where Lin Daoshi's laugh came from. He took a cigarette and asked, "Old Lin, you know what happened in 2003."

"Yeah, sure. But there is nothing wrong with us in the northeast, we are all in the south."

"Then do you know why the fever clinic opened at that time is still kept now?"

Wu Mian's question was weird, or the angle was very tricky, and Lin Daoshi was stunned.

At that time, the top three hospitals across the country developed fever clinics for the diagnosis and treatment of that infectious disease. But twenty years have passed since the incident, why is the fever clinic still reserved?

Although Lin Daoshi lived on Laoya Mountain all year round, he would occasionally go down the mountain to the hospital to find old classmates and so on, to know some things about this.

Now the fever clinic has become... a place similar to the bitter cold of the far north, exile in Siberia, probably this analogy is very appropriate.

No patients, in the corner of the hospital? No matter how many people are in the outpatient clinic every day? Fever clinics are all deserted and idle.

Lin Daoshi also heard from his classmates? Some doctors made a big mistake? They were sent to the fever clinic. Normally, after a few years of squatting, the technique is unfamiliar? This person is completely abolished.

Just such an outpatient clinic that has no patients for many years? Why hasn't it been removed? Normally Lin Taoist didn't even think about it? Now Wu Mian asked, he was stunned.

If it is a hospital, it can also be described as lazy. But it seems that the top three hospitals across the country are like this, all of which retain fever clinics. Not to mention the top three hospitals? Even the Bajingzi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine has fever clinics.

"Little Master? Is this useful? I think it's a place to raise idlers." Lin Daoshi said.

"Normal is useless." Wu Mian said, "Hey, it makes sense to keep it. From an infectious disease point of view, the hospital should have a similar clinic.

Now it’s not like it used to be. Globalization has been calling for so many years? Airplanes, cruise ships, and railways. Mr. Wu was able to control the plague back then because of the small population movement. More than a hundred years ago? The plague patients went to Manchuria. "

"Uh……"

"What do you say now?" Wu Mian asked.

"Little Master, what are you going to say?"

"The American emperor is still very careful." Wu Mian said with a smile? "The most powerful empire is not a white name. There are many capable people? Very good and powerful."

"Be careful? What does that mean?"

"Literally." Wu Mian said lightly? "The crimson infectious disease? It says everything. But now there is good news that gives me a lot of peace of mind."

"what news?"

"On October 18th, the exercise hosted by my teacher was attended by the deputy director of the CIA... MB, Lao Lin, you said a public health incident, what is the CIA's enthusiasm! Do you remember the letter we got when we were in Xiangjiang? Bar."

Lin Daoshi was dumb.

He only knows the CIA, and he doesn't understand the details of what it does. This kind of thing doesn't exist for Lin Taoist at all, does it have anything to do with Bajingzi?

"I just received an email from my friend, and the result came out.

During the exercise, due to the rapid spread of infectious diseases in the U.S., the CDC warned people to maintain social distancing, and employees were told to work from home. But in the exercise, it is difficult for federal and state officials to choose occupations that should work from home. "Wu Mian said, "In addition to the abandoned houses in Heisei, there are a few people who can make people stay at home." "

"That's true." Lin Daoshi shrank and let Wu Mian block the night wind, "I felt sick after living on the mountain for a period of time, so I had to go and relax. To say it, Dao's heart is still unstable. Not moving like a mountain. The four words really make sense."

"Lao Lin, don't you really think about flying up in the day?" Wu Mian asked with a smile.

"No." Lin Daoshi denied directly, "When will you rise in the daytime, little teacher, don't just take the little teacher and take me up. As for your chicken's quota or your dog's I don’t care about the quota."

"A good life won't make a good life." Wu Mian said contemptuously.

"Little Master, you continue to say, what will happen later." Lin Taoist asked.

"As the time for the exercise progressed, states began to turn to Washington for help. Because there was a shortage of antiviral drugs, personal protective equipment, and ventilators. Then the states began to submit requests to different departments in Washington, causing confusion."

"But the problem is not limited to these obstacles. My teacher also realized that they do not have the ability to quickly manufacture important medical equipment, supplies or drugs. Including antiviral drugs, needles, syringes, N95 respirators and ventilators."

"It can be imported." Lin Daoshi blurted out.

"Hey." Wu Mian sneered, "What if we stopped production long ago? Crimson infectious disease, don't you know what it means?"

"..." At this time, Daoshi Lin finally understood what the little uncle meant.

"The conclusion of the exercise is'chaos~www.wuxiaspot.com~Wu Mian took a deep breath," Seeing this result, I feel relieved. "

"What do you mean?"

"In other words, the U.S. Emperor is not ready yet." Wu Mian said with a smile, "Here, there is a 3m mask factory under the mountain. When they are ready, we can also be prepared."

"Little Master, you are joking." When Lin Taoshi thought of what Wu Mian had said, he couldn't help shivering. He didn't know if he was frightened or was blown by the mountain wind.

"3-5 years, there will be a day when a dog jumps over the wall sooner or later. Nothing is the best, who knows." Wu Mian said positively, "Fortunately they were not prepared, fortunately!"

"Uh...Little Master, you are too gloomy."

"Haha." Wu Mian smiled, "They are the dark ones. You don't know what the U.S. is doing, do you doubt what others are doing? To steal privacy through electronic devices, the Snowden incident has told everyone, U.S. They are doing it, but they say we are doing it."

"Stand again!" Lin Taoshi said.