After confirming that the patient''s condition "inexplicably" improved, Wu Mian was in a much better mood.

He found that recently his mood was particularly vulnerable to the influence of the outside world. Unlike in the past, Lang Xin was as iron as iron and detached from everything.

Maybe this is fireworks? Wu Mian narrowed his eyes and returned to the table behind the total value class and began to check the medical records.

The conditions of the shelter hospital have been improved a little, especially the toilets, which are increasing with the passage of time, and many problems have been solved. Although compared with the previous home environment, it can only be said to be difficult, we have tried our best.

"Brother, just now I saw you take the patient for examination. How''s the situation?"

Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi talked about the strange events of the patient, and Chu Zhixi also felt quite strange.

However, this is a case, an accidental event caused by a "wild" virus, and it can not be counted. Patients are blessed by misfortune, which has no universal significance.

"Six patients were discharged in the afternoon. Do you take photos?" Chu Zhixi asked.

"No." Wu Mian answered directly.

"Well, I''ll take a picture," Chu Zhixi said, squinting. "Brother, help me trace the words on the back. Write the words on the front, too. Be clear."

"Why don''t you write more?" asked Wu Mian. "For example, horseshoes go south and people look north. Otherwise, it''s better to write dedication? I think it''s better not to laugh when you''re drunk on the battlefield."

"Hahaha, don''t make trouble. You can''t see it when you write so much. Draw the three words Chu Zhixi more seriously. Don''t take photos and can''t see what it''s written."

Wu Mian took a ballpoint pen and repeatedly depicted Chu Zhixi on his chest and back. The three characters of Chu Zhixi were black and steep. Wu Mian felt too serious and added several heart-shaped marks.

"Brother, do you guess when the shelter hospital can empty all patients?"

"Between half a month and a month," said Wu Mian, "if there is no accident."

"Will we be able to go home then?" Chu Zhixi asked excitedly. "I want to go home. I haven''t dared to have a video with my family recently. I''m afraid my mother will cry. It''s wrong to call and listen to my mother''s voice, and I can''t help feeling sad."

"Probably not." Wu Mian did not hesitate to break Chu Zhixi''s "fantasy" and "we have to wait until the day when Tianhe City lifts the seal."

"Oh, OK. But when the situation is more stable, I''ll video it with my family."

"OK." Wu Mian said with a smile after drawing the last stroke, "I drew an extra husky."

"I''m no different."

"Go ahead. It''s better to be cute when taking pictures."

"Brother, are you sure you don''t want to take a picture?"

"What''s there to send? I''ll see the medical record. Don''t bother me."

"It''s really cold."

"No, if the patients leave the hospital well, they don''t have to take care of them. I really want to kick all the patients in the shelter home one foot at a time. Don''t bother me." Wu Mian said gently.

Chu Zhixi smiled and ran to the doctor and nurse to help the patients to pack their luggage.

Wu Mian sat quietly. The big yellow rabbit''s ears on his head didn''t move. It looked like a big puppet.

After nearly an hour, Wu Mian heard a cry.

He cocked up his ears and frowned slightly to tell where the sound came from.

"I don''t want to go..." a man''s choking voice came from a distance.

Wu Mian was slightly stunned. It is said that it should be female patients who were emotional at the last parting. What''s a man to cry about?

He stood up and looked into the distance.

With a partition, Wu Mian can only see a few "big white" around area C, which should be comforting patients.

With a move in mind, Wu Mian went to the patient''s side.

"Why are you crying? When you first came, you made a lot of noise. When you said something, you couldn''t get out. The patients around you asked you to take it very nervous." Li Qiong''s voice came.

"I was afraid," the patient sobbed.

"Don''t be afraid now. Hurry up and get ready to go home."

"I... really don''t want to go home!" the patient said. "Shall I stay a few more days?"

"..." Wu Mian thought that the patients would be sentimentally attached when they left the shelter hospital. After all, this is a big barrier. Not only the patient, but even he took off his protective clothing to maintain order, even if he was infected.

Can imagine countless possibilities, but Wu Mian''s only surprise is that someone asked to stay in the shelter hospital for a long time.

What''s wrong with your brain? Or does the virus break through the blood-brain barrier and have an unknown impact on the nervous system? Wu Mian really wants to send the patient to an MRI.

"If you can''t go home, the conditions here are general. What''s good to live in?" said Li Qiong. "You have to take photos later. Your mask is wet. Hold it back quickly. We''ll take a picture later. Remember to send it to me."

"Do I have to go?" the patient asked, wiping his tears.

"It''s good to go home. Why don''t you want to go home." Li Qiong also hates to understand the patient''s thoughts.

"I have to isolate myself when I go back. I have to make my own meals." the patient said, "it''s good to be in the shelter hospital. I sleep well and touch the pillow. It doesn''t matter if it''s cold. There are many people here. In fact, it''s very warm. The key is that there are ready-made meals every day. I ate a big pig hoof yesterday."

Wu Mian sighed.

"Don''t think about it. You have to go if you don''t want to. Our shelter hospital hasn''t reached the time of waiting in bed." Li Qiong couldn''t help laughing and persuading, "come on, wipe your tears and take a picture!"

"OK," the patient said helplessly.

"Smile brightly and don''t cry and lose your face. If you put the picture of you standing at the door of the shelter hospital on the Internet, you think you''ve been abused."

"Why," said the patient, "I don''t want to go."

"You have to go if you don''t want to. This bed has been reported. It is estimated that new patients will be hospitalized in a few hours." Li Qiong said, "here is the discharge certificate with the seal of president Zhang of our shelter hospital. It belongs to recovery and discharge. It is recommended to continue isolation for seven days. Remember, don''t go back and isolate at home."

"I know. I read the news and said..."

The patient and Li Qiong chatted casually.

Wu Mian can hear from the dialogue that patients and nurses are very familiar with each other. Generally, only patients and their families who are repeatedly hospitalized in the oncology department can be so familiar with the relationship between doctors and nurses in the hospital.

The shelter hospital belongs to a very special existence. The feelings between doctors, nurses and patients are very different from those in the past.

This man, too, didn''t want to go home. Wu Mian narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

Shalala, the interphone noise came, and then a doctor said, "Miss Wu, are you there! Call!"