"President Liu died." Chu Zhixi sobbed.

    "...." Wu Mian was silent.

    Four days ago, President Liu''s condition worsened and transferred to Sino French new town for severe illness.

    At that time, Wu Mian knew the news. Considering that President Liu was relatively young, it should be no problem to have the strongest intensive care force in the country.

    I didn''t expect him to leave in such a hurry.

    With a dark face, Wu Mian picked up his mobile phone. There was a video in the group. President Liu''s lover trotted after the funeral car all the way until Tuoli fell to the ground.

    I''ve seen you discuss president Liu''s condition in the group these days. At that time, Wu Mian didn''t think President Liu would be dangerous or the probability was relatively low.

    After all, President Liu is in good health and loved playing basketball when he was young.

    But the accident happened.

    President Liu is a neurosurgeon. Wu Mian is not very familiar. Chu Zhixi is crying and watching a video repeatedly.

    Wu Mian stood up and took away Chu Zhixi''s mobile phone.

    "Don''t look." Wu Mian sighed and said, "cry. If you''re tired of crying, sleep for a while."

    "Brother..."

    "Good, don''t look." Wu Mian touched Chu Zhixi''s head, rustling and comforting in a soft voice.

    No matter how many Wu Mian don''t know what to say.

    The dead are dead.

    Wu Mian holds Chu Zhixi in one hand and turns off the video with the other hand.

    A picture was sent out of the group, which was president Liu''s last circle of friends.

    The ICU medical team celebrated my birthday in the hospital bed; Shaved a big bald head; After leaving the ventilator for more than 12 hours, more than 90% can be oxygenated with transnasal Hyperflow.

    President Liu in the photo is no longer what Wu Mian remembered. He is thin and out of phase.

    Wu Mian''s nose is sour and turns off the picture.

    Only in this epidemic did he know that he was far from being as strong as he imagined.

    Walking through the dark clouds, there was lightning and thunder around. You could vaguely see the light in front, and your comrades in arms fell down one by one.

    The day of victory is far away, and anyone will be confused and helpless.

    Wu Mian''s eyes narrowed and his fingers gently touched Chu Zhixi''s cheek. Tears still brought her temperature.

    ……

    Matthew came out of the fever clinic on crutches in the ice and snow.

    "Horse yard, you have a rest." Han Guangyun advised in the back, "I''ll see the ward."

    "Xiao Han, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder." Matthew smiled. "I''m not comfortable without looking at it."

    "Your arms are worn out. Don''t get infected if you go on like this..." Han Guangyun said helplessly.

    Because he doesn''t use crutches at ordinary times, Matthew has little experience. Although he wears a lot in winter, he walks tens of thousands of steps a day. In a few days, the skin under his arm has been worn out.

    Han Guangyun added two layers of gauze pads, which is estimated to be of little use.

    "Take a break. I can''t walk any more." Matthew sighed and sat down casually on the snowy stone platform. "Xiao Han, do you have any smoke?"

    "Horse yard, here." Han Guangyun took out a cigarette, shook out one and lit it for Matthew.

    "Horse yard, you are too desperate."

    "Ha ha." Matthew tightened his tight military coat, with a cigarette in his mouth, but his hands were in his sleeves.

    After warming a few mouthfuls of smoke, he stretched out a hand, "desperately? Who isn''t desperately? Hiding at home like President he Xinhe, that''s a bastard!"

    "..." Han Guangyun didn''t expect that Matthew, who couldn''t keep his hand in his heart, would scold directly.

    "Send doctors and nurses to the most dangerous place and hide yourself? You don''t have to be the Dean," Matthew said.

    "Horse yard, I didn''t expect you to think so." Han Guangyun smiled. It should be that they were sitting in the snow, surrounded by a vast expanse of white, clean and clean.

    This year is not like previous years. Health workers are responsible for sweeping snow. Because of the requirements of epidemic prevention and control, they also live in the ward and will not come out easily.

    "At the beginning, I had a bad impression of you. I thought you were old and cunning. You would only protect doctors and nurses openly and secretly and pull the frame off."

    "It''s not easy." Matthew took a deep breath of smoke. "Now it''s a market economy, but the hospital has to talk about medical ethics. Earn money, but also face, and the doctor is very wrung. Just raise your hand. Do you know what I''m most afraid of?"

    "What are you afraid of?"

    "The number of doctors in public hospitals is gone." Matthew said, "if that happens, the income of doctors will be much higher, but the people will be miserable. So, I''m a little papersmith. I used to paste the second hospital, but now it''s much easier in jianxie hospital. I don''t know whether to paste the fifth hospital in the next year."

    "People will be better," Han Guangyun said firmly.

    Matthew shook his head slightly.

    "Look at the United States. Now we cross the river by touching the United States. I think people''s medical treatment is very good."

    "It''s all money. We rely on doctors and nurses. Do you think 996 and 007 are miserable? When I went to work, the hospital was already 996. As for the key to the rise, many hospitals are chief inpatients."

    "I''ve heard of this." Han Guangyun said. He didn''t come from a medical background and didn''t know much about some things.

    "In the past, most hospitals had to pass through the inpatient general manager if they wanted to get a professional title. It was really a sea of swords and flames. One day a year, one day a month, it was really inhuman. I don''t know who came up with this method."

    "Alas." Han Guangyun sighed deeply when he thought of the total working hours in hospital.

    "You said that people have always survived the hospitalization. People are not machines, and mistakes are inevitable. You can''t really what happens to people because of some non principled mistakes."

    "Will they say hello?"

    "Xiao Han." Matthew looked at the clouds in the sky and shook his head slightly. "You said how many people will study as doctors after the epidemic? Whether the anti epidemic subsidy can be issued depends on whether the Dean should be an improper person."

    "..." Han Guangyun felt inexplicably sad.

    "President Liu Zhiming died today. I watched the video. His wife ran and cried after the funeral car." Matthew said softly, "how many people can remember after this?"

    "Do you know president Liu?"

    "President Liu''s wechat was added during the meeting in October." Matthew sighed, "I don''t argue with you about public hospitals and private hospitals, nor how good our mistakes would be in the United States. In other words, this man still has to have a conscience."

    "You''re right."

    "I can''t do such a thing as sending doctors and nurses to the most dangerous fever ward, bowing outside and turning around. Director Zhang Hongwen of magic capital said that party members must be on the front line. I think that''s right. The medical industry is still too professional and too persistent."