Wu Mian and Zheng Kaixuan walk out of the hotel.

    Came to the wide outdoor, two meters away, Wu Mian took off his mask and took a deep breath.

    "It''s really hard to wear a mask."

    "Miss Wu, I''d better wear it." Zheng Kaixuan smiled. "I don''t wear a mask now. I always feel uncomfortable running out without clothes."

    "Ha ha ha." Wu Mian laughed, took out a cigarette and gestured to Zheng Kaixuan.

    "No, Miss Wu, you can do it yourself."

    "What''s up?" asked Wu Mian, lighting a cigarette.

    "I have a classmate who went to the United States for a doctor''s license after graduation and became a serious doctor there."

    "Oh, good." Wu Mian nodded. "The income is good."

    "Well, it''s much better than our side, and it''s not busy." Zheng Kaixuan said.

    "It took decades for the industrial and agricultural scissors to cut the farmers before the current industrial system came into being. The doctors were also cut into flesh and blood under the big scissors."

    Zheng Kaixuan was speechless. He shook his head slightly. "Miss Wu, I''m not talking about this."

    "Ha, you say."

    "Isn''t there a recent epidemic? My classmates think of a lot of things. They haven''t noticed before. They contacted me in recent days." Zheng Kaixuan said, "one thing is very strange. It happened at the end of October last year."

    Wu Mian listened to Zheng Kaixuan''s statement quietly.

    "He has a neighbor who is kind and has a good relationship. But a severe flu..."

    When it comes to severe flu, Zheng Kaixuan''s words lag slightly.

    "At the end of October last year? Severe flu? Well, continue." Wu Mian narrowed his eyes and should be laughing.

    Zheng Kaixuan could clearly perceive the mocking expression in his eyes, and the tide gushed out.

    "The hostess of the family died of severe influenza and left two children. At that time, my classmates went to the funeral, but there was no final step to say goodbye to the body and send flowers."

    Wu Mian''s expression became serious.

    "At that time... You know, no one would think about it. Although it was strange, it was not polite to ask questions at the funeral. So my classmates didn''t care. After attending the funeral, life remained the same and soon forgot about it."

    "Strange," Wu Mian said.

    "Yes, he also thinks things are strange now, so he asked me about Tianhe City. Let''s compare each other... Mr. Wu, do you think the American CDC knew about it long ago?"

    "I must have known it for a long time. I''ve said it many times." Wu Mian smoked and thought for a few seconds. "It shouldn''t be. If the CDC had controlled the infectious diseases according to the standard process at that time, the dead people would be cremated in order to avoid further spread..."

    Zheng Kaixuan was silent and listened to Wu Mian talking to himself.

    This is his doubt.

    If the CDC knew of the outbreak of infectious diseases at that time, it had controlled them according to the standards, but the families were not isolated, and there were funerals and other gatherings.

    If you don''t know it''s an infectious disease, it shouldn''t happen if you can''t see the patient''s body and directly pull it to cremation.

    Neither Zheng Kaixuan nor his classmates can understand.

    Therefore, Zheng Kaixuan places his hope on teacher Wu and hopes that teacher Wu can give a "standard" answer.

    After smoking a cigarette, Wu Mian snuffed out the butt and threw it away.

    "Go back."

    "...." Zheng Kaixuan said nothing, "teacher Wu, this thing..."

    "Who knows." Wu Mian smiled. "I can''t figure out why. It''s estimated that it''s really flu."

    "My classmate said that after attending the funeral, he was seriously ill. He didn''t taste anything and his tongue was like wood." Zheng Kaixuan smiled bitterly. "It won''t be good until 2-3 weeks. The recovery of taste should be slower."

    "That''s what the CDC knows," Wu Mian said indifferently.

    "Teacher Wu, be serious."

    "Serious and useful?" Wu Mian glanced at Zheng Kaixuan and said with a smile, "just take care of our own affairs. Don''t think about other people''s affairs. It''s just some fragments. There are too many missing around, so there''s no way to piece together a complete logic. Unless..."

    "Unless what?"

    "Unless Medici is willing to open the coffin for autopsy, it can make a correct judgment by autopsy on people who have died and have relevant symptoms in the past six months. It is best to open Debao and let epidemiological experts all over the world go in and have a look."

    "That''s impossible!"

    "Of course it''s impossible. People have enough truth. Is it boring to ask?" Wu Mian smiled. "Don''t think about it. Your classmates may be infected with the new type a pneumonia virus. The death rate of the virus first spread in America is quite low, which is a little more serious than influenza, but not much."

    "You, do you have an argument?"

    "According to the report given by a virus research institute in Osaka, I suspect that the first leak from Debao is related to e-cigarette pneumonia. The symptoms caused by the virus are similar to those in Tianhe City, but the death rate is much lower.

    CDC has found this, but the United States is only interested in whether it can become a profit. As for whether major infectious diseases will prevail, it has nothing to do with them. "

    "This is..."

    "It doesn''t matter what it is. That''s what you and a doctor think. Capitalists just want to make enough money." Wu Mian smiled, pulled up his mask and told Zheng Kaixuan that he wanted to end the conversation.

    "Miss Wu, just a moment," Zheng Kaixuan said in a hurry.

    "Oh? What?"

    "Will you tell me?"

    "I don''t understand either." Wu Mian shook his head. "Three views disagree. What will happen in the end?"

    "Break up?"

    "Ha, yes," said Wu Mian with a smile, "learn more about the advantages of the US emperor. If people don''t learn so many advantages, they just stare at their shortcomings. It''s not good."

    Wu Mian''s words were a little strange, and Zheng Kaixuan frowned.

    "Professor Zheng, let me ask you something."

    "Miss Wu, please go ahead."

    "Is the United States developed?"

    "Developed!" Zheng Kaixuan said without hesitation.

    "Yes, in the late 1970s, as" teacher Wu, to tell you the truth, I was a little disappointed. "

    "Everyone is the same." Wu Mian said, "at the beginning of the epidemic, I think we should control it as soon as possible and hurry up to resume work and production. I didn''t expect that the epidemic has been controlled now. Have you seen all kinds of fancy masks abroad?"

    "Yes, it''s hard to imagine."

    "The US emperor''s Crimson infectious disease exercise last year has given the results." Wu Mian said the topic, "I guess your classmate''s experience should be the practice before the crimson infectious disease exercise. But the result of the exercise is not optimistic. There is no difference between control and non control, so just lie flat."

    "Mr. Wu, control must be useful."

    "That''s us. They can''t do it." Wu Mian shook his head. "Don''t think about it. At least our situation looks very optimistic, doesn''t it?"

    "Yes." Zheng Kaixuan smiled. "At least we can keep a pure land at home. In fact, it''s also very good. As for foreign countries, who cares."

    "Let''s go." Wu Mian turned around and suddenly remembered something. He said to Zheng Kaixuan, "Professor Zheng, if you have a chance, advise your classmates."

    "Huh?"

    "It''s better to come back. Those fools won''t solve the problem, but they will throw the pot if they can''t stand it. This is a traditional skill. It may be difficult in the future, but it will always be better in China."

    Zheng Kaixuan nodded cautiously.

    ……

    ……

    Note: the funeral without body was told by an ally in the United States.