Professor beilac has finally completed today''s operation. He has completely split his third personality. He can not only talk about crosstalk, but also talk about group crosstalk.

    Ren Haitao wondered every day whether professor beilac would say a piece of mandarin jacket on the operating table today.

    It was pleasant to see a top surgical Professor perform surgery. But now when he steps down every day, Ren Haitao is exhausted, his ears are buzzing, and Professor beilac''s broken words echo repeatedly and never stop.

    "The boss is not here, Ren. Do you know when he can come back for surgery?" Professor beilac asked.

    "I don''t know, but I''ve heard that there are empty beds in the shelter hospital. It''s estimated that it''s fast, if he doesn''t go to the designated hospital for support later." Ren Haitao cautiously answered professor bellac''s question.

    Professor bellac muttered a few words and watched the patient step down. He ran to change his clothes.

    In polluted areas, semi polluted areas and clean areas, it takes about 15 minutes to take off protective clothing alone.

    Professor beilac went to change his clothes as he scolded each other fluently.

    Taking out his cell phone, he was stunned and dialed the phone immediately.

    "Jones, are you looking for me?"

    "Bellac, what are you doing? Damn it, it''s only 7 o''clock."

    "I just had an operation. You don''t know that wearing a damn protective suit is like wearing armor. Sometimes I feel like a Templar, but I don''t have an escort." Professor bellac nagged, "what can I do for you?"

    "Are you in China?"

    "Yes, what''s the matter?"

    "Do you have a kit for detecting the new pneumonia virus? I want 100."

    "My God, Jones, are you crazy!" Professor bellac said in an exaggerated tone with wide eyes. "You asked me for kits in the great American city on the top of the mountain? You know, when I first came to Tianhe City, there were 300 kits a day."

    "Damn it, bellac, you don''t know the situation."

    "What happened?" Professor beilac asked suspiciously.

    "I highly doubt that the CDC is controlled by the Russians! They have betrayed the Great America!"

    "..." Professor bellac was speechless.

    "It''s too evil. The CDC controls all new pneumonia test kits and refuses to allow states and companies to test."

    "This is understandable. After all, the CDC is professional." Professor beilac shrugged. He didn''t think it was a big problem.

    "You say that those green pools are professional. My God, bellac, is your mind full of sandwiches, or expired and green haired sandwiches!"

    “……”

    Professor beilac doubts that CDC is indeed a professional institution. It is said that the first patient was diagnosed, treated and cured quickly by CDC.

    "Damn CDC, in late January, CDC sent the first batch of COVID-19 test kits to 26 public health laboratories in the country."

    "Isn''t that good?"

    "Among them, 24 laboratories have found positive reactions. Do you know what that group of shit says, bellac, you will doubt whether you are crazy when you hear it."

    "Well... What do they say?" Professor beilac realized the seriousness of the problem.

    In January, Tianhe City was the most tense and on the verge of collapse; It''s also when I think white people won''t be infected.

    So many positive patients were detected by the kit issued by CDC?

    God!

    The new pneumonia virus has long been popular in America! A bad idea came to bellac''s mind.

    "Damit! That group of beachs said that the kit was contaminated due to improper operation, so there was a false positive reaction!"

    "..." Professor bellac was speechless.

    "We didn''t notice at that time. After all, people without positive symptoms may be tested positive because of environmental factors, operational factors, experimental methods or patients'' own factors. Bellac, you know, those beeches lied!"

    "Jones, be quiet. I don''t think there''s anything wrong."

    "Bellac, my wife and children, I have a fever..." Jones said and began to cry.

    "God, you have a fever?!"

    "My mouth is tasteless. It''s like a piece of wood scalded by boiling water. There''s no vitality at all. That''s not enough. I''ve had diarrhea symptoms. Those damn beeches of CDC say they don''t have a kit!" Jones cursed.

    "The kits in 24 laboratories showed false positive reactions. The test samples from various places were forced to send back to the laboratories in Atlanta for secondary verification, resulting in the serious stagnation of testing in many states. I can''t test now. I want to use drugs for treatment, but there is no definite diagnosis. No one knows whether the damn new drug will kill me and my family."

    "Did you ask the CDC? What did they say? Jones, I remember you had friends at the CDC."

    "Yes, they gave me a lot of answers. Some people said it was because the institutional laboratory operated illegally when assembling the kit, and the detection components were cross infected with the virus and could not be used. Others told me that there was no problem with the design of the kit, because the CDC did not comply with its own operating specifications when assembling the kit."

    Professor beilac was speechless, which was very clear. It''s not difficult to think of ten or eight such explanations.

    These words mean only one - no one is responsible.

    But at the beginning of the epidemic, the Great United States did not have a kit for a month

    How is that possible!

    CDC has always been very rigorous and serious in beilac''s cognition, and it will never be as unbearable as the boss said.

    "Bellac, I''m dying."

    "Jones, no, you believe me."

    "Bellac, last October, my neighbor died of type 2 influenza."

    "I feel very sad," Professor bellac said perfunctorily.

    "No, when I went to the funeral, there was no coffin at all. Even my family didn''t see the body and was directly pulled to cremation. It is said that this was the decision of the CDC."

    Professor beilac was stunned. His fingers were stiff and a thunder came down in his mind.

    This is definitely not the treatment of influenza, but a kind of severe epidemiology for dead people... Professor beilac dare not think about it.

    If so, wouldn''t it say that the new pneumonia virus was already prevalent in the United States last year? And the CDC knows that even the treatment of the remains is very standardized.

    I don''t know! Those damn beeches!

    What are they hiding!

    Professor beilac wore protective clothing for a day''s operation, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. Hearing Jones'' words, his whole body instantly cooled to ice, and his stiff hands trembled slightly.

    "And then? You didn''t find the truth?!"

    "Unfortunately, I didn''t. I thought it was just an accident, damn it!"