"Brother, several patients said they wanted you to take the fiery sarirang."

    "Don''t make trouble." Wu Mian stretched out his hand and stroked the big rabbit''s ear. "They are Xinjiang nurses. They jump with many majors. I don''t know how to do it. I haven''t learned it at all."

    "Are you afraid to spread it out? When giving lectures in the future, the students want you to come first?" Chu Zhixi smiled and already saw through Wu Mian''s heart.

    "This is not the most terrible," said Wu Mian, squinting. "Before I go to surgery, the patient begged me to be scared before anesthesia."

    “……”

    "So, No. if you dance sarilang, go to find Master Lu jiuzhuan."

    "I''m the earth master of Tiannan. It''s not good." Chu Zhixi was a little embarrassed.

    "Your brother, I''m also a world-famous surgeon." Wu Mian shook his head and two big rabbits'' ears.

    "Well, the shelter is going to be closed. Brother, don''t carry it and play more with the patients." Chu Zhixi begged.

    Wu Mian was slightly stunned, absorbed and meditated for a long time.

    Chu Zhixi interrupts Wu Mian''s thinking. She knows that her brother is thinking about big things every time he is distracted.

    After 2 ′ 22 ″, the ears of the big yellow rabbit on Wu Mian''s head trembled slightly.

    "Brother, what do you think?"

    "I''m thinking about another parallel world." Wu Mian whispered, his voice trembling.

    "Hmm? What''s the matter?"

    "The isolation of the shelter hospital failed, the situation in Tianhe City was so rotten that it was out of control. The new pneumonia virus broke out in modu, the number of infected people exceeded 5 million, the world was cut off, and China became an isolated island. Five aircraft carriers from the United States came to the East China Sea and the South China Sea, and India crossed the Himalayas..."

    Wu Mian said every word very hard, as if he had seen countless tragic things in the parallel world.

    Chu Zhixi reached out and gently touched the big yellow rabbit ears on Wu Mian''s head.

    "Brother, don''t be afraid. We''re coming."

    "Yes." Wu Mian nodded.

    Although this is just imagination. Now Tianhe''s situation has been controlled and victory is imminent, at the thought of the danger of walking a steel wire in this period of time, there are thousands of cliffs around. If you accidentally fall into the abyss, Wu Mian''s back is in a cold sweat.

    In that world, Chinese people all over the world will be slaughtered, because countless families who have lost loved ones release their anger on Chinese people. No one will pay attention to the truth. As for Debao, no one will pay attention at all.

    The truth doesn''t matter. There will always be people with guns to make everyone believe what they say is true.

    Fortunately, I came. Wu Mian looked back and thought, not only did he come, but he seemed to have enough strength.

    The so-called defeat is like a mountain. Even the genesis level virus has tasted defeat in China.

    Not wanting this, Wu Mian reached out and stroked the rabbit''s ear.

    At least in the immediate world, China won, didn''t it.

    "Dr. Wu." a thin man went to the general hospital table and tried to narrow his eyes to express his kindness.

    "Gou Xiaoming, Hello, what''s up? It seems that you will be discharged tomorrow." Wu Mian replied with a smile.

    "I''ll leave the hospital tomorrow. If there''s no accident," the patient said sincerely, "I''ll leave here. It''s estimated that we''ll have no fate for life. Bye."

    "It''s better to forget the river and sea than to help each other." Wu Mian said faintly.

    The patient was stunned and nodded vigorously.

    In the past, he didn''t understand this sentence, but now he speaks it in the shelter hospital.

    "I studied art and opened a cartoon studio. I didn''t do well." Gou Xiaoming said with some embarrassment. "I drew some cartoons for doctors and nurses these days. Looking back, I have the most to do with you."

    Wu Mian smiled. Everyone was the same. Wearing a pair of big yellow rabbit ears, he would certainly be the most conspicuous and leave the deepest impression.

    The original idea was that if there was a malignant event, the anger of all patients in the shelter hospital would be directed at themselves. But when I came here, I became the memory of many people.

    "You''re working today. I can''t see you tomorrow. I want to give you these paintings."

    "Good." Wu Mian stood up and took the paper.

    A figure is drawn on the paper. There are some patients around. The strokes are concise. The big rabbit''s ears look very perforated.

    The patients around Wu Mian have their own characteristics. At a glance, Wu Mian can distinguish which patients are.

    The patient''s brushwork is simple and simple, which is different from Wu Mian''s sketch, but it has the same merit.

    "Awesome!" Wu Mian stretched out his right hand and thumbed up.

    "Graffiti, you like it."

    "Of course." Wu Mian thought, "but we can''t leave the shelter hospital with anything according to the regulations."

    Gou Xiaoming was slightly disappointed, but he nodded silently.

    "These paintings are very good. In this way, how about I hang them in the corridor in the sun? As our painting exhibition?" Wu Mian asked.

    "Oh?"

    "This one was drawn when I explained the operation to the patient." Wu Mian took out a piece of paper. Two patients with hypertension sat on both sides and stretched their necks to listen. In the painting, Wu Mian is comparing with a man who shows the characteristics of gluteal muscle contracture incisively and vividly.

    "Then I''ll make up some more pictures of the operation process. Let''s watch it. It''s also... Memory?" Wu Mian said with a smile.

    "Good!"

    "Your painting is good. Come on when you get home!" Wu Mian stretched out his right fist. Gou Xiaoming smiled and stretched out his fist and touched Wu Mian.

    "These paintings record many time points. Let me see... Did you come in on February 6?"

    "Yes."

    "It takes a long time to turn negative. I''m in a hurry in the shelter hospital."

    "Fortunately, I was a little nervous at first. Later, I saw that we ate well and slept well... Generally, and you doctors and nurses from all over the world were here. I gradually felt relieved."

    "The painting is very good. It''s basically equivalent to a memoir." Wu Mian said with a smile. "I''ll make up some paintings."

    "Dr. Wu, I''ve seen the operation drawing you drew. You have received professional training. It''s very good."

    "No." Wu Mian shook his head. "I was forced out. When I was hospitalized, I had to tell the patient about the operation process, but a person had an imagination and couldn''t start to use sketch. Up to now, I don''t know how to use paintbrushes and various carbon bars, but only use ball pens."

    Gou Xiaoming knows that if what Dr. Wu said is true, his talent can be said to be amazing. It''s a pity to be a doctor

    No, the doctor seems good, too.

    If there were no medical staff, I really don''t know what the epidemic would become.