"In October 1985, in Ashford, a small town in Kent, southeast England, a farmer found that a cow numbered 113 in his cow pen became sick and thin."

    "Then cow 113 began to get sick, and the farmer went to the veterinarian... You know an old saying - the family is rich, and the one with hair doesn''t count." Wu Mian said, "it''s likely that a plague will come down and all the big animals in the family will die."

    "Yes." Li Qiong nodded, indicating that she knew.

    "Later, a veterinarian judged that the cow numbered 113 had a brain tumor, so he slaughtered it and dissected the cow''s body. When he carefully opened the cow''s skull, he was surprised by the scene in front of him."

    "The brain tissue of dead cattle is full of countless small holes, like a lump of rotten meat with holes, filled with vacuoles caused by a large number of tissue necrosis, and a large number of signs of cell fiber proliferation... Like a sponge full of holes."

    "After confirmation by the British Central Veterinary Laboratory, this disease is named bovine spongiform encephalopathy, which is what we call mad cow disease."

    "Let''s not talk about the symptoms. Later, prion was found. Prion protein is not a virus, does not need DNA or RNA to replicate, and cannot be eliminated with antibiotics; prion protein will not cause brain inflammation, but only chronic brain damage."

    "In the 1980s and 1990s, agriculture was a very important part of the British economy. If there were food safety problems, it would be a great financial loss to the whole country. Therefore, the British government issued a statement banning the research on mad cow disease at that time."

    "So far, Li Qiong, do you think these two things are like?" Wu Mian asked with a smile.

    "But... This is a new pneumonia virus. It''s not cattle, but people," Li Qiong replied in surprise.

    "Hehe, we think human life is important, but they don''t think so." Wu Mian said, "test it once a week. You can wait for other countries to find out. There are many chicken thieves. Moreover, who will care about the data a week ago? If things are serious, they also have enough time to correct the data."

    "..." Li Qiong said nothing.

    "In the past, the British government, which had received 46 reports of BSE cases in 1987, still chose to remain silent.

    In August of the same year, there were 120 cases.

    In 1988, there were more than 200 cases of mad cow disease, which involved more than 5000 British local farms.

    In 1990, the British Secretary of agriculture personally fed his daughter a beef hamburger on live television to show that it was safe to eat beef. A few days ago, the boss of New York just went to take the subway, which is a traditional practice. "

    "Take the subway?"

    "Yesterday, the boss of New York went to take the subway, saying that the subway is safe. These are traditional skills. You should remember that the more you lack, the more anxious you are to prove something." Wu Mian said with a smile.

    "Er..." Li Qiong was still hard to accept such a thing that ruined the Three Outlooks in an instant.

    She had contact with the medical staff in Cambridge, especially envious of the high salary and treatment of foreign nurses.

    "It was not until a child named Stephen died of mad cow disease that they shyly announced it."

    "The first public report appeared in the sidebar of a tabloid on March 20, 1996. At that time, 10 people died, and hundreds of people died in Britain in the next few years.

    All these reasons are caused by the inaction of the authorities after receiving the report. If Downing Street puts the safety of hit first, respects scientists and takes reasonable preventive measures, these tragedies can be avoided. "

    "It''s different this time, brother." Chu Zhixi said seriously.

    Wu Mian smiled. "It''s nothing different. It''s said in an English divine drama.

    Step one: we said nothing would happen.

    Step 2: we say something may happen, but we should do nothing.

    Step 3: we said maybe we should do something, but we can''t do anything.

    Step 4: we said maybe we should have done something, but it''s too late. "

    “……”

    "Now it''s between the first step and the second step. Don''t be surprised by the traditional skills," said Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi. "They can''t do anything next."

    "But this is..."

    "It doesn''t matter what it is. Really, believe me, only we care, they won''t care at all." Wu Mian said, "now they can only pray and don''t have ade effect."

    "A state of emergency has been declared in San Antonio and Dallas."

    "It''s useless," Wu Mian said. "Their state of emergency can''t stop the flow of people and the spread of the virus. It just delays the spread of the virus for 24 hours. Maybe 24 hours can''t do it."

    "Italy has sealed dozens of villages and towns, and Japan''s Beihai Island sealed the city. The epidemic of South Korea is spreading because of the new world."

    "South Korea has gone to the devil to learn from the classics. Director Zhang will certainly provide corresponding opinions. There will be no big deal." Wu Mian said, "as for Italy, I think the curve is not optimistic. Milan in the north is not closed. What''s the use of blockade and dozens of small villages."

    "Will the epidemic get worse?"

    "It''s getting worse. You shouldn''t ask."

    As they spoke, they got on the bus.

    Wu Mian took his mobile phone and looked through it. After a while, he smiled and said, "the pressure is too great. The CDC has been counselled."

    "Oh?"

    Chu Zhixi took Wu Mian''s mobile phone and looked through it.

    "How could Dr. Nancy mesonier say that!" Chu Zhixi was hard to accept the nonsense of the top experts in the professional field.

    "What if you don''t say so?" said Wu Mian. "Let them fight the epidemic? They are private hospitals. Who will work hard if you don''t give money? Don''t always listen to the propaganda of the American emperor. When the relationship between people becomes money, it will always be a little more cold. And it looks good. In fact, Aowen, an underwater predator, will devour everyone."

    "Will eat us, too?"

    "Not for the time being, because we still have use value." Wu Mian said. "Ao Wen pointed to me to help him fly mechanically."

    "Hahaha, it''s impossible. Machinery soars. That''s the field of materials and mechanics. We''re doctors."

    "Who knows, after the epidemic is over, I want to study human science. Catch Zheng Linyuan and Mr. Chu and do some angiography first."

    Mechanical flying, this word is too strange. It sounds like a fantasy novel, but Wu Mian said it formally and seriously.

    "I don''t know what big event Aowen is talking about. I''m more and more curious." Chu Zhixi said eagerly.

    "Look, I think it should be the kind that can be recorded in history."