When Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi still had an intersection from the hospital, they saw that the street of the hospital was full of people and the traffic flow was slow.

    "Brother, there are many people ahead." Chu Zhixi looked out.

    "HMM." Wu Mian leaned back in his seat and was not interested in what happened in the TCM hospital in the distance.

    "Brother, what do you think?"

    "I''m thinking about Miss Cheng," Wu Mian said.

    "Yes, what''s the matter with Mr. Cheng?"

    "I don''t know. There''s something strange about this." Wu Mian said very seriously. "It''s supposed to have nothing to do with Mr. Cheng if Mr. Qiu has something to do. Mr. Qiu studies Ebola virus and what can happen to this thing. Besides, Mr. Qiu has just won the governor''s Award... Strange."

    "I haven''t seen Mr. Cheng," said Chu Zhixi wrongly. "At that time, you went to P4 Laboratory for research and asked me to stay for surgery."

    "What fun is there in the virus laboratory? Go in and wear a suit. When you come out, there is sweat in your shoes. You are tired to death."

    "No, show me next time," chuzhixi said.

    "Next time... It''s probably not next time." Wu Mian sighed. "I want to study whether smallpox virus can be used on me and ask William to send me some samples. The dog sent me an inactivated smallpox virus! Is there anything more unreliable than this!"

    "Hahaha, you looked ugly that day!" Chu Zhixi laughed.

    "Isn''t it ugly, Meidi''s logistics? You know, if it''s beaten, there''s no inactivated smallpox virus in it!"

    "I''ve only seen smallpox in books." Chu Zhixi drove forward at turtle speed. The people watching the excitement on the roadside are very dark. It''s almost the same if they are not crowded.

    "This is a lucky thing. Once smallpox, a severe infectious disease, appears around, I''m afraid history will be rewritten."

    Wu Mian said, but he didn''t know what to think about. The whole person became ethereal.

    "Brother, didn''t Mr. Cheng study coronavirus in my memory? Is there a vaccine for influenza?"

    "Impossible." Wu Mian said, "I haven''t heard of influenza vaccine, and there is no breakthrough in related technology. The vaccine is not the monkey king, it just jumps out of the crack of the stone."

    "Yes, that thing mutates too fast. The vaccine can only target one model, and the others are useless. It''s not like giving dozens of shots because of the flu. It''s a bit exaggerated."

    Wu Mian stopped talking again. Chu Zhixi obviously felt that his brother had been thinking about something since teacher Cheng had an accident in Canada.

    There are not many things he can think about on his own initiative. Most of the time, he avoids receiving too much information.

    Is this a big deal? No.

    "Brother, what are you worried about?"

    "I don''t know. There are conspiracy theories about the Ebola virus and AIDS. They are all disseminated by the biological laboratory of the United States. I am not very convinced. After all, this is too evil."

    "Don''t you always say that the US emperor is an evil and orderly camp? Why don''t you believe it?"

    "Yes, they took over all the information of Unit 731..."

    With that, Chu Zhixi has slowly approached the outpatient service of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital in his car. A dark coffin stopped at the door, and more than a dozen people were howling.

    There is a brazier in front of the coffin. Three people who should be immediate relatives are wearing hemp and filial piety and burning paper. One of the three is the simple and honest man in Dacron seen in the morning.

    Wu Mian did not go to see the coffin and brazier, the center of the "battlefield". His eyes fell on the surrounding crowd and stared for a few seconds. Wu Mian knew that this thing was very troublesome, but it was not the most troublesome.

    This group of people should be instructed by someone, but the person instructing is not an expert. It''s just hearsay or followed, but the really powerful way doesn''t know.

    It should belong to half a "practitioner", or the kind with little experience in the Jianghu.

    Wu Mian doesn''t want to take care of these things. He, the deputy chief of the medical department, is forced by the old man. It''s just nice to say, "tube" the two eldest sisters. People may not listen to themselves.

    Think of leisure, but there are a lot of things.

    Is it time to worship the God of night shift? Wu Mian''s thoughts floated to the Pacific Ocean.

    President Zhou and section chief Duan had a brain case. They stood by and were at a loss. This group of people came as soon as they said, and they didn''t say hello to President Zhou at all. President Zhou also received a call from the doctor on duty in the hospital, so he hurried from home.

    He has only met complaints. They are all small things. Where has he seen such a big scene.

    By the time he arrived, the coffin and brazier had been put on this side, and he began to burn paper and howl.

    President Zhou tried to communicate with his family. He had to talk if he had to. But the patient''s family did not pay attention to themselves at all. They just regarded the outpatient door of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital on the other side of the road as a funeral home.

    What should I do? President Zhou has some claws.

    Is it a group event? If you count, I''m afraid you can''t guarantee yourself as the dean. He soon thought of what Wu Mian said at the meeting in the afternoon and immediately asked section chief Duan to find Wu Mian.

    Who would have thought that the boy wouldn''t come!

    President Zhou is also very helpless. What''s the matter! How can I be regarded as the president of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine? I even ordered not to move a deputy chief of the medical department.

    Who made the old man powerful? President Zhou was so angry that he decided not to find Wu Mian to solve it. Without you, butcher Wu, do I still have to eat hairy pigs?!

    However, the ideal is beautiful, and the reality is skinny.

    Things are progressing. Many people use mobile phones to record videos and send them to the Internet. After only fermenting for more than ten minutes, director Zhou received the above inquiry call.

    He also wanted to be strong again. When someone from the other party came with a wooden pole and other things to build a mourning shed, he completely crushed President Zhou.

    What''s all this! Prepare for a protracted war? I can''t stand it. I have to hurry to solve it.

    At this afternoon''s meeting, what Wu Mian said began to linger in his ears. The Chinese medicine hospital must not take out the huge compensation. Do you really want to operate on Dr. Yang?

    Think about it, it seems to be the best way.

    Hospitals rarely worry about doctors. It''s a "rule".

    But President Zhou wants to talk. The family members of patients don''t talk to themselves! Moreover, they made it clear whether they wanted money or a large amount of money, so they were not in a hurry to talk. They just made things bigger first and then talked about it.

    This is the pressure stage. Although he has not encountered medical trouble, President Zhou has been severely beaten by the society for decades. He can guess the ideas of that group of people more or less.

    I can''t help it. Let''s find Wu Mian. The goods say he knows people from the provincial medical adjustment Commission. Although President Zhou thought Wu Mian was bragging, there was no good way. Sima should be a living horse doctor.