"Xue Yuan, I'll ask Ren Haitao if there is anything in the family that needs help. Other people's homes will also call, don't worry."

After hanging up the video, Matthew said.

The two of them could tell from Wu Mian's expression and tone in the video that the situation was even more serious than they thought.

But experience and knowledge limit their imagination. Even if it is the middle and high-level existence within the medical industry, they cannot imagine what the situation is facing in Tianhe City now.

But no matter what, it is definitely very dangerous for the two of them to have vague guesses.

Chen Lu is still young, but Ren Haitao is already old, and Matthew De first thought of him.

"Where is Ren Haitao?" Xue Chunhe asked.

"Today Professor Barack did several pancreatic and duodenectomy combined surgery. It seemed that he hadn't finished yet, so I went to the operating room to take a look."

"Okay, you can sort out other things. Let's hurry up and implement them tomorrow morning." Xue Chunhe said, "I'm going to find Zhang Zimo. I can't go out for dinner now. I really want to have a drink with him."

Matthew De came out of Xue Chunhe's dean's office, and his chest was stuffy.

He has been in contact with Wu Mian in the WeChat group these days. After all, he always has to care about such a dangerous thing.

But I never expected that the situation in Tianhe City would be so serious.

Thinking about it on the other hand, it seems that it can be understood.

How about the provincial capital? A passenger who stopped at Tianhe International Airport was infected after taking the bathroom. Now the provincial and municipal medical systems are all in a state of confusion, and no one knows what to do.

Cable search? Carpet inspection? Where are the kits? It is said that there are only a few hundred kits every day in the country, and the accuracy rate is not high.

After all, it is a brand new virus, and it is beyond Matthew De's expectation to be able to appear so quickly.

What to do Matthew has no idea what to do.

Viruses are not criminals, they can gain something by consuming huge manpower and material resources.

This is a virus! A brand new virus!!

There are really patients infected with the virus at home, and the person who came to visit the door accidentally turned into the next pathogen and continued to spread without realizing it.

Anyone can figure out the simple logic.

Although it is just a border province with a vast land and sparse population, it still makes people feel a headache. Matthewde could not imagine what a provincial capital city with a scale of tens of millions of dollars like Tianhe City is like. No wonder there was a medical run.

Things that I couldn't understand in the past gradually became clear, but these brought Matthew into another world - even if I survived this time, I would probably have to peel it off. I was worried about internal and external troubles, and the US was still fighting in sweaters.

He was in a heavy mood, and Matthew didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, countless thoughts were surging in his heart.

Depressed, sad, sad and angry, all the time.

As a veteran medical director who has experienced many battles, Matthew De has long been used to being as calm as water, but this time he became unconsciously irritated.

The walking corpse walked to the operating room. When Matthew saw that the light inside was still on and the family members of the patient were waiting outside, he changed his clothes and went in.

A series of English in the art room were densely packed like bullets, coming from afar.

That Professor Barack... His level is really high, but his personality is really fucking.

Matthew De thought of the Massachusetts professor who usually only speaks English but after seeing Teacher Wu speaks Mandarin more smoothly than himself, an arc grinned from the corner of his mouth, and his heart was slightly gloomy.

He subconsciously diverted his attention, otherwise Matthew De felt that he would have a heart attack in a short period of time.

It's so depressing. God is really blind. Why is a perfect virus spreading first in China? It's OK to appear first in any other country, at least be prepared. Unlike now, it's a whole battle of encounters.

And during the Spring Festival, factories were shut down and millions of people were scattered across the country.

I couldn't continue thinking about it, Matthewd controlled his emotions and slowly walked into the operating room as he listened to Professor Barack's nagging.

"Ma Yuan!" Ren Haitao immediately stood up when he saw Matthew De come in.

"Haitao, has Teacher Wu called you?" Matthew asked.

While saying this, Matthewde noticed Professor Barack's nagging and seemed to pause, and his voice became much smaller.

"Yes, Ma Hospital." Ren Haitao said, "I still want to report to you when the operation is over."

"Teacher Wu told me about this video. Do you agree to go?" Matthew De said, "You are old, and I don't know how long it will take to support you to Tianhe this time. Are there any difficulties at home?"

"Difficult..." Ren Haitao thought for a while, "No, Ma Yuan."

"If you have any difficulties, just say it, not only difficulties, but also if you need it. What the hospital can help solve will be solved." Matthewde gave Ren Haitao a "explanation" with certainty.

"No, the Ma Hospital." Ren Haitao said, "I will go to Tianhe to support me, and I will definitely not embarrass our hospital."

"It's not embarrassing..." Matthewde looked at Ren Haitao's honest and honest face and sighed deeply.

Lao Ren is the kind of honest man who can't beat a single stick with three sticks.

He came to the door to show his warmth, but he refused directly. Isn’t this person stupid?

"Dean Ma..." Professor Barack habitually asked Matthew De in English.

Matthew De, as if he hadn't heard it, left Professor Barack aside and continued to say to Ren Haitao, "I'll call the pharmacy later, and you will start subcutaneous injection of Ridaxian tonight."

"Director Ma, is the anesthesiologist going to support him?" Professor Barack asked in Mandarin.

Matthew was proud of himself. Professor Barack was finally willing to speak Mandarin with someone other than Teacher Wu.

"Yes." Matthewd replied.

"My god, has the BOSS developed a way to treat viruses by surgery? I knew he could do it! It must do it! There is nothing he can't do!!" Professor Barack shouted loudly with a laparoscope in his hand.

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Before Matthewd could speak, another professor Barack said, "I really doubt who taught you basic medicine. Viruses, that's a virus, not a tumor, how could it be removed by surgery!"

"If it cannot be removed, what should the BOSS do? It must be that he found the latest, perfect way to treat the virus."

"Impossible, you can know the surgery as long as your IQ is not a negative number..."

Matthewd fell into endless sympathy.

He seemed to understand why Ren Haitao agreed to the request for support in Tianhe City without hesitation.

If I had changed myself and listened to Professor Barack's schizophrenia-like self-talk every day, I would probably have been unable to bear it any longer.

No matter how dangerous Tianhe City is, after all, Teacher Wu is there.

But now, we have to face a Professor Barack and a mitotic Professor Barack. These two Baracks not only chat, but also quarrel.

It is really a torture to be with such a person.
Chapter completed!