A few days passed by in a hurry.

Wu Mian didn't know what happened in various cities.

His eyes were red, he had not slept for several days and nights, and he fell into a strange state of excitement.

Single-stranded RNA viruses are changing almost all the time, and no one can predict what the next change will be.

In response to the newly-launched "perfect" virus, researchers, including Wu Mian, found that it has basically no way to deal with isolation measures, and public health measures are still very effective.

On February 1, the principal and the third medical team supporting Tianhe in the imperial capital came here.

The conclusion was reported, and the conclusion that made Wu Mian anxious was reported to the highest level.

What remains is no longer a simple medical problem, but a social problem.

It is not only Tianhe City that needs to press the pause button, but the whole country.

To do this,

Requires countless material reserves

The vast majority of people in the country need to be confined

Companies that need to be necessary cannot stop operating

Medical care needs to work overtime across the country

The entire national machine needs to be fully moved

Anyway

Need one

Powerful

Invincible

nation.

Wu Mian didn't know if he could do the plan proposed by the principal.

But every time he was pessimistic and disappointed, he would remember that he heard the loud national anthem that night.

There should be a chance.

This is not a small action, but the most magnificent mobilization in human history.

It's not war, it's better than war.

...

...

In the 3m mask field, Duan Fei was called out by the ringtone of his cell phone. He opened his eyes, just like Wu Mian, his eyes were full of blood and scary red.

Due to the epidemic, the price of masks has soared, but there is no market price.

All medical supplies are first supplied to Tianhe City, secondly, and finally to meet market demand.

Duan Fei, who has always been a little obsessed with the money, was not overwhelmed by the high price. He was just willing to count how many masks the factory produced and how much money he would earn if it was put on the market.

Although he couldn't sell it, he was very happy just thinking about it. It seemed that the money appeared on the company's books, proving that he, the manager, was not a corpse-like meal.

Three times the salary, the production line is open all day, and the masks on the assembly line are really produced like flowing water.

This is a money printing machine!

It's a pity that I can't sell it out.

Duan Fei leaned against the wall and took a nap, as if he wasn't asleep at all, and the time for rest was fleeting in the blink of an eye.

"Milier, take a break, I'll do it." Duan Fei and Li Yiqing, who was wearing a sterile hat and a mask, said.

"Brother Fei, I'm not tired, you can sleep for a while." Li Yiqing focused on looking at the mask on the assembly line, doing what she should do. Her hands and feet were quick, and she couldn't tell that she was weak after the operation.

It was just that the fatigue caused by the continuous rotation made the blush on her cheeks clearer, and it looked like two clouds of fire burning on the blue surgical mask.

"If you want to rest more, you don't need to do it." Duan Fei nagged.

"I can't do anything, I'm just here to help." Li Yiqing said, "You can use the fleece cloth for more than a day. Brother Fei, please urge me."

"Yes." Duan Fei nodded.

After a short period of price surge in various raw materials for masks and protective clothing, they were pressed back by invisible big hands and quickly returned to their original level.

It seems that there is no huge demand on the demand side.

Duan Fei, other factories, don’t know that the 3m mask factory he manages is affordable for Tianhe City and the provincial capital, and it is only for hospitals.

Fortunately, a batch of raw materials was stored before the New Year, and fortunately, President Ma ordered a batch of goods, so this mask factory in Bajingzi continued to produce export masks.

As the days passed, the scarce raw materials gradually returned to supply. Duan Fei didn't know how many people were busy after that, but every time he saw the driver who transported supplies for 16 rounds of heavy trucks, he knew that there must be countless people working silently.

"Brother Fei, go and do it for a while." Li Yiqing said, "I just came up for 3 hours and am not tired yet, really."

"You have just finished the operation, so you should pay attention to your health." Duan Fei said with some distress.

"No, it's been more than a month after the operation." Li Yiqing didn't look at Duan Fei. Her eyes were staring at the assembly line and doing her own work. "The doctor said that he had to do rehabilitation exercise, which was just right for an activity."

Duan Fei knew that he could not resist Li Yiqing. The girl looked weak and actually felt like a stone in her heart.

But... is it really OK? Duan Fei knew that Li Yiqing was not rehabilitation exercise at all, but the skilled work day and night. But Li Yiqing refused to leave no matter what, and there was still a shortage of people in the factory, and Duan Fei had no better way.

He had no choice but to care for a few more words of care, and then hurriedly contacted the raw materials.

The transportation location of raw materials must be determined and the planning must be made. Production cannot be stopped for an hour or a minute.

Not only mask factories, but also major automobile manufacturers across the country have also modified their production lines and started producing masks.

Only the United States during World War II did such a grand scene.

Now on the land of China, machines roar, countless epidemic prevention materials are finally rushing to produce from the production line, and then sent to the places where they are most needed.

The situation changed unknowingly.

Although it was very subtle, even those in it did not feel the obvious change. The bad news was still one after another, and the curve of confirmed patients was still rising, as tenacious as the flood in 1998.

...

Days are passing day by day, and the Leishenshan Hospital, which is broadcast live on the entire network, is about to be completed. The infrastructure maniac is fully fired, and a large infectious disease hospital will be put into use within a period of time like a magic trick.

However, this is far from enough.

This time, the challenges facing Tianhe City across the country far exceed the S virus in 2003. There is no similar successful case to learn from in people's limited understanding.

Countless eyes looking forward to the collapse of China are staring at Tianhe,

Countless malicious IDs have fueled the fire on the Internet.

United Airlines announced on the evening of January 31 local time that it was suspended from all mainland China waypoints.

The so-called international aid in the United States has not arrived for a long time.

Seeing their Secretary of State talking about the 200 million US dollars of epidemic prevention materials to aid China, a wave of praise has set off on the Internet. But they don’t care whether this batch of materials is available.

Even the hustle and bustle of the Internet, why are the evacuation of overseas Chinese using cargo planes? A large number of people believe that the United States uses cargo planes to send aid supplies.

Wu Mian did not pay attention to these things. He went outpatient clinics every day and had surgery, and his life was as regular as when he was in the hospital.

There are always people who praise the public opinion, not for a day or two, and it is useless to cram the Buddha at the time of battle.

What Wu Mian was worried about was what kind of mentality the income patients would have if the temporary hospital was put into use.

Being abandoned, gathered together to wait for death, and all kinds of pessimism and depression combined together will have unpredictable consequences.

Wu Mian didn't know what this consequence would be like through Tianhe City. As soon as he thought of this, he felt his heartbeat was rapid and even had signs of atrial fibrillation.

Wu Mian talked with the principal countless times about large isolation hospitals, and he was opposed in his heart. But the principal insisted that Wu Mian had no good way to convince the principal.

The key is that there are few solutions, or there is only one - strictly follow scientific procedures, and as for those "unexpected" situations, what to solve.

The principal's plan is actually very simple.

All large-scale tertiary hospitals, newly built Vulcan and Thunder Hospitals are used to treat severe and mild patients, and all patients go to the temporary cabin for isolation. According to the plan, it is quite perfect.

But life is not a game. An emotionally broken patient may cause emotional collapse in thousands of patients, and the cabin may be the first domino to fall.

Wu Mian has been worried these days. Since the principal went to report and expressed his attitude, he has fallen into an inexplicable anxiety.

After finishing my day's work, it was almost early in the morning when I returned to the hotel.

Wu Mian sat on the chair, looking out the window, thinking about what might happen and how to deal with it.

"Brother, do you feel overthinking?" Chu Zhixi didn't sleep either, and she asked softly.

The sound is very light, like a kitten.

The voice trembled a little. Chu Zhixi knew the principal’s plan. She felt particularly scared whenever she thought of the consequences.

At this time, Chu Zhixi wanted to get some good news.

But Wu Mian is definitely not the kind of person who can tell good news. He squinted his eyes and looked at the night in Tianhe City, not knowing what he was thinking.

"No." Wu Mian replied with certainty.
To be continued...