Sleepless Doctor

Text 1201 You can't do it if you want to

Wu Mian's computer is already a very advanced personal computer, but it is still slow to run up data, like an old bull pulling a cart, the notebook is buzzing, and complex calculation results are generated very slowly.

Chu Zhixi was sitting on the bed, making return calls one after another.

All patients discharged from the Fangcang shelter hospital have to ask about the situation repeatedly, and don't care if they can't be discharged.

The patient is very enthusiastic and needs to chat for a while, so the return visit is very slow.

But Chu Zhixi was not in a hurry. She could not go out without going out in the hotel. Scrutinizing the news now is not like when the epidemic first started.

When chatting, idleness is also idleness.

In the past few days, the news that Chu Zhixi has read has been transferred from China to foreign countries. There have been outbreaks of foreign epidemics one after another. She read one by one, and occasionally communicated with Wu Mian.

The days passed so plainly.

"Brother, isn't the Dallas area entering a state of emergency? I don't think it makes any difference whether they can enter or not." Chu Zhixi thought for a long time, and suddenly asked.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Or go out normally, no one wears a mask, and social distancing cannot be guaranteed. You said that if there is a virus carrier, would everyone be dangerous?"

"certainly."

"Why don't they follow the most basic common sense?"

"Do you think people in our country are willing?" Wu Mian turned his head, rubbed his red eyes, and said with a smile, "Don't talk about others, I'm going to blow up! Now I really look forward to wearing protective clothing to go to work. At least I can chat with the patient. Looking at the running data every day, I feel sick."

"Hahaha, I'll just say you can't do it."

"If it doesn't work, you have to do it. What do you do if you don't wait." Wu Mian sighed, "There were two more announcements yesterday."

"How many people gather for a drink after get off work?"

"Yeah, it's a bit too harsh." Wu Mian was a little sad, "Peanuts, just a little wine, and bragging together are notified, if the epidemic does not end within a month, I..."

"What are you?"

"I will bear with it for another month!"

"..." Chu Zhixi was startled and laughed.

"Seriously, they can't seal the city even if they want to close it." Wu Mian said, "In order to maintain the normal operation of Tianhe City, we paid a huge price.

The price is the nationwide mobilization of a large amount of resources and personnel support, as well as countless volunteers. The internal transportation of Tianhe is difficult to solve, and countless materials are difficult to complete with heavy trucks alone. After all, there are still millions of people.

In the end, it was the Central Theater District that directly undertook a large number of transportation tasks, and even called a large number of strategic transport aircraft to perform tasks when it was most in short supply, forcibly suppressing this problem. "

"That's because we have a strategic transport plane." Chu Zhixi smiled.

"Yes." Wu Mian nodded, "So if we want to develop, development is the last word. The army sent out military doctors during this fight against the epidemic, but they have actually undertaken countless missions. It is still the people's soldiers who are reliable. Never lose the chain."

"Um."

"Furthermore, tell me something you didn't expect." Wu Mian was about to explode, grabbing Chu Zhixi to chat while she was not calling for a return visit, "Oxygen cylinder in Fangcai Hospital, see it."

"I saw it, some are." Chu Zhixi said, "What's so strange about this."

"That's because the security work is done well, so you don't think it's surprising. Soon you will see news about the lack of oxygen in many foreign hospitals."

"Emmm... Brother, it's impossible! I have never seen a hospital without oxygen." Chu Zhixi questioned.

"It's never such a serious pulmonary epidemic." Wu Mian said, "Let's not talk about things that don't happen. Do you know where the oxygen in Tianhe City comes from?"

Chu Zhixi shook his head.

"It's WISCO." Wu Mian said, "WISCO Gas Company said at that time-as long as the hospital's oxygen supply capacity can keep up, it can provide enough medical oxygen at any time to fully meet the demand."

"It's not difficult."

"It's the same truth with Director Zhang Wenhong. It's a great ability to do a good job. You can't think that people have done nothing." Wu Mian said.

Chu Zhixi thought for a while and nodded.

After this epidemic, the person she admired most was not Mr. Zhong, or the principal, but Director Zhang Wenhong, who was far away in the magic capital.

Chu Zhixi was a little surprised that his brother raised WISCO to such a high altitude.

"WISCO established a medical oxygen supply emergency command team as early as January 20 to ensure life-saving oxygen. Through reconstruction and expansion, the liquid oxygen production capacity has tripled.

Three times! During the epidemic, WISCO went to work as usual, so many employees could not go home just to supply oxygen to the hospital. Without WISCO's gas company, Tianhe City would have killed more than 2,000 people during the epidemic, or at least. "

"..." Chu Zhixi was startled, she never thought that a steel company would have such a big effect.

"I just looked at the data. From January 20 to February 25, we provided 2.27 million cubic meters of gaseous oxygen to designated hospitals in Wuhan. Moreover, the head of Wuhan Iron and Steel made a decisive decision at the beginning of the epidemic, preferring to keep the oxygen in the blast furnace without oxygen. This is the social responsibility of state-owned enterprises."

"Oh." Chu Zhixi didn't quite understand, but still secretly wrote down, wanting to see if there will be oxygen supply problems when foreign epidemics break out.

"The good fighters have no honourable achievements. They have done their job well, including Sinopec's production of a large number of velvet cloth, which is supplied to the market at a fair price, and at least several billion more masks are produced."

"I understand this."

"Do you think capitalist companies will do this? Nonsense." Wu Mian said contemptuously. "The dispatch of military doctors, the transfer of profits from enterprises, and the transfer of personnel are all things that are natural to us. Therefore, in recent years, I have embraced the privatization of public hospitals. There is an oppositional attitude. However, my attitude is not important, I still hope to slow down."

"I know that the large private hospital in the Imperial City closed its business immediately, saying it was a fever clinic for renovation. Later, under pressure, it opened three days later, and it seemed that it didn't accept any fever patients."

"Yes." Wu Mian nodded, "Putian-based companies donate masks to Putian-based hospitals, and netizens can pick them up. It does not cost money, and it is tax-free. It’s really an abacus that hits the bones."

"It's useless for them to come here. They are all specialized hospitals..."

"The most lacking is nurses. Nursing power has played a big role in this fight against the epidemic!" Wu Mian said with certainty, "Look at how many doctors and nurses we have come in one batch? There are no nurses in private hospitals? The Shengjing family Large private hospitals send volunteer teams, how many do you guess?"

"How many?"

"A nurse came here voluntarily and stayed without pay."

"..."

"It's a ratio, it's not like Wangwang."

"why?"

"You will know in the future." Wu Mian said, "So the U.S. has no possibility to block the city~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to eliminate the virus. It is only the poor who die, but the closure of the city will hurt the pockets of the capitalists. Guess them. How to choose?"

"Yes too."

"Of course. It is difficult for companies to obey zf's will to make profit, and it is difficult to mobilize medical resources in major regions-other hospitals are also private companies, and steel companies are private companies. The cost of treating a critically ill patient is too high. ."

"Brother, you said that too much."

"It's just to state a fact." Wu Mian smiled, "Why are the soldiers always the mainstay? Haven't capital already penetrated into the army in the past years? The army is not allowed to do business, this is a very important instruction. I saw it a few years ago. Some people who talk with money are clamoring to privatize various state-owned assets. It's really special!

There are more than 1,200 large-scale tertiary hospitals across the country, all of which are privatized and military doctors alone will not be able to sustain it. "

Chu Zhixi chuckled.

"By the way, the large private hospital in the Imperial Capital is said to have to send a medical team to support it."

"It's time for me to go... until the Fangcang shelter hospital is closed, and everyone is ready to evacuate in an orderly manner. They will send someone to support this time?!" Chu Zhixi was surprised and inexplicably surprised.

"I can say in the future, who cares about when they came?" Wu Mian smiled, "Wang Qingshan is also coming with them."

"..."

Chu Zhixi was completely speechless.

Is this the so-called picking of peaches? It shouldn't be considered as picking peaches, but there is a mentality of picking some benefits.

What a group of souls!

"When Wang Qingshan comes, I will have a good chat with him."

"Brother, you can't fight."

"Wearing protective clothing, I can't fight." Wu Mian smiled.

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