Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

When Ye Yibai and Ye Xian came out of Ye's house, they still felt unreal as if they were stepping on the clouds. She looked back at the word "Ye Mansion" on the door plate, as if she saw the old man who hurried out of it back then. That perplexed girl, after so many years, she finally came out today.

"Okay, don't watch it. You can't go back to be your Miss Ye anymore. I don't know how I taught you, how I taught you such a violent temper. You can't bear it. It's all right now, Let's see who will marry you in the future." Zhang Su'e couldn't help turning her head and poking Ye Xian's forehead vigorously.

Ye Xian rolled her eyes, stepped forward and took Zhang Su'e's arm, "Yes, yes, yes, I have a bad temper, and if I can't find a partner, I will spend the rest of my life with you. Anyway, my salary is high, and I can afford the two of us." Ye Xian Xian knows in her heart how deeply Zhang Su'e's obsession with Ye Jia and Ye Guangyan used to be.

It is said that it is for Mrs. Ye's title, but it is impossible to say that she has not been tempted by Ye Guangyan at all. Zhang Su'e and Ye Guangyan met at the age of the girl Huaichun, and from the perspective of the world, Ye Guangyan is so outstanding But today, Zhang Su'e resolutely gave up her years of feelings and obsessions for her and Ye Yibai.

Ye Xian could clearly see Zhang Su'e's terrifying expression when Ye Guangyan scolded her for being depraved. Her aunt loved her...

"Whoever is with you is the two of us, go away, whoever wants to live with you." Zhang Su'e muttered, but did not break free from Ye Xian's hand.

Ye Yibai walked behind the two women, with a gentle smile on his face, that's good.

"Doctor Ye."

A police officer in black uniform got off a car at the gate of Ye Mansion, and opened the door for Ye Yibai and others. This is the logistics officer Su Zhengyang left for him to handle his affairs during his stay in Hangzhou. some trifles.

"Go back to Tinghu Hotel?" After Ye Yibai and others got into the car, Xiao Xu sat in the driver's seat again and asked softly.

Ye Yibai looked at the watch on his wrist, "Send my mother and sister to the hotel, and then send me to Liang Mansion."

As a giant in the textile industry in Hangzhou, the Liang family cannot produce and popularize masks without their help. Ye Yibai talked with Liang Mingkang on the phone last night and made an appointment to visit the Liang family this evening.

"Okay." Xiao Xu nodded, turned the key, and started the car.

At the same time, the Liang family

"Sister-in-law Xu, sister-in-law Xu, why did my fish die? Didn't I just catch it at noon today? It's too late to buy it now. Oh, why are these people so unreliable in their work? How can you cook fish with bamboo shoots and shells in sour soup, tell the butler tomorrow to change the food for me." Su Xiufen stood in the kitchen wearing an apron, looking very dissatisfied at the fish that had rolled her eyes on the cutting board.

Liang Mingkang hurried in from the door, and when he saw such a wife, he showed a helpless expression on his face, "Don't worry about it, let the chef do it, can you make it better than the chef's?"

Su Xiufen turned her head and glared at Liang Mingkang when she heard the words, "What's the difference? We are entertaining Dr. Ye today. It's so dishonest to let the chef do it all. I can still make some home-cooked dishes by myself. How about you?" What's the matter, is the gauze stored enough, Dr. Ye finally asked us to do something, you don't want to lose the chain." Su Xiufen said.

Liang Mingkang put down the briefcase in his hand and rubbed his temples with some headaches, "I know, but it's not such a simple matter. The first batch of masks must be fine, but according to what Dr. Ye said, the entire Hangzhou If the common people want to use it, we may not be able to supply the production alone." Liang Mingkang said helplessly.

"Then it counts as much as we can do. This is also to protect ourselves, and it should also accumulate blessings for Cong Cong." Su Xiufen said softly.

Liang Cong's angry voice came from upstairs, "Grandma, my hand hurts, I don't want to practice calligraphy anymore!"

Su Xiufen heard the words and hurriedly said: "Don't practice if your hands hurt, and take a rest."

Immediately there was the sound of "deng, deng, deng" shoes colliding with the wooden floor upstairs, and then a familiar chubby figure appeared at the stairs.

"Sir, madam, Dr. Ye is here." Mrs. Xu walked in from the door with a smile all over her face. Behind her was a tall and handsome young man who was Ye Yibai.

Liang Mingkang and Su Xiufen stood up quickly, Su Xiufen took off her apron and went out to the door to greet her, "Oh, Doctor Ye, I'm so sorry, I originally wanted to cook something by myself, but I didn't expect to give the time to you." Delayed, you drink two sips of water first, it will be fine soon, it will be fine soon."

Ye Yibai reached out to shake Liang Mingkang's hand, "This matter is really troublesome to you, Mr. Liang."

"Doctor Ye, you are polite. You are the benefactor of our whole family, and this kind of thing is a matter for all Hangzhou people. We should do our best. Let's discuss it internally." Liang Mingkang said.

Ye Yibai nodded, and the two of them entered together. Su Xiufen personally made tea for the two of them, and then walked quickly to the kitchen on her high heels. She had to rush to remind them.

"The first batch of medical masks is not a big problem. My Liang family is supplying the medical masks of some western hospitals in Hangzhou. I can transfer the quantity early next year. I will go there today to calculate the inventory and the ones that can be driven out." The quantity is about [-], which should be enough to supply Dong County alone, but if it is to supply the entire Hangzhou, it may not be realistic."

Liang Mingkang also heard about the meeting this morning. He is not only grateful for the young man in front of him, but also has admiration for his country and family. It is easy to say, and there are few people in this world who can really do it anyway. He can't.

Ye Yibai looked at the demographic data of Hangzhou in the morning. This year's census data shows that Hangzhou has a population of more than 55. Eight thousand is indeed not enough, but there is no mask to block the transmission route. Fighting the plague is undoubtedly a dream. The situation in the two clustered infection villages in Dongxian County has been brought under control, and the remaining sporadic infected people can also cause the second and third clustered infections.

He pondered for a moment, "What about the medical gauze? How many stocks are there?"

Given the current situation of Hangzhou's finances and people in Hangzhou, it is impossible to use disposable medical masks like later generations, and reusable medical gauze has become the best choice.

"Only provide medical gauze, and then teach the people how to make their own masks." In this era, women rarely know how to do needlework. As long as the method is informed in the newspaper, the people can make masks by themselves, which reduces the cost of using masks. , and can liberate most of the labor force in the factory.

Hearing this, Liang Mingkang quickly calculated in his mind, "If we only provide medical gauze, it will be faster, but there is still a big gap. You know, it is the end of the year now, and we will have a holiday soon. Usually there are still small holidays. It’s easy to say that the workers are willing to work for extra wages, but if they are allowed to work overtime during the Spring Festival, I’m afraid I will be paraded in the street by the workers holding a photo.” Liang Mingkang said helplessly.

That's right, it's already the end of December, and the Spring Festival will be over a month away. As the most important festival of the year in Huaguo, factories have to be on holiday, and there is a huge risk of the spread of the epidemic brought about by New Year's greetings and population movements.

Ye Yibai sighed softly, "Mr. Liang, the mask is the most important thing in this fight against the epidemic, even a little more important than the medicine. If the fight against the epidemic is successful, this thing can be credited. With seven points, Wanwang will do his best."

Liang Mingkang was startled, and his expression became serious. Although as a businessman, he couldn't understand why the so-called masks that cover his mouth and nose during an epidemic are so important, but he understood that Dr. Ye is not a person who talks freely. Immediately nodded, "Doctor Ye, don't worry, I have vacated a production line today for the production of masks, and I will vacate a few more tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to produce medical gauze. I will do my best to support the fight against the epidemic." Liang Mingkang Solemnly said.

The two talked for a long time about the details of mask production and supply, and when the talk was over, the Liang family's dinner was ready.

Liang Cong rushed to the restaurant immediately, secretly grabbed a prawn to eat, and was glared at by Su Xiufen.

"Mingkang, Doctor Ye, hurry up and eat. If you have anything to do, we can talk after dinner. Liang Cong, don't call anyone yet."

Liang Cong chuckled while chewing the shrimp, and called out obediently, "Doctor Ye."

"Doctor Ye, try this fish, it's fresh. Come on, Cong Cong, eat a paw to complement your body." Su Xiufen stuffed a chicken paw into Liang Cong's bowl.

Liang Cong's hand recovered very well. Liang Cong's severed finger was replanted in time. In addition, the part of his severed finger was saved by Ye Yibai himself on the spot and brought back to the hospital. There was almost no wear and tear. difference in hands.

He was nimbly peeling the shrimp shells, and from time to time he secretly looked at Ye Yibai with friendly eyes, which made the people on the table laugh in good faith.

"Doctor Ye, Congcong's hand has recovered very well, and it doesn't affect his normal life at all, but every time he practices calligraphy for a while, he will complain that his hand hurts, and the writing of this word is crooked, isn't it? The bones inside have to grow again, we are too impatient." Su Xiufen said.

Ye Yibai glanced sideways at Liang Cong when he heard the words, and the little guy immediately lowered his head and gnawed his paws a little guilty.

Doctor Ye showed a clear smile on his face, "The bones must have grown back in half a year, and I remember that Liang Cong broke his ring finger and little finger. From a medical point of view, it shouldn't have a big impact on writing. I think..." He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's probably a common problem for many children to have pain in their hands after practicing handwriting."

Children's common problem?Su Xiufen was a little confused at first, but after two mouthfuls of food, she suddenly realized the meaning of Ye Yibai's words, and immediately turned to look at Liang Cong.

I saw Liang Cong hastily grabbed two mouthfuls of rice, and quickly jumped off the stool, "Father, Mom, I'm full, I'm going back to practice calligraphy."

Su Xiufen's roar immediately resounded in the Liang family compound, "Liang Cong! You careless person! You lied to me!"

Liang Mingkang shook his head, "Doctor Ye, I made you laugh."

"No, Mrs. Liang and Mr. Ling are both gentlemen." Ye Yibai said.

Liang Mingkang poured a glass of wine for Ye Yibai, "I am really grateful to you. Although what happened to Cong Cong was a random accident, it is really the luckiest thing for our family to meet you. Now Cong Cong's hand is almost the same as Normal people are no different, after this incident, we cherish our family members even more, a year ago, I would never have dared to imagine such a scene." Liang Mingkang said.

Ye Yibai clinked glasses with him, "Cherish the moment."

"Cherish the moment."

After returning from Liang's house, Ye Yibai washed up and went to bed immediately, and fell asleep. He didn't sleep last night, and he had to rush to Dong County early tomorrow morning, so he had to hurry up to sleep.

And this night, many newspaper offices in Hangzhou were sleepless all night. The next day, a "Letter to the Citizens of Hangzhou" drafted by the Hangzhou Secretariat occupied the front pages of the major newspapers in Hangzhou, announcing the plague in Hangzhou. The start of the Anti-epidemic War.