Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

The people in the conference room hurried out. Unlike when they came, their expressions were serious with a touch of softness and determination, and something called hope shone brightly in their eyes.

After the last participant walked out of the gate of the Lin mansion, Pei Zebi pushed the door out from another room, holding two things that looked like photos in his hand, seeing Ye Yibai looking over, he hesitated for a moment, and finally put the photos away up.

"Old Meng and the others are back." Pei Zebi walked up to Ye Yibai and said in a low voice, "The disposal of the corpses of plague patients in Pingjin City is indeed not optimistic. In the west of the city alone, there are three thousand corpses thrown on the wasteland. This is not counting the number that the people have handled themselves but not handed over to the government.”

Pei Zebi subconsciously touched the photo in his pocket. He obviously didn't expect Pingjin City to have reached this point. The terrifying appearance of the wasteland in the west of the city made Meng Qingyong, a tough guy who had been on the battlefield, feel a little lingering fear when he reported.

According to the preliminary statistics from yesterday's data, the daily death toll in Pingjin City is more than 200 people. If there is a delay of another ten days and a half months, the words "heaps of corpses like mountains" will really appear in reality.

Even though he was prepared in his heart, Ye Yibai couldn't help being startled when he heard Pei Zebi's words. He said with a serious expression: "Bacteria can survive in low-temperature frozen soil for more than three months, and ordinary burials cannot be treated harmlessly. If we don’t deal with it all the time, the entire west of the city will become a huge center for the spread of bacteria, and if we can’t control and eliminate this giant source of infection, then all the work we have done will be in vain.”

Ye Yibai mentioned this to Pei Zebi once yesterday, but for the people of the Republic of China who were born in an era when the corpses of comrades-in-arms were brought back to their hometowns for peace even in wars, the word "cremation" It's really appalling.

But because Ye Yibai was the one who proposed this idea, Pei Zebi did not immediately deny it, but was willing to choose to seriously investigate and then think about its possibility and necessity.

"It's correct that you didn't mention it directly at the meeting. Compared with the city and area blockade, the word cremation is more likely to trigger their sensitive nerves. I will have people block the west side of the city and prevent anyone from approaching. As for the idea you put forward, after the Nanjiang District achieves certain results in the fight against the epidemic, I will come forward to negotiate with the Jin army, as well as the other sizes of Pingjin City..."

"Pei Zebi." Ye Yibai interrupted Pei Zebi, "Mr. Zhou and the gentry and common people in Pingjin City, I will go and persuade them." He looked at Pei Zebi seriously, his eyes full of solemnity and seriousness.

The two looked at each other, and Pei Zebi was quickly defeated. He understood Ye Yibai's thoughts and persistence, but even so, there was still a trace of frustration in his heart for no reason.

Pei Zebi sighed softly, and walked to Ye Yibai, he leaned back shallowly on the back of the sofa, gently stroking the back of his young lover's neck with his right hand, "I thought I was capable enough to protect you Yes, but now you are walking too fast, I can't seem to protect you."

Pei Zebi was born in one of the most powerful families of this era. Even after he became an adult, the power of the Shiyi family had already declined, but Yu Yin was still enough for him to play an important role in Shanghai.From the perspective of outsiders, even Ye Mu and Ye Xian, in the relationship between Pei Zebi and Ye Yibai, it has always been Pei Zebi who has the initiative and has the upper hand. However, only he knows that until now, he has never followed Ye Yibai Hearing the words like like or love in his mouth.

Ye Yibai keenly sensed Pei Zebi's emotional changes. He raised his hand to cover the back of Pei Zebi's hand, his fingers penetrated into Pei Zebi's fingers, and then he clenched slightly, "Life is long, walking hand in hand won't be so tiring .”

"lifetime."

"Well, forever."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly felt that the mask on the other's mouth was a bit of an eyesore.

next day

Green pickup trucks full of soldiers appeared on the long-closed main road into the city of Pingjin. They passed through the center of Pingjin in an orderly row and drove towards Nanjiang District.

Under the "high-pressure" policy of closing the city and making it impossible to escape alone, this desperate city exploded with unprecedented power of action. In just one day, various departments of Pingjin City have already prepared for the closure of the city and regional blockade. All ready.

"Mom, mom, so many cars!"

"What... what is this for?"

"Hurry up, go back, don't look around, they have guns!"

Soldiers with full guns and ammunition got off the pickup truck one by one, and they were tightly wrapped in green military coats from head to toe. The soldiers all put on masks and gloves, only showing two eyes looking sharply ahead .

"Everyone is surrounded, for a limit of two hours. After two hours, you are not allowed to enter and exit at each intersection, and, at any time, you are not allowed to take off your masks and gloves. Do you hear me clearly?"

"Listen clearly!" The soldiers replied angrily.

After answering, under the guidance of the officer's gesture, the team dispersed "shua", and the soldiers sealed off all the intersections entering and exiting Nanjiang District with wooden guardrails.

At this time, there were still a few passers-by on the road, and their faces changed drastically when they saw this. They walked two steps quickly, but when they saw the murderous appearance of the group of soldiers with guns and ammunition, they were a little timid and did not dare to step forward.

In the end, a man who looked like a scholar strode forward and asked the soldiers on guard, "Sir, what happened?"

The soldier on guard looked down at the scholar, then glanced at a few people not far away who were shivering when they wanted to come, and turned to walk to the car not far away.

When everyone was at a loss, the soldier who had just turned around and left came back again. He walked to the original position with a big horn in his right hand and stood still. He said in a loud voice, "Two hours later, the whole Nanjiang District will be sealed off. People are allowed to come in and not to go out. If people don't stay here, they will have to leave."

Pedestrians on the street looked at each other, and then the people who came to Nanjiang District on business at the border of the two districts tentatively walked towards the guardrail. Seeing that the soldiers did not intend to stop them, they hurriedly left Nanjiang District.

The blockade of Nanjiang District was carried out very quickly and smoothly. Nanjiang District has the largest grain trade center in the northern region. Relying on this market, most of the people living in Nanjiang District are farmers and small and medium-sized traders. The news had already been received when it was drafted, and they left Nanjiang District overnight with their families.

Regarding this situation, neither the newly established Epidemic Prevention Office headed by Ye Yibai nor the Administrative Office represented by Zhou Haoren deliberately stopped it, because compared to the number of people in the entire Nanjiang District, these people are even a fraction of the population. It is not enough, and in the case of the entire city of Pingjin City being blocked, Nanjiang District, as a pilot, wants to achieve results as soon as possible. The departure of these "unstable factors" can even be regarded as a good thing.

Two hours is enough for people who come to Nanjiang District to do business temporarily to quickly leave the area that is about to be blocked.Bicycles and motorcycles drove onto the streets of Nanjiang District, and those grassroots chiefs and security chiefs explained the temporary blockade policy to the public loudly with loudspeakers.

In this era of lagging information, people’s sensitivity to policies is very low. Yesterday’s city closure and today’s regional blockade caused an uproar in some well-informed circles, but for ordinary people, until they see it with their own eyes When the soldiers with live guns and ammunition stood by the cordon, they had a sense of reality.

Some people ran out of the house anxiously, and some stood shyly at the door. On both sides of the street, doors and windows were opened one after another. They stood or leaned against the doors and windows, and their eyes all focused on the people on the street. In the loudspeaker.

"Citizens, the country has not given up on us. The great doctor who came from Shanghai yesterday has arrived in Pingjin City. He brought supplies and medicine. It said that our Nanjiang District is the largest grain trade center in the north. The food is all supplied by us. Only when we are well can Pingjin City and the whole of the north be well, so they will hurry up and help our Nanjiang District fight the plague in the past few days.

Now all intersections in Nanjiang District are closed. During the blockade period, there is no need for everyone not to go out, and wait for their respective bosses to come to register the situation of each house and distribute food and water.Every household must truthfully report symptoms of cough, chest pain, fever, headache, and vomiting. You know this disease. You can only wait for death at home and infect your family and neighbors. But go to the centralized isolation point with us. Let the big doctor from Shanghai see it, and there is still hope of survival.

Don't believe me, our entire city of Pingjin has already been sealed off. The rich and officials, as well as those foreigners are all sealed up in this city just like us. You can know this after a little inquiry, so this time The country really wants to save us, so let's get over it and treat it as saving ourselves.Afterwards, there will be work tents set up at every alley and intersection. The neighboring armor chiefs and security chiefs are on shifts. Everyone has something to say. We don’t guarantee that everyone will go well, but we will never let everyone stay at home and starve to death. ! "

There is more than one loudspeaker in the streets and alleys of Nanjiang District, and many people in ordinary clothes walked onto the street wearing masks. They did not have a unified manuscript, but told their neighbors about the closure policy in an almost rambling manner. .

This city has been ravaged by the plague for more than half a year. Every day, familiar people die. From panic to numbness, the people of Pingjin City are like a leaking balloon, watching their last breath. The tone is slowly escaping into the air bit by bit, their anger and resistance have long been smoothed out in a little bit of panic and despair.

This is a city like a pool of stagnant water. The common people will not listen to the impassioned proposals in the newspapers. Students and scholars are also choked by the shadow of death. In the first few months of the outbreak, they had already fled.

They are abandoned, and the people know this clearly in their hearts.Therefore, they will not believe in colorful articles, but only believe what they see with their own eyes.

Vehicles full of supplies passed through the warning fences at various intersections and came to the temporary tents. The people stared at the bags of rice, potatoes, and potatoes unloaded from the trucks, and their eyes gradually became peaceful. stand up.