Mr. Mo smells so good

In Mo Yuhui's video, he saw the child with a big face in front of the camera, gnawing a sausage in his mouth, eating very happily, with smiles on his brows and eyes, unlike yesterday's listless look in front of the camera, but he wants to travel thousands of miles , a smile appeared inadvertently.

After Chu Qing swallowed what was in his mouth, he made a sound

"You're too efficient, you really have so many delicious foods today."

Now that he had eaten what he wanted, his mouth began to sweeten. He completely forgot that he was still thinking about Mo Yuhui's stomach when he didn't see the food at noon.

"Fortunately, there are still goods around Hanzhou, otherwise it wouldn't be so fast. Is it delicious?"

Mo Yuhui looked at him with a smile and said.

Soon Chu Qing finished a Russian sausage, and found a half-cooked cheese from the bag, and nodded with a smile on his face while eating, like a little squirrel.

He made Mo Yuhui laugh like this, and the tiredness brought about by a day's meetings and a table of documents that needed to be reviewed seemed to dissipate when he saw his smile.

"Then eat more."

Chu Qing was eating half-cooked cheese and suddenly thought of something and raised his head

"Did you buy it for everyone in the hospital?"

Although he also felt that it was good to eat with these comrades in arms, he couldn't help but think that these things seemed quite expensive, right?

Mo Yuhui rubbed his waist slightly under the quilt with the hand that wasn't holding the phone, and nodded when he heard this

"Well, I donated all the shelter hospitals."

Sure enough, when Chu Qing heard it, he sighed and said

"How much does that cost?"

"There is not much money, but you are the only one who owns these things in your house."

I don't know why Chu Qing felt flattered when he heard this sentence, and continued to ask questions with a thick skin

"Will that happen every day?"

The man opposite looked at him with a doting smile in his eyes

"Every day."

While chatting with this person, Chu Qing solved his hunger problem, but he still did not forget to take a closer look at this person's face

"Have you given Li Jing a massage these two days?"

Before Mo Yuhui could speak, he said another sentence

"Don't lie to me, I can ask him directly."

Sure enough, Mo Yuhui stopped thinking about lying, and answered very sincerely

"I've been a little busy these two days, so I'll definitely press it tomorrow."

Chu Qing couldn't help frowning

"You said that I'm not afraid of spending money, and you're not in a hurry. Do you think there is such a chance to blackmail me everywhere?"

Before returning to China, he basically donated almost all the profits of the previous overseas organizations. He was willing to bleed once, but he didn't know how to cherish it.

Mo Yuhui nodded

"I see, tomorrow must be."

The two of them hung up the phone after Chu Qing finished eating, and Chu Qing didn't forget to ask him to sleep more tomorrow.

The number of medical staff infected has risen sharply in the past two days, which has aroused concern and attention from all walks of life.

Hospitals have also begun to focus on the physical condition of medical staff, and they will be isolated and monitored almost immediately if they have symptoms.

The shelter hospital where Chu Qing works has isolated 17 medical staff. He has also been working as a medical worker for infectious diseases for five years. This is the first time he has faced such a large density of medical staff infections.

He doesn't know if he can escape this time. There are only three days before the 15-day rotation time. After these three days, he may be quarantined in a hotel with good conditions. people video.

But this time God may have played a joke on him. With two days left in the rotation, he developed a series of infection symptoms such as fever and vomiting.

When he was taken away for isolation, Chu Qing even acted very calmly. In fact, during those years in East Africa, he was prepared for this day, but what he didn't expect was that he had nothing to do during the five years in East Africa, but when he returned to China, he encountered To such a thing.

The eyes of the colleagues around him who fought with him were all red, especially those who were in his group who were about the same age. Chu Qing was still wearing the white isolation suit, smiling at them through goggles and a mask waved

"Wait for me to come back."

This is not the first time such a scene has happened in the shelter hospital, and naturally it will not be the last time. In fact, everyone is prepared. Maybe he will be taken away for isolation next time, or he may be replaced by his comrades next time. taken away for isolation.

When Chu Qing was walking on the road in the isolation ward, his mind was full of thoughts. Perhaps because he was a doctor, he was used to seeing life and death, and lived more clearly than most people. Ask him if he is afraid?Naturally afraid, after all, few people in this world really take death seriously, but are you afraid?It seems that I am not very afraid. Although the death rate of this new virus has been higher than that of the epidemic pneumonia that broke out in China ten years ago, it has not yet reached the [-] to [-]% fatality rate of Ebola. Rate.

The thoughts in his mind were chaotic for a while, but the face of the "retired old man" appeared the most in this chaos. He didn't know what would happen if that person knew that he was infected. He could see the way that person treated him. He didn't care, so he had already decided not to let that person know, after all, he was not certain to die now, maybe he would be the same as those lucky patients, he would be cured and discharged in less than two weeks.

On the top floor of a high-end community in the upper city, a man in a black shirt was sitting on the sofa, staring at an email in the notebook on his lap, with a rare hesitation expression, this man was Aoye.

Song Yi had just packed up and came out of the kitchen. He walked up and took the notebook on his lap, pulled the blanket on the side and wrapped it around his waist and legs. The old injuries on Ye Ye's body were a little flare-up, and Song Yi had been at home handling official business these two days by his side.

"What's the matter, is there something wrong with the company?"

Cang Ye has always been straightforward and decisive in dealing with things, and Song Yi rarely sees such obvious hesitation on his face.

"If so, if a person has done a lot for another person without knowing it, and even suffered a serious injury, should he tell the other person?"

Cang Ye pulled the man to sit beside him and asked this question casually.

Song Yi's expression froze for a moment, before Cang Ye realized what he had just said, and was interrupted by Song Yi just as he was about to explain.

"Of course it should. This person may feel uncomfortable or feel guilty, but he has the right to know. It's up to him to choose what to do in the future. At least he won't leave any regrets in the future."

After hearing this, Ao Ye nodded lightly.

"Yes, he has the right to know."

Almost at the same time, he lowered his head and clicked the send button, and the email carrying countless messages was sent to Chu Qing's mailbox who should know all about it.

The author says:

I promise that the next chapter will cruelly abuse Chu Gouzi, which kind of physical and mental abuse

Only after I felt that I was infected with the virus did I know the truth, haha, it’s so sour to think about it

Hehe, what do you think Cang always feels when Song Yi says that the person who has been kept from the truth has the right to know everything?

Gather in the comment area, this article will usher in the worst moment

If you are short of books, you can read the two articles next door. Cang Ye and Song Yi are the deputy cp of Mr. Qi next door, a real crematorium story