Jian Qing stared at the phone with only the busy signal in her hand, her eyebrows twitching slightly. miss you He really missed him This guy confessed to himself Go and be busy with your woman No matter how I listen to it, I feel like he is jealous.
It sounds like the two of them are so passionate about each other.
What are you messing with?
Forget it, let's save He Yiru's life first, and then comfort his injured heart later.
Seeing him doing first aid and comforting others all day long, he is almost going crazy with his work. mad dog It’s such a wonderful metaphor to describe yourself.
I really want to eat the moon in the sky Jian Qing shook her head helplessly, dropped her cell phone, changed out of her heavy isolation suit, and returned to the office to start preparing twenty design plans.
That night, the lights in the dean's office stayed on all night, and the lights in the isolation and care unit also stayed on.
At 8 a.m. the next day, the helicopter landed on the roof of Jiansu Hospital on time.
Jian Qing stood on the roof of the building with a thick stack of formulas in his hand.
His figure was thin but resolute.
The propeller stirred up the huge airflow and raised his white coat wantonly.
I looked at a team of doctors coming off the plane.
They were all wearing strict and clean white coats and carrying uniform professional medicine boxes in their hands.
Jian Qing shook hands with them one by one, expressed his gratitude for their arrival, and then took them into the experimental floor.
All the rooms were international master-class pharmaceutical preparation rooms.
Twenty top-notch pharmaceutical experts were assigned to different well-equipped laboratories.
Each person received a secret recipe for virus preparation, which is a unique patent in the world.
But if it is effective, Jian Qing would not mind giving him the opportunity to apply for a patent. them.
Jian Qing gave them a three-day deadline and required them to cultivate a pure target virus and pass Jian Qing's review before they could leave.
After Jian Qing explained the matter, the support team entered the laboratory.
He stood alone in the empty corridor.
The sound of wind echoed on the walls.
Facing the long and lonely corridor, he suddenly felt a little confused.
No one spoke.
The days when no one follows are indeed a bit unbearable.
After much hesitation, he finally decided to go to the isolation monitoring room to see He Yirui.
One night, twelve hours, seven thousand two hundred minutes, every minute is a battle of life.
The virus had begun to rage in He Yiru's body, and He Yiru bent over and walked into the bathroom, covering her painful stomach.
Jian Qing arrived at the door of the isolation monitoring room, held the handle, but couldn't open it after spending a long time.
He took out his work card and swiped it on the machine at the door.
"beep" The work card recognition was successful, but the door was still difficult to break into.
Only then did Jian Qing realize that the door was locked by He Yiru inside the house, and it was impossible for him to open it from the outside.
"Yi Ru" Jian Qing slapped the door panel with her palm.
He Yiru walked out weakly from the bathroom.
Hearing the knocking on the door, his abdomen hurt even more.
This time she didn't have to listen to him telling her the symptoms of the disease she was infected with.
She had already experienced it herself, and now she knew how pale her face was without looking in the mirror.
He Yiru did not open the door and carefully moved back to the hospital bed.
Jian Qing waited for a long time and still there was no movement.
This was an isolation room, and the door was very soundproof.
Even if he shouted, he might not be heard clearly inside
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