On the last day of the end of 2019, the land of Jingchu still did not usher in a bright sunshine. The rainy weather that lasted for more than a month made the land wet and cold, which really made people feel uncomfortable.

Wuhan City.

At around five o'clock in the morning, a cold drizzle began to float in the sky again.

In the dark rain, private cars returning home during the New Year had already lined up long lines on the ramp of the Ring Expressway.

"What the hell is going on? I haven't moved for so long?"

As the voice of dissatisfaction sounded, the door of a Wuling Hongguang car opened in the distance, and a simple middle-aged man walked out of the car.

He looked about thirty years old, 1.73 meters tall, with short hair, a black leather jacket and casual trousers, and his honest face was covered by a thick medical mask and only showed a pair of shiny eyes, making him look full of competent, shrewd and reliable.

His name is Dukan, and he is the owner of a fast food restaurant. With his excellent cooking skills, he has attracted a large number of customers and accumulated a good reputation. Doctors and nurses from several nearby hospitals have asked him to order food.

After finishing his last day yesterday, Dukan packed his luggage and drove away from the early morning to prepare to go home for the New Year. Unexpectedly, it was blocked here for several hours.

Seeing the scene in front of him seemed to be gambled for a while, Dukan was very anxious and helpless.

With his toes on his feet, he looked at the sleeping dragon in front of him, Dukan could only helplessly shake his head and sit back into the car, continuing to wait with peace of mind.

"There was a traffic accident in the expressway ahead, and the road was congested. The estimated pass time was eight hours. Please shut down the engine on the spot and wait with peace of mind."

As the radio sound came from the front, Dukan lay back on his seat like a deflated ball.

Eight hours, I'm good at it.

Isn't this too long?

Dukan turned off the car, yawned, stretched, and simply lay on the seat and got up to sleep.

"Congratulations on your wealth, congratulations on your wealth..."

Soon Dukan fell asleep in a daze until the ringtone of his cell phone rang, and he gradually opened his sleepy eyes.

"Hey, hello, this is Dukan fast food..."

Dukan yawned, took out his cell phone and pressed the answer button of the phone.

"Boss Du, I am Xiaochen, a nurse in the Fever Department of the Third Hospital of the City. Please give us 31 boxes of fast food at noon...

Xiaochen, a nurse from the Third Hospital of the Municipal Hospital, Du Zhi knows it, but in recent years, I have less contact with takeaway apps. When I didn’t have these, I ordered food from him. What’s wrong today?

"Nurse Xiaochen hasn't answered your phone call for a long time. What's wrong with your voice? Are you sick?" After many years of patronage, although there have been changes, the change has been too big. Nurse Xiaochen's voice was extremely sweet in the past, but today I sounded tired and hoarse.

Dukan's concern made the other end of the phone silent for a few seconds, and his hoarse voice was still a little choked.

"Boss Du, a new pneumonia broke out recently. The hospital did not have any protective clothing. I couldn't bear to take off this outfit. If I took it off, I had to change it to a new one, so I haven't eaten or drunk for more than ten hours."

Haven't eaten or drunk for more than ten hours?! Dukan is a little suspicious of his ears.

"Nurse Xiaochen, I'm already on my way home during the Chinese New Year. Look at you order on the takeaway software." Dukan was actually not used to rejecting others, and he expressed apologies in his tone.

"Hey, the takeaway order has been refunded many times." Xiaochen was a little disappointed on the phone, but after a moment, he said in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, let's go buy some bread. I'm sorry, Boss Du, Happy New Year."

Dukan put down the phone and looked at the long Che Long, dazed in a daze. Is the epidemic so serious? Can medical staff not even have enough food?

Before Dukan could be stunned, his cell phone rang again.

"Boss Du, I am Xiaowen, a nurse from the respiratory department of the Third Hospital of the Municipal Hospital. Please give us twenty servings of fried pork rice."

Hearing the sound from the phone, Du Kan looked helpless and could only patiently explain that he had stopped business and was about to go home for the New Year.

However, his phone calls remained continuously.

"Boss Du, I am Xu Wen, a doctor in the Department of Respiratory Medicine of the Second Hospital of the City. Please give us thirty servings of braised pork rice at noon, and add one chicken leg for each serving..."

"Boss Du, I am Zhang Liang, a doctor in the fever clinic of the Second Hospital of the City. Please give me twenty-seven meals..."

"Boss Du..."

After receiving these ordering calls, Dukan felt a little overwhelmed.

This is the hospital he delivered food many years ago. Dukan has a chain of fast food. In the past few years, he always felt that medical staff worked hard. Sometimes the food was cold. Therefore, he sent several microwaves in the hospitals and departments that often ordered food, but they have not recovered it now and it doesn't cost much. And even after taking out, most of these medical staff placed orders with him on their mobile phones. For nothing else, besides the large amount of dishes, clean and hygienic, and good taste, maybe he was also moved by the thoughtfulness back then.

While these people were moved when they were most nervous, they were still filled with a hint of guilt and deep worries.

Since the outbreak of the new coronavirus these days, those medical staff have been working day and night on the frontline of the fight against the epidemic.

Now when they are preparing to go home, they are still sticking to their posts and still calling to order food as always.

"Is it really good for me to leave at this time? The medical staff put their last hope on him. When they heard that he could not deliver food, they casually said that they would buy bread and instant noodles. Can it be nutritious?" Dukan asked himself in his heart.

"Forget it, don't worry, go home for the New Year first, I haven't been back for more than two years."

Then, he made up his mind and stopped engaging in this issue.

He raised his head and looked at the long dragon who was still sleeping in front of him. Du Kan looked helpless and took out his cell phone and browsed TikTok to pass the time.

"Due to the outbreak of the novel coronavirus, there are shortages of vegetables, fruits and meat in many supermarkets in Wuhan. At the same time, many shops and restaurants have closed one after another. Even some restaurants near the hospital are no exception. Many hospital medical staff may face the problem of difficulty in eating..."

Looking at the Douyin video just released and looking at the Dukan fast food flashing through the video, Dukan was stunned and looked surprised.

Obviously, he didn't expect to see his fast food restaurant on Douyin, although the picture just flashed away.

After a moment, Dukan couldn't help but fall into silence and thought.

Usually, medical staff from many departments of the Third Hospital of the Municipal Hospital and the Second Hospital of the Municipal Hospital will give their home a good review on the software, which is a habit and an encouragement. Now that they are closed, what should they do and where to have a meal?

But, should they be able to find other takeaway delivery?

Dukan comforted himself in his heart.

However, even so, he was still a little worried. After all, many restaurants near the hospital in the video chose to close.

How about calling back and asking?

After a while, Dukan picked up his cell phone and dialed the call number he had just called in succession.

"Nurse Xiaochen, I am Dukan Fast Food. Have you solved your meal problem now?"

"What? Not yet? All nearby restaurants are closed? Bread is hot?"

When Dukan got their answer, he was shocked. He obviously did not expect that these medical staff had not actually ordered a meal.

"How about this, I'll find a way to get some dishes now. I'll send them to you later when I'm ready. What do you think?"

"Really? That's great. But, Boss Du, aren't you going home for the New Year?"

"Go home for the New Year? I haven't said I'm going home for the New Year. You must have heard it wrong. So let's do it first. I'll go buy vegetables first, and I'll cook the meal and bring it to you."

"Hello, thank you!"

Looking at the hanging up call, thinking about what he had just said by a devil, Dukan really wanted to slap himself hard.

At this time, the road ahead was finally cleared, and the sleeping dragon slowly woke up, and the vehicle galloped forward.

Dukan followed quickly in the vehicle.

However, he did not enter the highway and went home, but chose to turn around and head straight to the vegetable market.

Now the country advocates the nationwide fight against the epidemic, and everyone is making silent efforts to contribute to the fight against the epidemic.

The doctors and nurses in the hospital are even more struggling on the front line of the fight against the epidemic and are important fighters in this national fight against the epidemic. How could Dukan make them unable to eat?

Although Dukan is just a small restaurant owner, under the leadership and influence of the Party, he deeply loves this country.
Chapter completed!