The prelude to the final battle gradually opened,

Countless workers were busy day and night, and one temporary hospital after another changed its appearance during the reconstruction.

Countless materials were transported from all directions from all over the country.

Countless factories began to modify production lines and entered a wartime production state, from automobiles, home appliances, chemicals, and daily neatly turned into masks, protective clothing, goggles, and disinfectant production plants.

25% of the country's ECMO is shipped to Tianhe City,

10% of the country's respiratory dysfunction doctors and nurses came to Tianhe City,

Hundreds of thousands of neighborhood aunties across the country worked day and night with volunteers to search for potential patients who might be infected.

The irritable old branch secretary at the grassroots level across the country is executing the national orders in his own way.

People all over the country stayed at home and quietly participated in this war that could not be seen but was extremely tragic with their actions.

This is a war without gunpowder.

There was a sound of cannon fire in everyone's ears.

Can't hide your strength and keep your low profile, can't hide in the Nine Abyss,

You can't bear it anymore, there is no need to endure it anymore.

Even people living on this land do not know how much power they can burst out.

In the face of a perfect virus, time is life. If you can’t fight for a long time, you will have a blitzkrieg and fight quickly.

Less than half a month after pressing the pause button in Tianhe City, a brand-new perfect virus of the century has not been fully explored, and this great country and all great people have launched a final battle against the vast unknown.

Win or lose

unknown

...

...

Ren Haitao was lying on the bed exhausted, and his wrist had already had an ulcer surface because he had been sticking to transparent tape for a long time.

But he had no time to pay attention to these things. After wearing protective clothing for a day, his whole body skeletons were about to scatter. He seized every time to recover his strength and welcomed the next shift.

However, the speed of physical recovery is getting slower and slower, and Ren Haitao also knows that he is on the verge of collapse. It is physical, not mental.

Fortunately, the next batch of medical staff have come to Tianhe for support these days. Ren Haitao has been looking forward to taking a vacation for the first time in his doctor's life. He lie on the bed and sleeping hard for a day.

He wore headphones and played the crosstalk of Deyun Club that he was so familiar with.

Teacher Yu Qian can support everything, and what Ren Haitao wants to become the most is a person like Teacher Yu Qian - to be an anesthesiologist who can implicate everything.

Usually he can fall asleep after listening to a few words, but perhaps he is too tired and his recent insomnia cannot even save crosstalk.

suddenly,

The headphones were taken off with one hand.

"Ren, what are you listening to?" Professor Barack's noisy voice came.

"Professor Barack, I'm listening to a traditional Chinese literary and artistic program - crosstalk." Ren Haitao tried hard to open his eyes, squeezed out a smile and replied.

"You should go and take a bath. I cleaned the bathtub," said Professor Barack. "Although that bathtub only looks like it can raise goldfish, the hot water will make you feel comfortable and drive away the insomnia devil."

Ren Haitao was stunned for a moment and said softly, "Thank you."

"Ren, I saw two new doctors today." Professor Barack said, "They came to Tianhe to support him voluntarily. My God, it's really hard to understand why they are willing to come here so dangerous?"

"How do you explain to you..."

"One of the doctors in their thirties was angry, like an angry bird, and kept nagging him about the most dangerous serious illness, not just a surgeon." Professor Barack said with a laugh, "When I see him, I think of my assistant. He was a simple child, and often fantasizes that one day the surgery level would surpass the great Barack."

Ren Haitao sighed. He knew that Professor Barack only needed one listener. As for the question just now, Barack could ask and answer it himself, and he did not need his own existence at all.

Sure enough, another Professor Barack appeared the next second.

"Barack, don't you imagine one day surpassing the great boss and surpassing the great devil in the mouths of everyone?"

"Silly thoughts, you know everyone will have, but not everyone has the potential to be a great devil."

"I warn you that this kind of dangerous idea is best not to have. Boss is stingy, and if you continue thinking about it, he will reveal the side of the Great Demon, allowing you to feel the flames from hell."

"It's only the 21st and 3rd body that I think so." Professor Barack nagged: "I have reached the peak of my physical strength and energy. Every surgery in the future will be the best surgery I have ever done since my doctor's life. This is the sorrow of mankind. But the boss is less than 30 years old, and his future is infinitely broad."

"Just you know, only the stupidest people, such as those idiots, scums in Mayo and Cleveland, and Bichi will choose to challenge the opponents they cannot defeat. Boss will always be a nightmare that they cannot surpass, and is the most real big devil."

Ren Haitao was sleepy and only heard it for less than 3 minutes.

Professor Barack's conversation is comparable to crosstalk, with fast speaking speed, clear speech, and content... Ren Haitao could not remember it anyway. After listening to a few more sentences, Ren Haitao's eyelids began to fight.

"Ren, I understand. The reason you have insomnia is because our warships have entered the South China Sea, and many countries and China have stopped shipping. Are you worried about the future?" Professor Barack asked.

"Professor, I'm not worried." Ren Haitao said, "If you hadn't told Teacher Wu, I wouldn't have known the news that the warships entered the South China Sea."

"The spokesperson of our business department was very happy to say that the epidemic in Tianhe will help the manufacturing industry return to our Greater America!" Professor Barack said.

"Professor, that's a question that others have to consider. I'm just a doctor."

"My God, how can you do this!" Professor Barack stared at Ren Haitao with wide eyes, "Don't you know what this means? India is ready, and their 460,000 hectares of land are ready to welcome the manufacturing chain transferred from your China."

"Professor Barack, I'm really just a doctor, but I think I have a little impression of what I say about India." Ren Haitao said, "I don't think they are reliable at all."

“That’s a huge country.”

"I know."

"That is a great country. During World War II, Churchill said that even if he could conquer the last person in India, they would never surrender!" Professor Barack waved his arms and said loudly.

Ren Haitao didn't understand the logic here, he just thought it was ridiculous.

Britain seemed to be besieged by a small number of Japanese troops at that time and then surrendered. Later, the Expeditionary Force went to rescue him, and they exposed the flanks of the Expeditionary Force and ran faster than rabbits.

That's it,

Is it meaningful to surrender or not?

And he also exhausted the last Indian... The logic of imperialism is really terrible.
Chapter completed!