In the Mayo Clinic, Mu Tao stared at the webpage on his laptop in a daze.
There was a huge earthquake in his hometown. He, who was on the other side of the world, did not feel any tremors, but his heart ached.
When the earthquake happened, it was past two in the morning, and Mu Tao had just fallen asleep.
By the time he woke up and heard the news, there was already a lot of news on the internet. He stared blankly at the various messages that appeared on the laptop screen for a long time.
Without hesitation, he calculated the time and picked up the phone.
"Teacher, I want to return to China," Mu Tao said firmly.
"Okay, I'll book the next flight. I'm going to the frontline. Are there no more civil aviation there? "
"Then I'll have to trouble you," Mu Tao said. "I'm really sorry. I really can't convince myself to stay at Mayo Clinic."
Mu Tao put down his phone and started to book the tickets and pack his things.
There weren't many things, and he didn't have time to take everything. He only brought his valuables and the issue of The New TIPS Surgical Technique.
Medicine.
When he pulled his suitcase out of the Mayo Clinic, Mu Tao felt that the sunlight was very dazzling.
Here, the sun was shining brightly.
What about the other side? What kind of scene would it be?
Squinting his eyes, Mu Tao waited for the car to send him to the airport.
While waiting, Mu Tao saw a yellow-skinned man howling and describing the earthquake.
There was no rescue, and there were countless casualties among the victims … That lively and colorful scene described a sad and hopeless world to the passersby.
Mu Tao shook his head, too lazy to watch their performance.
No rescue? Nonsense.
He had to rush back even though he was thousands of miles away. How could they say that there was no rescue? Hehe.
If there was no such thing, it would be because there was no quota for the rescue team. The list of people participating in the rescue gave him a headache.
Mu Tao heard from Wu Haishi, Old Wu, that the hospital's medical administration division had been receiving requests for battle. There were even letters written in blood. It seemed like they would resign if they were not allowed to go.
If it weren't for the fact that planes and railways were controlled by the military to transport strategic resources, there would have been people sneaking away long ago.
The hospital tried its best to comfort them. The quota for the rescue team was very precious.
And this was only a local hospital. Those military medical universities and military hospitals would have long since been organized and sent to the frontlines.
He hoped that when he returned, he would be able to make it. His teacher had to go and show his face … However, Mu Tao didn't feel guilty at all. If he didn't ask for a slot now, when would he get one?
Carrying the suitcase, he looked at the person across the road, salivating. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his heart.
What was Doctor Zheng doing?
He should be working hard for the Nobel Prize. He should be.
Soon, the car arrived.
Mu Tao got on the car and looked coldly at the drama queen opposite him. He did not go up to reason with them and explain the truth.
People will choose to believe what they want to hear instead of the truth.
Let these clowns jump around. They're just a bunch of idiots. I shouldn't, and can't, waste my time on them.
Just like how he couldn't wake up a person who was pretending to be asleep, there was no need for him to reason with them.
Mu Tao got into the car, closed the door, and rushed to the airport.
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Inner Mongolia, Horqin Right Middle Banner.
In a small Tier 2 Grade A hospital, interventional doctors were ignored.
When he signed up for earthquake relief, his name was directly deleted.
What the hell was the Department of Interventional Medicine? Did they know how to perform emergency treatment? Was he younger than thirty-five years old? If they didn't meet the standards, wouldn't they be causing trouble for the people in the disaster area?
Nonsense!
He was very depressed and walked back dejectedly.
The medical chain of contempt always existed, and in this Tier 2 Grade A hospital, the interventional department was despised by all departments to the point that it had no sense of existence.
How distressed! Unable to go to the frontline, the interventional doctor was at a loss.
Suddenly, his phone rang.
He picked up his phone in a daze and saw a very unfamiliar name.
This was the leader of a group of backpackers arranged by a friend from the Imperial Capital to come to Inner Mongolia to play the year before last.
The interventional doctor's arrangements were very thorough. There was even camping in the desert, singing and dancing under the moonlight. Everyone had a good time and left their contact information. Because they were all backpackers, they had never deleted each other.
It was just that they basically didn't contact him. During the New Year, they would just send a group message to greet him.
It was said that this person had a background.
Who knew? It had nothing to do with him. The interventional doctor answered the phone absent-mindedly.
"Hello."
"Liu Xuzhi?"
"I'm Liu Xuzhi. What's the matter, Chief Zhang?"
"The frontline, are you going?"
There was no greeting. The other party's words were like a knife that directly stabbed into the heart of the interventional doctor, Liu Xuzhi.
His heart trembled, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.
At this time, where else could there be at the frontline?
"Brother … Brother Zhang, really?" Liu Xuzhi's voice trembled uncontrollably. Happiness came too suddenly, making him feel like he was dreaming.
"Are you going or not?" The voice on the other side was cold and a little impatient.
"Yes, of course I'm going!" Liu Xuzhi realized that if he hesitated any longer, the phone would be hung up.
At this time, everyone's patience had been exhausted. To put it simply, it was fine whether to go or not.
Then, the other side gave him the contact information, explained what transportation they would take, where they would meet, and then flew together.
After putting down the phone, Liu Xuzhi still felt that it was unreal. However, he did not suspect that the other party was lying to him. He immediately called his wife and told her that he was going on a business trip for a few days.
He did not go home. He simply packed up the toiletries in the department, bought a ticket, and prepared to board the high-speed train to Hohhot.
He walked out of the hospital at a brisk pace and saw the hospital's volunteer team waiting on the flat ground in front of the office building with a red flag. The hospital had sent two ambulances. They were sitting in the ambulances with supplies and were about to set off.
Who asked you not to bring me along! Liu Xuzhi had a different emotion in his heart. Hehe, I'm going to take a plane. I'll definitely arrive before you.
This feeling was so good.
It was like a pie falling from the sky, so delicious.
By the time you arrive, the most critical 72 hours will have passed. I reckon that the best job will be to load and unload the mountains of relief supplies.
Liu Xuzhi couldn't help but whistle. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask for leave.
However, this thought only flashed in his mind before it dissipated.
Ask for leave? F * ck, ask for leave. So what if I'm off the job?!
However, it was still necessary to inform the department group on WeChat. As for whether or not to give me leave … Anyway, I'm already at the frontline. I don't care if you give me leave or not.
He got into the car and rushed all the way to the high-speed train station without stopping.
..
The whole country experienced a violent shock. Countless people spontaneously rushed to the frontline.
They didn't know what they could do if they went, but if they did nothing, they would always feel that something was wrong. Their hearts were blocked and especially uncomfortable.
There were countless people like Mu Tao at the Mayo Clinic and Liu Xuzhi at the Horqin Right Middle Banner in Inner Mongolia.
They were like tiny streams that converged together.
Thousands of streams converged into a river, like a surging song.
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