Chapter 654： Chuanguihai

In the Mayo Clinic, Mu Tao looked at the pages on the notebook in front of him.

There was a huge earthquake in his hometown. He couldn’t feel any shock at the other end of the earth, but his heart was hurting.

When the earthquake occurred, it was more than 2 in the morning, and Mu Tao had just fallen asleep.

When he woke up and knew the news, there was already a lot of news on the Internet. He looked at the various messages that appeared on the notebook screen and it took a long time.

Without hesitation, he took the time and took the phone directly.

"Teacher, I want to go back to China." Mu Tao said firmly.

"Well, I booked the nearest ticket. I am going to the front line. Is there no civil aviation on the other side?"

"That troubles you." Mu Tao said: "I am really embarrassed, I really can't convince myself to stay at the Mayo Clinic."

Putting down the phone, Mu Tao began to book tickets and pack things.

There are not many things, and he has no time to take everything. Only with valuables, and the issue of the new TIPS surgery.

When pulling the trolley case out of the Mayo Clinic, Mu Tao felt the sun was very glaring.

Here, the sun is shining.

And what about that? What kind of scene is it?

With his eyes open, Mu Tao waited for the car to send himself to the airport.

While waiting, Mu Tao saw a yellow-skinned person doing something about the earthquake-stricken area.

Without rescue, the victims have suffered countless deaths and injuries... The people of life have shown a world of compassion and hopelessness to passers-by.

Mu Tao shook his head and was too lazy to watch their performance.

No rescue? Nonsense.

Everyone who has been thousands of miles away has to go back. They actually said that there is no rescue? It’s really huh.

Needless to say no, there is no place for the rescue team. The list of people participating in the rescue is a headache.

Mu Tao heard Wu Haishi Wu Lao in the mobile phone saying that the hospital medical department constantly received the letter of war, and even the blood book, and there was a tendency to resign and resign as a private identity.

If it were not for the military and railways, and for the transportation of strategic materials, it would be feared that people had secretly left.

The hospital tried to appease the number of the rescue team, but it was very expensive.

This is still a local hospital. Those military medical colleges and military hospitals are afraid that they will be established on the front line.

I hope I can go back and go. The teacher is going to brush his face... But Mu Tao has no guilt. At this time, I don’t want to ask for a quota. When will I want it?

He looked at the trolley and looked at the man across the road saying that the slobber was flying, and suddenly there was a familiar figure in his heart.

What is Dr. Zheng doing?

It should be to work hard for the Nobel Prize, it should be.

Soon, the car arrived.

Mu Tao got on the bus and looked coldly at the opposite scene. He didn't go up to talk to those people and explain the facts.

People will choose what they love to believe, not the facts.

These clowns, let them swear, a group of idiots, they should not, and can not waste time on this.

Just like calling someone to sleep, there is no need to reason with them.

Mu Tao got on the bus, closed the door and rushed to the airport.

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Inner Mongolia, Horqin right wing in the middle flag.

In the small dimethyl hospital, the interventionalian was ignored.

He signed up for the earthquake relief and was directly deleted from the name.

The interventional department is a wool department. Will it be emergency first aid? Is it younger than thirty-five? Nothing is up to the standard, have you gone to trouble the people in the disaster area?

Nonsense!

He was very depressed and walked back down his head.

The medical scorn chain always exists, and the interventional department in this dimethyl hospital is a small department that is despised by all departments and has no sense of existence.

Very distressed! Can not go to the front line, the interventional surgeon lost his soul.

Suddenly, the phone rings.

He picked up his phone and saw a strange name.

This is the same year that the Emperor’s friends arranged for a group of friends who came to Inner Mongolia to take the lead.

Interventional doctors arranged very well, and even camped in the desert, singing and dancing in the moonlight. Everyone is happy to leave and leave contact information. Because they are all friends, they have never deleted each other.

It’s just that I don’t basically contact myself. During the holidays, the group sent a message to greet them.

It is said that this person has a background.

Who knows, it has nothing to do with himself. The interventionalist is absent-minded to connect the phone.

"Hey."

"Liu Xuzhi?"

"I am Liu Xuzhi, what is Zhang?"

"The front line, go?"

There is no chilling, and the other person's words, like a knife, are directly on the heart of the interventionalian Liu Xuzhi.

His heart trembled and his hands trembled.

At the forefront of this time, there is nothing but there.

"Zhang... Zhang Ge, really?" Liu Xuzhi’s voice is not moving, happiness is too sudden, making him feel that he is dreaming.

"Can't go." The voice on that side was indifferent and somewhat impatient.

"Go, of course!" Liu Xuzhi realized that as long as he hesitated, the phone would hang up.

At this time, the patience of all people is almost exhausted. Simply put, it is ok to go or not.

Then, the other side said the way to contact him, and explained what kind of transportation, what position to see, and then fly together.

Putting down the phone, Liu Xuzhi still has a sense of unreality. But he did not suspect that the other party was cheating on himself, and immediately called his wife to tell her that she had to travel a few days.

Did not go home, simply cleaned up the toiletries in the department, bought a ticket, ready to embark on the high-speed rail to Hohhot.

Stepping out of the hospital at a brisk pace, see the hospital's volunteer team holding a red flag and waiting on the flat in front of the office building. The hospital sent two ambulances, they were sitting in an ambulance, carrying supplies, and they were about to leave.

Let you not take me! There is a different kind of emotion in Liu Xuzhi’s heart. Hey, I’m going to fly, definitely ahead of you.

This feeling is very good.

It’s like a piece of pie falling from the sky, so delicious.

When you drive, the most critical 72 hours have passed. It is estimated that the best job is to load and unload the mountain of relief supplies.

Liu Xuzhi involuntarily whistled, he suddenly remembered, he seems to have forgotten to take time off.

However, this thought was only a flash and then dissipated.

Leave, QTMLGB, please take a fake. Laozi is out of work, what can I do? !

However, WeChat said in the group of departments, it is still necessary, as for the fake... Anyway, Laozi is on the front line, and you will not give it.

Get on the bus and drive all the way to the high-speed rail station.

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The country has experienced a violent vibration, and countless people have rushed to the front.

They don't know what they can do, but they don't do anything, they always feel wrong, and their hearts are blocked, especially uncomfortable.

Like Mu Tao, who is far away from the Mayo Clinic, and Liu Xuzhi, who is in the right wing of Inner Mongolia Kerqin, there are countless others.

They are a small stream of tricks that come together.

Wan Hao into the water, confluence into the river, like a song of a slap.