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On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, at two o'clock in the morning, the Jiangcheng Prevention and Control Headquarters announced that from ten o'clock in the morning, the city's buses, subways, ferries, and long-distance passenger transport operations will be suspended, and the exits from the airport and railway station will be temporarily closed.
The news of the traffic closure was released in the middle of the night, like a huge thunder. The thoroughfare of nine provinces with a population of over ten million has directly entered an extraordinary period.
Going to work early in the morning, Pei Jing received a notice from the courtyard, asking her to get ready and go to Jiangcheng to support at any time. After finishing the work at hand in the morning, Pei Jing quickly devoted herself to the new type of pneumonia-specific protection training course organized by the hospital.
The next day, I really had to set off for Jiangcheng. This night was destined to be a sleepless night. The more Pei Jing couldn't sleep, the more irritable she felt.
The blood in the veins seemed to be churning and boiling in the midst of the thoughts in his mind. Her temples were throbbing, she couldn't lie down anymore.
Pei Jing walked to the closet and found a piece of white clothing at the bottom of the box. There was an oval full-length mirror embedded in the wall, and she buttoned up her clothes one by one in front of the mirror. It turned out to be a white coat with an oversized figure.
She glanced at the glasses out of the corner of her eye, always feeling that something was wrong. When my father was alive, he wore a white coat under the lamp, and the color looked snow white.
Probably because the lights in the bedroom were not bright enough, but looking in the mirror now, the clothes turned out to be dark and yellowish. This is a relic left by her father, Pei Zhen. In these years, Pei Jing has never been willing to touch it.
After all, it was because of this trip to Jiangcheng that she was willing to turn over from the bottom of the cabinet. Her fingertips slid across the inner pocket of the white coat, and the word "Zhen" was embroidered inside. This embroidery was delicate and soft, and only her mother could embroider like this.
Pei Jing rolled up the long cuffs little by little, then closed her eyes, folded her hands on her chest, and murmured, "Dad this time, we're going out together."
Before leaving, the hospital held a small-scale mobilization meeting, and relevant city leaders came to cheer for the big guy. After the meeting, everyone took the unified bus to the airport and prepared to take a chartered flight to Jiangcheng.
On the bus, all the doctors and nurses closed their eyes and meditated. Although they haven't arrived at the scene in Jiangcheng yet, everyone knows in their hearts that this will be a tough battle.
Pei Jing turned on her mobile phone, looking at Zhimian's WeChat profile picture in a daze - it was a family photo of their family of three when the moon was full of joy.
The sound of the bus engine came from time to time. Pei Jing leaned slightly on the back of the seat, supported the window sill with one hand, and looked at the night view of Shanghai passing by from time to time outside the window.
Like lightning, the neon lights on the street split into the car from the window, reflecting Pei Jing's thin and pale face with a slight blue light.
She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and then typed a line on her mobile phone, but she didn't send it out for a long time.
"Xiao Pei, what's the matter, what's on your mind?" Liu Yongqing, the director of the respiratory department sitting at the side, saw Pei Jing's restless look, and asked with concern.
Pei Jing smiled and shook her head: "It's nothing, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm still a little sleepy now."
She gritted her teeth and pressed the send button, then quickly set the phone to airplane mode.
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At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Pei's house in Hangzhou was already silent. After a noisy day, Lele finally fell asleep at this meeting. He Zhimian tucked the bedding for the child, then tiptoed out of the room and checked the doors and windows of the living room.
Everything was fine, he went into the kitchen and poured a glass of warm water, took a sip to moisten his throat. The phone rang with a "ding", He Zhimian glanced at the screen of the phone, it was a WeChat message from Pei Jing.
He swiped the screen and took a look. A short line of text, like a huge wave, rolled out of the phone, and he was caught off guard.
But I saw it said: "Zhimian, I'm going to Jiangcheng to support the front line tonight. You and Lele, take care, don't tell my mother about this." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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