In the temporary command center, the expert group is holding a tense meeting.

Faced with the inexplicable situation, all members of the expert group were confused, just like having congenital heart disease surgery, and they could always find some "surprises" after opening the chest cavity.

The textbook of "Infectious Diseases" describes similar situations, but it is extremely difficult to implement them in detail.

How to do each step requires consideration of the details. All of this must be thought about and prepared.

"There are few medical protective clothing, so it's better to use disposable surgical clothing instead." Mr. Huang sat on the chair and said in a deep voice.

He was a little haggard and tired, but his eyes were flashing with strange light.

The old man was trying hard to squeeze his energy, just like he was chasing Zhou Congwen with a broom.

Huang Lao, who usually looks old, looks at least ten years younger now.

"The most important mask is just in hand, and the rest are easy to talk about." Mr. Huang continued to say slowly, "The clinical frontline may not understand this protective measures. I will demonstrate later."

"When you go, see where my demonstration actions are not standard, and then find a young man to come..."

As he was talking, Deng Ming knocked on the door and walked in.

He bent down and possessed himself, and said a few words in Huang Lao's ear.

"Hmm?" Huang Lao was stunned, "Zhou Congwen recorded a teaching video?"

"Yes, boss." Deng Ming responded in a deep voice.

"It just so happened that I would like to make a demonstration, so let's take a look at Zhou Congwen's." Huang Laodao.

"Old Huang, Zhou Congwen is the new student you received? Everyone said that you chased him in the 912 compound yesterday with a broom, what's going on?" asked one person.

"The little boy is disobedient." Mr. Huang was still a little angry when he remembered what happened yesterday. "Let him do the surgery honestly and don't get involved in this matter. He insisted that he is also an expert. Expert, he is a bullshit expert."

"You also have respiratory diseases outside your chest..."

"Who said that we are cardiothoracic surgery." Huang Laodao.

"..." The man was stunned and then smiled, "Maybe Zhou Congwen has any solutions. What did Deng Ming say just now?"

"Zhou Congwen recorded a video of putting on and taking off protective clothing. I was going to show it. This little boy did it in advance." Old Huang whispered a little boy, but everyone could hear the pampering in his words.

"It's not to cover up the ugly things, time is limited, so take a look first." Mr. Huang said in a affirmative tone, "If it doesn't work, I'll do it and show it."

"You student really do anything," said the human, "I heard that surgery and interventional surgery can work with you?"

"Well, the child is pretty good, he's just a little stubborn." Mr. Huang gave a positive answer.

Deng Ming found a video recorder and a TV to play the video tape that was still very popular after just taking pictures.

Old Huang pondered, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind. His deformed fingers were banging on the wooden table unconsciously.

Yesterday, Zhou Congwen insisted that he was an expert in this area, and Mr. Huang actually believed this sentence deep down.

But who is not an expert here? The risks faced this time are far beyond imagination.

Zhou Congwen is a fire seed and must not take risks. If this kid doesn't let him come, he will record the video.

While pondering, Huang Lao thought about his closed disciple.

Hopefully he didn't waste time.

"Hello everyone, now I will show you the process of putting on and taking off protective clothing."

A familiar voice came out, and Mr. Huang saw Zhou Congwen appearing in the picture.

Zhou Congwen stands very straight, and the big man of 1.87 meters does have the style of a sub-model.

But he was wearing an isolation suit and looked heroic, and even through the screen, it was full of overflowing.

In the video tape, Zhou Congwen was wearing surgical gowns while explaining his actions.

The more Mr. Huang looked, the quieter he became. In less than 20 seconds, he completely emptied himself. His deformed fingers condensed in the air and did not knock them down for a long time.

What Zhou Congwen did was exactly the same as Huang Lao imagined, and was even more standard, more rigorous and more complex than Huang Lao himself who came to the stage to demonstrate.

The demonstration film was not long, only 5′23″, but in such a short time, the expressions of the experts in the conference room became serious and serious.

I had thought about giving Mr. Huang a face before, and it took a few minutes to delay, and some people even complained that Mrs. Huang was doting this closed disciple.

However, Zhou Congwen told everyone with practical actions what medical staff who want to go to the front line should do.

This set of actions is definitely beyond the cognition of 2003. It was a standard process that was tempered and refined in the future major event, and has undergone more severe tests and proved effective with facts.

In 2003, it was simply a magical skill.

After reading it a lot, someone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Huang, please give it to me, your student."

The words in my heart that were said like a joke proved the recognition of Zhou Congwen.

This set of protective clothing is smooth and smooth, at least no one can find any flaws or mistakes in a short period of time.

Even everyone present felt that this was the most correct way.

"It's impossible for you. I'm not obedient at all. I have to train well when I go back." Huang Lao Ning's finger in the air finally knocked off, and he smiled, "What do you think is wrong?"

"No." Someone replied in confusion, "Old Huang, have you done a similar drill on 912? I have never seen this set of actions, but what is certain is that if the clinical frontline is done according to the standards, the chance of infection will be greatly reduced."

"I haven't done it before. Even Class A is not considered a Class A. To put it bluntly, it's just a Class B infectious disease. What are you doing?" Huang Lao said, "I don't know how Zhou Congwen is. Maybe he used the results of an infectious disease expert on the Internet."

"I don't think there is any disadvantage, it can be used."

"agree."

"agree."

“…”

Time is tight and there is no time to appreciate it. After everyone expressed their opinions, where did the videotape be burned and the videotape was distributed to the front line as quickly as possible.

...

...

After Zhou Congwen finished recording the standard process, he packed his bags and prepared to return to the provincial capital.

I started preparing for it since I was reborn, but unexpectedly I asked the boss to use a broom to take it back for surgery.

When Zhou Congwen thought of this, he couldn't laugh or cry.

However, after calming down, Zhou Congwen was not very worried.

This incident is indeed a big deal now, but it comes and goes in a hurry, especially compared with what happened 17 years later, what is in front of me is something that cannot be as small as it can be.

The large-scale medical staff in the previous life were infected because they were not protected enough. They wore cotton masks and had almost zero defense. Isn’t that nonsense?
Chapter completed!