Wen Feng has not struggled, he has thought about the possibilities after SARS, he has also thought about giving up his love, compared to life, love is too light, after all, he is just a mortal. But when I thought of the fetus in Yang Lu's womb that I had never even seen, when I thought of her facing the "pain of losing a child" alone, and when I thought that she was now alone in a prison-like ward fighting against the disease, and she was powerless and couldn't do anything for her, I couldn't help but hate my incompetence. After thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't give up Yang Lu no matter what, if he gave up on her, it would be like giving up the oxygen in the air and the fish in the water, would he still be able to live.....? If...... I also got SARS? So that I can be with Yang Lu, if we die together in this disaster and are buried in one place........ Thinking of this, Wen Feng couldn't help but feel a move in his heart again, strange things, he felt much more relaxed.

After returning home, he and his parents panicked and said that the company had called and needed to go back to work. In addition to complaining that the company he works for is unreasonable, Wen Feng's parents can only tell him to be careful and careful. Because they learned that Wang Lihua had been on the front line of the fight against SARS, Liu Haibin took care of his one-and-a-half-year-old daughter alone. Wang Lihua also said that 13 medical staff at her hospital were infected, and that the number of SARS infections was higher than reported by the outside world, so they were extra careful.

Wen Feng nodded in agreement, but his eyes were a little moist when he said goodbye to his parents.

He did not go back to Dongdaqiao, but went directly to Xidan, Wangfujing, Tiananmen Square, and other places where there were many people, but these former most prosperous places are now only a few people. The empty Tiananmen Square also did not have the lively scene of the successful bid for the Olympics, except for the occasional soldier wearing masks standing guard. Wen Feng couldn't help but sigh, he took off his mask, raised his head and breathed deeply in the spring air, is there also a SARS virus in the air, if so, come on.

For several days, it was like this.

After this Tianwenfeng sent some comforting words to Yang Lu at night, he couldn't help but smile bitterly while lying on the bed, people who don't want to get SARS can get it, but people who want to get SARS don't even have any symptoms of a cold, what is this? He suddenly thought of a word - hospital! There will always be a place there, and the chance of getting sick should be much greater, if you can go around inside......

Thinking of this, he immediately got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom, and took a cold shower. When he came out, his hairs stood on end, and goosebumps rose all over his body. When he slept, he was naked, thinking that it was wrong, he got up and opened the two windows to the maximum, moved the electric fan out, and pressed the switch on the place where he was lying, and then he lay down and "Meimei" fell asleep.

The next day, on the way back from duty, he felt a little sore in his throat, his body seemed to be a little wrong, and he had no appetite. When he got home, he took another cold shower and went to bed early as he did yesterday.

In the middle of the night, Wen Feng dreamed that he fell into the lava from the sky, and then was salvaged by something and hung in the air to freeze into ice. He picked up the thermometer next to his pillow in a daze and measured it: 39.3 degrees! Wen Feng endured the soreness caused by the fever on his body and looked up to the sky and laughed, and finally burned up!" In the entanglement of ice and fire, he finally looked forward to the dawn.

Wen Feng dragged his heavy body to the community hospital designated by Yang Lu's hospital first, he wanted to see if he didn't look like a plague before isolation.

As soon as he finished talking to the doctor about the fever of more than 39 degrees, the doctor grabbed the phone and called the 120 emergency center, and then walked quickly to the room without looking at him, leaving him alone in the doctor's office.

"Damn, I'm a sick person, I should be the object of comfort, okay!Why did you leave me here alone?" Wen Feng scolded secretly.

It didn't take long for him to be pulled into an ambulance by the emergency center staff who arrived. Growing so big, it was the first time he was pulled to the hospital by an ambulance to see a doctor, and it was not in vain! And the direction he went to was exactly where he thought about it.

With the sirens blaring, he was taken to the hospital and entered the emergency room surrounded by medical staff, a scene that made it seem like he was protecting the leader of a country or some important role!

Then the whole body is disinfected, clothes are changed, body temperature is measured, chest X-ray is done, and blood tests are routine...... During the diagnosis and treatment, you will also be asked some questions such as your workplace and the people you come into contact with, and time passes in these questions.

While waiting for the test results, a male doctor with only two eyes kept saying, "Hey, I'm too young, it's a pity!"

Wen Feng glanced at him and thought, "It's a pity, don't grind and chirp, hurry up and give it a good time!"

At this time, a doctor came in from outside with some slips, pointed at Wen Feng and said, "You have a fever caused by tonsil inflammation, it's okay, take some medicine and go home to rest!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

Wen Feng pulled the doctor and said anxiously, "Isn't it SARS?"

"No, you're lucky, there's a good chance that the guy who came before you. ”

Wen Feng said with a pleading face: "Why don't you trouble you to check on me? If the check is wrong, what if I am SARS?"

The doctor looked at Wen Feng in detail, looked at the list in his hand again, and muttered, "39 degrees?" He looked up and said to Wen Feng: "You are so strange, you are in a daze? Others are eager to leave here, you are good! You are still looking forward to SARS? Okay, okay! Go pay the money and get the medicine and go." ”

Wen Feng wanted to say again, the doctor had already gone out.

"Damn, I'm going back?, didn't I suffer this sin in vain?" Wen Feng sat there, he couldn't think of a way. Breaking into the SARS ward? If you can't see Yang Lu, you are disturbing public order and locking me up, but this is not necessarily disrupting order, hindering the rescue of people in the hospital according to one, special period, special treatment, and a sentence of several years? That is not cost-effective.

The doctor came back and saw him still sitting there, "Hey, why don't you leave, why are you stunned! Are you really not afraid of SARS? In this case, I'll give you some pioneers, or go back to your community hospital for injections!"

Wen Feng had no choice but to go out and get some medicine, and then walked downstairs to the isolated ward, he raised his head and looked helplessly at a window on the third floor, thinking that he could also go in to accompany her......

Wen Feng took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Yang Lu, and not long after, he saw the person who was thinking about it day and night, right there, waving his hand at him, but his brows were tightly knit and his expression looked much haggard. He also waved his right hand and smiled, but there was a pang of cramping in his heart.

Wen Feng didn't want to go anywhere else, he was only willing to be in a hospital with Yang Lu. After going back, he tried twice more, but he was beaten back, and the last time he actually met the male doctor again, and he suggested that he should go to the psychiatric department when Wen Feng's fever subsided.

Wen Feng lay on the bed and meditated hard, he tried several times but didn't get this disease, since God didn't let him get this plague, then there must be his reason, is it to let him wait for Yang Lu to recover from his illness? It must be yes! In the next two days, in addition to taking medicine on time and going to the community hospital for injections, the rest of the time was to run downstairs to Yang Lu's ward with his guitar and sit quietly, accompany her, and play the piano for her to relieve her boredom.

In order to prevent the SARS epidemic from continuing to spread, Beijing** has identified six designated medical institutions for the treatment of SARS. That night, SARS patients migrated in the city. Wen Feng could only watch from a distance as one car after another full of patients drove away, but he couldn't find the familiar figure in it.