Things get very complicated when they are involved with those crazy people, but Liang Baoguang trusts his own judgment, a terrorist with a determination to die cannot run to the hospital to ask for help, and this boy is only fourteen or fifteen years old, he does not look like a ruthless person with a deep heart and can carry out conspiracies.

"Dr. Leon, I can understand your humanitarian feelings, but as federal agents, we have to think more about national security, and we will not let go of any possibility. "The butt decides the head, and the FBI agent Bolton is not unaware that this black kid may have been deceived, but he can't risk the safety of the people of New York, and they can only treat him as a terrorist suspect until the decisive evidence appears.

Liang Baoguang nodded helplessly, he has the strength to diagnose, so he naturally has the confidence to dictate to the doctors, but he can't rely on these to direct the actions of the federal agents, he turned his head to look at the black boy who was awake in the isolation room, and knocked on the glass to attract the other party's attention, "Hey, what's your name?"

Grateful to the doctors for saving his life, the boy honestly reported to his family: "My name is Huangtaipu Mahatiyaremenvis Ussuri Medwick Festibea......"

"Stop, stop, don't you have a nickname?" I have long heard that African names are very long, and Liang Baoguang's own imperial chef name in FGO is "Oh, the European relief eats me a shocking spear", but this kid's name is too long, and it is obvious that there is a longer paragraph behind him when he doesn't change his rhythm. In the past, he didn't understand where the black uncles' own Rap talent came from, but when he heard the name of this kid, he understood, calling a name is like reading the Rat Treasure, and he can't be strong if he wants to.

"Oh, my family calls me Becky. The black boy with a particularly long name smiled innocently.

Xiaobei, did your parents ask Victoria Beckham before giving this nickname? Liang Baoguang was shocked, you can also use the nickname of the world's most beautiful man, but now is not the time to care about those details, "How did you come to New York this time, was you introduced?"

"There was a man who came to the village and showed us that he had made a lot of money buying traditional African handicrafts in New York, and said that if anyone wanted to share half of his income, he would buy a plane ticket and send him to work here. I also wanted to make a lot of money, so I listened to him, but I didn't expect to feel uncomfortable as soon as I got off the plane. Xiaobei had a pained look on his face, he was the best English child in the village, he could understand every word Liang Baoguang and they said, and he also knew how terrible the Ebola virus was, "Before he got on the plane, he gave me a passenger vaccine, it should be ...... at that time"

For safety reasons, many travelers from Africa need to be vaccinated in advance, Liang Baoguang heard this kid crying sadly, it is estimated that the real thing should not have run away, "Then do you remember what that man looked like, or any other useful information?"

Of course I do, but I don't know his name, and I just heard others call him Anger. Xiaobei looked resentful when he mentioned that man, because his life was probably coming to an end, "I am the eldest son in the family, and my sick mother and young siblings need me to support them, what can I do now!"

Liang Baoguang can't control those things, he's just an ordinary doctor, not anyone's savior, "Agent Bolton, let the NYPD people paint the portrait, this should be rewarding, as this kid said, that guy should often go back and forth between New York and Tripoli." ”

"Of course, you don't have to worry about it. "The investigation is a matter for the FBI and the NYPD, and it is not the turn of a doctor to point fingers.

When the two men in black were about to leave the isolation ward, Liang Baoguang moved to block them, his expression was extremely serious, "Please be sure to investigate this matter in depth, just as this is my personal request, is it okay?"

The federal agent named Bolton's eyes flickered, but in the end, he nodded solemnly under someone's forced gaze, "Yes." ”

The so-called patriots of the Hope Nation regard the interests of their country as the destiny of heaven and override everything else. According to the usual practice of the Investigation Bureau, this dangerous factor is naturally the sooner it is killed, the safer, as long as they delay and wait for the child to die of illness, the rest of the things can come slowly, but Liang Baoguang's professional ethics do not allow him to watch this kind of thing happen in front of him, "Thank you." ”

After the Bureau of Investigation and the New York Police Department left, Alan Wilson walked in and whispered the sad news to Liang Baoguang's ear, "Your mother, Mrs. Liang, is here and is sitting in the rest area on the first floor waiting for you to pass, what should I do now?"

"Are the hospital guards all rubbish, how can you let her in?" In order to prevent the spread of the Ebola virus, the Lower Town branch of the Presbyterian Hospital has been completely closed, and no one can leave the place until the situation is clear, and in the same way, outsiders will not risk their lives to enter.

Alan Wilson spread his hands very innocently, the woman was notoriously not giving face to anyone, and the president in front of her was so scared that she couldn't come down, "She came as a senior executive of the Life and Health Group, and said that she would evaluate the crisis response plan, which involved a whole year's insurance plan, and the board of directors didn't dare to stop her." ”

"Then go and greet her, I'm leaving. When Liang Baoguang was at work, he was most afraid that his family would be by his side, which would interfere with his thinking and affect his state, so he refused to let Krystal accompany him to the hospital, "I'll go and rest first, and just notify me when the blood test results come out." ”

"Dr. Leon, look at the patient!" the nurse interrupted the conversation, pointing in horror to the other side of the glass in the isolation room.

Liang Baoguang turned his head to see that the African boy named Xiaobei was already vomiting blood, "Xiaobei, you have to get an oxygen mask, and it hangs on top of your head." Damn, I said there should be at least one paramedic in a hazmat suit on standby, where did the people go?"

"Went to eat. The nurse next to her whispered.

"Where's the handover?" Liang Baoguang glanced at the wall, and the four sets of protective clothing were all hung on one by one.

A man rushed in in a panic, "I'm sorry, I went next door......"

Liang Baoguang punched the male doctor in the face viciously, not obeying his orders was just a trivial matter, but because of this nonsensical mistake, the patients inside were in danger, which was the most intolerable dereliction of duty in the hospital. The patient struggled to get up, but his arm slipped and fell to the ground, and he saw the bruises on his forehead bulging, "It's too late, you all leave the ward, now!"

Before anyone else could react, Liang Baoguang had already slapped the switch to open the glass door of the isolation room, and walked to Xiaobei, who was suspected of Ebola virus infection, without protection, "Meeting me is the greatest luck in your life, if your life doesn't end today." ”