Secret Marriage: Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

Even the people of the empire were not as panicked as they were last time after learning of this.

Li Qingcang first got the information of Mr. Qiu who was initially ill, and asked the Ministry of Health and the Ministry of Public Security to investigate what the six people had in common.

They must find the origin of the disease in the shortest possible time and start a new round of investigation through these places.

Ye Jinyu didn't care what Li Qingcang and Ye Tianxin would do.

He took a stack of letter paper and an oil-based pen, and handed them to all the medical staff one by one.

"My colleagues, SARS-2 is coming turbulently. For the hundreds of millions of innocent people behind us, we have to report our determination to die and start this battle. Please all my colleagues to show their determination to die and write a suicide note."

Lin Xianyin held this thin sheet of paper, her tears swirling in her eyes.

Is she dying?

Yes, she is dying.

When the SARS virus was spreading, some medical staff died in their jobs.

Their death is a glorious death.

Their names will be deeply imprinted on milestones in medical history.

For a while, the atmosphere in the conference room was exceptionally low.

All of them were sitting in the meeting room, quietly writing suicide notes.

This is the last letter, and the best letter for relatives.

But it turns out that at such a time, all people don't know what else they can say.

Lin Xianyin was the first to hand over his suicide note to Ye Jinyu.

"Mr. Ye, I will check the patient first."

"Ok."

One by one suicide note fell into Ye Jinyu's hands like snowflakes.

The weight of each suicide note seems to be a thousand catties.

Lin Xianyin went to Mr. Qiu's ward, and his body has been sent for medical dissection.

Through the mask, you can smell a strong smell of disinfectant.

With that kind of breath, Lin Xianyin's eyes were reddish, and her heart was like a knife, uncomfortable.

From studying medicine to becoming a doctor, in five or six years, Lin Xianyin also saw more birth, old age, sickness and death.

The hospital itself is a place where death and new life merge.

Here, she saw the deaths of many people and the lives of many people.

"It's me who is not good, if I start..."

Ye Jinyu calmly said, "Dr. Lin, I have seen your coping plan. Based on your experience, you are already a very good doctor if you can cope like this. You don’t need to blame yourself. There are always many things in life. It is unpredictable. The only thing you can do is to minimize the damage."

Lin Xianyin took a deep breath.

"Yes, this is a tough battle, I can't admit defeat."

Ye Jinyu looked at Lin Xianyin's face wearing a mask, and he smiled faintly.

"This is a war without gunpowder. This is not the first time nor the last time in the history of humans fighting the virus. Therefore, please cheer up and prevent this terrible SARS-2 virus from spreading faster. All of us must be prepared to fight..."

Ye Jinyu's voice was not over, but a nurse trot in.

"Dr. Lin, Dr. Ye, Pathogen No. 2 is sick!"

Ye Jinyu and Lin Xianyin trot into the ward of the second pathogen.

The second source of the disease is a pregnant woman who is six months pregnant, and her whole body is also full of hoses.

At this moment, she was trembling in the hospital bed.

Even the hospital bed made a creaking sound.