(655 was arrested, I was revising the article before, so this chapter has not been finished. I will take it out as soon as possible. Book friends who haven't read this chapter, please postpone it and read it again)

November 15, 2008 at 5 pm, Raleigh Durham International Airport

A 40-year-old middle-aged man walked into the airport pick-up hall.

He was wearing a tan hair, a suit, a clean shirt and a tie, and a briefcase in his hand. He was dressed like a typical American elite white-collar worker. From the beginning of entering the door, the man's eyes moved back and forth between the watch, flight dynamic information screen and exit.

Even in the comfortable November, the nervousness and uneasiness were still covered in sweat on this person's face.

He held his energy and his face was filled with anxiety. He couldn't help but sigh in relief after seeing the delayed time beside the words "seattle": "Thank God, I finally caught up..."

It was only then that the man realized the steaming heat on his body, and took off his coat and found a seat next to him.

Although the extremely bad things showed signs of improvement, his crisis was not completely resolved, and he still needed to report to his superiors.

"Hey, director, it's me."

“…”

"It should be because of the weather here, the flight was delayed, and the plane had not arrived yet."

“…”

"Well, I will send them there right away when people arrive."

“…”

"rest assured......"

After hanging up the phone, the man breathed a sigh of relief, but the string in his mind did not dare to relax. He looked at the information screen again, and after confirming the time, he ran to the consultation desk to inquire about the flight situation, and then relaxed.

There is no smoking at the airport, otherwise he will definitely come and relieve himself of his fatigue.

At this time, the phone rang again, and the caller ID was the name of his old friend Coent: "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Chris, have Qi Jing and the others arrived?"

"Not yet, the flight was delayed." A low thunder sounded in the man's ears. Although it sounded far away, it was enough to affect the take-off and landing of the plane. "It is estimated that it will take about half an hour to arrive."

"Oh..." Coent sighed, "Come to me when someone arrives."

"Yeah, sure." Chris hung up the phone again.

Although the call time between the two phones is not long, in just a few minutes, Chris's face seemed to become the Mona Lisa in Leonardo da Vinci's painting. Under the "gradual coloring" style, gratitude, disgust, apologize, and worry are like pigments squeezed into the palette, constantly twisting and intertwining each other, restraining and restraining, and colorful.

"I hope things can pass as soon as possible..."

.........

Chris and Coent are different. This difference is not only about the work of the two, but more about their attitude towards Qi Jing.

Coenter regarded Qi Jing as his student. Since he came to the United States five years ago, the old man has admired his talent very much. It was also from that time that Coenter always wanted to keep Qi Jing by his side, teach him personally, and even encourage him together on the front line of the emergency department.

Unfortunately, Qi Jing didn't mean to go to the United States, so he didn't think so far at that time.

Coenter also focuses on guidance and promotion, and can be seen from SCI's papers to current recommendation letters. This feeling has risen to the height of change of concepts. From the inadvertent white supremacy at the beginning to the extraordinary acceptance of Xu Jiakang's study and investigation, the impact Qi Jing brought to him back then can be seen.

So this time Qi Jing went to North Carolina, Coent was really angry, but he was more worried.

There is no need for a young doctor with such potential to go to this muddy water.

In comparison, Coenter's friend Chris is much stranger to Qi Jing.

Because of Qi Jing’s inadvertent view, he achieved good success in his research on purple urine bag syndrome. Chris’s sense of identity with this young Chinese doctor is more inclined toward academic work, and there is also a hint of gratitude.

Of course, whether it is recognition or gratitude, there is a boundary in Chris' heart.

As long as Qi Jing meets the requirements of niaid within the specified range, he can serve as an introducer and send Qi Jing to niaid. It would be a bit of a problem to reveal the cluster infection that was told to keep silent.

Actually, Chris didn't want to say it from the beginning.

But he was quick-talking and he could get rid of the matter if he was not careful.

The problem of the North Carolina family had nothing to do with Chris's Niaid, and was completely handled by the local CDC and the hospital. The clues were only reached at the director's level and were not uploaded. Chris was entirely because he accidentally heard the director mention it while eating, which aroused his interest.

After inquiring, I found out that the North Carolina family had symptoms of severe flu one after another.

Originally, the matter ended here, and he didn't think about talking on the phone with Qi Jing. It was just that in less than a month, the flu of the North Carolina family spread to the entire state and had already extended its tentacles outside the state.

There is an influenza season every year in the United States, and it is not surprising that large-scale influenza cases have occurred.

But this time it's a little different.

First of all, the infection speed is too fast, and secondly, the symptoms are generally severe, so the local CDC and hospitals are overwhelmed. After reporting, Niaid set up a special research team and led the director to personally go to North Carolina.

Chris is one of them, and his main responsibility is to crack genetic sequences.

The entire itinerary is kept confidential, but unfortunately the level of confidentiality is not high, and most people in the circle know it. After all, the flu season is not a strange thing, and at the beginning, everyone did not take this incident in North Carolina too seriously.

It is precisely because of this that Chris still kept in contact with the phone.

Until yesterday afternoon, when Qi Jing was asking about the flu, he inadvertently revealed his whereabouts. In fact, he just said casually, complaining about the contagiousness of the outbreak of the flu, but unexpectedly he was caught by Qi Jing.

Unless it is something that cannot be mentioned at all, it is very difficult to avoid his questioning.

After a few words, Chris said "north    carolina".

When he first said it, he did not regret it. It was just a state name. It was no secret that this matter had been spread between CDC and Niaid. Besides, no one knew about Niaid's location in the North Carolina Laboratory. Before Chris' consent, Qi Jing came to North Carolina just to find a needle in a haystack.

He obviously underestimated the ability of this young Chinese man.

Looking back on yesterday's conversation, Chris wanted to slap himself twice.

"Teacher Chris, I'm really interested in the flu..."

"If you are interested, there is no need to come here specially." He didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at that time, and he felt that Qi Jing would not fly over at all. "When I have a result, I'll just tell you it."

It’s a pity that Qi Jing’s heart had already flown to North Carolina at this time: “Have the earliest source been found?”

"That's it..."

"It seems that I found it."

“…How did you know?”

"Since you don't want me to go, it's already explained the problem when you hesitate."

Chris didn't understand what he was saying at all, but he just told him intuition that he must not let the child come over: "You don't need to come over, you can't come in at Niaid's lab. Besides, I'm locked in now and can't get out at all. What can you do when you come?"

"Go to the hospital to see what the patient's symptoms are like."

When Chris heard this, he began to feel harsh, "The director will definitely not agree. You are already planning to enter Niaid. Now, how can you apply for a job after leaving a bad impression?"

"Then I'll come to see that Director Siphe in advance."

"Don't ask me a problem, boy!"

"It's okay, I'll see you sooner or later."

"Qi Jing, I must remind you."

Chris was originally struggling, but when he looked back and thought about it, Qi Jing didn't know where he was, so his attitude changed a little: "First of all, the director will definitely not see you. Secondly, North Carolina is so big that you can't find us at all. Finally, you don't have a medical license, and you can't enter the isolation ward even if you go to the hospital."

After hearing this, Qi Jing smiled and replied, "First of all, I know where you are."

Chris frowned: "Where is it?"

"When it comes to North Carolina, the most famous one is the University of North Carolina's Chapel Hill." Qi Jing explained, "Molecular biology and pharmacy there are originally signs, and there are so many laboratories. You should probably be there."

“…”

"Secondly, the director will definitely meet me."

(segmentation)

November 15, 2008 at 5 pm, Raleigh Durham International Airport

A 40-year-old middle-aged man walked into the airport pick-up hall.

He was wearing a tan hair, a suit, a clean shirt and a tie, and a briefcase in his hand. He was dressed like a typical American elite white-collar worker. From the beginning of entering the door, the man's eyes moved back and forth between the watch, flight dynamic information screen and exit.

Even in the comfortable November, the nervousness and uneasiness were still covered in sweat on this person's face.

He held his energy and his face was filled with anxiety. He couldn't help but sigh in relief after seeing the delayed time beside the words "seattle": "Thank God, I finally caught up..."

It was only then that the man realized the steaming heat on his body, and took off his coat and found a seat next to him.

Although the extremely bad things showed signs of improvement, his crisis was not completely resolved, and he still needed to report to his superiors.

"Hey, director, it's me."

“…”

"It should be because of the weather here, the flight was delayed, and the plane had not arrived yet."

“…”

"Well, I will send them there right away when people arrive."

“…”

"rest assured......"

After hanging up the phone, the man breathed a sigh of relief, but the string in his mind did not dare to relax. He looked at the information screen again, and after confirming the time, he ran to the consultation desk to inquire about the flight situation, and then relaxed.
To be continued...