Reborn as Zhao Ruilong of Handong, I will defy fate.

Yanjing International Airport.

Outside the cordon on the tarmac.

Dai Pingwei stood anxiously in front of the Audi.

In less than ten minutes, Director Zeng had already called to inquire.

Dai Pingwei really wanted to reply to him, "The plane is still in the air, what can I do?"

We have already used our authority to allow the plane flying from Gyeongju to take a shorter detour and land first, and it is expected to arrive 20 minutes earlier than usual.

What other options do I have?

Are you suggesting that airlines should order pilots to perform a dive landing near the airport, disregarding the safety of everyone on board?

It was just to get ventilators that were airlifted in; obviously, there was no need to disregard flight safety.

Even though the weather is sunny and breezy today, perfect for flying.

Even though Zeng Weili was coughing very badly in the hospital and urgently needed a ventilator.

Pacing back and forth, Dai Pingwei glanced at his watch several times.

at last.

Director Zeng Wensheng's third follow-up call didn't come; the plane roared to a stop and landed.

"Quickly, everyone get ready!"

Dai Pingwei turned around and shouted a reminder.

The rear door of the van next to the Audi was quickly opened.

Some people brought small carts, some brought ropes, and some prepared foam mats...

As the aircraft followed the tower's instructions, it slowly taxied to the apron.

Dai Pingwei really wanted to rush to the plane immediately.

However, since both main engines are still running, we obviously can't rush through yet.

Suppressing their excitement, they waited for the engine roar to gradually subside, and for the ground crew to place the warning cones before opening the cargo door...

"Quick! Follow me!"

At Dai Pingwei's command, the crowd rushed forward as if they were robbing someone.

At that moment, how could he care about his high rank?

All he wanted was to find the ventilator and get it to the hospital as soon as possible.

So Dai Pingwei was even more efficient than the airport loading and unloading workers, quickly slipping into the aircraft's cargo hold.

Although there was a lot of passenger luggage and checked cargo in the cabin, Dai Pingwei, who had received photos of the boxes in advance, still quickly found three large boxes.

A group of people then quickly moved the box out of the cabin, swiftly transferred it to a van, and secured it tightly...

As for Dai Pingwei, he immediately called Zeng Wensheng.

"Director Zeng, the plane has landed. I've found the ventilator. I'll load it onto the truck and send it to the hospital right away!"

"Don't worry, I've arranged for a police car to come; they'll get there as quickly as possible!"

"Okay, I'll notify the hospital immediately and get them ready to receive you!"

After hanging up the phone, Dai Pingwei shouted:

"There's no time! You guys stay in the carriage and hold the suitcase steady!"

"Let's go, hurry! We must get to Xiehe Hospital as fast as we can!"

Soon, an Audi with a white license plate and red lettering led a van and sped out of the airport.

Just as they were about to enter the airport expressway, two police cars that had been waiting in advance quickly turned on their warning lights and sounded their sirens.

They then escorted the Audi and the truck onto the airport expressway, speeding and overtaking other vehicles recklessly towards the city.

After exiting the airport expressway and turning onto the East Second Ring Road, the convoy continued to travel at an extremely high speed. As it exited the ring road and entered the city streets, it ran red lights and even drove against traffic.

In the end, the journey that usually takes nearly an hour by car was completed in just twenty minutes.

As soon as the van stopped in front of the outpatient building, someone immediately opened the door to unload and unpack the goods.

Soon.

A brand-new medical ventilator was pushed to Zeng Weili's bedside by the doctor.

Dai Pingwei didn't dare to stay in the ward for long.

Although he knew he had definitely been infected long ago, he was just in the incubation period and had not yet shown any symptoms.

But the room was full of patients, all coughing violently, so even with a mask on, it was obviously best to stay away.

After leaving the ward, Dai Pingwei quickly took out his phone and called Zeng Wensheng.

"Director Zeng, the ventilator has been delivered to Weili's bedside, and the doctor is preparing to put it on her!"

"In addition, Jingzhou not only sent two brand-new medical ventilators at once, but also many home ventilators."

"When we were unpacking the boxes, we also found that they had squeezed in a lot of medical supplies such as medical masks, disinfectant alcohol, and protective suits."

"Okay, okay, great!"

Zeng Wensheng said excitedly:

"I've really found the right in-laws!"

"These medical supplies are usually worth very little, but they are extremely valuable now!"

"I'll call Lao Dou right away. I really need to thank them properly. They've been a huge help to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Dai Pingwei had to close his mouth, which was already open.

He originally wanted to ask how to dispose of these complimentary medical supplies.

I've most likely been infected by Zeng Wensheng, and I suspect that everyone in my family, except for my daughter who's a boarding student in her final year of high school, has also been infected.

He didn't want his daughter to get infected, so he told her not to come home on weekends. But even if she was at school, he hoped he could send her some medical supplies.

Otherwise, without medical supplies, how can we wear masks and disinfect frequently?

On ordinary days, hardly anyone buys masks or alcohol.

But now, after searching all the major hospitals and pharmacies in Beijing, it's impossible to find any stock left.

"His family members are human beings, and my family members are human beings too!"

"I've served him like a slave, what's wrong with me getting some medical supplies?"

"I didn't take a ventilator home, I just took some medical supplies to prepare my family!"

After making up his mind, Dai Pingwei immediately went downstairs.

However, when he walked out of the building and came to the van, he was completely dumbfounded.

Not only are the extra medical and home ventilators missing, but the rest have also disappeared.

The packages of medical supplies that were taken out and placed on the ground after being unpacked have also disappeared.

At this moment, all that remains on the ground are the torn and ripped cardboard boxes, the cut tape, and the peeled-off protective film...

"Where are the supplies? What about the remaining ventilators and other medical equipment?"

Dai Pingwei asked urgently.

"They've all been sent to the hospital's warehouse!"

"No way, who the hell told you to deliver it to the warehouse? Huh???"

Dai Pingwei is almost going crazy.

Pointing to the mess on the ground, he asked angrily:

"Do you know that this was a gift from someone else to Director Zeng's daughter, not a gift to the hospital!"

The group looked blank, and no one answered.

Dai Pingwei gritted his teeth, barely suppressing his anger.

He knew that yelling at these people wouldn't work at all.

I have only myself to blame for not making things clear beforehand, and for only thinking about getting the ventilator to Zeng Weili as soon as possible.

"What are you all standing there for? Clean up this trash!"

Does anyone know where the hospital's storeroom is?

Someone pointed out the direction, and Dai Pingwei immediately set off.

however……

When he finally found the warehouse after asking around, he was dumbfounded when he asked what happened.

Not to mention the medical supplies they wanted, even the extra medical and home ventilators sent from Jingzhou have already been taken away.

Dai Pingwei was initially furious and wanted the warehouse staff to retrieve all the items, but after seeing the names and companies in the register, he immediately backed down.

They were all either high-ranking officials or had impressive backgrounds; none of them were pushovers.

Think about it too.

If you don't have strong enough abilities, how could you get admitted to Peking Union Medical College Hospital?

Those who have already been admitted must have developed symptoms to some extent, and caregivers who have not yet developed symptoms are bound to feel panicked.

Upon hearing that a batch of medical equipment and supplies had arrived, they would naturally act swiftly and without hesitation; it would be good enough if they didn't fight over them.

Dai Pingwei took out his phone and snapped a picture.

After throwing the register back to the warehouse manager, he turned and left dejectedly.

However, he hadn't gone far when he saw a familiar face running towards him in a hurry.

The two exchanged a glance, but the other person had no intention of saying hello before rushing off to the warehouse.

Do you still have medical masks? Do you still have disinfectant alcohol? Do you still have protective suits?

Hearing the anxious question, Dai Pingwei turned around in surprise.

This is the Record of Politics and Law of Yanjing!

Under normal circumstances, what couldn't he get?

Even if you want gold and silver treasures, there are plenty of people vying to give them to you.

But now...

He had no choice but to personally step in and ask the hospital for medical supplies.

But he arrived too late, having only come after hearing the news.

"If even the political and legal officials of Yanjing (Beijing) can't get medical supplies, what about the ordinary people?"

A huge and heavy question instantly popped into Dai Pingwei's mind.

Holding his phone, Dai Pingwei walked along, lost in thought.

"As an industrialized country, producing these ordinary medical supplies is not difficult!"

"Even if there aren't large reserves under normal circumstances, emergency overtime production should still provide sufficient capacity!"

"But why is it that even with the personal intervention of the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission of Yanjing, they can't get a single mask? Why?"

Is it that production capacity cannot meet demand, or is someone deliberately hoarding goods to reduce supply and sell at higher prices?

Dai Pingwei walked back to the Audi.

Looking at the people rushing by, a considerable number of them were not wearing masks at all.

He suddenly stopped worrying about why medical supplies were so scarce.

What shocked them was that despite the fact that many people here had already been diagnosed, these people were still not wearing masks.

Some of them will definitely get infected here, and then after leaving the hospital, they will infect others.

"Danger! Danger!"

"A hospital with confirmed cases is a super-spreader!"

"If we don't isolate patients for treatment and allow other people to come and go freely, the number of cases will only increase!"

Dai Pingwei hurriedly opened the car door and got into the Audi.

After a while.

Although the Audi and the van drove away from the hospital, Dai Pingwei's heart remained unsettled.

They were even more distraught after making several phone calls in a row without being able to find any medical supplies.

If one doesn't adhere to moral principles in daily life, countless people will vie to give them luxury cars, mansions, gold bars, antiques, huge sums of money, beautiful women, and so on. They can get almost anything they want.

But now...

When I asked for medical supplies like masks and alcohol, they either said they didn't have any, or that I had to wait for them to be airlifted from other places, or that they were trying to find a way.

However, these calls weren't entirely fruitless.

At least let Dai Pingwei know that medical supplies are extremely scarce right now, especially medical masks, which are now "hard to find".

There are some masks made of textiles on the market, but they offer very poor protection, while high-quality medical masks are simply unavailable.