This year is the first year of my graduation work, the place of work is where I interned, just with the kindergarten class has graduated, so I plan to find something to do at home in the second half of the year. I didn't think that at the end of July, the epidemic broke out again in some areas, and on the evening of the 30th, they were still having dinner at their colleagues' houses to discuss how to go home the day after tomorrow. Early the next morning I saw someone send a message saying that Zhuzhou was already locked down, so I quickly got up, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and packed my things, but I couldn't eat breakfast and took all my things and embarked on the way home. Just after walking to the bus shelter, the captain of the village sent out notes on the return of people from other provinces in the group, and as soon as I saw the information, I reported it to the captain. When the bus back to Ji'an came at nearly ten o'clock, I got on the bus. About half an hour later— the captain replied to me: What are you doing now? Me: I'm on vacation, and I don't want to go for the second half of the year.
Captain: You're coming back now to quarantine.
Me: Okay, where to go to quarantine?
Captain: I'll react with the above first and see what they say?
After another hour, Captain: Do you want to find a hotel in the county to isolate, or do you say that you are isolated at your uncle's house, and you can't go home anyway?
Me: Quarantined at a hotel? There are so many people in the hotel, I don't know who passed on the news, I didn't have it, what if I was infected?
Captain: Either you still don't come back, you're in a medium-risk area.
Me: I am in Liuyang City, Liuyang does not belong, Zhuzhou and Zhangjiajie are there.
Captain: Didn't your dad call you?
Me: Hit, I've already arrived in Jiangxi, and I'll be in the city in another hour and a half.
Immediately after the mobile phone information phone has been ringing non-stop, the heart is even more irritable, coupled with the bus is not airtight, the stomach is turned upside down, vomiting again and again. I touched my forehead, slightly hot, and then the captain sent me a message: send me your ID number, contact information, license plate number, where to start, and when to leave. Then I edited a message and sent it out, because the car on the road didn't know the license plate number. Captain: Send it to me when you get out of the car, call me when you get out of the car.
After a bumpy ride along the way, I finally arrived at the station.
Captain: Go to a nucleic acid test first, and come back tomorrow with the results.
Me: Okay.
Then I went to the hospital to do nucleic acid testing, and there were so many people doing nucleic acid testing today, and it took me a long time to queue up. Looking at this situation, it is like I did a morning check for the children in kindergarten, and after doing it, there was no place to go, so I found a hotel to stay. Went to print the report at eight o'clock in the evening, negative.
The next morning my cousin came to pick me up, and after sending me home, my cousin left first.
The cadres and secretaries of the village all came and asked me to wear a mask at home, not to go out and contact others, and to eat separately... Every day someone comes to take the temperature
Within a few days, the epidemic situation in Changsha City also began to be serious, and the secretary came again, and brought a warm reminder to paste on the wall of my house.
After more than half a month of calm and quiet, when playing games in the morning, I suddenly received a strange number, saying that I wanted to do a second nucleic acid test. Send the finished report to the captain. Because it was done on the weekend, the report was published very late, and it was okay to send the report over.
In the afternoon, when I saw the warm tip, I tore him off, and this red paper was a little white...
Am I "free" from today onwards...
