February 2020 Diary of a Third-Tier Volunteer

I have no medical knowledge to turn the tide.

I have no nurse's hands to care for the sick.

I don't have the stamina of a city administrator to maintain order.

I'm just an ordinary person who happened to work at the grassroots level and got the chance to take part in volunteer activities.

I have no place on the front line or the second line. I can only describe, from the perspective of a third-line volunteer, what an ordinary grassroots worker could do within their means under the shadow of the novel coronavirus.

This work is written in diary form. Eight parts are true, two parts are fictional. It updates daily, and the word count depends on what happens that day.

When the clouds finally part, this work will stop updating or come to an end.