and share this life with affection

The young nurse means well.

Bian Zhi smiled, expressed his gratitude, and just stretched out his hand to take the record book.

Just as he was about to receive it, the record book was pressed down halfway.

Bian Zhi took a closer look.

"It's you!"

"it's me."

"It's about human life! Give me the record book!" Bian Zhi became extremely angry!

"Are you thinking too highly of yourself? It's about human life? It's about the child in your belly, right?" The person outside the door smiled coldly and stuffed the notebook back into the little nurse's arms, "This Bian Zhi , she is full of nonsense, and you are young, so believe her and don’t give her the record book. She is mentally ill. If she goes crazy, can you afford it?"

The young doctor looked at Bian Zhi inside the door and said hesitantly: "But...she just said that combining traditional Chinese and Western medicine may lead to unexpected solutions."

"Tch - you believe whatever she says. You know she just came back from abroad, right? She was the director of this traditional Chinese medicine hospital before, and she went abroad because she committed something. You know the recent scandal in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, right? The main person responsible for the corruption case is her mother. You think this kind of person with a crooked upper body and a crooked lower body can have any intention of treating illnesses and saving people? I'm trying to coax you, ignore her.

The combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine will not be her turn. You should be optimistic. The famous Dr. Liao will come later. He is a master in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. It was because of him that the previous plague was controlled. Just wait. The condition will be under control soon. "

When Bian Zhi heard this, his expression paused.

Dr. Liao will also come.

Dr. Liao is a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine and has participated in epidemic research many times. Bian Zhi felt relieved when he came.

Her sleepiness swept over her again. Bian Zhi blinked her eyes and stopped arguing. She returned to the small room and fell asleep again.

a day later.

Perhaps it was the combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine that had achieved preliminary results. There was a burst of joy outside, but Bian Zhi stood inside the door, but he was not as optimistic as he had imagined.

This infectious disease is fierce and very different from previous chickenpox outbreaks.

Through the prescriptions discussed by people outside, and after hearing about the patient's symptoms after taking the medicine, Bian Zhi stood beside the door dragging his sleepiness and said to the people outside: "There is room for improvement in this prescription. I know Dr. Liao. If it's convenient for you, please pass the message on to me."

The person at the door glanced at Bian Zhi, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Tch, who do you think you are? You don't know anything, and you just want to see Dr. Liao. Dr. Liao is currently studying prescriptions and is busy," he said, The food was handed to Bian Zhi on the small board in his room through the window.

Bian Zhi sensitively noticed the abnormal tone of the person at the door.

She immediately took three steps back, grabbed a handful of toilet paper, pushed the food to the door through the paper, and immediately cut off the air and closed the conversation channel.

Bian Zhi picked up the disinfectant spray at hand and sprayed it everywhere carefully. Then she said to the nurse outside through the door panel: "You'd better check your blood. You have infectious symptoms."

When the person at the door heard this, he immediately stared and got angry, "What nonsense are you talking about! I am in good health. Let me tell you, the condition is under control now. Dr. Liao also asked us to drink preventive decoction, and the condition is improving quickly. It will be under control! Don’t be a crow’s mouth here!”

Bian Zhi sighed and said no more.

Two in the afternoon.

The nurse at the door suddenly had a high fever and fainted, so she was taken away and quarantined. Because of the extremely contagious nature, all the nurses at the door were quickly taken away.

Bian Zhi wore a mask, opened the wooden door, and looked at the new nurse outside through the iron door.

She picked a friendly question and asked, "I would like to ask, how is 1602's one-year-old Huai?"

The nurse was absent-minded at first and replied, "I don't know," but when she looked up and saw Bian Zhi, her eyes immediately widened and she walked to Bian Zhi, "Dean Bian, is that you?"

Bian Zhi had no impression of the person in front of him.

"You have many patients, so it's normal that you don't remember me. My mother had a chronic disease before and she was cured by you. Didn't you say that you went abroad? How could you be in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital? And...how could you be locked up in there? .”

Bian Zhi didn't have time to explain so much. There was a grim atmosphere everywhere, and Bian Zhi only wanted to know Zhou Suihuai's condition.

"1602? Except for you, there is no problem on this floor. All the people in the other rooms are infected. It seems that the previous nurse was infected again. During the food delivery, everyone also ate the food, so, No one was spared.”

Bianzhi lowered her eyes.

"But I heard that the people on this floor were in good health, so the symptoms were not very obvious."

Bian Zhi pursed her lips, knowing that this was just the beginning.

They have just come into contact with food and are already showing symptoms, indicating that the incubation period of the virus has become shorter.

Then the nurse took out the record book, took a look at it, and said to Bian Zhi: "Dean Bian, 1602's one-year-old Huai had a fever a day ago."

When Bian Zhi heard this, his whole body paused.

"Did you already have a fever a day...before?"

"Well, that's what's recorded in the record book. However, it doesn't mention any symptoms. He should be in good health. But it's strange. His situation is so different from others. Even if the average person is in good health, he will He has a fever, is vomiting, and is becoming increasingly unconscious. From yesterday to now, he seems to have not noticed anything wrong. Dean Bian, don't worry, I'll go over and take a look."

Bian Zhi nodded.

Then the nurse wore a strict protective mask and walked to 1602.

He only opened a small window in the isolation room and saw Zhou Suihuai huddled on the ground, shivering from the cold.

As if sensing someone was watching, Zhou Suihuai weakly raised his head from his arms.

His mind was in chaos due to the high fever, and there was only one consciousness in his mind, "I'm fine, I have no symptoms, no need to register."

The little nurse at the door looked at Zhou Suihuai on the ground. She was no longer as high-spirited as she had seen him in the consultation room before.

His hair was soaked with sweat, his body was shivering because of the cold, and he couldn't open his eyes, but he still tried hard to express these words.

It's like a belief engraved in your bones.

The little nurse couldn't bear to look at it and told her hurriedly, "Are you having a high fever? How long have you had it? I'm going to call someone. I was called by Dean Bian to check on you. If you have any questions, just tell me directly. I'll tell Dean Bian."

The trembling and huddled person on the ground paused suddenly after hearing these words.

Then, through the gap between his arms, he slowly raised his eyes.

Sweat fell on her forehead as she moved, and the little nurse heard the man on the ground say, "I'm fine."

"she……"

"Are you ok?"