Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

The three largest forces on the outside of the big Shanghai began to cooperate, and a smell of storms spread around the Red Cross Hospital as the center.But in the isolated area of ​​the Red Cross Hospital, which was the center of the vortex, it was still as calm as ever.

"These are the medical records of four patients. Dr. Ma's condition has improved significantly. Xue Cheng experienced repeated high fever in the morning. I asked head nurse Zhou to increase the dosage of sulfonamide for him. Zhuang Bin's condition is relatively stable and has not deteriorated. sign."

When Ye Yibai said this, he paused for a moment, and continued: "Wu Honglang's body temperature has repeated twice, and we need to pay more attention."

Dr. Chen quickly flipped through the medical records, nodded, "I'm fine."

After the handover from the doctor's side, head nurse Zhou and Xiao Yang are also handing over to the two nurses who came to take over.

"Doctor Ma, Xue Cheng, and Zhuang Bin will each be given 1g of sulfonamide every four hours, and this is it." Head nurse Zhou took out a sulfonamide from the drawer, "There is a record of the time of their last administration in the record book , Among them, Zhuang Bin increased the dosage according to the doctor's advice because of the repeated body temperature in the morning. I have already given 7g at 20:5, and I will give 11g at 20:2, and everyone else is 1g. Don't make a mistake.

There is also patient No. 1, Wu Honglang, whose body temperature fluctuated in the morning. The last temperature measured at 7:10 was 39.2°C. If physical cooling is needed, just call the pharmacy. There is ice, or alcohol. In locker 3, do you have any questions? "The head nurse Zhou looked up at the two nurses who came to take over and asked.

The two nurses shook their heads at the same time.

Seeing this, head nurse Zhou closed the record book and was about to hand it over to the nurse on shift when Xiao Yang suddenly said, "Can this sulfonamide drug reduce fever? Then why not give it to Wu Honglang? It is the one that needs antipyretics the most."

Xiao Yang's words made all the handover medical staff at the nurse's desk stagnate. Ye Yibai, Dr. Chen, and head nurse Zhou were all insiders, and all three of them were silent. Knowing that, he subconsciously looked at the two doctors present.

Xiao Yang is from the Red Cross Hospital. At this time, compared to Ye Yibai, a doctor from another hospital, Dr. Chen is a more suitable person to speak.

"Xiao Yang, this is the doctor's order. There are only nine medicines, and we must save the person who is most sure of being rescued."

Xiao Yang stared blankly at Dr. Chen, Ye Yibai, and Head Nurse Zhou. She opened her mouth and said with difficulty after a long time: "So...you gave up on him?"

"He was still saying thank you to us in the morning, Doctor Ye, head nurse Zhou, you heard it too, he said he was really lucky to meet medical staff like us? So, you, no, it's us, Are we acting? Do we deserve his thanks? How do we have the face to face him?" Xiao Yang raised her voice, but because she was wearing protective clothing, her voice was not loud enough to be heard in the ward .

Ye Yibai couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart, as if a certain hidden corner of his heart had been pricked with a needle, and after all, they really gave up on Wu Honglang first.

Head nurse Zhou picked up the notebook in her hand and slapped Xiao Yang's calf hard. In this era, it is normal for seniors and teachers to hit students when they do something wrong, but Xiao Yang's appearance is Obviously not convinced.

"Am I wrong? Since I have given up on him, why do you hypocritically give him some physical cooling? You are so hypocritical!" Xiao Yang said, wiping his tears and running to the temporary lounge.

Head nurse Zhou looked at Ye Yibai and Dr. Chen with some embarrassment, "Dr. Ye, Doctor Chen, I'm sorry, I'll go see her." After finishing speaking, head nurse Zhou signed the handover form and left quickly.

Ye Yibai also signed the handover form, and he couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face under the mask. It's not like he didn't encounter such a thing in his previous life. The patients who went to the transplant center were all tightrope walkers on the line of life and death. The same heart, who will you give it to?But there were rules at that time, even if it was a pity, it was all based on the evaluation score, it was not up to the doctor to decide, and the pressure would be less.

But now, even with the same standards and rules, the pressure to personally decide to drop a patient feels a bit suffocating.

"Doctor Chen, I'm going back to rest first." Ye Yibai said.

Dr. Chen nodded, and looked at Ye Yibai worriedly, "Giving up Wu Honglang and choosing to save the other three mild cases is our joint decision. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Dr. Ye. Our choice is right. Maximize the value of the drug. But at the same time, we are also doing our best to save Wu Honglang's life, so today's physical cooling cannot be stopped."

This was for Ye Yibai, and also for the two nurses on shift.

"Dr. Chen, Dr. Ye, we can understand. We are also old nurses. Unlike Xiao Yang, she has only been working for a few years, and she used to be an outpatient nurse, and she rarely had contact with critically ill patients."

Doctor Chen nodded and looked at Ye Yibai.

Ye Yibai also nodded to Dr. Chen and the two nurses, "Don't worry, I'm fine." After speaking, he also walked slowly to the temporary lounge.

From last night to today, his nerves have been tense, coupled with the psychological pressure of personally making the decision to give up Wu Honglang, Ye Yibai felt exhausted.

He needs to sleep and rest.

For several days in a row, three doctors and seven nurses took turns to shift shifts. The effect of sulfonamide on bubonic plague was still good. With the injection of sufficient amount of sulfonamide, the conditions of Xue Cheng and Zhuang Bin improved significantly, and their body temperature had returned to normal levels. Dr. Ma coughed The phlegm that came out also returned to its normal color, but the atmosphere in the isolation area was still as depressing as ever, because Wu Honglang's condition worsened...

Under the medical staff's insistence on physical cooling, anti-shock and maintenance of electrolyte balance, Wu Honglang's condition has been repeated several times, and today he experienced shock again.

In the evening, when the nurse came out to tell the doctors the news, Ye Yibai and Dr. Shao were going through the handover procedures. Dr. Shao had already signed the handover form, and Ye Yibai was the doctor in charge.

However, Dr. Shao and the two nurses obviously did not intend to let go. The two doctors and the four nurses quickly walked into the ward.

"The pulse is thin and fast, the superficial veins are collapsed, what's the systolic blood pressure and urine output today?" Ye Yibai quickly stepped forward to feel Wu Honglang's pulse, and then his expression became obviously serious.

The nurse flipped through the records quickly, "On the 14th, the systolic blood pressure was 64Hg, and the urine output..." She squatted down to get Wu Honglang's urine bag, which was empty, with almost no liquid in it.

"Less than 30mg."

The shock is in the middle stage... These five words came to Ye Yibai's mind.

"Nitroglycerin 50ug, norepinephrine 100ug, immediately."

"Okay!" Head nurse Zhou ran all the way to the nurse's desk.

"Xiao Yang, give me oxygen."

Xiao Yang nodded vigorously. After so many days, Xiao Yang also understood the helplessness of the doctor, but she understood it. Once she faced Wu Honglang's enthusiastic and grateful smile, she always felt an indescribable sense of guilt. Several times when it was her turn to be on duty, although she conscientiously did what she should do, she never talked to Wu Honglang happily like the first day to comfort him.

The oxygen tank had already been moved over and placed on Wu Honglang's bedside. Xiao Yang skillfully opened the oxygen tank, put the oxygen mask on Wu Honglang's mouth and nose, and slowly squeezed the respirator.

Wu Honglang's reaction was obviously a little slow, but his consciousness was clear, and a tear slowly slipped from the corner of his eye.

Wu Honglang is not stupid to come to Shanghai from a small city and quickly gain a foothold in Shanghai. If he didn’t notice it in the first two days, but in the next few days, he saw the nurse adding medicine to his companion every four hours. , and my side is just a basic physical examination every time.

Both Xue Cheng and Zhuang Bin's body temperature had been repeated. At that time, the nurse hurriedly called the doctor, and the older doctor said, "The temperature has risen again? How much sulfa is left? Is it enough? If it is enough, I will give it to you next time." Give 2g of medicine." From this, he understood that the medicine given every four hours was used to reduce fever.

Then he has been having a high fever, why not give him medicine?Later he figured it out, the doctor asked how much sulfa was left?In other words, this medicine is probably very precious and rare. Xuecheng Zhuangbin's illness is mild, enough for them to use, but not enough for others.

He wanted to roar angrily, but the pain made him even speak like a mosquito, and then he watched the nurse who was different every day, carrying the same plate of ice water, reaching in again and again, draining it, and applying it to him Forehead, and the head nurse who wiped his body with alcohol regardless of the difference between men and women, and the girl who encouraged him on the first day, but the little girl did not dare to look at him in the next few days, but helped him physically He is more active than anyone else in cooling things down.

Wu Honglang understood that they probably didn't want to.He figured it out before his mind became dull.But why do you think so clearly?No one hates, there is no way to hate, then the only thing to do is to wait for death in a daze.

Seeing the people in white coats running around in front of his eyes, Xue Cheng and Zhuang Bin's condition is much better, they can get out of bed, and they are calling his name nervously, the plague, a disease that never dies, they Good luck.

"Norepinephrine!" A needle pierced his arm, and a cool feeling rushed from the arm to the back of his head. The feeling of erratic feeling disappeared instantly, and Wu Honglang knew that his life had been saved again.

"Systolic blood pressure 88, heartbeat and pulse returned to normal."

Ye Yibai nodded and let out a long breath, but he understood that although he was rescued now, judging by the amount of urine, Wu Honglang should have suffered from kidney failure due to a long-term high fever.

He straightened his back slowly, and said in a calm and serious voice: "Wu Honglang, your physical function has begun to weaken, you have to be mentally prepared, our nurse desk has a phone, and our medical staff can also help you send Telegram, if your family can't catch up, think about what you have to explain."

The ward fell silent in an instant, and the movements of all the medical staff almost became stiff. The heavy protective clothing covered up the emotions of these medical staff. Their eyelids drooped, and all their emotions were restrained under the eyelids.

Only Xiao Yang, who was standing at the head of Wu Honglang's bed, had tears streaming down his cheeks and silently flowing into the mask.

"Doctor, doctor, Lao Wu is still young. He still has a wife and children in his hometown. His youngest child is only five months old. Please save him, save him!"

"Doctor, please." Xue Cheng and Zhuang Bin grabbed Ye Yibai's side and begged in a low voice.

Ye Yibai lowered his head slightly, and said softly, "Sorry, there's nothing I can do." Then he left quickly regardless of the pleas of Xue Cheng and the others.

The other medical staff also left in silence after performing their duties, leaving only Wu Honglang lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

Confession of will, what should I write?Xiao Si is only five months old, without him, can the child's mother raise him up?There is also the eldest, the second and the third. The eldest is able to work in the fields and can survive. The second and third are still young. If it is not possible, they can adopt. His big cousin has always wanted a son, and he will not be wronged if he adopts it.

And his mother-in-law, that's the flower of their village, it's a pity to follow such a short-lived ghost as him, it's a pity...