Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

Ye Yibai paused while holding the laryngoscope. He looked down into Wu Honglang's eyes, "If you don't get breathing support, you will be in danger."

Ye Yibo paused, and continued: "Maybe I won't last until today."

Wu Honglang showed a dazed look on his face, but soon became firm again, "Well, I know." A smile appeared on his face, "Even if this tube is inserted, it will only be a few more lives." It's not convenient to talk about it for an hour."

Ye Yibai was silent for a few seconds, "What are the blood pressure, pulse and heartbeat?"

"The heart rate is 158, the blood pressure is 62/38, and the pulse cannot be felt." Head nurse Zhou replied quickly.

"As yesterday, continue to use norepinephrine and add 5% sodium bicarbonate to correct acidosis. Mr. Wu, are you awake now? Are you sure you want to give up the intubation?" In the last two sentences, Ye Yibai was right Wu Honglang said.

Wu Honglang let out a long breath of white air, and said firmly, "I'm sure."

The atmosphere in the ward became heavy and oppressive, Ye Yibai put the laryngoscope in his hand back on the treatment tray, and said softly: "I see."

Xiao Yang, who was holding the anesthetic, looked at a loss. She looked at head nurse Zhou for help, "Nurse head, do you still need the anesthetic?"

Head nurse Zhou shook her head at her and began to pack up the instruments.

"Sister, can you help me up?"

Xiao Yang heard that he was going to act subconsciously, but he heard Ye Yibai say: "No, Mr. Wu, it's better not to move for the time being."

Wu Honglang was startled, with a smile uglier than crying, "Oh, you can't move, that's fine, if you don't move, don't move. Doctor, you go to work, I want to talk to my friends."

Xue Cheng and Zhuang Bin had pulled out the injection in their hands and got off the hospital bed as early as Ye Yibai said that Wu Honglang might not be able to hold on tonight. Hearing this, the two big men cried tears and snot together, sadly Standing at the end of Wu Honglang's bed.

The nurses injected norepinephrine and sodium bicarbonate into the normal saline, and then withdrew one by one. Head nurse Zhou patted Xiao Yang's hand, and led them out slowly, leaving them alone Space.

"Old Wu..."

"prodigal son……"

When Ye Yibai walked to the door, he paused slightly. Instead of turning his head, he said to the front: "The telegram has been sent out yesterday, and it will be delivered to your family."

Wu Honglang's eyes lit up on the hospital bed, he turned his head with difficulty, and sincerely said to Ye Yibai, "Thank you, doctor."

Ye Yibai nodded, walked out without stopping, and at the same time gently closed the door for them.

At the door, Dr. Chen and Dr. Shao, who had already returned from their shifts, also came over. They stood outside the ward with masks covering their expressions.

"How long?" Doctor Chen asked.

Ye Yibai looked at the watch in his hand, it was nine o'clock in the evening, and he said softly, "Tonight."

The little nurse who just walked over didn't know what the two doctors were talking about, but Xiao Yang lowered her head sadly. She knew very well that what the two doctors said so calmly and seriously was nothing but The remaining survival time of the patient in the ward not far away.

Dr. Chen and Dr. Shao nodded and stopped talking.

As time passed by, Wu Honglang in the ward was struggling to explain what happened to his two friends from his hometown. Outside the ward, people in white coats in protective clothing stood quietly not far away, silent.

About the time the first ray of sunlight came out in the morning, a man's anxious shout broke the oppressive silence.

"Prodigal son! Prodigal son! Doctor! Doctor!" Xue Cheng shouted loudly.

The white coats who had been waiting for a long time ran in quickly, and Ye Yibai walked the fastest. He walked to the side of the hospital bed, touched Wu Honglang's carotid artery with his gloved hand, and then opened his pupils to look.

"Doctor, doctor, help him, help him, he said he wanted to see the sun today, the sun came out, the sun came out." Xue Cheng staggered towards the bed while talking, he slammed Opening the curtains, the sun, which had just risen from the horizon, slowly shed the first ray of light in the morning.

"The sun is coming out, prodigal son, the sun is coming out." Xue Cheng murmured, with sadness in his voice.

the sun?Ye Yibai lifted Wu Honglang's quilt, and under the surprised eyes of Dr. Chen and Dr. Shao, he began to press with his left palm facing down.

"Doctor Ye..." Dr. Shao opened his mouth.

"There is no way to revive him, but there may be hope for the wish of looking at the sun."

Wu Honglang's breathing and heart have stopped working, and his pupils have initially dilated. This can actually be declared dead. After all, Wu Honglang died of organ failure after a long-term high fever. Even if a set of CPR may wake him up for a minute or two or even Dozens of seconds, but this is medically meaningless.

During this period of 2 minutes or even tens of seconds, the patient's consciousness is almost blurred, and it is almost impossible to speak.

But if it's just to look at the sun, he's probably enough.

2 strokes in 150 minutes, hot July, heavy and sultry protective clothing, soon the sweat beads on Ye Yibai's back, neck, and forehead came out one after another. The sweat flowed down the skin texture and was absorbed by the clothes immediately .

"Substitution." After 150 times, Dr. Shao stood next to Ye Yibai and said in a deep voice.

Ye Yibai nodded, and the two quickly changed positions within five seconds. As soon as Dr. Shao started, he could feel that Wu Honglang's sternum might have been broken by Ye Yibai. Gritting his teeth as the sunlight spread towards the hospital bed.

In 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, nearly [-] Doctors Chen joined the CPR team for Wu Honglang. The morning sun spread very fast, and in less than half an hour, the sun had already slowed down from the bed. Climb slowly to the head of the bed.

"Prodigal son, open your eyes and see, sunshine, look, the sunshine of a new day!" Xue Cheng wanted to step forward to push Wu Honglang, but was worried about ruining the doctor's rescue, so he could only suppress his emotions and whisper in Wu Honglang's ear.

"25 minutes." Dr. Shao raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, and said softly.

Ye Yibai pursed his lips, nodded to him to express his understanding, and at the same time took a step forward, and said to Dr. Chen, "Change."

After all, Dr. Chen is old, and CPR is a very physical task, so his breathing is already a little short.

He nodded to Ye Yibai, and the two changed positions tacitly. Wu Honglang's chest had already been sunken, but no one could care about it now. The desire to take another look at the world is even more elusive.

God, please, just for a second.

I have practiced medicine for so many years, and only when I put on a white coat at the beginning will there be such a youthful enthusiasm, so I don’t need to calculate the investment and return, so, even for a second, at least let him fulfill his last wish, so I can be sure What I did myself was right, not for nothing.

Perhaps God heard what Ye Yibai was saying, and the heart under his palm seemed to be beating so weakly, and then Wu Honglang's eyes slowly opened in the eyes of the medical staff, Xue Cheng, and Zhuang Bin.

"Prodigal son, Sunshine." Xue Cheng wailed, and he half-kneeled gently beside Wu Honglang's bed.

At this time, the sunlight outside the window just slowly crawled to the head of the bed and lightly sprinkled on Wu Honglang's face. The morning light was very gentle and not glaring. Everyone, in the morning sunlight, slowly closed their eyes again.

"Old Wu!"

"prodigal son!"

The heart under Ye Yibai's palm stopped moving again, it seemed to be beating so little, allowing its owner to fulfill his last wish.

A real smile appeared on Ye Yibai's mask face, and he took two steps back with his sore arms slowly hanging down.

Xue Cheng and Zhuang Bin rushed forward and shook their companion vigorously, but this time, Wu Honglang's eyes never opened again.

"Time of death, 5:12:32 in the morning." Ye Yibai looked at the clock on the wall of the hospital bed and replied softly.

Head nurse Zhou quickly took out a pen from her pocket and wrote it down in Wu Honglang's file.

"I'll give you 10 minutes to say goodbye. We'll pick up the body in 10 minutes," Ye Yibai said.

Xue Cheng and Zhuang Bin couldn't hear what the doctors were saying at this time, they just hugged Wu Honglang's body in pain.

People in white coats filed out.

"Call Yizhuang." After walking out of the ward, Dr. Chen turned to head nurse Zhou and said.

Head nurse Zhou nodded, but just halfway there, Ye Yibai said, "Yizhuang? Wu Honglang died of the plague. It would be more appropriate to cremate his body."

Almost everyone's footsteps stopped, and Dr. Chen, Dr. Shao, and all the nurses looked at Ye Yibai with surprised and complicated eyes.

"Doctor Ye, you are more educated in foreign countries... Although it is true that cremation is more convenient for the sake of anti-epidemic and infection prevention, in our country, the idea of ​​​​burying peace has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and cremation is heard in the ears of ordinary people. That would be debilitating, and they won't agree to it."

"However, Doctor Ye is right. Wu Honglang's body may not be accepted by ordinary Yizhuang. We have to discuss it with the Health Bureau."

About 10 minutes later, two heavily armed men in protective suits walked into the isolation area and left with Wu Honglang's body amidst the suppressed cries of Zhuang Bin and Xue Cheng.

The combination of a full-body protective suit carrying a coffin attracted the attention of many passing by, including Zhang Su'e and Wei Ruxue who rushed over from Jihe Hospital after asking about Ye Yibai's whereabouts.

When Zhang Su'e got out of the car, she saw a few people wearing strange clothes with only two eyes exposed carrying a coffin out of the side door of the Red Cross Hospital. Her feet softened and she almost fainted.

"What's going on, why is the hospital surrounded, and the coffin, Bai'er, no, I want to go in and have a look." Then, he stepped on his high heels and was about to walk in.

"Why, what are you doing, why can't you read such big characters? The Red Cross Hospital is sealed now, and you can go to other hospitals for medical treatment." A police officer in black uniform saw Zhang Su'e and Wei Ruxue wanting to go in. , said angrily.

Zhang Su'e was worried, and said, "Sir, my son is inside, I have to go and see him, what's going on? How come there is a coffin coming out?"

"Isn't it normal for people to die in a hospital? Is your son in there? Then you have had contact with your son? Then why don't you stay at home? Did no one come to tell you that you must stay at home for ten days? Team leader Zhang... ..." The little policeman took two steps back, turned around and called out.

Wei Ruxue's heart trembled, she took a step forward, took out a few silver dollars from her bag and stuffed them into the hands of the little policeman, and said with a smile: "Sir, don't get me wrong, we have no other intentions, my husband also eats at the public house Yes, Yang Chengxin, director of the Hangzhou Public Works Bureau, we just want to find out what's going on."

The little policeman looked at the silver dollar in his hand, and quickly stuffed it into his pocket, "Oh, she's the wife of the director general, but to be honest, we don't know about it, we're just on duty, how can the above Say, what shall we do."

What he said was as if he hadn’t said it, but he accepted the silver dollar with peace of mind. Wei Ruxue had never been so angry before. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a young police officer walking quickly with a few tall black uniforms. Come from afar.

This person walked up to Wei Ruxue and Zhang Su'e, and the policeman who received the silver quickly whispered something in the lead's ear, the lead policeman nodded and said with a smile, "Hey, there are still fish that slipped through the net, the two aunts , go home and stay, don’t go out for ten days, so hello me, hello everyone.”