Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

Ye Yibai reached out and touched the artery in the man's neck. After about a minute, he withdrew his hand and shook his head.

The guards on duty at the two isolation points stepped forward very skillfully, lifted the two protrusions of the plank, and quickly brought the person and the bed down.

This kind of thing is not unfamiliar to the doctors and police officers stationed in the isolation point, but it is a great shock to the newcomers, especially the young doctors and nurses.

The new medical staff, including Xu Yuanhe, subconsciously stopped their movements and watched as the two guards carried the corpse to the warehouse door.

"The corpse should be treated for epidemic prevention, let's continue." Ye Yibai stood up slightly, and said in a deep voice.

He moved on to the next patient, examining, questioning.

"Yellow rope."

"Oh, good." The nurse who was the first to discover the death of the man just now sniffed, and slowly bent down to tie the yellow rope on the patient.

"Little girl, don't cry, it's all the same, it's just earlier and later, it's just that it's cold today, if you can, remember to add a quilt for him when you leave." The patient cooperated with the nurse to tie the yellow rope and said softly.

This opening seemed to break the silent atmosphere in the room, and someone said again: "Quilt, I still want a quilt. If you have a quilt, cover it for me first. When I leave, put me with him and cover it together." also."

"Then what about your wife?"

After the man's words fell, there were sporadic laughter in the warehouse, followed by a violent cough.

"Breathe slowly, don't rush, take a cushion. Yes, slow down." Ye Yibai squatted down and patted the patient's back lightly.

After the medical equipment and medicines are installed, the transformation of the temporary hospital does not require too many professionals, so this time most of the medical staff came to the isolation point to transfer the patients. Doctors and nurses work together, and the speed of triage is extremely fast. , When the triage reached one-third of the number, Ye Yibai said: "Drive the truck to the door, and send the serious ones home first."

"Okay, Doctor Ye." The policeman said quickly, and ran out quickly after speaking.

Not long after, there was the sound of a truck approaching slowly outside the warehouse, the warehouse door was opened again, and a team of police officers ran in with a stretcher, "Those with red lines move first, keep warm."

At the warehouse gate, several police officers were holding flashlights, the truck was facing the warehouse gate, and a bed of quilts was placed on the back of the covered truck.

"Come on, one, two, three, pass. Quilt, quilt, wrapped up, don't catch cold."

"Old sir, can you go by yourself?"

Unlike just opening an opening to let Ye Yibai and others come in, this time the warehouse door opened, and the door was a yard illuminated by the headlights of the truck. The original owner of the warehouse also planted a plum tree in the yard. The truck headlights were shining right on the trunk of the plum tree, and the pink plum petals drifted into the warehouse with the biting cold and fresh air.

Watching a stretcher and companions walk out of the door one by one, the patients in the warehouse finally had a sense of reality.

"Can we really leave?" A thin and disheveled woman sat up from the wooden plank, her eyes fixed on the plum blossom tree at the gate of the warehouse, "We can really leave." She muttered to himself.

The work of transferring the patients was going on in an orderly manner, the patients after seeing the light seemed to be particularly cooperative, and some people talked about their family affairs, sons, daughters, parents, and the girl who had a crush on the next door. People are infused with something called vitality.

At the same time, with the acceleration of triage, the medical staff found more patients who left forever on this cold night, many of whom they could not even name.

"This disease is very severe. Once many people have an attack, they will leave after two or three days. Especially after the temperature has been getting lower and lower every day for the past two days, they have to be carried out every time they come to see them the next day." Shen Zian said. .

In the face of this disease that can be called a catastrophe, the power of doctors is so weak, Ye Yibai can't imagine how the doctors in the past faced this terrifying enemy, which spreads quickly, is highly contagious, and has a rapid onset The fatality rate is high, and there is no symptomatic drug. It seems that all the doctors can do is to emphasize keeping distance, wear a mask, and perhaps provide some drugs to improve immunity.

Watching his patients leave one by one while there is nothing he can do is torture for every white coat.

"Did these patients have no obvious clinical symptoms before the onset of the disease?" Ye Yibai asked after hearing the lung sounds of the last patient.

Shen Zian thought for a moment and said: "We don't have a quick way to identify plague patients now. In fact, when we reach the isolation point, most of the patients have already shown signs of attack, but what you said is true. They will have severe cough and chest pain. , Difficulty breathing, but I heard their lung sounds are not as severe as the clinical symptoms."

Ye Yibai nodded. During this triage, he found that unlike the plague patients found in Shanghai last time, most of the patients in Hangzhou this time had pneumonic plague. Pneumonic plague is highly contagious and develops rapidly. Respiratory failure will occur within a few days. It can be said that once it develops to a severe stage, in this era, there is almost no medicine to treat it.

Zhonghua Village was not far from the isolation point, but it was dark and there were no street lights, so the trucks drove slowly. By the time the medical staff and police officers loaded the last batch of patients, it was already light.

While Ye Yibai was transferring patients in an orderly manner, on the other side, after two or three days of fermentation, the plague has become a hot topic among the common people. Not only Hangzhou, Jinling has announced to the whole country that the northern plague can spread southward. News, I hope that local governments will pay attention to avoid the spread of the epidemic.

And Ye Yibai's three words spread all over the country with this announcement. Perhaps it is to boost the morale of the people and increase their confidence. The major official newspapers will write about Ye Yibai's titles. It is said that Ye Yibai, the young leader of the Chinese medical field, was just talking about it in the industry, but now almost everyone in the country knows that there is such an outstanding doctor.

He has countless world number one titles on his head, and his medical skills are even higher than those foreign doctors. For a while, his prestige tends to be comparable to the respected doctors of the older generation.

"Brother Guangyan, there is a unicorn in the family. Doctor Ye has a family and country in his heart, and the country is unparalleled. The Ye family is indeed a famous family in Hangzhou. If it weren't for Brother Ye's precepts and deeds, how could there be the country's unparalleled people today?" Ye Guangyan said When he entered the unit, he was surrounded by his colleagues.

On weekdays, many colleagues with high-sighted eyes and leaders who have hardly dealt with him greeted him very warmly. Hangcheng said he was big, and he was small and small. There were only so many people with names and surnames. Some things were not said before. It's not that people don't know, but that people don't care.

But Ye Yibai's sudden rise, and now he is even more famous. Naturally, the affairs of the older generation cannot be hidden. In the past few days, the relationship between Ye Yibai, Ye Xian and the Ye family, and the previous affairs between Ye Guangyan and Zhang Su'e have all been overturned. It came out and spread among the so-called "famous families" in Hangzhou. Ye Guangyan's "On the Release of Concubines", which was widely sung back then and used it as a qualification for promotion, became a complete joke.

"Serving the country with one body will lead to ten thousand deaths, as it should be, as it should be." Ye Guangyan had a forced smile on his face, and after coping with the enthusiasm of his colleagues, he quickly walked into his office.

He took out today's newspaper from his briefcase, which introduced Ye Yibai's deeds in a large space, and published the news that Jinling appointed Ye Yibai as the person in charge of the northern anti-epidemic. He looked at the newspaper for a long time and was speechless.

When he was young, the scene where the child hid behind a pillar to watch him, and when he was older, he tried to please him and wanted to be recognized by him, the child's bewildered and determined expression when he left Hangzhou, and the strange, polite, polite but unfamiliar man a few days ago Doctor Ye.

He looked at a black and white photo of Ye Yibai standing upright in the newspaper, and he had never realized so clearly that he seemed to have lost this son.

Ye Guangyan slumped down on the office chair, covering his eyes with his hands.

The atmosphere in the Ye Mansion these days is also a bit weird. Since Zhang Su'e left with harsh words, the gossip among the servants has not stopped. The scene of Zhang Su'e entering the mansion was also vividly recounted. Whether or not she is a serious wife who was welcomed into the mansion without a formal visit has become the most controversial topic among the servants these days.

"Grandma, I've been home for a few days. My nephew just had an operation, and my sister-in-law is not in good health. The servant is always worried about taking care of her. I'll go back and help her." Yang Suxin said to the old lady.

The old lady was lying on the bed, looked at Yang Suxin with low eyebrows, stretched out her hand and held Yang Suxin's hand, "Suxin, I have no problem with you going back to your natal family, but you are the head of the Ye family. You have to make up your mind about small matters, and the family cannot do without you."

Yang Suxin pursed her lips, "Grandma, don't worry, I won't stay for too long."

The old lady patted Yang Suxin's hand reassuringly, "That's fine, let's go."

Yang Suxin went back to her room to pack two pieces of clothes, walked out of Ye Mansion and got into the waiting car. The car drove out slowly. She turned her head to see the big word "Ye Mansion" on the red door behind her, and let out a soft breath , I don't know when, her home has become her bondage and burden.

The car drove into the busiest street in Hangzhou. There was a long queue at the gate of Liang's cloth shop these days. Yang Suxin looked out the window through the car window.

"Stop." She said suddenly.

"Stop here? Ma'am?" The driver looked back at her in surprise.

Yang Suxin's eyes fell on the door of Liang's cloth shop, "Yes, stop here."

The driver found a place to stop according to the words, and Yang Suxin slowly approached the door of Liang's cloth workshop with a handbag.

"Hey, yes, that's it. It's best to have four layers. If you don't have four layers, two layers are the minimum. Just put it inside. After using it every day, wash it with soapy water and dry it, otherwise the effect will not be good."

"Then lady boss, do you sell this mask? How much is it?"

"I'm sorry, I don't sell this mask. Only the elderly who have no children at home can get it for sewing masks. I'm sorry." The woman said with a smile.

Yang Suxin looked at Zhang Su'e like this, and suddenly smiled. The confident and enthusiastic woman in front of her and the bitter little woman in her impression who was full of scheming and scheming were actually the same person. Isn't the first female college student in the sky-high Hangzhou city and the silent Mrs. Ye the same person?

"Mom, your eyes are not good, let me sew them up."

"It's not some fine embroidery work, it's just sewing a mask. Your brother risked his life in front of him. As his mother, I can't lose the chain, right. The mother of a national scholar, when I was old, maybe there was Order." Zhang Su'e said proudly.

Ye Xian: ...

"Okay, okay, mother of the country, you sew slowly."