"I'm like this too, as soon as I'm busy, I forget about the discomfort on my body for the time being, it seems that we are basically adapting to it now, and we will get better and better!"

The two encouraged each other to enter the ward, greeted several patients with a smile, conducted routine checks, helped patients solve small problems, disinfected and cleaned the wards...... These things are getting smoother.

In the afternoon, Meng Tiantian and Wang Mengxue were examined in the ward, and Li Jianguo's data were stabilized.

"Uncle Li, although your blood pressure is still high, it has finally stabilized, and the blood oxygen content is higher than before, does it feel much better if you can't breathe from lack of oxygen?"

Meng Tiantian asked with a gentle smile while recording the medical records.

"It's much better, but thanks to you! It's getting better and better!" Li Jianguo's physical condition and mood are slowly improving.

After all the routine examinations of the patients were done, Wang Zixuan drew cats and dogs on the clothes of the two of them, and painted their clothes every day.

"If you want me to look at me, Zixuan's little doll just has one less tail!" Wu Ping joked with Wang Zixuan with a smile.

"Tail, but I'm human, how can anyone have a tail!" Wang Zixuan's eyes widened.

Wu Ping laughed happily, "So you are missing a tail, if you really have a tail, then I think you will not be able to go up to the sky now!"

Wang Zixuan realized at this time, and he didn't mind, but laughed with everyone, "How long does that tail have to go up from here!"

Everyone was talking and laughing, and Li Jianguo laughed and shouted Meng Tiantian, who was painted with a robot cat on his back again: "Tiantian, I want to drink some hot water!"

"I just poured you a glass and put it away, I'll feed you!"

Meng Tiantian walked over and picked up the cup and used the spoon to deliver the water to the old man's mouth.

"It's still a little hot. Li Jianguo smacked his lips.

"It's hot, I'm wearing it too thick, I can't feel the temperature, so will I drink it later?"

"Okay, I'll drink it later!"

Li Jianguo lay down quietly, he still had a breathing tube on his nose, Meng Tiantian saw him lying quietly on the bed with a smile on his face and listening to everyone, so he was busy cleaning up the garbage in the ward first.

Wu Ping was smiling and asking Wang Zixuan about his academic performance and school, Huang Yong occasionally said a few words while playing with his mobile phone, and Wang Mengxue was disinfecting the ward.

Everything seemed harmonious and orderly, and there was even a warm atmosphere in the ward.

A minute later, however, the unexpected happened.

Li Jianguo was lying quietly on the bed, but suddenly began to cough, first a slight sound or two, and then began to rise rapidly and violently, Meng Tiantian was shocked when he heard this cough, and immediately put down the work in his hand and rushed to the bedside to help him caress his chest and smooth his breath.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?

But Li Jianguo couldn't say a word, he just opened his eyes and coughed violently, grabbed the quilt covered by his body with both hands, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, and in just ten seconds, his face was immediately reddened.

"Quick! Adjust to high-flow oxygen!" Meng Tiantian shouted as he helped Li Jianguo gently press his chest.

Wang Mengxue was flustered, but under Meng Tiantian's instructions, she immediately adjusted the oxygen flow.

Li Jianguo's upper half of his body was arched on the bed, his head swayed hard, his cough became more violent and miserable, accompanied by his coughing, and there was a more difficult sound of rapid breathing, as if there was an old bad bellows working hard in his throat, and at the same time, the ECG monitor beside him also began to emit a piercing alarm.

Meng Tiantian's heart sank, and he raised his head and quickly glanced at the ECG monitor, and the lines on it fluctuated sharply up and down.

No one spoke in the ward, all the excitement was interrupted by a sudden emergency, they were all nervous and almost held their breath, and there was not even a superfluous sound, only Li Jianguo's loud voice as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

Li Jianguo's face was already a little bruised, Meng Tiantian continued to help him press his chest with one hand, hurriedly grabbed the pager with the other hand, and pressed the button heavily, "Li Jianguo, bed No. 1 in ward eight, is in critical condition, with severe breathing difficulties and a violent cough......"

"Ahem, cough, cough!" There were a few more difficult coughs, Li Jianguo suddenly stretched his neck upwards with difficulty, and then all the voices stopped abruptly after a sharp shout, and his upper body also fell back to the bed with this scream, the breathing tube was bounced aside, Meng Tiantian subconsciously quickly threw down the pager in his right hand to help him put the breathing tube next to his nose.

But the up and down fluctuating lines of the ECG monitor slowly flattened out and became a straight line, and the cold and boring voice of "Dididi" kept repeating, Meng Tiantian looked at the straight line that continued smoothly without any fluctuations, swallowed a mouthful of saliva but didn't know what to say, her left hand was still unconsciously pressing Li Jianguo's chest, but it didn't jump anymore.

"Sister Tiantian...... Uncle's heartbeat stopped!" Wang Mengxue stood by the bed in a daze, her voice trembling and choking, she saw that the situation was critical just now, and was about to help Li Jianguo move her hands and feet to increase blood circulation, but before she could do it, the patient's heartbeat stopped.

Meng Tiantian stood on the edge of the bed with her body bent, still maintaining that posture and motionless, she felt that her hands and feet were cold at this moment, and the already soaked protective suit was like pouring a large basin of cold water, from beginning to end.

Li Jianguo's eyes were wide open and his mouth was slightly open, but he didn't make any movement anymore, Meng Tiantian unconsciously pressed his chest for him and no longer had any reaction, she was stunned for a moment, straightened up slightly, stretched out her right hand and stroked Li Jianguo's still open eyes, and when she took it down again, the bloodshot eyes were already closed.

"Did the patient have any adverse symptoms before coughing?" Peng Yue pushed open the door of the ward and walked in, he hurried over, but from the outside of the glass, he saw the lifeless straight line on the ECG monitor.

Meng Tiantian raised her head, her gaze swept over the other three people in the ward, she suddenly regretted that she had wiped Aneriodine on her goggles today, and there was no mist covering her eyes on the goggles, so she could see clearly a pair of disappointed and panicked eyes.

The entire ward seemed to have never been so deadly and silent, and even the naughty Wang Zixuan wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.

It was as if she had been pressed on a heavy stone in her heart, Meng Tiantian felt that she was also a little suffocated at this time, she took a deep breath to adjust her state, and reported: "Sudden sharp cough, no symptoms, I said I wanted to drink water a minute ago, I fed him a small sip, he said it was a little hot and wait to drink." ”

She turned her head to look at the still steaming transparent cup, and her tone was a little choked and shivering.

Peng Yue had quickly come to the bedside to observe the condition of the body, Li Jianguo's hand was claw-shaped, he had no strength at this time, and he was loosely placed on the quilt, his suffocated bruised face looked a little gloomy, and his lips were purple.

After some examination, Peng Yue sighed, "The patient had a history of curing ordinary pneumonia before, and the lung load was originally very large, but now he has a sudden respiratory distress syndrome, and it is too urgent, this is also a helpless thing, you two can help the patient clean up his things!"

Packing up his things and preparing to be discharged, Meng Tiantian added in his heart, but being discharged from the hospital was another form.

Peng Yue didn't say it all, his voice was tired and helpless, but he still had to continue to remain calm in front of the frightened patients and the nurses whose emotions had been affected.

"Doctor, is this sudden? Will we do the same?"

Wu Ping asked in a trembling voice, facing death, and the bed was next to her, so she couldn't help but be afraid.

"Not every patient will be like this, several of you are much better, and your lung function is relatively sound, don't worry!" Peng Yue tried to comfort a few patients, but the effect was not great, and the ward was filled with an unspeakable fear.

Meng Tiantian took a deep breath again, moved his hands and feet to adjust his state, and began to help Li Jianguo pack his things according to Dr. Peng Yue's simple instructions.

The blue curtain was closed, blocking the sight of the other patients.

According to the regulations, because the epidemic is serious and the corpse is also the source of infection, so after the death of a patient in the ward, the body must be disposed of immediately, and the body needs to be sent to the funeral home for cremation within two hours.

Without saying a word, Meng Tiantian and Wang Mengxue began to sort out the personal belongings left by the old man, strictly disinfect his belongings and remains, and then put them in large bags and sealed them.

If it weren't for the thick protective clothing on his body, Meng Tiantian thought to himself, probably at this time, he could still touch the temperature on Li Jianguo's body that had not yet dissipated.

Through a blue curtain, the sound of disinfection and bag packaging can be heard clearly, Wu Ping pursed her lips and turned pale, Huang Yong was also staring at the curtain, and Wang Zixuan was trembling wrapped in the quilt.

Soon the blue curtain was opened, Meng Tiantian and Wang Mengxue carried the heavy black bag and walked out with difficulty, both of them were a little overwhelmed by this heavy and oppressive atmosphere, no one in the ward spoke, they all stared at the black long bag, and there was no one on the bed where Li Jianguo was lying anymore.

The two handed over the patient's body, Meng Tiantian left to help with the death certificate, and she also kept Li Jianguo's relics, which were all to be handed over to Li Jianguo's wife.

The snow-white tissue paper in his hand was invisibly like a thousand pounds, and Meng Tiantian was holding those pieces of paper in one hand to ask Li Jianguo's wife to sign, and then take them out for cremation.

Ye Shufen in ward 13 was still on the phone with Li Jianguo the day before yesterday, and the two encouraged each other to get out of the hospital together, but today they were separated by yin and yang.