Jiang Wei's voice was calm and cold, and his hands did not tremble, but the volume of his speech seemed to be much louder, and he took out the laryngoscope and put it back on the oxygen mask to pressurize oxygen.

"The laryngoscope can only see the anterior edge of the epiglottis, the glottis is difficult to reveal, and it is temporarily impossible to intubate, so restore spontaneous breathing first!"

Cao Yujian's spontaneous breathing gradually recovered after being covered with a breathing mask, but the symptoms of dyspnea still did not improve, which meant that he had to try intubation again.

Everyone was in extreme nervousness, Jiang Wei began to prepare for a second attempt of intubation immediately, and Dong Le assisted in the local spray of one percent of the pharyngeal cavity with dicaine.

"No, the airway resistance is too great!"

Jiang Wei's voice became more urgent.

Meng Tiantian also paid attention to the numbers on the monitoring instrument at all times, and immediately reported at this time, "The intubation stress reaction is very serious, the blood pressure is very high, and the heart rate is 158!"

Jiang Wei immediately put on a breathing mask for Cao Yujian again and resumed spontaneous breathing.

"Take a tracheotomy!"

His voice still did not tremble, but several consecutive instructions made the people next to him panic, two consecutive attempts at intubation failed, the monitoring instrument was still yellow alarm, and the rapid screams made people panic.

Meng Tiantian listened to the instructions and began to quickly prepare the surgical equipment needed for tracheotomy with Zhang Yue, and the anesthesiologist Dong Le did not dare to delay in the slightest, and quickly prepared the anesthetic.

However, just when everyone was in a hurry to prepare, the monitoring instrument suddenly sounded a stronger alarm, and the red alarm sounded one after another, and Meng Tiantian immediately glanced at the monitoring instrument when he prepared the surgical items.

"The patient's heart has stopped!"

She felt that her voice was desperate and cold, Jiang Wei still pressed his hand on Cao Yujian's chest, and without a trace of hesitation, he began to continue to help Cao Yujian press his heart, and shouted loudly in his ear.

"Wake up! Wake up! Get on the cardiopulmonary resuscitation machine!"

His hand did not stop, and the shouting in his mouth began to have some trills, this doctor Jiang Wei has always been calm and calm in front of patients these days, but at this moment he is crying in front of the medical staff and patients in the entire ward.

Ten minutes later, after continuous chest compressions and cardiopulmonary resuscitation, Cao Yujian still could not recover his breathing.

His electrocardiogram showed a linear response and he was pronounced clinically dead.

Except for the cold sound of the "Didi" of the monitoring instrument in the ward, the collective fell silent.

Meng Tiantian felt that her throat was dry, she watched Doctor Jiang Wei support Cao Yujian's shoulders with his hands, lowered his head and put the goggles against Cao Yujian's forehead, Cao Yujian's lips were purple and motionless, and Jiang Wei's shoulders kept trembling, and his body seemed to collapse in an instant.

And Dong Le, who was in charge of anesthesia on the side, also knelt beside the bed and cried.

Meng Tiantian's throat was dry, and before she knew it, her tears were all over her face, not only her, but all the medical staff in the entire ward were shaking their shoulders unconsciously, and they were suppressed and crying silently.

Jiang Wei put his forehead against Cao Yujian's forehead for a moment, raised his head and said tremblingly, "I'm sorry." ”

However, the man didn't respond, Jiang Wei whimpered, and he sat down on the ground along the side of the bed.

Dong Le sniffed several times, and then stabilized his emotions, he walked over and pulled Jiang Wei up.

"We have other patients, we can't go down!"

Jiang Wei lost control of his emotions, still trembling and crying in his shoulders, the patient had died, and according to the original process, he had to quickly pack up his relics and body to be cremated, but Cao Yujian's last wish just now was to donate his body to the country.

Not only him, but every medical worker here has signed such a petition.

If I am unfortunate enough to leave, please donate my body to the nation!

"Pack up his things and get him out of the hospital!"

Jiang Wei's painful and tired voice sounded, and Meng Tiantian endured his sadness and ordered, saying that he was discharged from the hospital, but his body was donated for research.

Meng Tiantian and Zhang Yue quickly began to clean up, and on the table next to Cao Yujian's hospital bed, there were still plastic flowers made by volunteers themselves, the flowers were bright and bright, and they would never wither and wither, but the living people on the hospital bed left forever.

Although his body was donated, his body still had to be disinfected, packed and sent out.

Meng Tiantian and Zhang Yue packed up the body and sent it out of the ward, Cao Yujian's lover Du Juan had already learned the news of his sudden death, and when he arrived, the body had been wrapped and was being shipped.

"I'm sorry!" Jiang Wei, who was following Meng Tiantian to help transport the body, his voice trembled, and he apologized to the cuckoo who rushed over.

The cuckoo didn't speak, but his body trembled and it was difficult to stand firmly, Meng Tiantian and Zhang Yue put the body down first, and supported the cuckoo left and right.

"Why do you say just go, or Valentine's Day, what should I do?"

The cuckoo tried her best to keep calm, but her voice trembled and shattered, and Meng Tiantian knew that she was now in great pain, and couldn't help but gently pat her thin shoulder.

The bag wrapped the body was marked with the name, gender and age of the deceased, and Cao Yujian's three big characters burned everyone's eyes.

The body had been wrapped and could not be reopened, and the cuckoo slowly leaned over, groped for her husband's outline on the bag, found the position of her chest, and leaned down with a trembling cry and pressed her head to it.

She lay quietly on the body of her dead husband, her hands on the cold bag, her crying body trembling, and her hands and feet curled unconsciously.

Meng Tiantian watched this scene, her clenched teeth kept gurgling, and even she couldn't help but burst into tears with great grief in her heart, not to mention his wife!

No one spoke, no one knew how to comfort them, and all words were pale in the face of a bitter death.

Jiang Wei tried his best to suppress his crying, but his body continued to tremble, and he turned his head and didn't dare to look at this couple who were only newly married for more than a month and were going through death.

The cuckoo leaned on her lover's chest and cried bitterly for a few minutes, slowly raised her head, Meng Tiantian helped her up, she finally glanced at the package with affection, and waved her hand weakly, "Send him away, his body is going to be studied, I'll ...... I'm not going to send him. ”

In the end, I couldn't cry anymore.

Meng Tiantian and Zhang Yue carried the body out, and when they came back, Du Juan had already left, and Jiang Wei was still leaning on the corridor.

"Doctor Jiang, don't be too upset. Meng Tiantian comforted softly.

Jiang Wei turned his head, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his voice was crying.

"They all say I'm good, tracheal intubation...... They all say that I can do it with one stitch, but today...... I...... I ......"

He couldn't go on, his shoulders trembled, his back turned to the two, his back bent a little, his gloved hands holding his head, and he fell into a wordless collapse.

Meng Tiantian and Zhang Yue felt uncomfortable, and they comforted each other, Jiang Wei whimpered for a moment, and then straightened up again and returned to the ward.

No matter how sad they are, they still have to go back, they still have other patients to take care of, just like Dong Le said, they can't fall down.

The No. 7 bed in the ward, where Cao Yujian was originally located, has now been immediately replaced with bed sheets and new patients have been arranged.

Chen Liang has been staring at Jiang Wei since he went in, and when Meng Tiantian went over to help him with daily care, he made a few gestures and pointed at Jiang Wei, Meng Tiantian understood that he wanted to write something, so he found him a clipboard.

"You've done your best, don't beat yourself up. ”

When Jiang Wei saw this, he couldn't help but tremble in his shoulders, but he didn't lose control of his emotions again in the ward.

The atmosphere in the ward was extremely depressing throughout the afternoon, and Dr. Jiang Wei, who was usually funny and humorous, had been silent today except for the occasional doctor's advice.

Meng Tiantian always felt as if his eyes were in the sand all afternoon, and tears flowed down at every turn.

Today's journey to the entrance of the hospital was full of medical staff and volunteers transporting supplies, who stood on both sides of the road, wearing heavy protective clothing, all looking at the car slowly driving towards the hospital entrance.

Two plastic flowers made by volunteers are tied to the rearview mirror of the car, and the flowers sway slightly as the car walks.

Meng Tiantian noticed that there were also reporters with cameras on their backs, all of whom were filming the car and the medical staff standing nearby.

"What is this doing? What's going on in the car?" Li Jing had just come out, and she didn't know what was going on.

The nurse who was in charge of distributing alcohol disinfection to everyone sighed.

"Inside the car is Dr. Cao Yujian, who was unfortunately infected with the virus during his work, and today the rescue is ineffective, and now his body is transported for research, and the doctors and nurses who have just changed shifts have come to see him off. ”

Li Jing's eyes widened suddenly, and tears rolled down, not only her, but several people all had tears in their eyes when they heard the words.

The nurse couldn't help but add, "He is only in his twenties, he has been married for less than two months, and his wife is also a hospital doctor. ”

Meng Tiantian couldn't help biting his lip and crying again when he heard this, a few of them followed the team wordlessly, as the car slowly left, those medical staff and reporters also followed the car and walked slowly forward, they were silent and solemn, without any verbal communication, but the movements were so consistent, they followed the car until they walked out of the hospital, still standing at the door of the hospital to watch the car leave.

The streets were empty and silent, it was still more than February, spring had not really arrived, the flowers had not yet bloomed, and he was taken away in the car, not able to see his family for the last time, and there was no memorial service for the death.

It's so simple, I was discharged from the hospital.

After the car was completely in everyone's field of vision, some nurses couldn't help but squat down and cry bitterly, every medical staff here is facing huge risks during the epidemic, there are already many medical staff infected in this hospital, but the first one died.

Moreover...... He's still so young.

The long street sends the soul of the hero, Dr. Cao, go all the way!

Meng Tiantian silently recited a sentence in his heart, taking alcohol to disinfect himself and others, maybe today's alcohol is too spicy for the eyes, everyone can't help but cry all the time, or maybe it's because the weather is bad today, and there is a lot of sand in the breeze blowing, which makes everyone lose their eyes.