"Do we want to call a number?" Tong Xiaotang looked at the crowded consultation desk, and then glanced at the call machine that was also surrounded not far away.

"At this time, it's still ...... Ask first!" Lin Qingping gritted his teeth.

"Good!"

The two men began to squeeze desperately towards the consultation desk.

"Doctor, this little girl's grandmother is sick, she is likely to be infected and needs to be isolated immediately!" Tong Xiaotang desperately squeezed in front of a doctor at the consultation desk.

"Are there any obvious symptoms?" replied the doctor, in his busy schedule.

"Not yet, but her grandmother has passed away, and it is likely that she is ......a patient," Lin Qingping also explained at this time.

"If it weren't for the seriously ill patients, we would have no choice but to go home for isolation and observation first. "The doctor was very busy, but he answered carefully.

"However, her grandmother has ......"

"I can only go home and isolate first, there is really no bed, and now I can't accept mild symptoms, you can only be regarded as suspicious, and you need to be diagnosed before you can ......"

“......”

In the crowd, Lin Qingping and Tong Xiaotang were squeezed back together.

Jiujiu also woke up at this time, blinked his eyes, and rubbed his hands again, but he didn't cry or make trouble, he looked very well-behaved.

"Don't rub your eyes with your hands. Lin Qingping immediately stopped it.

"Oh. Jiujiu was so frightened that she withdrew her hand.

"Brother Lin, what are we going to do now?The hospital doesn't have beds, so we can't admit them at all......" Tong Xiaotang looked at Lin Qingping, his eyes full of helplessness.

"......" Lin Qingping.

According to the medical staff, now that the hospital beds are full, suspected cases like Jiujiu cannot be accepted at all.

And now, there is no very good way to determine whether Jiujiu is infected or not.

There is no choice but to bring Jiu Jiu back first.

"Save my son, please save my son!" A familiar voice sounded in Lin Qingping's ears, it was the ninety-year-old grandmother who came over before.

"There are no beds, and we have no choice, so now we can only admit severe cases, and we can only queue up for mild cases. The doctor's voice rang out again.

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know ...... now"

“......”

Looking at this scene, Lin Qingping's heart once again turned over with huge waves.

Wrong!

This is absolutely not normal!

According to the normal situation, once a confirmed patient is found, he should be isolated for diagnosis and treatment immediately, but in reality, the patient has already arrived in the hospital, but there is no bed.

This shows that the number of patients has far exceeded the capacity of the hospital!

"Wuhan!"

"Wuhan !!"

"What is the real situation of this condition?!"

Lin Qingping gritted his teeth.

When he looked at the old man again, the old man was looking for a doctor with her son, and the ninety year old man was slumped, but unusually strong.

"Tang Tang, you take Jiujiu outside to wait for me, I'll help that old grandmother. Lin Qingping's heart was a little unbearable after all.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you outside. Tong Xiaotang nodded.

"Find a ventilated place to wait for me, don't get too close to people. Lin Qingping greeted again.

"Good. Tong Xiaotang left with Jiujiu in his arms.

Lin Qingping, on the other hand, walked quickly in the direction where the old man left, and in the corridor of the outpatient clinic, he saw one patient after another.

"So many people?!"

"Are these all patients?"

"Ahem!"

The coughing sound of the patients answered Lin Qingping's question.

Lin Qingping looked at the patients in the ward through the window of the corridor, where most of the patients were lying on the bed, coughing constantly, and some of them were even on ventilators.

"The ward is full of seriously ill patients, and the number is much more than imagined!" Lin Qingping has determined at this moment that his condition this time is far more serious than he imagined.

It is quite possible that it will be more than 08 years!

Even, more serious!

The more Lin Qingping thought about it, the colder his back became, and when he went out this morning, he was still a little happy when he saw seven out of ten people on the street wearing masks.

He felt that everyone seemed to be taking it seriously.

However, when he arrived at the hospital and looked at everything here, he suddenly understood what a terrible thing it was for only seven out of ten people to wear masks.

"Granny, ...... Sit down, what's wrong with you?"

"It's my son, he's sick, no one in the family dares to send it over, I'm old...... It's okay if he's dead, I just ask you to save him!" the old woman began to say as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

When Lin Qingping looked over, he happened to see a doctor holding the old grandmother, and then the doctor glanced at the man next to the old grandmother.

"How's the breathing?" the doctor asked.

"Ahem, it's okay to ......"

"There are obvious characteristics of the disease, but there is no way to diagnose it now, so I can only take medicine and inject first, but there are no beds in the hospital. The doctor's brow furrowed.

"Please, save my son!"

"Okay, we will definitely find a way, we will not give up a life, however, now the hospital only admits serious cases, old man, you see if this will work, I will first arrange for him to take medicine and injections in the outpatient corridor, and if the condition becomes more serious, we will find a way to arrange for him to enter the ward." The doctor thought for a moment and said.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" said the old woman to the doctor.

"You're welcome. The doctor turned and left.

Then the grandmother pulled her son to find a place to sit down, took a cup of hot water from his backpack, and handed it to her son.

"Ahem. The man coughed twice, picked up the hot water and drank it.

Lin Qingping looked at this scene and immediately walked over: "Old man, I am a grid member of the Guangming Community, my name is Lin Qingping, do you need my help?"

"Ah, I know you, good boy, your girlfriend is good, but we are fine, just now Dr. Lin said, we will just get an injection in the outpatient clinic, he also said, now my son is only mild, there will be no problem, if there is a serious illness, immediately arrange to enter the ward." The old grandmother glanced up at Lin Qingping, shook her head again, and squeezed out a smile towards Lin Qingping.

"Then I'll go through the formalities for you, shall I?"

"This ...... Thank you so much!" the old woman thanked Lin Qingping gratefully, and then muttered softly: "There are still many good people in this world." ”

Lin Qingping's heart was slightly sour.

In such a difficult situation, when her son was infected and was unable to admit him in the hospital, the grandmother's heart was still full of trust in this society.

So, how could he give up?!