The time has already entered September, and October is in sight.

The capital of Ancabin, Rolda.

National Hospital.

Tang Yi's condition has improved significantly, and after waking up, he was able to eat, and his resistance gradually recovered, but there was still some time before he went to the ground...... From hospitalization to the present, he has lost weight at a rate visible to the naked eye.

If you compare the appearance when you first arrived in Africa, you can be called a different person, a completely different temperament.

When people reach middle age, they naturally want to be blessed, Tang Yi is now lean and young people in their early twenties, 'rejuvenation' is not a good thing for middle-aged people, weight is greatly reduced in a short period of time, fat content is reduced, the burden on the liver is huge, immunity will also be greatly reduced, and the human body needs high-quality protein for immunoglobulin synthesis.

The sudden drop in fat mass, the same drop in immunoglobulin value, and the liver work hard to resist bacteria and viruses and detoxify, which can easily cause liver disease.

But this is also something that can't be done, at least the typhoid fever is under control, and as for the basic condition of the body, it can only be slowly recuperated later.

Tong Han can already go to the ground, but he is still weak.

The course of typhoid fever is mostly about a month, from latent, to the extreme stage of the virus outbreak, and then to the prognosis There is a completed adaptation and repair process, but compared to Tang Yi, she has already improved much, and from time to time she can bring Tang Yi a cup of hot water when Zhang Zhongjian and Director Wang are no longer there.

The day before yesterday, Director Wang finally informed China of what happened to the group.

Tang Yi's relatives bought a ticket to return that day and will arrive today.

Tang Yi was originally opposed, he didn't want his family to travel a long way, and he would only be worried when he saw him, but at this time...... Zhang Zhongjian felt that his family should have the right to know, and the care of the two eldest men was not as good as Tang Yi's wife.

And Director Wang ......

The disease subsided, the treatment was timely, and he wanted to ask for credit.

Where's the credit?

Falling ill in the midst of difficult aid work, but resolutely overcoming the disease, is an affirmation of the team's ability to coordinate and help the local work.

For this reason, Lao Mo also wrote a letter of thanks and a report sheet, which was sent to China in the name of inviting the official, which was regarded as a strong assist.

Director Wang's drill camp does not need to be repeated, there are thousands of people, no matter what his purpose is, at least his mind is still kind.

It is conceivable that after returning to China, Tang Yi will definitely gain much more than Director Wang in terms of meritorious deeds.

"Xiaotong, then you take care of you Professor Tang, let's go to the airport. Zhang Zhongjian said.

Tong Han nodded: "Don't worry, leave it to me." ”

The two set off.

I got on the minibus at the entrance of the hospital and sat down side by side.

Zhang Zhongjian suddenly said, "How long have we been here?"

"Today, September 23rd, three months in the end. ”

According to the original plan, the assistance work will continue until mid-November, that is, more than four months.

"When Tang Yi's condition is stable and he is sent back to China, let's hurry back to Malanre. ”

Tang Yi's situation is no longer suitable to continue to go to help, and the later recuperation of this serious illness may be several months, and it is appropriate to be rewarded for meritorious deeds when he is seriously injured.

And because of Tang Yi's matter, Director Wang thought that he and Zhang Zhongjian didn't need to go to the ghost place of Malange.

After more than a month of local assistance, they have seen too many tragic situations, where malaria outbreaks are concentrated, people are incapable of healing, and there is no way to relieve pain, and it is not an exaggeration to say that hell on earth.

In this situation, my heart is naturally tormented, and in addition to this......

The two of them still have to worry about being infected, Director Wang doesn't want to go, and the grades will be almost the same, and if they stay for enough time, they will be successful.

"We, do we still want to go to Malange? Tang Yi will definitely have to wait for typhoid fever to fully recover and meet the epidemic prevention standards before he can board the plane, then it will be the beginning of October, and then it will be the finishing work, do you still want to go?"

To summarize Director Wang's whole sentence simply-

There's no need.

Zhang Zhongjian closed his eyes slightly, there were some things he didn't want to talk to Director Wang about, but he was also entrusted by others.

"Who are the organizers of the project?"

"Huh?" Director Wang was stunned, a little confused by this unexplained sentence, but seeing that Zhang Zhongjian didn't mean to say the latter, he still said: "Southern Medical University, affiliated hospitals, Chinese Medicine Association, China Railway Company, what else?"

Director Wang is really a little confused, there are many naming parties for this kind of assistance program, even if it is not a directly governed unit, he will come to contact the relationship and mix up a good reputation, because there are too many, so he really doesn't remember.

"Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences. Zhang Zhongjian finally broke the ground.

"Traditional Chinese Medicine...... The Academy of Sciences ......, "But Director Wang still can't understand what Zhang Zhongjian is going to say."

Zhang Zhongjian thought about it for a while, and still told him something: "I gave me a statistical paper, and I have been preparing it, but there is still some content in the follow-up, so I need to go to Malange again." ”

"Old Ai......" Director Wang muttered, as if searching for this person in his head.

The person who can be built by Zhang Zhongcheng as Lao Ai must be the same as him, not to mention the Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences......

"Ai, Director Ai?" he said.

There are many units and research institutes under the jurisdiction of the Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences, Ai is not a big surname, and you can think of this person after searching Director Wang, the deputy director of a research institute, who once seemed to have met at a seminar on traditional Chinese medicine, but he was not familiar with it.

Compared with Zhang Zhongjian's level and face, Director Wang is more than a star and a half behind.

"Lao Ai has been doing a collaborative research project recently, and he needs some first-hand information, so he asked me to help. ”

Director Wang was at a loss.

I help, and I can understand......

Is it necessary to tell me so solemnly?

For a moment, the two were silent.

Zhang Zhongjian stopped at the point, and Director Wang kept thinking about it, moving all the way until he arrived at the airport, and Director Wang didn't understand a causal relationship, and always felt that Professor Zhang was inexplicably wonderful.

When they arrived at the airport, the two got out of the car and didn't take any pick-up cards, Tang Yi's family members they all knew, and they all lived in the family building of Southern Medical University, and they still went upstairs and downstairs with Director Wang.

Coming to the exit gate, the plane just landed.

After waiting for less than twenty minutes, the first batch of people appeared, and the two of them saw Tang Yi's wife who was walking in the forefront and walking in a hurry at a glance.

It can be seen that they are anxious.

Tang Yi's wife came with Tang Yi's son, who is very similar to Tang Yi, who is now emaciated after illness, but he studied Western medicine, and now he is studying with his tutor in the Affiliated Hospital of Qingyu University.

"Brother and sister, Xiaofeng, it's been hard all the way. Zhang Zhongjian, as the leader, must be the first to open up, "It was because we didn't take care of Tang Yi and made you worried." ”

Tang Yi's wife was flattered, but she was more worried in her heart: "He used to be a Western doctor, he was also infected with a disease, and he worked on the front line, we can understand, now let's go to the hospital first." ”

"Okay, let's go, the car is in the parking lot. ”

Several people got into the car.

Tang Feng began to inquire about the condition, his mother was a high school teacher who did not understand medicine, he was a doctor and could analyze the situation.

Zhang Zhongjian said what happened in the future......

"Multiple perforations in the abdominal cavity?Surgery performed in a coma?How was the operation done?Is the level of the local doctors sufficient?" Many people still have misconceptions about Africa, for example, Tang Feng doubts the level of local medical skills.

Zhang Zhongjian hurriedly explained: "The level of the largest local national hospital is still excellent, and Director Wang invited the best infectious disease experts earlier, but we disagreed with the attending doctor's opinion, so we went directly to the operation, and the operation was relatively successful." ”

Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and gave his mother a reassuring look.

Zhang Zhongjian didn't dare to say what happened to the operation, lest they think too much......

It was Director Wang, who was silent all the way.

More than forty minutes.

They came to the hospital, got out of the car and rushed directly to the inpatient department.

But.

Just as he was about to enter the elevator, Director Wang paused and shouted softly-

"Could it be that it has something to do with artemisinin?"

Several people were stunned.

Including Zhang Zhongjian was also stunned, and only after savoring it did he make up Director Wang's lost words, and suddenly understood what Director Wang meant.

After doing it for a long time, he thought about it all the way?

Seeing Director Wang's hot gaze coming, Zhang Zhongjian was not easy to sell, but because outsiders were present, he just nodded: "There is some relationship, but it is friendship to help, don't think about it." ”

When Director Wang heard this, he didn't care if he was friendly or unfriendly.

With such a big project, even if it is to serve tea and water to the research institute, it is an honor, not to mention providing first-hand statistical information, which can be regarded as more or less involved, right?

Can he not think about it?!

Impossible!