Two hours later: "Professor Nan, you also have an early rest, and the student has retired." Dr. Zhang said sincerely.

The next day, the third day of the outbreak, at half past eight in the morning, Zhang Feng, Professor Nan Dongshan, and several medical staff all appeared in the ICU of the infectious disease department, that is, the intensive care unit, wearing thick isolation gowns and cotton yarn masks.

Professor Nan Dongshan built a yì last night, and today Zhang Feng went to the hospital with him to check on the patient and grasp the first-hand information. It doesn't matter if Zhang Feng arrives, the country is invincible, but Zhang Feng admires Professor Nan Dongshan even more. Because Professor Nan Dongshan is an ordinary person. Xu Zhiguang, secretary of the Hekou Municipal Party Committee, Zhang Shuixing, executive vice mayor, and Zhou Fengli, deputy secretary of Hekou Municipal Party Committee in charge of politics and law, and director of the Propaganda Department of the Hekou Municipal Party Committee, who were bitten by rabbits the day before yesterday, were left with only Secretary Xu Zhiguang or a dog panting.

The other three have already reported to Comrade Lao Ma, that is, Brother Marx.

More than a dozen of the other 30 or so people who entered the windbreak have been killed.

As of 7 o'clock this morning, nearly 50 people had died from this virulent infectious disease across the country.

It is in this situation that Professor Nan Dongshan still dares to come into direct contact with infected patients. This is the real professor. It is definitely not like the so-called 'brick family' and 'beast' in Zhang Feng's previous life.

At 8:40 a.m., Professor Nan Dongshan had just finished giving a male patient in his forties a pulse, and a certain ECG monitor behind Zhang Feng and others was 'dripping, dripping, dripping... Dropping screamed.

Five minutes later, the ICU of the Infectious Disease Department of the First People's Hospital of Hekou City began to rescue a female patient: "Establish another intravenous access for the patient to speed up the drip rate of dopamine injection at night." Report patients to P, R, BP every two minutes," a female doctor in an isolation gown ordered the nurse.

"At 8:49 the patient's immediate vital signs: 20 breaths per minute, pulse 90 beats per minute, blood pressure 60, 40 mm Hg." A nurse reported loudly.

"The patient with acidosis is strictly zhòng, and the patient is quickly given five percent of 250 ml. In addition, prepare for shock cardioversion. The female doctor ordered again. Dr. Zhang Feng nodded secretly, and said in his heart, worthy of being a doctor from the provincial hospital.

Another 10 minutes later, "the patient opened his immediate vital signs: 50 breaths per minute, 190 pulses per minute, and almost undetectable blood pressure." Another nurse reported aloud.

Dr. Zhang understood that this nurse must have been one of the medical staff sent by the province to support Hekou last night, because her report was better than the nurse just now.

"Open the incense, open the incense..."

Zhang Feng muttered a few times secretly, and before he could react, he heard the female doctor say again: "The patient is in severe shock, spontaneous breathing is almost gone, and he is going to prepare a small incision bag and tracheal intubation for tracheostomy and put on a ventilator." ”

Zhang Feng looked at the female patient named Zhang Kaixiang who had just been taken off her mask by a nurse and was lying on the hospital bed.

He couldn't help but be secretly afraid in his heart: Fortunately, my brother came to the hospital today, otherwise he Zhang Feng wouldn't know that Zhang Kaixiang was also infected.

Zhang Kaixiang is the landlord of Zhang Feng who just graduated from college and came to River City in his previous life.

Zhang Feng lived in Zhang Kaixiang's house for nearly three years, when he was in his twenties. Zhang Kaixiang took care of Zhang Feng for nearly three years like Zhang Feng's sister.

Zhang Feng knows that it is only 94 years now, and Zhang Kaixiang should now be working as a photojournalist in the Yu Provincial Daily.

She quit her job at the newspaper in 98 for some reason, and returned to her hometown to open a photo studio.

Zhang Feng saw that a nurse had already begun to disinfect the neck of Kaixiang, and he immediately walked to Professor Nan Dongfang's side.

Five minutes later, Zhang Feng personally fed the five milliliters of blood that a nurse had just drawn from him into Zhang Kaixiang's mouth.

Professor Nan Dong's request must be listened to by the other doctors.

So just now, Zhang Feng directly went to Professor Nanfang and said that he should be able to save the dying patient, and Nanfang gave Zhang Fengminneng a certain amount of trust to Zhang Fengmin, who could produce the 'Qixin' brand Banlangen.

After Zhang Feng fed Zhang Kaixiang his blood, he took out his silver needle and began to give Zhang Kaixiang needles.

Zhang Feng now understands that this unknown virus mainly inhibits and blocks the parasympathetic nerves of the human respiratory tract, causing people to develop diseases.

His current treatment is to try to remove the ice block that is blocking the parasympathetic pathway of the open airway.

In other words, if Zhang Kaixiang felt that Zhang Kaixiang was breathing smoothly immediately after Zhang Feng's treatment, it meant that Dr. Zhang had removed the ice cube, and vice versa, it meant that Zhang Feng had no way to take the virus. Fortunately, the result was quite satisfactory to Zhang.

Dr. Zhang opened her big beautiful eyes with a "bang" and opened her big beautiful eyes after performing the needle in the amazed silence of Nandong.

The onlookers let out a chorus of surprise.

"What about Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng?" Zhang Kaixiang sat up directly, grabbed Zhang Feng and asked.

Zhang Feng, who has already died once, knows that the ten minutes before and after a person's death can see some things in his future.

Of course, if you don't die in the end, you will become a prophet. Zhang Feng didn't know about others, anyway, he was dead. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to cross it.

So Zhang Feng was not surprised at all that Zhang Kaixiang could shout the word 'Xiaofeng' that she should have often shouted after five or six.

Zhang Kaixiang should have died just now, so she saw Zhang Feng in her mind space. If Zhang Feng wasn't here today, Zhang Kaixiang would definitely be dead.

People say that 'when a man is about to die, his words are also good', in fact, when a person is dying, he can see some of his things, and if he doesn't die, some things will happen in the future, which makes him realize many things.

But now Zhang Feng patted Zhang Kaixiang's shoulder and said softly: "Sister, I'm here, you haven't eaten for two or three days, and your body is a little weak." Let's talk again tomorrow. ”

"It's weird, but sister listens to you, let's go eat braised pork tomorrow." Zhang Kaixiang is very natural and authentic.

Zhang Kaixiang slowly lay down on the hospital bed and said in his heart, it's really strange, just now I was in a daze and seemed to have seen a lot of people and things.

That half-grown child just now is my godbrother who is closer than my own brother. There is no doubt about that. I saw that I had gone through a lot of things with him. It's really weird!

"Teacher Nan, he's your apprentice, right? It seems that his acupuncture is your true heritage! The female doctor who was in charge of rescuing Zhang Kaixiang just now said.

"I don't dare to do this, and I can't teach him. His acupuncture is much better than mine. Professor Nan Dongshan, who is in his forties, said indifferently.

"I'm a wild man, and I can't get into everyone's eyes, but I ate a snake gall bladder by chance before, so that my blood has a certain ability to resist poison and save my sister." Dr. Zhang said busily. Two hours later, in the small conference room of the first courtyard of the city:

"Of the twenty patients who took Lieutenant Zhang's blood, only one of the patients with the mildest symptoms should have been cured. The other 19 symptoms showed no significant improvement. An official from the Ministry of Health said.

More than an hour ago, Zhang Feng had to donate 100 milliliters of his blood to save lives under the eager eyes of the medical staff of the Ministry of Health, the Provincial Health Department, the Municipal Health Bureau, and hospitals at all levels.

"I said that Lieutenant Zhang's blood is not a panacea. Lieutenant Zhang was able to cure the female patient, and the luck component was a little greater. You still don't believe it. Professor Nan Dongshan said.

"Mr. Nan, I have thought of a way, I should be able to give it a try. It is to add 'fengfeng' and 'angelica' two herbs to our 'Qixin' brand blue root. Dr. Zhang said.

Before Professor Nan Dongshan could speak, he ran into the conference room of the hospital and said, "Professor Nan, Lieutenant Zhang, Zhang Kaixiang's condition has recurred. And it came with ferocity. Twenty minutes later, Zhang Feng used his own ten milliliters of blood and acupuncture to restore Zhang Kaixiang to normal.

Professor Nan Dongshan, who was wearing an isolation suit, said: "It is also about three hours of fission generation, and this unknown virus is about the same as the average two to three hours of ordinary viruses to split a generation, but after the fission of this unknown virus, its virulence has not weakened, but has become stronger." ”

With the consent of Professor Nan Dongshan, Zhang Feng did not even wear an isolation gown.

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly: "If you change the fission generation in three hours, you will need twice as much blood as you need." The first time it was 5 ml, and the second time it was 10 ml. After three hours, the third time was 20 milliliters, and the fourth and 40th times. Dr. Zhang wanted to faint as he spoke.

"Xiao Feng, don't save me next time, if I die, it's my life. If I hadn't met you, I would have died three hours ago. Zhang Kaixiang said.

"Your blood is RH negative and you don't match her blood type and you can't use a blood transfusion to save her, but there is a way to treat this patient once and for all." Professor Nan Dongshan is not in a hurry, but he is slow and authentic.

Dr. Zhang slapped his head suddenly, and said secretly, my brother has entered a misunderstanding.

When Nan Dongshan saw Zhang Feng's movements, he knew that Zhang Feng understood what he meant, so he beckoned the other medical staff to leave the high-level ward of the infectious disease department with him.

Doctor Zhang looked at Zhang Kaixiang, who had a blank look on his face, and said, "Sister, you should know how the hepatitis B virus spreads, right?" There are three types of blood, mother-to-child, and sexual transmission. My sister is a reporter for a provincial newspaper, so of course this question is not difficult for me. Zhang Kaixiang reporter said triumphantly.

"Oh, I see, the powerful antibodies in your blood kill the virus in my body. But you can't give me a blood transfusion, you can't take your blood orally, it's just you and I'll do it once, right? Bing Xue's smart Zhang Kaixiang immediately understood what Zhang Feng meant.

Zhang Feng and Zhang Kaixiang had a very simple godsister and brother relationship in their previous life, although they were very close, but they did not break through the last layer.

So Zhang Feng didn't think that it would be OK to open incense with Mian just now. After Nan Dongshan reminded Zhang Feng, he remembered this goods. "Fortunately, there is a bathroom in this room, Xiao Feng, you go take a shower!" Zhang Kaixiang is very natural and authentic.