Chapter 119: Untitled

In the next few days, Lin Wanqiao arrived at work on time at half past six in the morning every day.

Although she brought money into the group, she was not given the slightest chance to be lazy.

The temperature is barely acceptable in the morning and evening, and from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m., staying in the room is a purgatory on earth.

Even if the generator is powering the electric fan.

The wind blowing out was scorching hot, and the air was visibly distorted.

Doctors can't stand it, and patients can't stand it.

So every time they reach a critical point, everyone will automatically move a series of equipment such as tables, chairs, benches and other equipment to the basement, and then set up stalls and continue to be busy.

The county hospital is an old hospital area, and there was no underground garage when it was planned, and now this basement is still dug by this group of medical staff and the patient's family members with a shovel after the high temperature.

Due to the limited conditions and safety, the entire basement is not large, only less than 200 square meters.

Not enough to accommodate all the patients.

Therefore, half of the hospital is reserved for the seriously ill patients, who stay in the basement in the morning and evening. However, patients with mild symptoms and outpatients and medical staff still have to endure the high temperature to stay on the ground to see a doctor.

Everyone was huddled into the small basement, shoulder to shoulder, and they seemed to feel each other's hot breath on each other's faces.

There is no air conditioning.

No ice cubes.

There is a heat wave and the smell of sweat that has nowhere to hide.

Even if the sweat had already wet the mask, Lin Wanqiao didn't dare to take it off.

For a moment, she wondered why she was making a mistake for herself.

However, when the patient showed a smile because of the pain relief and kept thanking her, Lin Wanqiao suddenly felt that it was not so difficult.

At the end of the day, time flies by.

Lunch was delivered to the basement by the chef of the cafeteria and distributed.

It's the same for everyone.

Two baked potatoes, a bowl of boiled broccoli.

Bland, tasteless.

Even salt is now a scarce commodity.

Lin Wanqiao has found the state of her previous life, taking a bite of potatoes, drinking a bowl of vegetable soup, and flexibly spitting out the dregs.

Doctors and nurses from several departments sat around and chatted while eating.

"Xiaolin, why did you come to our hospital for an internship, what do you do at home?" A nurse asked everyone's thoughts.

Lin Wanqiao: "I'm just an ordinary person, I'm bored at home and want to learn something, I want to thank Director Qi for not disliking me and taking me in." ”

No one believes that she is an ordinary person, that cart full of medicine, not to mention the current world, before the release, no ordinary person was so arrogant and said that she would send it.

"Xiaolin, do you know that your batch of medicine saved two seriously ill patients on the first day."

"Yes, those two people have bacterial infections, one pneumonia, and one acute diarrhea, they are already waiting to die, but I didn't expect to wait for the antibiotics sent by Xiaolin at the critical moment, it's really fateful."

Some people are curious about where Lin Wanqiao got so many medicines.

She repeated her previous rhetoric.

"That's really a good person, don't underestimate this medicine, last time I heard a patient's family complain, saying that a amoxicillin, the scalpers outside dare to open a sky-high price."

"I've also heard of this, they are all life-saving medicines, and those family members are willing to buy them if they can get together."

"Alas, in this world, people's hearts are cold, and the world is declining, and they have made a fortune."

"Don't say that, isn't the boss Xiao Lin knows a good person, he sells these things, and a few houses can be exchanged for them, there are not many people like this."

"Don't be so conservative, where are there only a few sets, if my family is sick, don't say one house and one medicine, I am willing to do ten. Phew! ”

Lin Wanqiao drank vegetable soup silently, listening to her colleagues chatting with me.

"Xiaolin, when will you introduce us to this great benevolent person, donate so many things, we also have to thank others." A department head suddenly spoke.

Lin Wanqiao said haha: "Okay, I will definitely bring your kindness." But he was too busy, I only worked under him, I didn't know each other for a long time, and occasionally I heard that I wanted to come to the hospital to study, and it happened that he himself had already intended to donate, so he borrowed my hand to deliver the medicine. I don't always get in touch with him, and he said that donating doesn't seek fame and fortune, and he doesn't necessarily want to come. ”

She knew that the batch of medicines could only solve a temporary need.

On the first day she came, the dean came to the TCM department to thank her, and intentionally or unintentionally inquired about the people behind her, and the purpose was self-evident.

It's just that the tree is big and famous, and she can't do more for a while.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd.

"Doctor! Doctor! Come on, someone, there's no one here! ”

As soon as all the medical staff heard the sound, they immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands, pushed aside the crowd and ran to the source of the sound.

Lin Wanqiao also followed.

The crowd outside had formed a big circle, and the doctor came and automatically made a gap.

In the center of the circle, an old man was lying unconscious on the ground, and a stainless steel bowl was lying on the ground with its face up, and the food in the bowl was spilled on the ground, mixed with a puddle of yellow-white filth on the ground.

A middle-aged man squatted next to him and shook the old man with an anxious face.

"Dad, Dad, wake up."

The internist was the first to arrive, squatted down to break the old man's eyelids, and took out a stethoscope from his arms to listen to the old man's heartbeat.

Another doctor saw that his colleague was already examining, turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "Who are you a patient?" ”

The man was already sweating in a hurry: "I, he is my father." Doctor, you must save him. ”

"What's going on with your dad?"

The old man was left to the doctor's fiddling with it, but there was no reaction, and the man panicked.

"I, I don't know......

A few days ago, my dad broke his leg and injured his leg, and it didn't get better for two days, but it was even more swollen, and I came to see my leg today.

Just now when he was eating, he suddenly said that he had a headache, and then he threw up on the ground, and then he fainted, and I didn't wake him up. ”

The more the man spoke, the more frightened he became, grabbed the doctor's wrist, and pleaded: "Doctor, my dad will be fine, he just broke his leg!" ”

"Did your dad have cardiovascular problems before?" The doctor who was examining the old man looked up at the moment.

"He, he has high blood pressure, his heart is not very good, he had a stent a few years ago, and he has diabetes ......" The man's voice became lower and lower.

"The blood pressure suddenly increased significantly, already above 250/150, and the increase in diastolic blood pressure was more significant than that of systolic blood pressure......," the doctor shook his head visibly at his colleague, "His visual nipple has symptoms of edema, which should be caused by intracranial hypertension, and the cause of brain tumor and blood clot cannot be ruled out, and it is necessary to take an X-ray to confirm it." ”

My colleague frowned: "But our X-film machine can't be turned on for a long time." ”

If this is the case, it is necessary to treat it with medication, and if the symptoms of intracranial hypertension continue to worsen, ventricular puncture and drainage, or subtemporalis decompression, large bone flap decompression, etc.

Intravenous infusion medicine is not available.

The operating room does have operations, but there is only one, and there are so many critically ill patients that everyone is queuing.

Patients with acute and critical conditions like this can indeed apply for early insertion for surgery, but there seem to be three more waiting in front of them, all of them are critically ill, and as doctors, they can't favor one over the other, and it is not impossible for them to die before they get on the operating table.

"Director Qi, hurry up and let him take a look."

Traditional Chinese medicine can also identify the symptoms and do certain treatments, as long as the person can be dragged to the operating table, there is hope.

Everyone looked around, only to find that they didn't see Director Qi at lunch.

At this time, someone remembered: "Director Qi finished reading it this morning, and took a turn off in the afternoon." ”

"What about Dr. Feng?"

In addition to Director Qi, she is the second-in-command of the Chinese medicine department.

However, at the critical moment, several people were not there.

"She's still here."

The man was about to cry: "Doctor, what should my dad do, you should treat him quickly." ”

The crowd pursed their lips and said nothing.

Just when he was in danger, a clear voice sounded.

"Would you like me to try?"