From small clinic to medical empire

Chapter 188 I miss you, and the child in your belly!

Although Hu Mingxue is not very old, she studied under Professor Tu Yuzhen of Peking University.

Professor Tu is one of the big stars in the prevention and control of infectious diseases in my country, and he is also an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Hu Mingxue is her favorite disciple, and she has a high level of post-disaster epidemic prevention.
As the saying goes, after a catastrophe, there must be a catastrophe, and the horror of the catastrophe is even greater than the catastrophe.

To some extent, although Hu Mingxue is the deputy head of the medical team, her importance and voice are no less than Hou Guojun's.

She came forward to give a compromise opinion, coupled with the overall planning of the commander-in-chief Sang Weirong, the medical resource allocation plan was quickly clarified.

That is to maintain the existing strength of Haoran Temporary Hospital and provide a small amount of medical material support as needed. At the same time, the joint medical team will build a new "Northern Sichuan Disaster Relief Joint Hospital".

The North Sichuan Disaster Relief United Hospital has an absolute advantage in medical strength and will be responsible for treating the trapped wounded who will be rescued next.

After Haoran Temporary Hospital receives additional resources, the focus is still on solving the existing inventory of injured people and ensuring that the proportion of deaths and disability due to injuries is reduced.

Both Zhang Zifan and Hou Guojun agreed with this plan, and the two sides immediately returned to their respective positions to get busy.

……

When the meeting ended, Hu Mingxue stopped Kong Xiang and greeted him with a smile.

"I didn't expect to see you here. Are you and Wang Jie okay?"

"Sister Hu, long time no see, my wife and I are fine..."

"Really...you healed your hand without saying a word, the news came, and the colleagues in the hospital are very happy for you!"

"Thank you, senior. This is also thanks to the superb skills of Headmaster Zhang Zifan. If there is nothing else, I will go to work first."

"Hehe, as an ophthalmologist, how busy can you be in the disaster area?"

"This... Our dean entrusted me to manage the temporary hospital, and I'm still busy."

"It seems that Dean Zhang is indeed a remarkable person. Otherwise, with the pride of our great talents, we wouldn't keep talking about 'our dean'."

"Well, Dean Zhang is indeed the most talented doctor I have ever seen. I find it very interesting and honored to work with him."

"Haha, of course I know this, otherwise how could I propose to keep the independent operation of the Haoran temporary hospital?"

"Ah? You are because..."

"Hehe, what's that expression on your face? Do you think I'm just proposing because of you? Do you think I'm so indiscriminate between public and private?"

"Uh... no, I didn't mean that."

"Hehe, to be honest, I am not unfamiliar with Haoran Medical. I participated in ICID in Yangcheng a few months ago, and also participated in the local triatomine hunting operation. At that time, I witnessed the demeanor of President Zhang...

In short, to believe in Haoran Medical is to believe in your vision of Kong Xiang, and to believe in my own judgment! "

……

As more personnel and equipment arrived, more and more wounded were pulled from the rubble.

The North Sichuan Disaster Relief General Hospital has relatively abundant supplies and a good level of medical treatment. These incremental wounded were quickly and properly treated.

However, as time passed, things gradually changed.

As time came to the third "3 hours", not only the proportion of corpses excavated was getting higher and higher, but the death rate of the wounded was also gradually rising.

Countless viewers waited in front of the TV, clasped their hands together, and prayed silently.

However, miracles don't always happen.

In the ruined area of ​​the Nanping Farmer's Market where Sun Qiang focused his live broadcast, six corpses had been excavated in the past hour.

And just now, the seventh and eighth wounded were unearthed.

The two men were suppressed by cement bricks, but only from the waist down.

When they were exhumed, they were covered in dust, but they seemed to still be conscious.

Before everyone cheered for finding the survivors, the two wounded lost their breath one after another on the stretcher.

At this moment, whether it was rescuers, medical staff, or ordinary viewers watching all this on TV, all of them had red eyes and tears.

That's the way it is, if it was a corpse in the first place, maybe I would feel better in my heart.

But it was obvious that the one who was rescued was a living person, but in the blink of an eye his life was gone with the wind. Fate gave a glimmer of dawn, and then crushed it severely.

Such a contrast makes people more heartbroken and more desperate.

"Why did this happen? I clearly saw that the wounded man was still breathing and even conscious when he came out. Why did he die?"

"Are these doctors idiots? Why didn't they give him artificial respiration? Why didn't they rescue him immediately? Do they have to move him to a makeshift hospital?"

Under the official account of Station C, more and more people have issued such questions.

Some of them are pure bullies.

There are also some people who don't understand that doctors must have their own difficulties, but they just want to vent their anger towards death and find someone to vent their anger on.

Fortunately, there are more sensible people leaving messages to persuade.

Sun Qiang also endured his grief and brought relevant interviews on the program in time.

"Friends from the audience, this is Professor Hou Guojun, a well-known severe trauma expert.

Professor Hou, we saw many wounded. When we rescued them, they seemed to be in good condition, but in the end we failed to save their lives. It's gone.

This is really a very sad thing.

As an ordinary person without much medical knowledge, I, like many viewers and friends in front of the TV at this moment, want to know why this is. Is there a better way for us to save these compatriots who are connected by blood? "

Hou Guojun took a deep breath and said helplessly: "I have to admit that the most important rescue window, the golden 72 hours, is slowly closing.

Next, we have to face the inevitable situation of more and more seriously injured.

In the previous earthquake rescue process, we can often see that some wounded survived for more than a dozen or even tens of hours under the rubble and still kept conscious, but within a few minutes to a few hours after being rescued, they lost consciousness. towards the end of life.

The cause of this phenomenon is the terrible crush syndrome.

Crush syndrome occurs when a casualty is crushed by rocks or earth for more than 6 hours.

At this time, the blood vessels in the muscles are flattened, which not only cuts off the nutrient transport chain leading to the important heart, brain, and kidney, but also blocks the excretion of toxic substances.

Over time, muscle necrosis occurs and metabolic toxins are released. Once the pressure is relieved, these toxins will permeate the whole body, causing systemic organ failure, especially acute renal failure as the main manifestation.

Although in the face of the epidemic, our medical team has prepared a series of equipment such as hemodialysis machines, but crush syndrome is a worldwide problem. Once it occurs, the mortality rate is extremely high, and we can only... "

"There are people! There are living people!"

At this moment, several search and rescue soldiers in the distance shouted loudly, "A young man was crushed under the cement slab!"

Hearing the yelling, Hou Guojun couldn't care less about the interview, and hurried to find the sound, and Sun Qiang quickly followed.

……

Under the excavation of the armed police soldiers, a deep pit leading to the ground has appeared here, and the place where the crushed young man is located is the first floor of the farmer's market.

The lad seems to be in good shape at the moment.

Although he was firmly pressed down by the huge cement slab, except that he couldn't move, everything seemed normal.

He smiled and thanked the armed police soldiers, and even joked that when the earthquake came, he didn't even drink the beer he had just opened, so it was all wasted.

"Are you a reporter?"

The young man raised his head hard and said to Sun Qiang, "Can you give me a camera? I want to say hello to my wife!"

Sun Qiang, who had just received popular science, didn't know what the ending was waiting for this cheerful guy, but he didn't say anything, and stretched out the microphone with red eyes.

The young man is not very nervous when facing the camera.

After all, you are not afraid of death, so what is there to worry about?

He faced the camera and shouted vigorously: "Tan Xiaofeng - I miss you! I also miss the child in your stomach!
Don't worry, I will work hard to survive, I will not let our child be born without a father..."

……

The young man's name is Chen Jian, and he came here from his hometown to work together with his wife.

However, just last month, his wife was found to be pregnant. In order to let her wait for the birth with peace of mind, Chen Jian asked his wife to go back to his hometown, while he desperately worked an extra job.

Who knows, the husband and wife may never see each other after this separation.

At this time, the audience in front of the TV was already crying, but Sun Qiang couldn't cry.

He tried to hold back his tears and chatted with Chen Jian about his daily life, distracting him so that the rescuers could open the cement slab.

However, the huge cement slab does not mean that it can be opened by opening it.

Because it is in the middle of the ruins, it is inconvenient to press in heavy equipment, so the soldiers began to use hydraulic jacks and pry bars to open the cement slab.

After working for a long time, this particularly thick cement board has become a little loose, but it is still far from being moved away.

An old squad leader said: "No way, it's too heavy, call Daxiong and the others!"

The big bear is Li Jingwang.

When heavy machinery is inconvenient to use, Li Jingwang is the trump card of rescuers.

Therefore, Li Jingwang has not stopped during this period of time. He, Li Chao, and Durant are busy walking between various rescue points.

The command center also specially equipped Li Jingwang and the others with a walkie-talkie, just to facilitate the rescue team to call.

When the soldiers called Li Jingwang, Sun Qiang noticed that Chen Jian's complexion was getting worse little by little, and asked quickly, "Chen Jian, how do you feel now?"

"Now... I feel a real pain in my waist..."

Chen Jian tried his best to put on a smiling face, and said, "But it doesn't matter. I was desperate the night I was crushed just now. At that time, I wanted to die, but when I turned my head and thought of my wife and children, I told myself that I must live." go down.

Now that I have seen you and so many kind-hearted people, I will definitely live well and have a good life... waiting for me..."

Chen Jian's smile was still bright, but his voice became softer and softer.

(End of this chapter)