Back To The Age Of The 80s

When Li Zheng left the hospital, Xu Mingsheng's temperature had already dropped, and his vital signs gradually stabilized. Chen Sufen and Xu Keqiang took his hands and thanked him again and again.

Li Zheng smiled and said that this is what he should do. Chen Sufen looked at him with a seemingly unconscious look, with a helpless smile on her face. Of course she knew what Li Zheng was thinking. The child looks mature and stable, but inside he still maintains a precious heart of innocence.

"Xiao Zheng, the weight of life is too heavy, don't put it on your shoulders. Just go back and extract the antibiotics, and leave the rest to me. I am a doctor and I understand my duty." Chen Sufen solemnly. Said the matter.

Li Zheng was startled, then smiled bitterly, "Mother, you are serious."

Li Zheng is engaged in drug research and development. It is the doctor's job to use drugs without drugs. He has done everything he can. Li Zheng left all the 18 medicines he had brought with him at Queen Mary Hospital. Then he and the professors left, and they had to go back and prepare enough antibiotics.

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"Hey, what did the nurse tell you to go out for?" This is a young man in his early thirties with a white shirt and black trousers. He wears a disposable mask on his face. He is here to take care of his father. The old man just moved a few days ago. During gastrointestinal surgery, I was infected with drug-resistant bacteria before he was cured, and had a high fever since yesterday.

In the 1980s, infection with drug-resistant strains was still very rare, especially this large-scale infection, probably the first time in Xiangjiang, so after the news of the closure of the Mary Hospital, all major newspapers in Xiangjiang used a lot of This event was reported on the page. The report detailed the common sense of drug-resistant strains and the fear of Pseudomonas aeruginosa, which made the people of Xiangjiang understand that frequent antibiotics are also a dangerous thing.

After the young man knew that his father had been infected with drug-resistant bacteria, he had already prepared for the worst while in grief, so he hurriedly left work and stayed in front of the old man's bed 24 hours a day.

The middle-aged woman who was questioned and her daughter looked at each other, then turned her head and said with a smile: "It's nothing, just ask some things to pay attention to. It's not long before the operation of our family, Lao Yu."

The young man glanced at them suspiciously, without thinking much. Everyone is the patient's family and pitying each other, so if there is anything to hide, he probably thinks too much.

It was just that as time went on, he found that from time to time, the family members of patients were called out by nurses. Although the nurses veiled to call the person next to the bed, Zheng Cheng had done administrative work for so many years.

His doubts reached a peak after a fierce dispute broke out between a couple.

"The nurses have said that Dad's disease is very difficult to treat without this medicine. Do you want to watch Dad die? He is not your father, so you don't worry, right?"

"You make some sense, and the nurse also said that this medicine is toxic, risky, and risky!"

"There are three, and I have launched three from here in the morning. You read today's newspaper, and the newspaper said that this bacterial infection is very serious. I asked my classmates who studied medicine, under the current medical level There is no rule at all. Since there is a glimmer of hope, why don't we give it a try!" His wife was very emotional.

"Afang..."

"Needless to say, this is my father, I will sign it later!"

The young men, Zheng Cheng's brows frowned, what are they talking about? What medicine? Why didn't he know, seeing his father's situation getting worse, he couldn't sit still.

Zheng Cheng walked out of the isolation ward, just to see a young nurse holding a stack of papers and a middle-aged woman explaining something. The middle-aged woman nodded and responded again and again.

"Well, I sign, I sign." Thanks to the media's popular science reports on drug-resistant strains and Pseudomonas aeruginosa, the hospital has done a lot of work. The families of the patients in despair Hearing that their loved ones may have hope of salvation, let alone three or four, they are willing to try even if the probability is small.

Chen Xuhua took the lead and Chen Sufen was in charge. First-line experts at Queen Mary Hospital quickly screened out patients who could receive drug injections. Their screening conditions are very conservative, choosing young, resistant, and free from other serious diseases to be the first to try.

In order to avoid the risks of the hospital to the greatest extent, they asked the nurses to explain in detail the risks of drug injection one-on-one, and signed an exemption agreement on the principle of voluntary. Although the carbapenem antibiotics did not pass the biological experiment, the agreement itself lacks legal effect, but it is better than nothing.

"Nurse? Excuse me..." Zheng Cheng frowned and said.

Seeing him approaching, the nurse and the middle-aged woman immediately stopped talking. The nurse seemed to inadvertently turn the top sheet of paper.

"Mr. Zheng, can I help you?"

Zheng Cheng glanced over the paper in the nurse's hand and said with a smile: "I think you have talked to many family members, so come out to see if I have to pay attention to something."

"Ms. Chen, you can go in first." The nurse said to the middle-aged woman, then turned her head and talked to Zheng Cheng about Mr. Zheng's condition and related matters to pay attention to, so that people can't see the difference.

Not long after, the first batch of selected patients were formally injected with carbapenem antibiotics.

All the front-line experts of the Queen Mary Hospital, including Mr. Adolf, the Dean of Queen Mary Hospital, Chen Xuhua, Chen Sufen, and the other department directors, all looked solemn. Looking at the ticking clocks on the wall, the atmosphere in the office almost solidified.

"Bump" the office door was knocked, and Mr. Adolf exclaimed, "Come in."

Wang Jing walked in from the door, and she walked in with a thick pile of materials, "Mr. Li Zheng has left all antibiotics injected. Here are the waiver agreement signed by the family and the patient's medication record."

Dean Adolf rubbed his temples, "Oh, God, I really don’t know if I made the right decision. May the Lord bless these poor patients to get healthy again, and bless your devout believers. Keep his job."

Chen Sufen flipped through the medication records and nodded to Wang Jing, then she stood up and clapped her hands, "Everyone, let’s be in place. Based on the experience of Lao Xu’s antibiotic injections, the next few hours will be the most difficult battle. when."

Everyone nodded one after another, and then quickly left with their respective patient information.

In the next few hours, the atmosphere in the isolation ward suddenly became tense, and the nurses and doctors looked at the patients who were injected with drugs almost one-on-one.

After the carbapenem antibiotics were injected, most patients had severe side effects. Fortunately, the example of Xu Mingsheng was before, and the doctors and nurses were calm and calm.

The family members of the patients who had been injected with antibiotics were nervous, and the family members who had not been injected slowly recovered. Especially in the afternoon, when the temperature of the dozen or so patients who were the first to inject antibiotics dropped, the families of the remaining patients quit.

"Did they use any medicine? We want to use it too! We are not moneyless? Why give them first!"

"Yeah, yeah, we have to take medicine too!"

The emotional family members of the patients gathered together and blocked the door of the doctor's office.

"Wang Jing, has the blood test report come out? You first send the patient whose condition is under control to the observation ward." Chen Xuhua said.

Then he got up and walked to the door of the office.

"Quiet, everyone quietly, listen to me."

"Hello, I’m Chen Xuhua, the vice-president of Queen Mary Hospital. I want to clarify that our hospital is not favoritism, and the doctors have not accepted red envelopes from the families of other patients. You must have read the news papers these days. , This drug-resistant strain infection is a very serious matter. Even the most advanced medical level in the United States cannot cure Pseudomonas aeruginosa infections. Fortunately, one of our biopharmaceutical scholars in Xiangjiang happens to be While doing related research, he has developed a brand new antibiotic that is effective against Pseudomonas aeruginosa. However, it may not be clear to everyone that the birth of a new drug requires countless experiments and improvements, and this process often takes several times. Years or even ten years, but life waits for no one!"

Chen Xuhua paused, glanced at the patient's family who had calmed down, and continued: "When our Queen Mary Hospital learned that this scholar had extracted the new antibiotic extract, we contacted him as soon as possible. However, the new drug, Without improvement over time after experiment, random injections will have huge risks. Therefore, the first batch of subjects we selected are young, highly resistant patients without other major diseases. This is responsible for the hospital and also for the patients. Responsible."

The family members of the patients rustled up in discussions.

"Risk, what risk? It's better than waiting to die!"

"You don't know, the agreement says that the drug is poisonous, and what kind of laboratory has a survival rate of less than three levels!"

"So low?"

"Who said no, the nurse came to see me too, I didn't dare to sign!"

Seeing that the scene was under control, Chen Xuhua gave a dry cough and said loudly: "Don't worry, as long as the patient's resistance is over, the hospital will arrange injections. Go home, everyone, the patients are still waiting for your care."

Although the patient's family members were still worried, they still left in twos and threes after seeing the doctor who had not rested for a few days.

Chen Xuhua looked at Chen Sufen, "Teacher, can Mr. Li Zheng have the supply of antibiotics?"

Chen Sufen gave a wry smile, "I called and asked if he was a laboratory, not a factory."

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Everyone in Li Zheng's laboratory has been busy, they almost want to use their hands and feet together, but it is so easy to extract antibiotics.

All the professors of the Xiangjiang University School of Medicine were here, and even Su Changzhi personally came to help. Yes, Su Changzhi was also born in a medical school, but because of his poor health, he has not entered the laboratory for many years.

There are also assistants in these professors’ laboratories. Fortunately, Li Zheng’s laboratory still has three vacant laboratories. Although these three laboratories are not P3 laboratories in the traditional sense, they have to act urgently. That's it.

The entire School of Medicine of Hong Kong University is like a huge machine, quickly operating. The Academic Affairs Office also posted a notice that relevant medical school courses have been suspended these days.