Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

Director Ma came out with the case, looking a little solemn.

Now everyone in the medical field knows how terrible this disease is. If nothing else, just say that so many medical staff have been infected.

No matter what the situation is outside.

Even inside the hospital, everyone was worried, and many medical staff were actually feeling scared. But the more times this happens, the more someone needs to stand up.

Director Ma returned to the department with a solemn expression. Many people in the department looked at him.

Director Ma also looked at everyone, raised the medical record in his hand, and said calmly: "I took down the most dangerous patient."

Everyone in the venue looked stunned.

Even the air seemed to be a little heavier for a moment.

Director Ma looked at everyone and said seriously: "You all know the situation. We have also seen the chest X-ray. The patient's lungs have large inflammation shadows, and most of the lung fields have been occupied by lesions. The situation is very serious."

"Preliminary examination should be able to confirm that it is what we call pneumonia that has never appeared this time, which means it is a highly contagious pneumonia."

Everyone's expressions froze again. Sure enough, it was indeed the malignant disease that had caused many colleagues to become infected, and some had even become seriously ill and were in critical condition.

And now it's finally their turn to face it head-on.

Everyone's breathing became heavier.

Director Ma said with a serious look: "Doctors are soldiers, and there will definitely be casualties in battle. Soldiers fight to protect their families and the country. We fight to treat illnesses and save lives."

"Time is of the essence and the condition is urgent. This is the situation. I need to go with me immediately to participate in the rescue work. Who asked to go?"

Director Ma stared at everyone.

Everyone looked at each other.

Director Ma's brows furrowed slightly and his face became a little tense. Is it possible that no one in this group of people is willing to take the initiative?

Director Ma wanted to say a few words with a straight face, but he saw a white and tender little hand raised.

"Director, I'm going."

Director Ma looked around and saw that she was an intern at their hospital. She was a young girl who was still studying for graduate school and would graduate in half a year.

The little girl said timidly: "If... you don't think I am clumsy."

Director Ma looked slightly moved.

"Director, I'm going too." Another person raised his hand. He was the attending physician of their department. Then he looked at the intern and said, "Clumsy interns should wait until they have mastered their skills before going."

"Then if you want to talk about the level, I'm not included. That's inappropriate." The deputy director of the department also raised his hand.

"I'll go too."

"I am coming too."

…

Without exception, everyone in their department raised their hands.

In this battlefield, where we knew that medical staff were likely to suffer casualties, and the fate of this trip was uncertain, everyone still stood up without hesitation. Knowing clearly that there are ghosts in the mountains, I prefer to travel to the ghost mountains.

Director Ma's heart was agitated and his eyes were hot. He suppressed his inner excitement and said quickly: "Party members are given priority, and those with high positions are given priority. Since they have all taken the initiative, let me roll your name..."

After quickly identifying the rescue team, everyone went to change into protective clothing and make preparations.

Director Ma put on protective clothing and a multi-layered mask. Just as he was about to put down his phone, he heard a ding-dong sound, a new text message.

Director Ma picked it up and took a look. It was from his wife.

"Husband, do you want to buy some more fish and keep them at home? You don't have to go out to buy them during the Chinese New Year."

Director Ma smiled helplessly. His wife was a person with no ideas. She always asked him about big and small matters and asked him to make decisions.

Comrade Lao Ma picked up the phone and quickly replied to the message: "If you can't decide, just write it down. I will help you decide when I come back."

After putting your phone away, put on gloves and take all protective measures.

Lao Ma walked out. The treatment team was ready, but everyone still looked solemn. Even Lao Ma himself felt a little heavy.

Many of the previous medical staff had protective measures, but they were still infected. It's like wearing armor and going to the battlefield. There is still a high probability of being shot through.

Under such circumstances, no one can feel heavy-hearted!

Lao Ma looked at the people in front of him, carefully checked their protective measures, and made sure that they were all in place. Then he nodded and said, "Let's go."

Several people walked quickly towards the treatment room.

Treatment work is stressful and busy.

The patient already had a high fever, was restless, coughed frequently and violently, coughed up a large amount of bloody sputum, and had difficulty breathing.

They immediately carried out treatment, actively anti-inflammation, oxygen inhalation, sedation, hormones and other treatments, but the patient's condition was still at home. The blood oxygen saturation dropped significantly, and the signs of hypoxia in the body were very obvious...

"Director, the patient's vital signs are unstable and the situation is getting more serious. What should I do?"

Director Ma frowned and looked at the patient who was unconscious and moving irritably on the hospital bed. He turned to look at the data and said, "Intubate the trachea and put him on a ventilator."

Others also hurried into action.

But now the inhalation patient is very agitated, and is already very uncomfortable due to lack of oxygen. The most important thing is that he is too ill now and has lost consciousness. There is no way to communicate with him or persuade others to cooperate with you.

The anesthesiologist said in embarrassment: "He's moving around like this, and he can't insert the catheter at all."

In desperation, Director Ma could only make an immediate decision: "Hurry and hold him down, don't let him move!"

The medical team laid hands on his hands, his feet on his feet, and his head on his head. They were all in close contact with each other.

The anesthesiologist also acted very quickly.

A moment.

"Okay." The anesthesiologist breathed a sigh of relief.

The people next to him also relaxed a little, and a smile appeared on the corner of Director Ma's mouth hidden under the mask. But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the patient suddenly coughed violently.

Suddenly, the patient coughed up a large amount of bloody sputum, which came out through the catheter and sprayed directly.

At this moment, the space seemed to freeze, leaving only the suddenly dilated pupils of the doctors and nurses.

Two seconds later, Director Ma's heavy voice sounded in the rescue room: "Quick, suction, keep the respiratory tract open."

…

The hurried rescue was completed, and the patient's condition was finally temporarily stabilized.

The members of the medical team came out of the emergency room. Everyone looked at each other and were very silent for a while, because everyone was stained with blood sprayed by the patient, but the location of the contamination was different.

When Director Ma went to change out of his protective clothing, he discovered that his protective clothing, hat, and multi-layer mask were stained with blood.

Director Ma glanced at the inside of his twelve-layer mask, his face turned ugly for a moment, and he whispered softly: "You street boy!"

"Ding dong..." Director Ma's cell phone rang again, and it was from his wife.

"Husband, when will you come back?"

In fact, Director Ma has a character prototype, including the entire investigation and treatment process, as well as the infection process during treatment, which are all real events.