Sleepless Doctor

Wearing a mask, Zhang Zimo hurried to the office building.

The concierge is said to have returned from the special needs ward.

He greeted the fierce door guard from a distance, although Zhang Zimo was still very cautious in an extraordinary period.

The guard's table has changed from one to two, and the gravel is wearing a mask. Zhang Zimo thinks he looks much pleasing to the eye, at least it doesn't look so scary now.

At a distance of 2 meters, Zhang Zimo was just about to pick up a pen and make a record.

"Disinfection." An indifferent voice came from the gravel, like a bullet, hitting Zhang Zimo's heart.

Zhang Zimo was taken aback, and then he noticed that besides pens and notebooks, there were alcohol disinfectants and hand wipes on the extra table.

Hand disinfection, Zhang Zimo did it well.

He picked up the pen, finished the record, and sprayed himself and the pen with alcohol disinfectant. Then Zhang Zimo bowed slightly, trying his best to express his friendliness with the gravel.

The procedure is cumbersome, and I did not expect that the office building has become so strict.

When entering the elevator, there is a sponge on the side wall of the elevator, with toothpicks tied on it, and a small trash can underneath.

Zhang Zimo carefully pulled out a toothpick, replaced his finger with the toothpick, pressed the button, and then threw the toothpick into the trash can.

When the elevator reached the third floor, Zhang Zimo walked down the elevator, came to Matthew De's office, and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Zhang Zimo pressed the doorknob and walked into the office.

On the coffee table on the sofa, there is a hand wiper...

Zhang Zimo is now disgusted when he sees the hand disappear, and it has reached the point of disgust. But there is no way. In extraordinary times, disinfection must be done.

Unexpectedly, it would be so difficult to come to the Mayuan to report the situation. Take precautions against it. It's really not a joke at Jianxie Hospital.

After disinfecting again, Zhang Zimo didn't walk up to Matthew De, but directly sat on the sofa three meters away from him.

"Mayuan, I once again apply to be admitted to the fever ward." Zhang Zimo said firmly.

"How many times have I told you that you can't go in and stay outside." Matthew De did not hesitate, and directly refused Zhang Zimo's invitation to fight.

"Ma Yuan, I saw the video of Director Zhang of Huashan Hospital. Director Zhang said that party members must be on the front line. At that time, Teacher Wu also asked party members to stand up and must be on the front line. As a party member..."

"Don't be nonsense, I also watched Director Zhang's video." Matthew De said, "Huashan Hospital has strong soldiers, some of them are staffed. How many of us do we have? Originally, the severe disease is a good job. Teacher Wu means to cultivate slowly. Our own people may encounter an epidemic, and the doctors and nurses in Cambridge will be withdrawn..."

"So I should go in."

"You can also see the patient's status in the video." Matthew De said contemptuously, "Director Zhang, how long can you go in and wear protective clothing for your body? Why don't the experts of the national expert group go to the front line? , It is better to do your job well in your own post.

What you have to do is the brain of our Jianxie Hospital fever ward, not your hands! Director Zhang is also going to rounds, you see, you have to go on duty, your mind is flooded? "

"Can…"

"It has nothing to do with evasion." Matthew thought for a while, "Well, you change your clothes every day, go in and check the room, and come out immediately."

Zhang Zimo thought for a while, it seems that this is the best way now.

"Row."

"How is the intensity?" Matthew De asked.

"The people on the front line are a bit tired." Zhang Zimo sighed, "We have too few people."

"Ugh."

Sighing seems to be contagious, and Matthew also sighed along with Zhang Zimo's sigh.

"Mayuan, the situation is not optimistic." Zhang Zimo said, "I read an article on The Lancet, saying that it was calculated by the mathematical model of Imperial College London. If the demonic capital is not well controlled, 800,000 people will be infected. ; If prevention and control are done well, 80,000 people should be infected; if it is done very well, the number of infections will be close to 30,000."

"Is it?"

"Well, I wanted to ask Mr. Wu if it was real. But calm down and think carefully, it really is what it is."

"Don't think about it, do your job well, pay attention to protection, and you must pay attention."

"Can we refer to Demon Capital's approach?" Zhang Zimo asked.

"Why are you so concerned about the magic city?" Matthew was puzzled.

"The magic city set up an expert group at the first time, and it was quickly divided into two expert groups. Director Zhang served as the leader of the medical treatment group, and the other group was the public health group, and the leader was the inspector of the original magic city health bureau. Peng Jing.

In other words, one group is clinicians who are responsible for treating diseases and saving lives; the other group is disease control experts who are responsible for epidemic prevention and control. "

"This is something that provincial and municipal leaders worry about."

Zhang Zimo thought for a while and nodded.

Matthew has studied the medical-prevention integration that Director Zhang Wenhong said, but it is all future things and has nothing to do with the present.

Imperial College doesn't know what mathematical model is used, how can it calculate such a high value? Matthew did not believe it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

But whenever I want to disbelieve, countless images appear in my mind, isn't that the case in Tianhe City.

In the encounter, Tianhe City was on the verge of collapse at the first contact. Not to mention Tianhe, the provincial capital has also been messy these past two days.

I have never encountered such a big event before, and the prevention and control work is extremely complicated.

Zhang Zimo looked at Matthew De with a sad expression, he asked carefully, "Mayuan, how is the provincial capital recently?"

"Not good." Matthew sighed. The Second Hospital is now basically paralyzed. Only Director Han Guangyun Han is on the front line.

"..." Zhang Zimo knew why, the non-clinical dean couldn't bear such a burden at all.

Not to mention them, Zhang Zimo thought about it, assuming he was in the same position, he wouldn't be doing very well.

But whether it is good or not is one thing, ... is another matter.

"When I saw Director Zhang Wenhong's video yesterday, I just thought of one thing-we can improve our work through the experience of the magic city." Matthew De said, "Actually, Teacher Wu is here. This is not a problem. I really can't contact you To the dean of the magic city."

"Then what?"

"I talked with Xue Yuan on the phone. He just went to the Magic Capital for a meeting a year ago and met a few deans." Matthew De said, "Xue Yuan is asking about their prevention and control procedures. It is estimated that we will follow their methods soon. Come do it."

"That's good."

To a certain extent, Zhang Zimo also believes that demons can do this well.

After all, the courage to call out the director who will make the police member top the front line is the conscience of the industry. It will definitely not be promoted if there is honor, but if there is responsibility.

There is a huge gap between people and people, Zhang Zimo cursed a few words in his heart.

You can come up with such **** ideas for not letting doctors and nurses wear masks. It really hurts people's lives!