Sleepless Doctor

Tianhe City.

The fever clinic was full of people, and the waiting queue extended to the road. The medical run has inevitably been staged. The longer and longer line and the closure of the city for the first time since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the panic in people's hearts overturned the ceiling, and the volcano burst out like a volcano.

Patients panic, as are doctors and nurses.

Compared with ordinary citizens of Tianhe City, medical staff are more likely to be infected.

The hospital is the core of the brutal battle.

The protective materials have bottomed out, and the medical staff who can be allocated a set of standard protective clothing insist on the front line, and simply cannot bear to take it off.

There is no system that needs to be replaced within 4 hours.

It is said that the protective effect of protective clothing is greatly reduced after 4 hours, but it is stronger than ordinary clothing.

It is not uncommon for medical staff to be assigned protective clothing to work on the front line for at least 8 hours, or even 12 hours.

It's just that no matter how hard they try to persist, there is no shortage of people like the sea.

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The anesthesiology department is still operating normally.

Everyone's eyes are on the raging virus, but there are still many people who are "normal" sick and need surgery.

Normal medical care is guaranteed as much as possible, and you can't ignore your head.

After a busy day, Liu Wei's bones all fell apart. He went to change clothes with the equipment nurse who had been fighting with him for 12 hours.

Contaminated area, semi-contaminated area, clean area, these unfamiliar words have been engraved in their minds in a very short time.

I will never forget it for a lifetime.

Liu Wei took off his protective clothing cautiously, feeling reluctant. I don't know if I can have clothes to wear tomorrow. Although this stuff is boring, it can guarantee that I will not be infected and I will be alive.

The isolation suit seemed to have just been taken out of the water, and it was drenched on the body.

"I'm tired, drink water." Liu Wei nagging while taking off his protective clothing.

Suddenly, a bright red light of blood appeared in his eyes.

The nurse who was taking off his protective clothing with him was covered in blood, as if he had just been pulled back from the scene of the accident.

"Xiaohua, are you hurt?" Liu Wei asked quickly.

"No." The equipment nurse Xiaohua was weak, but there was still the most important step before the end of today's work. She didn't dare to neglect, changed her clothes seriously, and said softly, "I have a period."

"..." Liu Wei was speechless.

"Who knew this would happen, I put two pads of sanitary napkins when I put on my clothes." Xiao Hua said helplessly.

"Are you OK."

"It's okay." Xiaohua said, "Usually the amount is not large, it may be because of the tension recently, this time the amount is particularly large. I will go to work the day after tomorrow, I guess I will use diapers."

Liu Wei took off his protective clothing, washed his hands in seven steps, and did everything possible to ensure that he did not carry the virus to clean the area.

Seeing Xiaohua covered in blood, Liu Wei felt particularly uneasy.

the day after tomorrow? Let alone the day after tomorrow, there will be no protective clothing in the anesthesiology department tomorrow. Earlier this morning, I heard from the director that there are still 40 sets. It is estimated that one day has been exhausted.

Thinking of this, he felt a little heavy.

The medical staff in the fever clinic have used all the available protection-plastic bag covering the body; using film as the raw material to make goggles by themselves; and the file bag as the face screen.

Who knows what tomorrow will be like, forget it, don't think about these things, get a good night's sleep after stepping down.

The situation is the same in every hospital. Large-scale tertiary hospitals consume at least 1,000-2,000 sets of protective clothing, goggles, and N95 masks every day.

If it is used normally, the daily consumption of the entire Tianhe City is about 100,000 sets.

This is an astronomical figure. Not to mention the domestic supply, the protective materials produced all over the world have been pulled over, and it is estimated that they will not be able to keep up.

Because this is a special material, there will not be a large amount of inventory.

Liu Wei walked out of the semi-contaminated area, said something to Xiao Hua who was covered in blood, and then went to take a bath and change clothes.

Although she was tired and became a dog, she couldn't go home yet.

As the Chinese New Year approached, the elderly at home habitually bought countless meats and stuffed them into the refrigerator. But I have to buy some more vegetables and fruits. Who knows if I can eat fresh vegetables tomorrow.

Taking off the top of the isolation suit, Liu Wei felt that the clothes were heavy, so he twisted it.

"Wow~~~"

The sweat fell into a river and fell on the floor of the locker room.

I have today too, Liu Wei helplessly looked at the water stains on the ground.

That's it, it is estimated that it will be hard to ask for in the next two days, after all, there is still protective clothing, and I should be considered a healthy person.

I really have to wear a plastic bag... I'd better live in the dormitory, my parents are getting older, so don't let them get the virus.

Liu Wei was depressed and took a shower indiscriminately.

The ringtone of the mobile phone came in, and Liu Wei cursed a rough Tianhe dialect, and simply wiped the water off his body.

Picking up the phone, I saw that the director called in.

"Xiao Liu, are you off work?"

"It's off work." Liu Wei said, "Director, what's the matter?"

"I'm fetching supplies..."

After hearing only five words, Liu Wei was so happy that he almost fainted. A heart throbbed, and the director's voice sounded like a natural sound.

Materials, there are special materials! The director is really a godlike person, and in this case, he can still find supplies! !

"Director Li of the Anesthesiology Department of the Second Hospital of Zhejiang University mailed us 200 sets of protective suits, 500 N95s, and a small amount of goggles." The director said, "There is no one in hand now, is it convenient for you?"

"Convenient!" Liu Wei replied excitedly, almost roaring.

Give Liu Wei the contact information, without saying much, each rushing.

Liu Wei doesn't mind being a stevedore, although he doesn't know how big the box of the protective suit is. But what a protective suit! Even if it is dragged, it must be dragged back!

After changing his clothes, Liu Wei hurried into the car.

Calling Director Li of the Second Hospital of Zhejiang University, Director Li told Liu Wei apologetically that he didn't know where the goods were delivered now.

In the past, the express logistics service was thoughtful, and the location of the goods would have information on the mobile phone, which was clear at a glance.

But now the whole world has changed, and Liu Wei feels strange.

Liu Wei tried to contact the driver.

But the phone couldn't get through at all, Liu Wei was at a loss. He saw the protective clothing he wanted to get close to him, but he was far away.

He sat in the car and looked at the clouds in the sky, which seemed to him very much.

After making calls over and over again, the battery level of the mobile phone went from 85% to 42%. Liu Wei didn't know how long it took.

suddenly!

The call is connected! !

Liu Wei felt his hands tremble.

"Hello..." Liu Wei said tremblingly, hopeful but afraid that he would be disappointed.

A tired voice came out, and the driver's master told Liu Wei that the water blocked in the suburbs of Tianhe couldn't get through.

The vehicles entering and leaving the city are crowded, and there is a traffic flow of at least 10 kilometers ahead.

Liu Wei was speechless.

But there is good news, that is, the protective materials delivered by the Second Hospital of Zhejiang University are still there! The driver master saw that it was delivered to the hospital by post, so he put it in a prominent position to facilitate unloading.

Supported by the excitement brought by the protective materials, Liu Wei started the vehicle and prepared to go to meet the goods in advance.

At this time, he was even more excited than the girls shopping on Double Eleven, looking forward to the arrival of the express delivery.

Liu Wei feels that his outlook on life has been reshaped~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was difficult to understand the mood of the people when I read that there was no food and ammunition. But at this moment, he finally understood what it means to run out of ammunition and food, and what it means to send charcoal in the snow.

There was a drizzle in the sky, and the usual crowded roads were empty.

The prosperous Tianhe City seems to have entered a wonderful space. Although the streets are not empty, they are full of depression.

The fog spreads over the Yangtze River Bridge, and the thick winter water vapor is like walking in a paradise on earth.

It was an extremely beautiful scene, but Liu Wei didn't have time to appreciate it. He was in a gloomy mood now, and nothing was right. Liu Wei didn't know whether the fog was a familiar road or a cliff.

These days it was like dreaming, Liu Wei drove numbly, and the wiper wiped away the falling raindrops, and the front was bright and dark.

Looking at the sparse vehicles on the empty Yangtze River Bridge, Liu Wei wanted to cry.

He really wanted to stop, standing on the Yangtze River Bridge and crying at the billowing Yangtze River.

Countless negative emotions are backlogged, and he urgently needs to be released.

But he can't.

The life-saving protective materials may soon reach the distant square, the logistics distribution center. I can't delay time, because it's a life-saving thing.

But the facts once again taught Liu Wei.

When he came to the square of the logistics distribution center, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Countless large trucks are lining up, densely packed, invisible, just like patients outside a fever clinic.

But there are only a few workers unloading trucks.

Compared with the mountain of goods, they are as insignificant as ants.

Liu Wei thought dumbly in his heart—it is the New Year, and the workers are all going home for reunion dinner!

When the virus and the New Year collide with each other, the whole world is smashed into countless pieces.