Ren Zhi was originally afraid that as a surgeon, her rash suggestions would arouse Dean Dai's dissatisfaction. Unexpectedly, when Dean Dai heard what she said, he felt as if he had seen a savior.
"That's great, Dr. Ren! I really don't know what to do, so I'll just do what you say!" As soon as Ren Zhi brought up the topic of disinfection and distribution of traditional Chinese medicine, Dean Dai excitedly held Ren Zhi's hand. .
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Ren Zhi wrote down everything he could think of, and Dean Dai distributed the tasks.
Ren Zhi had no way to prove that berberine was ineffective, so she wisely didn't say anything.
Anyway, there is no big harm if the patient eats it...
Everyone moved out all the disinfection supplies stored in the hospital. There was not much inventory. Ren Zhi took the initiative and gathered all the personnel into several rooms in the emergency room. There are rescue rooms and observation rooms here, and they are also very close to the operating room.
The hospital beds are individually isolated, and the negative pressure ventilation system operates 24 hours a day.
After isolation, you only need to disinfect this area every morning and evening.
At the same time, the decoction room was also operating at full capacity, with large buckets of Chinese medicinal decoctions being filled one pot after another. The nurses delivered the cooked medicine to the door. In addition to the people in the hospital, other people in the base were also notified, and everyone could come and receive a bowl of medicine.
All free.
Ren Zhi asked Cheng Jun to contact the superiors again and suggested that the dispatch team should not go out easily in the near future.
After a busy day, Ren Zhi didn't remember that he hadn't eaten until it was completely dark.
On the way to the cafeteria, Ren Zhi was the only one. Looking at the hospital corridor closed by a translucent plastic film, she suddenly shuddered.
This scene really looks like something from a horror movie...
Shaking his head to get rid of these random thoughts, Ren Zhi patted his cheek and hurried to the canteen.
Because of the surge in workload at the hospital due to the outbreak of the plague, Ren Zhi, like other doctors, stayed in the hospital to work overtime and lived directly in the office at night, so she took the time to find an opportunity to go into the space and explain to Da Zhuang, leaving him The meal is ready.
Because the space has a self-purification function, Ren Zhi is not worried about bringing the virus in.
On the contrary, it was Da Zhuang. He was too seriously injured last time and he still hasn't recovered yet. If he was released, she would regret it if he got infected too.
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The next day, the number of patients did not increase much, but the symptoms of almost everyone worsened.
"How could it develop so fast!" A physician said in a low voice, very distressed, after checking the ward.
In order to save disinfectant supplies, all doctors are now working together in the emergency room, where critically ill patients are also present. He does not dare to speak too loudly and affect the patients' emotions.
Other doctors and nurses have also discovered that the blood test this morning was very unsatisfactory, and the patients who were still laughing and joking yesterday are now withered.
"It's not an option to continue like this, and the test strips in the laboratory department are almost running out. We won't even be able to do tests in the future."
"Can't you ask someone to go outside to find some test strips and reagents?" Cheng Jun asked.
He was familiar with the hospital and stayed to help.
"How to find it? We doctors don't have time to spare. Even if we ask the dispatch team to find such a professional thing, they won't be able to figure it out." An older doctor was very impatient.
The monitors in the hospital were not enough. He stayed up all night and had to check on the seriously ill patients every half hour. If they were not monitored, no one would know if they died at night.
In the middle of the night, he rescued another patient, but failed, so now he is not in a good state.
The other doctors were similar. Ren Zhi took a quick look and saw that everyone looked haggard, with big dark circles hanging on their faces, almost reaching the corners of their mouths.
She felt as if she had seen her old self and couldn't help but said, "Everyone should also pay attention to their bodies."
The doctors all smiled and said nothing.
They also want to rest, but with so many critically ill patients there, how can they rest?
In fact, Ren Zhi himself is the same, and it is the same for everyone who is a doctor. Many times, when seeing the patient's pain, no one can care about themselves.
At this time, a monitor suddenly sounded a sharp alarm, and everyone jumped up and acted quickly.
This sound was the highest-level alarm, and all ventilators and defibrillators were pushed over.
This is an elderly male patient whose body temperature began to drop, his pulse was weak and irregular, his skin became pale and cold, and he developed symptoms of shock.
The most frightening thing is that he also suffered from pneumonia.
Now his throat was blocked with phlegm and he lost his breath!
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After finally suctioning the sputum and injecting medicine, the patient's blood pressure began to drop rapidly again. Just as the results of the urgent report came out, various medicines were urgently injected, antibiotics and rehydration were also given. More than an hour later, the patient was finally The patient's condition stabilized.
However, just when everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, the hospital lost power!
All the instruments went dark, all the infusion pumps that were working were stopped, and the infusion tubes were stuck in the machine and could not be taken out.
An old doctor made a quick decision and said loudly: "Everyone, re-inject the patient and push the medicine by hand, the most urgent first!"
Because some drugs are too stimulating or have special efficacy requirements, they cannot be directly administered to the patient like ordinary infusions. Instead, a large syringe is used, connected to a particularly thin tube, and an instrument with set parameters is used to inject the drug.
Now that the instrument is out of use, Ren Zhi can only pick up the syringe and give the medicine to the patient based on feeling.
The lights in the emergency room were also turned off, and there were only a few small windows. The dim light came in, and the drug labels could barely be seen clearly.
Ren Zhi's hands were shaking. The patient was in a coma and his pulse was weak. While pushing the medicine, Ren Zhi had to observe his vital signs to prevent him from silently losing his heartbeat.
Suddenly, the patient who was supposed to be in a deep coma burst out with an abnormal force and grabbed Ren Zhi's wrist. His eyes that had been closed suddenly opened wide and stared at Ren Zhi, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out.
Ren Zhi trembled, the movements in his hand paused slightly for a moment, and then he pushed the needle firmly.
She didn't know whether the medicine she was pushing was saving people or killing people, but she couldn't stop now.
A medical nurse can only take care of one patient at most, but the number of patients in the hospital is much higher than the number of medical nurses, and many patients cannot be taken care of at all.
There are also some patients who lose their vitality when they lose power...
Five minutes later, power was restored.
The rescue room was bright again, and the sounds of various instruments were heard one after another.
But some people never get their lives back.
The patient in Ren Zhi's hands is one of them.
Until his death, his hand was tightly holding Ren Zhi's wrist, and his wide-open eyes could never be closed again.
In the entire emergency room, six people died like this in these five minutes.
