"Misha, at noon, the political commissar Dmitry was still fine. He also told us that he planned to go back to the army tomorrow." Asia said anxiously: "Who knew that after less than two hours, he suddenly had difficulty breathing, his skin turned yellow, and he was in a deep coma soon."
"What does Dmitry look like? No need to say, I have eyes myself." Sokov interrupted the words behind her impatiently without waiting for Asia to finish her words: "I just want to know why he suddenly fell into a deep coma and why he was covered in yellow?"
Sokov's series of questions made Asia speechless. This was the first time she heard Sokov speak to herself in such a stern tone, and her heart was filled with grievances, and tears flowed down her cheeks.
Seeing Asia crying, Sidorin, who was beside him, quickly stepped forward and gently pulled Sokov's neck of clothes, signaling him to pay attention to his tone and not to make Asia sad.
As soon as Sidolin pulled the corner of his clothes, Sokov realized that the tone he had just spoken was a little wrong, so he quickly grabbed Asia's hand and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Asia, I'm also worried about the safety of the political commissar Dmitry, so I'm a little disobedient. Don't blame me. Tell me, what did the military doctor Pavlov said after seeing the political commissar Dmitry?"
"Poisoning. After the military doctor Pavlov's examination, he felt that the political commissar Dmitry was poisoned." Asia replied: "He is now in his office, interrogating the people who finally contacted the political commissar Dmitry to figure out what happened."
When Sokov learned that Pavlov was interrogating the relevant personnel, he could not stay there, so he turned his head toward Cidolin and the others and said, "Let's go and find out what's going on?"
Under the guidance of Asia, Sokov and his party came outside Pavlov's office. Before they entered the door, Sokov heard a voice coming from inside: "...Honestly explain, what is the poisoning of the political commissar Dmitry? If you tell the truth, I can still plead for you when the superiors investigate. Otherwise..."
Hearing that the person talking inside was Pavlov, Sokov lifted the curtain and walked in. Pavlov, who was teaching at his subordinates, saw someone breaking in from outside and was about to have an attack, but found that Sokov, Sidolin and others came. He quickly stood up from his seat and walked around the desk to greet him: "Teacher Commander, Chief of Staff, why are you here?"
Sokov glanced into the room and found that a man and a woman were standing in a corner of the room in horror. He did not speak, but walked directly to Pavlov's seat and sat down, looked up at the two health workers and said, "It seems that you are the last person to meet Pavlov's political commissar. Tell me, what happened?"
"Comrade Commander," as soon as Sokov finished speaking, the male health officer shouted injustice: "I went to the rounds half an hour ago and found that the political commissar Dmitry was lying motionless on the bed. When he stepped forward, he had fainted. He immediately notified the military doctor Pavlov..."
After the male health worker talked about the contact between him and Dmitry, Sokov turned his eyes to the female health worker beside him: "Comrade Female health worker, it's your turn now. When did you finally meet the political commissar of Dmitry?"
"At noon, the political commissar Dmitry told me that he wanted to return to the army tomorrow. Since his injuries had not yet recovered, I asked the military doctor to prescribe some anti-inflammatory sulfonamides for him." The female health officer said tremblingly: "After I handed over the medicine to him, he asked me to pour him a glass of water, saying that it was for use when taking medicine."
After hearing the explanation from the male and female health workers, Ivanov frowned and said, "According to your words, the political commissar Dmitry was not poisoned by others, but was poisoned for no reason?"
"That's right, comrade, deputy commander." The two health workers nodded vigorously and said in a positive tone: "We are telling the truth, but the truth is indeed."
"Comrade Female Health Caregime," Cidolin asked incitely, "Where are the medicines you gave to the political commissar of Dmitry now?"
"I don't know." The female health worker shook her head and replied, "I found that the political commissar Dmitry was poisoned. I had carefully searched for the pills I gave him. Unfortunately, I didn't find any of them."
"What, I didn't find a single piece?" Ivanov couldn't help but sneer and said, "Has he taken all the pills?"
"It shouldn't be." The female health worker said in an uncertain tone: "The military doctor prescribed him the dose for five days, three times a day, two tablets at a time. He couldn't take all of the thirty pills in one breath."
Pavlov, who was standing aside, saw Ivanov appearing to ask questions, nodded slightly and signaled that the female health care worker was telling the truth.
The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional. Ivanov originally said this casually, but Sokov thought of a roommate who was studying. The roommate had a severe cold. Because he was allergic to penicillin, the school doctor prescribed him a dose of sulfonamide for three days. But the roommate wanted to get better soon, so he took all of these sulfonamides in one breath. Not long after taking it, he fainted and his skin became browned and browned. Later, he was sent to the hospital for examination. It was because of excessive anti-inflammatory drugs, which led to liver failure. After some rescue, he stayed in the hospital for half a month before he was discharged from the hospital. Is this the case for a certain non-Dmitry political commissar?
Thinking of this, Sokov turned his attention to Pavlov: "Military doctor, I want to ask you, what side effects will a person have if he takes an excessive dose of sulfonamide?"
"If the wounded person takes too much sulfonamide, he will feel extremely thirsty and drink water continuously..." As soon as Pavlov said the side effects of taking too much sulfonamide, he suddenly guessed what Sokov wanted to say, and asked tentatively: "Comrade instructor, you don't think that the symptoms of the political commissar Dmitry are caused by excessive sulfonamide, right?"
“There is this possibility.”
"Although sulfonamide has been released for a short time, it is currently the best anti-inflammatory drug in the world." Pavlov was skeptical about Sokov's statement: "In use, we only found that the injured were seriously thirsty after taking sulfonamide. As for the signs of poisoning you mentioned, I have never seen it."
Sokov did not argue with him after hearing Pavlov say this. Because the drug was just a few months after it was released, some serious side effects had not yet been revealed, so an experienced military doctor like Pavlov did not expect that Dmitry's severe coma might be caused by excessive use of sulfonamide.
Sokov reorganized the words in his mind, thought about how to convince Pavlov, and then continued: "Military doctor, sulfonamide is a new drug, and it has not been published for a long time, so some serious side effects may not be noticed for the time being. But judging from the confessions of the two health workers just now, Dmitry's coma must be related to sulfonamide."
In order to confirm his point of view, Sokov asked the female health officer again: "Comrade Female health officer, do you really confirm that you handed over thirty capsules of sulfa into the hands of the political commissar Dmitry?"
"Yes, I can be sure." The female health worker nodded and said, "After I handed over the medicine to the political commissar of Dmitry, I also recorded the matter in the memorandum."
"Memorandum?!" Sokov heard this and realized that the memorandum mentioned by the female health officer, and might help them clear their suspicion. He asked quickly: "Where is the memorandum you mentioned now?"
Before the female health worker could answer, Asia said first: "I know where I am, so I'll go and get it now." After that, she opened the curtain at the door and walked out.
Within two minutes, Asia ran in from outside with a notebook and panting. She quickly walked to the table, slapped in front of Sokov, and said, "This is our memorandum, you can take a closer look."
Sokov quickly opened the notebook, quickly turned to the last few pages, found what the female health worker wrote, and read it softly: "...Dmitry asked to be discharged from the hospital in advance. Considering that his injuries had not healed, the military doctor Comrade Pavlov prescribed him a seven-day dose of sulfonamide,..."
"That's right." Sokov saw this and looked up at the female health worker opposite: "The records in the memorandum prove that what you just said are true."
When she heard Sokov say this, the female health worker breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that she could clear the suspicion. While she was happy, she heard Sokov ask: "Comrade Female Health Worker, are you really sure that the sulfa medicine you handed over to the political commissar of Dmitry, are there no tablets?"
"Yes, comrade instructor." The female health worker hurriedly replied when she heard Sokov's question: "There is nothing left."
"Military doctor," Sokov turned his head and looked at Pavlov after receiving the exact answer from the female health worker, and said to him: "Military doctor, I have figured it out. Political Commissar Dmitry may have wanted to recover from his injuries quickly, so he took all the seven-day dose of sulfonamide in one breath, which led to a deep coma caused by liver failure..."
"Comrade Commander, are you saying that the political commissar Dmitry caused liver failure and caused a deep coma due to excessive sulfonamide?" Although Sokov's statement was not professional, Pavlov, as a military doctor, was thinking seriously: "After you reminded me, the whole body of the political commissar Dmitry is yellow, which is indeed a symptom of liver failure." At this point, he looked up at Sokov and asked, "There is any way to treat the political commissar Dmitry?"
When Sokov heard Pavlov's problem, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He thought that even in a tunnel with such poor medical conditions, even in a large hospital decades later, the treatment methods that can be taken are very limited, and the chance of being saved is not too high.
Seeing Sokov remained silent, Cidolin couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "Comrade Commander, are you saying that we can't rescue the political commissar Dmitry?"
"No." Sokov shook his head and said in a sure tone: "Unless there is a glimmer of life for liver transplant surgery, we can only watch the political commissar Dmitry slowly die."
"What, comrade instructor, what did you say?" Sokov's casual words shocked Pavlov: "How can a human liver be transplanted? This is simply too whimsical."
Pavlov's reaction was as expected by Sokov. You should know that the world's first liver transplant surgery was completed in 1963. The American doctor who performed the surgery, Dr. Thomas Earstaz, was also respected by the medical community as the "father of liver transplantation".
Sokov stood up and said to everyone in a heavy mood: "Comrades, the time for the political commissar Dmitry is not long, let's go and see him for the last time."
Half an hour later, Sokov and Cedolin, Ivanov returned to the command center in a heavy mood. After sighing for a while, Chief Sokov asked Cedolin: "Comrade Chief of Staff, will it be up to you or I to inform Belkin about the death of the political commissar of Dmitry?"
Cidolin hesitated for a moment, then said decisively: "Comrade Commander, you should call Commander Belkin."
"Okay." Seeing Sidolin's helpless expression, Sokov did not make things difficult for him and took the initiative to take on the task of notifying Belkin: "Let me call Commander Belkin."
The phone dialed, and Belkin's voice came from the receiver: "I am Belkin, where are you?"
Sokov, who was holding the microphone, heard Belkin's voice, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. When Belkin heard no sound in the receiver, he thought something was wrong with the telephone line, so he quickly raised his voice and asked, "Hey, can it be heard? Can it be heard? You said something!"
"Comrade Political Commissar, it's me." Sokov took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "I am Sokov."
"It turned out to be Misha." Belkin thought Sokov was calling to inquire about the situation of the barricade factory, so he took the initiative to report to him: "Not long ago, we had just repelled a German attack. Your new troops to supplement us have performed particularly well in the battle."
Berkin said happily for a long time, but found that there was no movement here in Sokov. He immediately realized that something might have happened and asked quickly: "Misha, I think you seem to be a bit abnormal today. Has something happened?"
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Sokov gritted his teeth and said, "Comrade Political Commissar, I'll call you because there is a bad news to tell you. Comrade Dmitry can no longer serve as the political commissar of the reduction team."
Berkin didn't hear Sokov's voice, and said generously: "Misha, have you arranged him to another regiment as a political commissar? Since he has left, you can send me another political commissar as soon as possible..."
"My political commissar, you are wrong. I said Comrade Dmitry can no longer serve as the political commissar of the reduction group, not because he was transferred, but because..." Sokov said in a difficult tone: "Because he sacrificed!"
"What, what did you say?" Hearing Sokov say this, Belkin almost threw the microphone out: "Misha, you can't joke around like this. At noon, he called me and said that his injuries were almost healed and he would be able to return to the army tomorrow..."
Chapter completed!