Yan Ping's heart skipped a beat. For the previous patient, it took about 24 hours from the time he was discovered to when his condition worsened.
But Pang Zhengxiang's son's condition progressed six to seven hours faster.
Huang Xiangshan and Qian Guangqi both couldn't help but frown their eyebrows into a "Sichuan" shape.
This shows that the virus is further accelerating its mutation! "Go over and take a look, Dr. Yan, and be prepared for first aid."
Qian Guangqi ordered him to put on his mask and strode to the ward with Huang Xiangshan.
Yan Ping had no choice but to follow suit, silently replaying the entire process of Qin Fan's acupuncture in his mind.
He remembered all those acupuncture points.
As long as he successfully rescues Pang Zhengxiang's son, he will be a major contributor to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
With a little help from his backend, promotion is a breeze.
A group of people filed in.
Everyone was wearing a mask. At this time, Pang Zhengxiang's son was in critical condition for the first time since he had a fever.
The symptoms were exactly the same as those of the little boy before. His heart rate reached 130 beats per minute, he had difficulty breathing, and his blood oxygen saturation was 60%.
He became anxious, sweated profusely, and was unable to cooperate with the ventilator.
"Doctor Yan! Quickly administer acupuncture and rescue!" Qian Guangqi urged.
"Ah...ok!" Yan Ping agreed quickly.
He took out the acupuncture bag and applied the acupuncture sequence according to Qin Fan's memory.
The patient was pricked at Dazhui point, bilateral Jianjing point, and Shaoshang point respectively. At first, the patient had no reaction, but he seemed to get some relief.
He felt relieved in his heart and felt a little proud.
The monitoring equipment at the bedside was beeping, and Pang Zhengxiang's son immediately started violent convulsions and foamed at the mouth.
His breathing became more and more rapid, and his expression was very painful.
"How is this going?"
When Pang Zhengxiang saw that the situation was not good, he pulled Yan Ping away and asked loudly.
"No...don't know...why this is happening?!"
Yan Ping was also shocked. It was obviously the same acupuncture point, but the result was different.
"Dr. Yan, didn't you just save a patient?"
"This...this..." Yan Ping was speechless, and at this moment he was deeply regretful.
If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have taken the credit even if I killed him.
Seeing his expression, Qian Guangqi knew there must be something wrong.
He angrily scolded: "Human life is at stake, but you still don't tell the truth!"
"I'm sorry... I didn't rescue that little boy!" Under pressure, he held it in for a long time before telling the truth.
"You bastard!" Pang Zhengxiang was so angry that he punched Yan Ping.
The beating made Yan Ping stagger, but before he could stand still, the furious Shan Bingdie raised his palm and slapped him hard.
"Bah bang bang!"
"If anything happens to my son, I want you to pay with your life!"
Yan Ping's cheeks were red and swollen after being beaten, and he felt as aggrieved as a local dog with its tail between its legs.
At this time, Huang Xiangshan saw that the situation was urgent and quickly pulled out the silver needles.
He could only use his acupuncture techniques to stabilize the patient again.
After a lot of struggling, Pang Zhengxiang's son was finally stabilized.
But what should we do when the next attack occurs? And when will it be? The Pang family is the god of wealth in the hospital, and now Yan Ping has made Pang Zhengxiang and his wife unhappy.
If we still can't find a solution, I guess I won't be able to get a single penny of sponsorship from now on.
At this time, more children with fevers were sent to the hospital one after another.
How to provide first aid and how to treat patients has cast a shadow over the entire TCM hospital.
It's not that Qian Guangqi, Huang Xiangshan and the others have nothing to do. Mitigation can be done, and rescue can be done barely in an emergency.
But traditional Chinese medicine hospitals not only want to alleviate the disease, but also to curb the spread as soon as possible and adopt the most effective method to cure it.
Facing this very rare and fierce disease, they need strong help.
Then, it may be a miracle for the person who rescued the little boy.
In a medical office.
"Tell me, who rescued the little boy?" Qian Guangqi was so angry that he asked Yan Ping sharply.
"I really don't know him..." Yan Ping said.
He really didn't know Qin Fan. He was full of jealousy and hatred at that time, so he didn't have the time to get to know him.
Qian Guangqi and Huang Xiangshan couldn't help but be extremely disappointed with him.
If Yan Ping hadn't had a big backer, Qian Guangqi would have wanted to remove him now.
"The man's surname was Qin. I heard someone call him Mr. Qin at that time."
At this time, a nurse remembered that she heard Yin Hong calling Mr. Qin.
"Mr. Qin, is it him?" Huang Xiangshan was shocked and blurted out.
"Huang Lao, do you mean the one in Linhai?" Qian Guangqi also asked in surprise.
He didn't know Qin Fan, but he often heard Huang Xiangshan mention it, and he praised him highly.
Huang Xiangshan said: "It might be him. Only Mr. Qin has such miraculous medical skills."
"Then let's invite him over. The Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital needs his strong support now."
Qian Guangqi's eyes were glaring, and he knew very well that this menacing pneumonia would not stop there.
I can better understand the significance of Chinese medicine turning the tide in the face of this illness.
"Don't worry, Mr. Qin is not an ordinary person. I'll make a call first and ask."
Huang Xiangshan has always been very calm, and he does not dare to ask directly and rashly.
He saw with his own eyes the scenes of Lin Hua and JJ Lin kneeling down to seek medical treatment.
He took out his cell phone, found Qin Fan's phone number, and dialed it.
"Mr. Huang, why did you remember to call me?" Qin Fan's voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Haha, Mr. Qin, I, Huang, miss you."
As soon as these words came out, the doctors and nurses in the medical office were all dumbfounded, and huge waves arose in their hearts.
Who is Huang Xiangshan? He is the president of the Donghai Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and a highly respected old Chinese medicine practitioner in the province, but he says he misses him.
It sounds like he is acting cutely like a child.
That tone showed great respect for the so-called Mr. Qin.
"I'm in Haizhou. Sister Flower Company is officially producing. I need to check it for a while."
"Haha, it means the magpies on the branches scream every day. Mr. Qin, have you been to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital today?"
"Well, I've been there for a while, what's the matter?"
"Hahaha, that's great. Where are you now, Mr. Qin? I'll pick you up."
As soon as Huang Xiangshan confirmed that it was Qin Fan, he immediately burst into laughter, his old face turning into an autumn chrysanthemum.
He briefly explained the matter on the phone.
Since it was Huang Xiangshan who called, Qin Fan did not refuse and agreed to the other party's car to pick him up.
Huang Xiangshan and Qian Guangqi quickly drove the hospital car and rushed to Sisters Flower Company.
Due to the urgency of the situation, no one noticed that a trace of resentment flashed in Yan Ping's eyes.
Today I was humiliated twice by Qin Fan with his medical skills, and slapped by Pang Zhengxiang and his wife.
In all of this, he would not think that he was at fault, and that it was Qin Fan who should not have appeared here.
Now even Qian Guangqi and Huang Xiangshan have personally invited him, but he is not convinced, let alone unwilling.
He walked aside, made a phone call, and narrated the incident with added salt and vinegar.
He knew very well that with his strong-willed and self-willed character, Qin Fan and Qian Guangqi would definitely be given a blow.
The illness was a military situation, the moment he received Qin Fan.
Qian Guangqi still had an unreal feeling that Mr. Qin was too young.
However, he would not neglect him. Even Huang Xiangshan was respectful, so how could he look at Qin Fan in a normal way.
After a while, I returned to the hospital.
At this time, the fever patients received by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital were diagnosed with the same type of bacterial pneumonia after taking X-rays.
"Mr. Qin, the condition is serious this time, please help us."
Huang Xiangshan saw the seriousness of the problem and made his request immediately.
"No problem, we are all doctors, this is what we should do."
Qin Fan showed a gentle smile.
Qian Guangqi was also overjoyed. This was something he and Huang Xiangshan had discussed long ago.
Qin Fan put on the sterile white coat handed over by the nurse.
"Dean Qian, I suggest that the ward be quarantined immediately and disinfected three times a day."
"In this building, unrelated personnel are strictly prohibited from entering. All persons entering and exiting must register and wear masks."
"Judging from this situation, the number of patients will continue to increase, and sufficient ventilators must be prepared."
"The hospital prepares a preventive decoction in a unified manner, and asks the nurses, doctors, and all the attendants to drink it."
As he spoke, he took out a pen from his pocket and wrote down a prescription.
"good!"
Qian Guangqi took the prescription and looked at it. It was clearly a decoction that strengthened righteousness and dispelled evil spirits.
He quickly asked the nurse to prepare the medicine and boil it into a preventive decoction.
Place them in various buildings of the hospital and provide free drinking water.
At the same time, at the construction site in the western suburbs of Linhai.
There are many high-rise residential buildings, and this huge high-end community has gradually taken shape.
In one of the tall buildings, several migrant workers were talking and laughing while working.
But at this moment.
One of them, whose eyes suddenly turned red, frantically picked up the iron bar next to him and hit his friend next to him.
All without warning.
The same thing happened in another tall building.
Immediately, four people were seriously injured and fell into coma. After the two migrant workers who were responsible for the incident were captured by the crowd, they also fell into a coma with their jaws locked and their whole bodies cold.
The office on the 16th floor of Hongsheng Group.
Lan Mei was processing documents. Suddenly, there were several knocks on the door without waiting for her to answer.
Manager Chen pushed open the door and rushed in.
"Mr. Lan, it's bad, something happened at the construction site in the western suburbs!"