The time has already entered September and October is just around the corner.
Ancabin House, Rolda.
National Hospital.
Tang Yi's condition has improved significantly. After waking up, he was able to eat and his resistance gradually recovered. However, there is still some time before he goes to the ground... From being hospitalized to now, he has lost weight visibly to the naked eye.
If you compare him to how he looked when he first arrived in Africa, he is a completely different person, with a completely different temperament.
Naturally, people are blessed when they reach middle age. Tang Yi is now as lean as a young man in his early twenties. "Rejuvenation" is not a good thing for middle-aged people. His weight has been greatly reduced and his fat content has been reduced in a short period of time.
, the burden on the liver is huge, and the immunity will also be greatly reduced. The human body needs high-quality protein for the synthesis of immunoglobulins.
A sudden decrease in fat mass will also cause a decrease in immunoglobulin levels. The liver will be overloaded with work to resist bacteria and viruses and perform detoxification work, which can easily lead to liver disease.
But this is something that cannot be done. At least the typhoid fever is under control. As for the basic condition of the body, it can only be taken care of slowly later.
Tong Han can already go to the ground, but is still weak.
The course of typhoid fever usually lasts about a month, from incubation, to the peak stage of virus outbreak, to prognosis. There is a complete adaptation and repair process. But compared to Tang Yi, she has gotten much better. From time to time, she can still play with Zhang Zhongjian and Wang.
When the director was gone, he brought Tang Yi a cup of hot water.
The day before yesterday, Director Wang finally informed the country of the situation encountered by the team.
Tang Yi's relatives bought air tickets to come back on the same day and will arrive today.
Tang Yi was originally opposed to it, not wanting his family to travel long distances, and would only be worried when seeing him, but at this time... Zhang Zhongjian felt that his family should have the right to know, and the two elders were not as good as Tang Yi's wife in taking care of him.
And Director Wang...
He wanted to take credit for the disease subsided and timely treatment.
Where does the credit come from?
He fell ill during the difficult aid work, but overcame the disease resolutely. This is an affirmation of the team's coordination ability and local assistance work.
For this reason, Lao Mo also wrote a thank you letter and report sheet, and sent it to China in the name of inviting the official, which was regarded as a strong assist.
There is no need to go into details about Director Wang's camp. There are thousands of people, no matter what their purpose is, at least they are kind-hearted.
It is conceivable that after returning to China, Tang Yi will definitely gain much more than Director Wang in terms of rewards based on merit.
"Little boy, please take care of Professor Tang, we are going to the airport." Zhang Zhongjian said.
Tong Han nodded: "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Two people came out.
We got on the minibus at the entrance of the hospital and sat down side by side.
Zhang Zhongjian suddenly said: "How long have we been here?"
"Today is September 23rd, which means it will be exactly three months."
According to the original plan, the assistance work will continue until mid-November, which is more than four months.
"When Tang Yi's condition stabilizes and he is sent back to China, let's return to Malanje as soon as possible."
Tang Yi's condition is no longer suitable for further assistance. I am afraid that the post-recuperation period of this serious illness will take several months. If he is seriously injured and offline, he should be rewarded based on his merits.
And because of Tang Yi's incident, Director Wang originally thought that he and Zhang Zhongjian did not need to go to that ghost place in Malanje.
After more than a month of local assistance, they have seen too many tragic situations. In areas where malaria outbreaks are concentrated, people are unable to treat them, and there is no way to relieve pain. It is no exaggeration to say that it is hell on earth.
In this situation, my heart is naturally suffering, but other than that...
The two of them still have to worry about being infected. Director Wang doesn't want to go, and his grades will be about the same. If they stay for enough time, they will be successful.
"Are we still going to Malanje? Tang Yi will definitely have to wait until he has completely recovered from typhoid fever and reached epidemic prevention standards before he can board the plane when he returns to China. It will be early October and the finishing work will be done by then. Do we still want to go?"
To briefly summarize Director Wang’s entire sentence——
It's not necessary.
Zhang Zhongjian closed his eyes slightly. There were some things that he actually didn't want to talk to Director Wang about, but he was also entrusted by others.
"Who are the organizers of the plan?"
"Ah?" Director Wang was stunned, a little confused by this unprovoked sentence, but seeing that Zhang Zhongjian didn't mean to say anything later, he still said: "Southern Medical University, Affiliated Hospital, Chinese Medical Association, China Railway Company, what else can come from
With?"
Director Wang is really a little confused. There are many sponsors for this kind of assistance plan. Even if they are not directly under the jurisdiction of the government, they will come to contact them and gain a good reputation. There are too many, so he really can't remember them.
"Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences." Zhang Zhongjian finally revealed the secret.
"Traditional Chinese Medicine... Academy of Sciences..." But Director Wang still couldn't understand what Zhang Zhongjian was going to say.
Zhang Zhongjian thought for a while and then told him the matter: "Old Ai asked me to give him a statistical paper. I have been preparing it, but there is still some content to follow, so I need to go to Malanje again."
"Lao Ai..." Director Wang muttered, as if searching for this person in his mind.
The person who can be named Lao Ai by Zhang Zhong must be of the same seniority as him. Besides, the Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences...
"Ai, Director Ai?" he answered.
There are many units and research institutes under the Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences. Ai is not a common surname. If you search for Director Wang, you will be able to think of this person. He is the deputy director of a certain research institute. I seem to have met him at a traditional Chinese medicine seminar, but he is not familiar with him.
That’s it.
Compared with Zhang Zhongjian's level and appearance, Director Wang is more than a star and a half behind.
"Lao Ai is currently doing collaborative research on a project and needs some first-hand information, so he asked me to help."
Director Wang was confused.
Help, understand...
Is it necessary to tell me so solemnly?
For a while, the two of them were silent.
Zhang Zhongjian stopped talking, while Director Wang continued to think and move forward, until he almost arrived at the airport. Director Wang did not understand a causal relationship, and always felt that Professor Zhang was inexplicable.
When they arrived at the airport, the two got off the bus and didn't take any pick-up tickets. They all knew Tang Yi's family members and they all lived in the family building of Nanjing Medical University. They went up and down the stairs with Director Wang.
When we arrived at the exit gate, the plane just landed.
After waiting for less than twenty minutes, the first group of people appeared, and they immediately saw Tang Yi's wife walking in the forefront and in a hurry.
You can see their impatience.
Tang Yi's wife also came with Tang Yi's son, who was very similar to Tang Yi who is now emaciated after illness. However, he studied Western medicine and is now studying with a tutor at the Affiliated Hospital of Lantau University. When he heard that his father was seriously ill with typhoid fever,
It is also necessary to ask for leave to follow.
"Brothers and sisters, Xiaofeng, you have worked hard all the way." As the leader, Zhang Zhongjian must be the first to speak up, "It was us who failed to take good care of Tang Yi and made you worry."
Tang Yi's wife was flattered, but she was more worried: "He used to work as a Western medicine doctor and was infected with diseases. He worked on the front line. We can understand. It's better to go to the hospital first."
"Okay, okay, let's go, the car is in the parking lot."
Several people got in the car.
Tang Feng began to ask about the condition. His mother was a high school teacher and did not understand medicine. He was a doctor and could analyze the situation.
Zhang Zhongjian told the story of the past...
"Multiple perforations in the abdominal cavity? The operation was performed in a coma? How was the operation completed? Are the local doctors qualified enough?" Many people still have misunderstandings about Africa. For example, Tang Feng doubted the local medical skills.
Zhang Zhongjian quickly explained: "The largest national hospital in the area is still very good, and Director Wang also invited the best infectious disease experts earlier. However, we disagreed with the attending doctor's opinion, so we performed the surgery directly, and the surgery was relatively successful.
"
Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and gave his mother a reassuring look.
Zhang Zhongjian did not dare to tell the story of the operation, lest they think too much...
Director Wang, on the other hand, remained silent all the way.
More than forty minutes.
They arrived at the hospital, got off the car and rushed directly to the inpatient department.
But.
Just when he was about to enter the elevator, Director Wang paused and whispered--
"Could it be related to artemisinin?"
Several people were stunned.
Even Zhang Zhongjian was stunned for a moment. After savoring it carefully, he finally figured out what Director Wang said when he lost his voice, and suddenly understood what Director Wang meant.
He had been thinking about it for a long time, and now he figured it out!
Seeing Director Wang's hot gaze, Zhang Zhongjian didn't want to show off, but due to the presence of outsiders, he just nodded: "We have some connections, but it's just friendship and help, so don't think too much about it."
When Director Wang heard this, he didn't care whether he wanted to help or not.
For such a big project, even serving tea and water to the research institute is considered an honor, let alone providing first-hand statistical information. Is it more or less considered participatory?