Mr. Tang and Tang Bing were right next to Xiao Chen. Seeing Xiao Chen's expression like that, they thought the plague might be serious.
"Do you have any opinions?" Zhao Zhonghui asked.
After hearing this, the members of the expert group were all silent.
"Mr. Zhao, I suggest that we split up to see the patient immediately. If we delay here for another minute, the patient will be in danger." Xiao Chen said directly.
What's the use of just having a meeting here? We need to check the patient's condition first.
As soon as Zhao Zhonghui heard that it was Xiao Chen who said it, he said: "Then follow what Dr. Xiao said and immediately split up to treat the patient."
Among the members of the expert team who came this time, the majority were from the febrile disease school and the typhoid fever school, and there were not many others from other traditional Chinese medicine schools.
After all, not many can enter the main round of the National Medical Competition.
"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, I'm not feeling well, can I go and rest first?" Yan Qing stood up and said with a pale face.
When we came here on a military plane, his condition didn't look very good. When we came here on a bus, his condition looked even worse.
"Then you go and rest first."
Zhao Zhonghui didn't say any more.
After putting on the white coats sent from the isolation area, Xiao Chen, Mr. Tang, and Tang Bing first went to the isolation area for critically ill patients.
As soon as he arrived there, Xiao Chen smelled a very unpleasant smell, which was mixed with the smell of Western medicine, disinfectant, and other miscellaneous smells.
Xiao Chen came to a tent, pulled up the curtains outside the door, and went inside. He saw many female nurses and Dr. Xi inside.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Seeing Xiao Chen and the others approaching, an attending physician in a white coat asked.
The other party is a Western medicine attending physician from a tertiary hospital in Guizhou, who is checking the conditions of these patients with a female nurse.
These patients have entered the critical stage. Those who are lucky can live for five days, and those who are unlucky can only live for three days at most.
"Hello, we just came from Binhai City, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor." Xiao Chen said.
A traditional Chinese medicine doctor from Binhai City?
Are they the first members of the traditional Chinese medicine expert group?
The other party looked at Xiao Chen as too young!
Xiao Chen didn't say much, and went directly to a patient on the hospital bed. He saw that the patient was a rural young woman in her thirties, with dark skin, but the unpleasant smell emanating from her body should be that of death.
gas.
Death gas is a warning that the body emits a gas before death.
In Chinese medicine, it has been discovered very early, and Western medicine also has records in this regard.
Now Xiao Chen first checked the female patient's pulse and then her tongue. The female nurse next to her came over with the medical record, looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Doctor, this is the female nurse's medical record."
It is definitely best to have a medical record.
Xiao Chen took it over and looked at it. It said that the name of this young woman was He Shuixian. She was thirty-one this year and she was a villager in Yangjiazhai. A month ago, her body developed symptoms similar to colds and fevers. She took and received antipyretic injections successively.
These had no effect. After the chill period the day before yesterday, she began to enter a critical stage. Now she has begun to suffer from heart failure and some complications from the day before yesterday.
There are detailed records of her body temperature, blood pressure, etc.
However, these are of little use to patients.
After Xiao Chen looked at He Shuixian's patient, Mr. Tang on the side asked: "Xiao Chen, how are you doing?"
"Mr. Tang, take a look."
When Mr. Tang checked He Shuixian's pulse, he found that he had never encountered such a patient before.
"Now she not only has heart failure, but she even has internal bleeding," Xiao Chen said.
Internal bleeding?
This is naturally caused by the organs in the body starting to change.
"What should we do?" Mr. Tang asked.
The attending doctor of Western medicine and the other female nurses did not leave.
"Mr. Tang, death cannot happen again now."
"Doctor, do you have a ward?" the Western doctor in charge asked in disbelief.
He came here very early, and even his colleagues were infected with this disease. However, he has used all the Western medicines available now, but still has no effect.
"Director Xie, I wonder how many patients are in critical condition now?" Xiao Chen saw the work ID hanging on the other party's white coat and knew that the other party's name was Xie Yonghua.
"As of this morning's count, there are thirty-five in total."
Thirty-five?
More than fifty people have died?
If thirty-five people die again during this critical period, the death toll will soon exceed one hundred.
"Mr. Tang, without further delay, we can only treat him with life-threatening medicine first."
Life-threatening medicine?
Mr. Tang had heard that Xiao Chen used it to treat Master Zhou's uncle Qin Yong's late-stage lung cancer. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen actually came up with a prescription for a life-threatening drug.
That secret recipe is a unique secret recipe, at least in Mr. Tang's opinion.
"Sister Tang Bing, you and Mr. Tang, as well as several nurse sisters, you will separate the prescriptions to get the medicine, and then put them together to boil the medicine soup immediately. This prescription can prolong the patient's illness for at least a week no matter what the disease is.
, as long as there is one week left, we can use this week to treat patients and keep these critically ill patients alive as much as possible."
A life-threatening prescription?
Can you live another week?
This is amazing!
Xie Yonghua couldn’t believe it!
"Doctor, are you telling the truth?" Xie Yonghua asked in disbelief.
"Hello, my name is Xiao Chen. Of course I do what I say. There is no other way now. I can't just watch these innocent patients die."
Xie Yonghua naturally didn't say anything. Among the thirty-five patients, several of them were his colleagues. If they could be cured, it would definitely be the best.
Xiao Chen tore the paper directly from the medical record, and then began to separate several prescriptions to write them. This was not because Xiao Chen wanted to hide the life-threatening prescription. Moreover, there were too many medicinal materials in the prescription. Separate them and then take them.
It is better to get the medicinal materials and mix them together to make a medicinal soup.
"Each of you takes one, and then each of you picks up thirty-five portions of the medicine according to the prescription, and then mixes them together to make a medicinal soup. Once the medicinal soup is cooked, bring it over immediately."
Mr. Tang, Tang Bing, and the female nurses rushed immediately.
Xiao Chen?
Why does Xie Yonghua feel that this name is so familiar?
Soon, Xie Yonghua remembered that this young man was not the Xiao Chen who had just won the championship in the National Medical Competition?
Is his medical skill really that great?
At this time, a cry-like sound came from the unconscious He Shuixian.
"I don't want to die!"
"I am still young!"
"I want to be with my son."
…
Everyone has the idea of survival, not to mention, for an ordinary peasant woman, how can she be willing to die in a good life?
"Sister, don't worry, as long as I am here, you will be fine." For this rural young woman who had no support and was afraid she could only wait for death, at this time, Xiao Chen held her hand and encouraged her.