Xiao Chen and Li Guocai had just arrived outside Yan Qing's tent. Hearing him crying there, Xiao Chen found it hard to believe that this was Mr. Yan who looked very high-spirited at the Typhoid School branch meeting that day?
After opening the tent curtain, Xiao Chen had already seen Yan Qing lying there.
"Dr. Yan, Dr. Xiao is here." Li Guocai said.
When he saw Xiao Chen coming, Yan Qing was a little embarrassed and stopped crying.
"What's going on? The battle hasn't started yet, why are our people panicking?" Xiao Chen looked at Yan Qing and asked.
He felt that this Yan Qing really shouldn't have come. If he was so afraid, wouldn't those ordinary patients be even more afraid?
However, from Yan Qing's point of view, he didn't think that way. Of course Xiao Chen was not afraid, because he was not suspected of being infected with this plague?
And he already felt that he was infected, how could he not be afraid?
"Dr. Yan, let Dr. Xiao examine you!" Li Guocai said.
"I don't want him to check me, no one is of use now!" Yan Qing seemed to be emotional.
Xiao Chen couldn't understand. The other person seemed to be almost thirty years old, but he was still acting awkward like a child?
If this spreads out, wouldn't it just make people laugh?
"Mr. Li, let him die here. There are too many poor people anyway." Xiao Chen didn't bother to pay attention, and Yan Qing didn't want to see it, so he didn't bother to pay attention either.
Xiao Chen should go back to wash up first, and then check on the conditions of those critically ill patients.
When he saw Xiao Chen leaving, Li Guocai said: "Yan Qing, if your father hadn't asked us to take care of you, I wouldn't have bothered to take care of you. Do you know what Dr. Xiao Chen's status is now? He has much more to do.
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Yan Qing soon learned that Minister Han no longer trusted Western medicine and Western medicine, and had left all the affairs of the quarantine area to Xiao Chen to manage.
Moreover, Xiao Chen prescribed medicines for patients in the incubation period, chilling period, and critical stage, respectively, and each had different effects.
Now that Yan Qing actually doesn't want Xiao Chen's treatment, Xiao Chen really doesn't care.
How can this be?
Yan Qing couldn't believe it.
Although he knows that Xiao Chen's medical skills are very good, but how much better than him can he be?
Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen is now responsible for all matters in the quarantine area.
Yan Qing now feels more and more uncomfortable all over his body, with chills, high temperature, and muscle aches all over his body. He wants to cough but can't. Moreover, his whole body feels very soft and he has no strength at all.
If I continue like this now, I'm afraid I will really die.
"Hurry up, hurry up and find Xiao Chen to treat me." Yan Qing said.
"I don't want to die." Yan Qing said again.
Xiao Chen had just left, how could he pay attention to the other party again.
Li Guocai took a few glances at the other old Chinese doctors around him. From inside Yan Qing's tent, it was impossible to watch him die of the plague. He could only go and get the medicine soup prescribed by Xiao Chen for those patients in the incubation period and give it to Yan Qing.
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Xiao Chen returned to the tent, washed up first, and then woke up Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan.
Tang Bing didn't sleep well last night and looked a little tired today.
Xiao Chen was a little worried about Tang Bing. After all, Tang Bing was just an ordinary person. If he didn't get a good rest, he would be easily invaded by those germs.
Mo Xiaowan went to bed early and seemed to be in a much better mental state.
"I want to sleep, you go and eat." Tang Bing said.
Xiao Chen was going to finish breakfast and ask Mo Xiaowan to bring one back for her to eat. After he and Mo Xiaowan went to the temporary canteen, many Chinese and Western doctors were here, and they all took the initiative to greet Xiao Chen with respect.
"Xiaochen, why don't you see Xiaobing?" asked Mr. Tang.
"Mr. Tang, Sister Tang Bing didn't sleep well last night and was resting in the tent."
Mr. Tang admired Xiao Chen very much for Xiao Chen's appointment last night when he was in danger and he was already responsible for all the affairs in the quarantine area.
"Also, last night I found a 70- or 80-year-old grandmother fainting alone halfway up the mountain. Fortunately, she was found by Sister Tang Bing and I."
Mr. Tang didn't know about this matter, and many people didn't know it either.
No wonder Tang Bing didn't sleep well last night, it turned out to be like this.
"And Yan Qing seemed to be in trouble just now, crying there." Xiao Chen said.
Yan Qing?
Could it be that that boy was infected with this plague?
Mr. Tang couldn't believe it.
"Wait a minute and I'll go check on him." Mr. Tang said.
Xiao Chen and Mo Xiaowan had a simple breakfast there, and then asked Mo Xiaowan to take a piece of lean meat porridge back to Tang Bing.
Xiao Chen sent Mo Xiaowan back to the tent, and Xiao Chen went to the critical illness isolation area.
At this time, in the isolation area, each room has a female nurse and a Western doctor taking care of the patients.
In addition, there are veteran Chinese medicine practitioners who are recording patients’ symptoms.
Seeing Xiao Chen coming over, after the three of them greeted Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen looked at the attending physician of Western medicine and asked: "Director Zhou, how is the patient's condition now?"
"The body temperature dropped slightly, the blood pressure fluctuated high and low, and the heart rate was not very normal." Director Zhou introduced.
Xiao Chen smelled the deathly atmosphere inside the tent.
Although Xiao Chen had already prescribed life-threatening medicine, which was enough to prolong their lives for at least a week, without effective medicine, complications caused by the critical illness and the continued decay of the body's internal organs would be possible.
Xiao Chen conducted a careful examination on a male patient, including looking at the pulse, tongue, eyes, and nails. Of course, Xiao Chen could see clearly with a single glance what others could not see.
He could see that the old man was indeed suffering from internal bleeding and heart failure.
This was all caused by the critical period of the plague.
Now Minister Han trusts him, but Xiao Chen knows that if the situation is still not optimistic after a week, he is afraid that the other party will not trust Chinese medicine and will have to rely on Western medicine.
Therefore, during this week, Xiao Chen will definitely treat these patients with the best medicine, and it is impossible for him to let the patients die again.
Based on the current condition of the patient, Xiao Chen wrote another prescription and asked the female nurse to quickly take it and boil the medicine before sending it over.
Xiao Chen checked the other patients one by one and found that the conditions were similar. Xiao Chen's expression remained the same and showed nothing else.
This actually puts other veteran Chinese medicine practitioners and those patients at ease.
After seeing these patients in the critical stage, Xiao Chen went to see the patients in the incubation stage. Compared with the patients in the critical stage, Xiao Chen found that after his acupuncture treatment and medicinal decoction treatment, the effect was still very good, at least those who had chills
The Western doctor and female nurse who had a particularly serious menstrual period are now in much better condition, and no longer have the chills that make them grit their teeth.
Xiao Chen asked the female nurse to send silver needles and give acupuncture treatment to other patients who were experiencing chills.
It was almost lunch time, and Xiao Chen was sweating so much that he was so tired that he could hardly breathe.
When Xiao Chen went back to his tent, he saw Mr. Tang there.