This doctor is not short of money

Uncomfortable!

Du Heng sat listlessly in front of the bed, unable to lift his spirits at all.

He thought with his somewhat numb head, how long has it been since he was sick?

After thinking for a long time, just when he was about to forget what he was doing, he finally remembered that the blisters on his mouth were not counted, and the last time he got sick was probably five years ago.

At that time, it seemed that the young man who was pulled by the town government got caught in the rain, and stayed up late to work a night shift before he caught a cold.

It's been a long time.

Du Heng raised his hand and patted his forehead lightly, wanting to lighten up his dull brain.

But apart from a little pain in the forehead, the effect doesn't seem to be very good.

Sighing softly, Du Heng leaned forward and took the small mirror not far away, and glanced at his own throat through the mirror with his mouth open.

Nothing serious, just a little redness.

Coupled with the low-grade fever now, Du Heng probably understands that it should be caused by being too nervous and then too relaxed in the operating room yesterday.

The scene at that time stimulated my mind a lot, and at the same time as I relaxed, the breath in my heart also dissipated, and between the tightening and loosening, the pores of the skin opened wide, and the evil wind invaded. Hit the trick.

Well, in the final analysis, it is still my own mental quality.

After washing, Du Heng left the dormitory, but today he did not see Sun Xin and Li Chengzu unusually.

While having breakfast, he asked the African chef, "Dr. Sun and Dr. Li didn't come back last night?"

"I'm back, but when I was about to make breakfast in the morning, they had already left." The chef's Mandarin is not standard, but he can barely understand it.

"Really?" Du Heng's sullen brain was a little slow to react, and it took a long time before he continued, "Then why didn't they call me when they left?"

"Yeah, I heard Dr. Li calling you several times, but you kept silent, Dr. Li and the others left first."

The chef helped his chef's hat, and after he finished speaking with a smile, he continued to help his elder brother move things to the kitchen.

Is there such a thing?
Du Heng didn't have any impression.

No matter, after eating to see what is going on.

After entering the hospital, Du Heng found that the hospital today was more chaotic than the previous few days, and it was full of heads as far as the eye could see.

Among these heads, Du Heng saw several faces with the same skin color as himself, and he seemed to recognize one or two of them.

One seems to be the vice president of the college who was here last time, and the other two seem to be people from the embassy, ​​um~~~ There seems to be a leader of the medical team.

However, there were too many people and they were too far away. These people also disappeared in a flash, and Du Heng didn't see it clearly.

But that's enough, he knows why Sun Shin and Lee Seung Jo came to the hospital without waiting for him.

Seeing that everyone else was busy, Du Heng didn't bother. He walked to the pharmacy on his own, and found two packs of Radix Banlangen and one pack of cold and antipyretic granules.

He has a cold now, he needs to drink some heat-clearing and detoxifying medicine.

After drinking the medicine, Du Heng hid in the office and did not go out. The noise and hustle and bustle outside seemed to have nothing to do with it. Now he wanted to continue to squint for a while.

It's just that this idea just started, Li Chengzu tiptoed open the door and got in.

And the moment he saw Du Heng, he was slightly taken aback, "Hey, when did you come here?"

Du Heng still felt that he couldn't get any energy up, so he could only say lazily, "I just came here, and I'm going to squint for a while."

Li Chengzu looked Du Heng up and down, and even walked up to him and touched Du Heng's forehead with his hand, "I said that no matter how I scream in the morning, I can't wake you up. You are sick."

"Yeah." Du Heng hummed softly, he was too lazy to push Li Chengzu's hand away, "I have a cold, and I feel weak.

By the way, how is Yao Youshi? "

"The person has woken up and is under the control of the local police. Now, if he wants to go in and change his medicine for inspection, he has to apply to the police in advance. The trouble is dead."

Li Chengzu twisted his mouth, stepped back, found a chair and sat down.

But he no longer talked about Yao Youshi, but looked at Du Heng and said, "Don't worry about other people's affairs, if you feel uncomfortable, go back to the dormitory to sleep, why come here to suffer.

By the way, let me tell you something, after you left last night, among the two surviving people, the one who was slightly younger disappeared. "

Another death?
Du Heng blinked his eyes in surprise, "Is there only one left?"

Li Chengzu nodded slightly, then turned his eyes to the door and said, "In the morning, someone came from Libreville, and they also brought the antidote.

But it's been too long, it doesn't help much, the one that's alive. . .Tsk tsk, I think I might as well be dead. "

As he said that, Li Chengzu's voice suddenly lowered a lot, "But that's good too, Yao Translator's revenge can be regarded as revenge.

Such a beast can't let him end happily with a peanut, he should spend his whole life to atone for his sins. "

Du Heng was dumbfounded, and couldn't keep up with what Li Chengzu said, so he asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

Li Chengzu shook his head and said, "According to the examination report, his esophagus, stomach, and intestines, especially the stomach and intestines, are basically useless. If he wants to survive in the future, he must have a fistula.

And I reckon, based on his current situation, even if he has a fistula, he will have an infection in the future. "

Du Heng nodded dumbly, it turns out that's what Li Chengzu meant.

Du Heng knew this a long time ago. This kind of downward poison is relatively strong, and the result is basically physical.

Either the medicine stone is useless, and it hurts to death; or the poisoning is mild, and the rescue is timely, and the person is saved, but this life has to live with the pain, and pay attention to hygiene at all times to prevent infection.

And if it is too serious, and the trauma is in the stomach and intestines, there is no way to prevent infection at all.

Therefore, as long as this person can still breathe for a day, he will have to suffer for a day, which is called "living suffering".

After Li Chengzu finished speaking, Du Heng lowered his head and began to diverge his thoughts. He kind of forgot that he was chatting with Li Chengzu.

And Li Chengzu saw that Du Heng didn't speak for a long time, tilted his head and glanced at Du Heng's eyes that had lost focus, and immediately felt that this kid might be seriously ill.

"Hey, I said, if you can't hold on, you can go back and rest. There will be chaos in the hospital today, and there should be no patients coming."

Li Chengzu stood up, supported Du Heng's shoulders and shook gently, "Don't force yourself, you will suffer if you are exhausted."

Feeling the shaking on his shoulders, Du Heng came back to his senses, and immediately raised his head and smiled embarrassedly at Li Chengzu, "I feel okay, and I drank the medicine. When the medicine takes effect, I guess nothing will happen. .

Don't worry, I'll just squint in the office for a while. "

Li Chengzu saw that Du Heng couldn't be persuaded, so he didn't say anything else, and then walked directly to the door, "Well, you are a doctor yourself, you must know it in your heart, so I won't worry about it.

But if you really can't hold on, don't hold on.

You know the conditions of this ghost place, just in case. . . . "

Immediately, he felt that what he said was a bit inappropriate, so Li Chengzu hurriedly poohed a few times, and then walked out of the office without looking back.

But Du Heng didn't think much about Li Chengzu's words, just grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, then adjusted his sitting posture, wanting to lean on the chair and squint for a while.

It's just that as soon as the eyes were closed, the door of the office was pushed open again, and it was Dede who came in this time.

Dede didn't see Du Heng's discomfort when he entered the door. He hurriedly walked to Du Heng's side, shook Du Heng lightly, saw Du Heng opened his eyes, and immediately said, "Dr. Du, something happened to Dr. Wallon's patient."

"Doctor Wallon? Patient?" Du Heng felt that his brain was not enough, and he couldn't find the corresponding person or event from Dede's words.

And Dede said anxiously, "It's the pneumonia patient."

pneumonia?

With this reminder, Du Heng connected the people and things that Dede said, and immediately sat up straight with a shudder in his heart, "What happened?
If I remember correctly, the pneumonia patient was discharged yesterday afternoon. "

Dede nodded sharply, "That's right, Doctor Wallon did an examination yesterday afternoon, and he was discharged after there was no problem.

But this person was sent over by their colleagues just now, and he is no longer capable. "

"What's going on?" Du Heng asked, while bracing himself, he stood up directly from the chair, and then walked out the door.

"I heard from his colleague that the patient went to the bathroom after work, but he hadn't seen anyone for a long time, so his colleague went to find him. When he found him, he had passed out, and his mouth and nose were full of blood foam."

"Where is the man now?"

"emergency room."

Du Heng stopped talking, and immediately walked quickly towards the emergency room.

While walking, he started to lose his mind again. He felt that the past few days were very evil, and he always had trouble with the emergency room.

In a daze, I arrived at the rescue room, and found that Lee Seung-jo, who had just left, had also appeared here.

Du Heng saw that there were already a bunch of people busy in front of him, so he didn't go forward to meddle indiscriminately, but stood far behind, waiting for the results of the doctor's examination in front.

Soon, I saw Li Chengzu say something, and then I saw the people around him pushing him towards the operating room.

Seeing this, Du Heng immediately stepped forward and asked, "Director Li, what's the patient's condition?"

Lee Seungjo's expression under the mask was serious, and he said word by word, "The situation is very bad, very similar to the previous patients.

Moreover, the patient was discovered late and had already developed symptoms of pulmonary embolism. "

Li Chengzu paused for a moment, and then said with a more serious expression, "During the examination just now, the patient vomited blood, and the color was bright red. I think the patient's pulmonary hemorrhage should still continue."

"Then what do you want now?"

"Surgery." Li Chengzu's eyes became firm, "Although they have not succeeded before, we still have to fight."

As he said that, Li Chengzu took a deep breath, "Comparatively speaking, the progress of this patient's condition is not as rapid as that of the previous patients, so I think the success rate will be higher this time."

Du Heng hummed lightly, and then stepped out of the way in front of Li Chengzu.

This time Du Heng did not choose to follow Li Chengzu to the operating room, and in his current state, it was impossible for Li Chengzu to let him go.

So after Li Chengzu left, Du Heng went back to his office and waited.

In the process of waiting, Du Heng slowly felt that the very uncomfortable feeling on his body was gradually disappearing bit by bit, and his mind, which was a little slow, gradually recovered at the moment. Rhythm.

It's just that when the general discomfort receded, his throat became dry and itchy again. Every three or four minutes, he had to drink saliva to moisten it, or he always wanted to cough twice to relieve it.

An hour later, Li Chengzu walked into the office slowly with a trace of decadence, without speaking, he just sat down beside Du Heng, and then pointed to Du Heng's water glass.

Without hesitation, Du Heng immediately got up and took a paper cup, and took a glass of warm water for Li Chengzu.

After Li Chengzu finished drinking in one breath, Du Heng asked unwillingly, "Did you save him?"

Li Chengzu nodded, "There are too many bleeding spots, as long as it can be seen, it is bleeding.

The most unacceptable thing was that the blood couldn't be stopped at all, and all kinds of methods were useless.

Hmm~~~~~ It's a bit like fried lungs, but it's a hundred times or a thousand times more serious than fried lungs. "

Li Chengzu stared at Du Heng seriously and said, "I really think you are right, there must be something wrong with this situation.

I've never seen or heard of a person's lungs bleeding like a sieve. "

Du Heng was silent, he didn't know what to say.

Finding the root cause of a person's death is not Du Heng's strong point, nor is it the strong point of traditional Chinese medicine. At this time, the most important thing to do is to send it to the pathology testing center, or the infectious disease prevention center, or send it to the forensic doctor for autopsy.

But this hospital does not have this condition, and the local government does not pay attention to Du Heng's proposal, which makes people very helpless.

Li Chengzu saw Du Heng's helplessness, and then he sighed lightly and stood up, "You are not feeling well now, so you should have some snacks yourself.

Director Sun and I are inferior to you in this respect, if it is true. . .That would be troublesome. "

Hearing this, Du Heng couldn't help trembling slightly in his heart, but after reviewing his physical feelings again, Du Heng felt that he must have a cold.

And while waiting just now, I took a pulse on purpose, but I didn't find anything unusual.

"Don't worry, I know it well. And we usually protect ourselves well, so we shouldn't be so back."

"You have experience in this matter, just take care of yourself." Li Chengzu waved his hand lightly, "Okay, you continue to rest, I'll go see Yao Translator, it's time to change his medicine."

Li Chengzu left, Du Heng wanted to look through the information, but he hadn't read two pages yet, he felt flustered for no reason, and couldn't concentrate more and more.

In the end, he was still affected by Li Chengzu's words, put down the information in his hand, and started to feel his own pulse again.

It's just that they haven't figured out one, two, three. The leader of the medical team who came with the college found Du Heng, "Director Du, can you talk about your opinion on Dr. Jiang?"