Collection of Gods

Chapter 931 Critical illness
On the eighth day of the lunar calendar, the entire Zhiyuan medical aid team to Hubei entered the Seoul Central Hospital.

Several years later, the image of Tang Yuan facing Seoul Central Hospital, with his back to thousands of fully armed soldiers and his right hand raised, became a highlight of this epic history.

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Seoul Central Hospital is a national tertiary hospital, covering an area of ​​nearly 1200 square meters and a total construction area of ​​nearly square meters. It normally has beds, but is now operating at overload with nearly open beds.

After multiple disinfections, Tang Yuan and others officially entered the isolation ward.

Depressed, dull, tense...

Through the narrow goggles, the world in front of me is almost identical. Everyone is dressed exactly the same. If it weren't for everyone's name written on the back, it would be difficult to tell who is who.

After all members of the Zhiyuan medical aid team entered the isolation ward, they quickly demonstrated their extremely high professional qualities. In just one morning, they progressed from observing and learning to being able to operate independently and skillfully. During this period, Tang Yuan, accompanied by the dean, visited various wards for inspection. If he found any difficulties, he would solve them immediately.

When you are busy, time flies.

Although Tang Yuan had an urgent urge to see Yu Xinxi as soon as possible, he still forcibly suppressed the impulse. After ensuring that everyone in the Zhiyuan medical team to Hubei could carry out their work normally, he hurriedly followed the dean to the ward where Yu Xinxi was.

"Mr. Tang, Miss Yu has had a high fever since she was transferred to the hospital the day before yesterday. Her temperature has remained around 37.5 degrees during the day and around 39 degrees at night. Fortunately, Miss Yu only has a fever and there are no lesions in her lungs. This is a mild case."

Dean Zhu Chongguang guided Tang Yuan towards Yu Xinxi's ward and introduced Yu Xinxi's condition to Tang Yuan.

"President Zhu, thank you for your care. I'm sorry to trouble you."

Tang Yuan nodded slightly towards Zhu Chongguang and spoke in a very sincere tone.

"Mr. Tang, if you say that, I'm really going to be embarrassed to death."

Zhu Chongguang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "For the contribution you have made to our Seoul this time, it is no exaggeration for us Seoul people to give you a longevity tablet. In comparison, this little convenience we provide for you is nothing."

"President Zhu, what's the point of making a contribution?"

"We are all compatriots. In times of crisis, we must unite as one and work together."

Tang Yuan smiled, and then chose not to continue the topic. Instead, he turned to Zhu Chongguang and asked, "President Zhu, I want to ask you about someone else. Is Yu Yaoting also receiving treatment in our hospital? How is his condition now?"

"Hey……"

"Mr. Tang, I'll be honest with you."

Zhu Chongguang sighed and answered truthfully: "Yu Yaoting's situation is not optimistic. We are already considering whether to intubate him."

"Has it reached the stage of intubation?"

When Tang Yuan heard this, his brows immediately frowned.

Tang Yuan was also present at yesterday's pre-job training session, so he knew very well what the intubation that Zhu Chongguang just mentioned meant for the patients.

This means that the patient's condition has become extremely serious. The lungs have lost their normal respiratory function due to the virus, resulting in extremely low blood oxygen saturation, which is insufficient to maintain the normal physiological activities of organs throughout the body. Artificial intervention can only be carried out through tracheal intubation and ventilator. The ventilator can help supply sufficient oxygen to maintain the normal functions of important organs such as the heart, brain, and kidneys.

If the patient's condition deteriorates to the point where intubation is required, it can be said that the patient has basically one foot in the gate of hell. Death will become a high-probability event, and survival will become a low-probability event.

Thinking of this, Tang Yuan felt heavy-hearted again. Although he and Yu Yaoting had only met a few times, he was Yu Xinxi's father after all. Based on their special relationship, he didn't want anything to happen to him. "President Zhu, there are two top international experts in the field of respiratory diseases in the team I brought this time. Can you let them go see Yu Yaoting later? If you need any special medicine, I can urgently transfer it from abroad."

Tang Yuan lowered his voice slightly and asked Zhu Chongguang.

"Of course it's possible."

Zhu Chongguang agreed very straightforwardly: "Mr. Tang, I know that Yu Yaoting's identity is very special. These days, I have received at least hundreds of calls asking about Yu Yaoting's condition. Our hospital has really tried every possible way, but still can't stop his condition from getting worse. I have been a doctor for decades, and this is the first time I feel so powerless against a disease."

At the end of his speech, Zhu Chongguang's tone was a little dejected. Since the outbreak of the epidemic, in just half a month, he had to rescue people from the hands of death every day, and colleagues and comrades fell every day. It really made him feel exhausted.

"President Zhu, you have done your best."

Tang Yuan patted Zhu Chongguang on the shoulder to comfort him: "Now it's just the darkness before dawn, things will definitely turn around."

“I hope the turning point comes soon…”

Zhu Chongguang smiled at Tang Yuan, but his smile was a little bitter.

As the two talked and chatted, Zhu Chongguang soon led Tang Yuan to Yu Xinxi's ward, which was one of the few intensive care units in Seoul Central Hospital. Compared with ordinary wards, the environment of the intensive care unit was more spacious and comfortable, and there was someone to look after the patient 24 hours a day.

After Tang Yuan and Zhu Chongguang had gone through multiple disinfections, they entered Yu Xinxi's ward.

On the hospital bed, Yu Xinxi lay pale. Her originally black and smooth long hair was wet with sweat on her forehead and temples due to the fever. Her beautiful dark eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her long eyelashes trembled from time to time. She lay there like Snow White in the fairy tale who accidentally took the poisoned apple and fell into a coma. She was as delicate as a porcelain doll.

At this moment, there was a fully armed nurse taking care of Yu Xinxi's bedside. When she saw Zhu Chongguang and Tang Yuan approaching, she quickly stood up from her chair and was about to say hello when she was stopped by Zhu Chongguang.

"how is the situation?"

Zhu Chongguang asked the nurse in a hollow voice.

"I just took Miss Yu's temperature. It's 38.2. It hasn't dropped yet."

The nurse also responded in a hollow voice.

Zhu Chongguang nodded slightly, then looked at Tang Yuan and said, "Mr. Tang, because of the high fever, Miss Yu has been in a coma for the past few days. She still doesn't know you're here."

"Director Zhu, please let this nurse go out and have a rest."

"I don't have anything to do this afternoon, so I'll stay here to take care of her."

Tang Yuan looked at Yu Xinxi lying on the hospital bed, a hint of pity flashed in his eyes, and he whispered this to Zhu Chongguang.

"Ok."

Zhu Chongguang knew that Tang Yuan wanted to be alone with Yu Xinxi, so he immediately said tactfully: "Mr. Tang, if you need anything, just press the call bell next to the bed and we will send someone over immediately."

"Okay, thank you, Dean Zhu."

Tang Yuan nodded slightly, and then Zhu Chongguang didn't say much. He quickly left the ward with the nurse, leaving the space to Tang Yuan and Yu Xinxi...

(End of this chapter)