Anti-epidemic pioneer

Chapter 12 The illness recurs!

This short article originally created by Zhou Wen quickly exploded in the short video field at a speed that no one had expected, attracting major male and female anchors to compete to record it, and then reposted by thousands of netizens. From the short video platform It quickly spread to the whole network, and soon maxed out everyone's WeChat Moments, Weibo, and even Qzone and other major social networking platforms, and finally even appeared on major online news boards such as Sina News and Today's Toutiao. It is really popular all over the Internet!

"Yo! Our great writer who has become popular all over the Internet, is he busy again?"

Huang Zhiguang and Li Renxin who made the ward rounds came to the ward where Zhou Wen was, looked at Zhou Wen who was lying on the bed for transfusion, and joked with a smile.

"Director Li, Doctor Huang."

A shy smile appeared on Zhou Wen's face, he put down the phone in his hand, grinned, and said, "Don't tease me, what kind of great writer is popular all over the Internet, luck, but luck is better .”

"Hey, you kid, don't be humble."

Huang Zhiguang said carelessly: "I read the short article you wrote. Although I am not a literature major, but as an ordinary person, the article is easy to understand and has the characteristics of our great China. 5000-year-old culture of character and bearing, when those anchors dub it, it sounds exciting, so it’s no wonder it’s so popular.”

"You guy, what do you know about cultural strength and demeanor?"

Li Renxin glanced at Huang Zhiguang with a smile, and joked.

"Hey! Brother Li, look down on people, don't you?"

Huang Zhiguang asked the following people to record various data indicators of Zhou Wen's body today, and said, "Don't forget, besides work, my greatest pleasure is reading novels, as far away as the four great classics, Gu Long and Jin Yong, as close as I have read all the novels that are popular on the Internet now, do you think I understand what is the strength and demeanor of culture?"

"Okay, okay, Dr. Huang can't put down the papers in his spare time, he is really a role model for us, admire, admire."

Li Renxin cupped his hands at him, making both Huang Zhiguang and Zhou Wen laugh out loud.

Although it was said that the ward full of the smell of disinfectant and the ticking of instruments gave people a very cold feeling, but at this moment, infected by this laughter, it suddenly became much warmer.

After exhorting Zhou Wen a few more words, Li Renxin left Zhou Wen's ward with peace of mind.

From the current point of view, his condition has gradually stabilized. Although he cannot say that his recovery is rapid, judging from the recent CT images, the lesions in his lungs have basically stopped spreading and worsening, and his breathing has become much smoother. Now No more oxygen inhalation.

The last time he went upstairs for a CT scan, Zhou Wen was even able to walk over by himself holding on to the handrail of the stairs, which was completely incomparable to the weakness he had before when he couldn't get out of bed.

Regarding this positive phenomenon, doctors like Li Renxin and Huang Zhiguang were all happy for Zhou Wen from the bottom of their hearts.

The only thing to pay attention to and worry about now is whether Zhou Wen's condition will deteriorate again.

In the extreme busyness of Li Renxin and other medical staff who do not touch the ground, the clock seems to be moved forward by an invisible big hand, and the dreamy time flows on the dial, spinning day after day.

It was another morning, Li Renxin and Huang Zhiguang, who had finished their work and were about to have lunch, walked along the corridor leading to the office.

"Recently, the situation in all parts of the country has become severe. The number of suspected and confirmed cases is increasing. The situation is really not optimistic..."

Li Renxin frowned, and chatted with Huang Zhiguang next to him: "When I came, there were only a few confirmed patients in Sucheng, but in this short period of half a month, the number of confirmed patients has dropped rapidly." It soared to hundreds of people."

"Yes, the transmission rate of this new crown pneumonia is much higher than that of SARS!"

Huang Zhiguang nodded, and said with emotion: "Those of us who are on the front line every day, maybe one day we will accidentally be recruited, and it is possible to fall down."

"Can't you say something nice?"

Li Renxin gave Huang Zhiguang an angry look.

"I'm not kidding you."

Huang Zhiguang said: "I am quite contradictory, that is, the kind of optimism and pessimism. For example, I firmly believe that we will definitely overcome this epidemic, but I am not so sure that I will not fall. After all, it is undeniable Yes, those of us who are doctors are the most vulnerable to the virus, aren't we?"

Li Renxin was silent.

"The news of Dr. Li Wenliang's death these days has been spreading all over the country. His death is considered spectacular, but in fact, there are more medical staff who were unfortunately infected at work and became seriously ill and died in obscurity. , A few days ago, I also received news that an old leader of the hospital where I had just graduated and was an intern also fell on the battlefield of this fight against the epidemic.”

Huang Zhiguang paused, and then said: "But since the outbreak of the epidemic, I haven't taken my life seriously. At worst, I will die. If I go all out, I will fight this new crown pneumonia!"

"You guy..."

Li Renxin looked at his old classmate beside him. The seemingly indifferent tone of the other party made his eyes warm.

Those of them who are doctors seem to have easy work and good income on weekdays, but in this kind of war without gunpowder, they are the ones who have to go into battle and fight the disease with real swords and guns.

"But I'm different from you. You are free and unrestrained, but I still have a wife and a daughter."

There was a firm light in Li Renxin's eyes, and he said loudly: "They are still waiting for me to go home, and I promised them that I will definitely return home safely."

The family members who are waiting for Li Renxin to go back in the distance have always been the pillar of faith that supports him to grit his teeth and overcome obstacles here.

"Hurry up and eat, I'm going to starve to death."

Huang Zhiguang handed Li Renxin a boxed lunch, rubbed his hands excitedly, and said with a smile, "I don't know what's delicious today, hehe! There are pig's trotters!"

Li Renxin looked at Huang Zhiguang who looked like a child, shook his head with a smile and said: "You guys are already in their 40s, but you are still so out of shape. In a few years, I think You must be an old urchin!"

"Haha! What a nice old naughty boy!"

Huang Zhiguang was not angry either, he gnawed on the pig's trotters, and said vaguely: "Old urchin is one of the supernatural powers in Jin Yong's book, and he is a peerless master who can rank among the top five in the world." Woolen cloth!"

"Doctor Huang, Director Li, it's bad!"

While Li Renxin and Huang Zhiguang were having lunch and bickering, little nurse Liu Tiantian suddenly knocked on the door of the office anxiously.

"What's the matter? Say something slowly."

Li Renxin got up in an instant, and put down the boxed lunch that he had just had time to eat.

"Six, bed number six..."

Liu Tiantian panted heavily, and said, "Zhou Wen on bed No. [-] suddenly couldn't breathe, and his blood oxygen level dropped sharply. It looks like he's about to suffer from respiratory failure!"

In a word, the expressions of Li Renxin and Huang Zhiguang changed drastically in an instant!

What they feared the most had happened.

Zhou Wen's condition actually recurred!