Anti-epidemic pioneer

Chapter 32 Difficult times

"Li Renxin, come, let us take you to another place."

In the evening, Fang Ping brought two nurses to Li Renxin, looked at him, and hesitated to speak.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Li Renxin's mouth, and he said, "Ahem, it seems that I am no longer mildly ill."

A look of sadness flashed in Fang Ping's eyes, she didn't speak, she bent down to support Li Renxin's body, and helped him get off the bed.

When Li Renxin first entered the Fangcai Hospital, Fang Ping once told him that due to the limited wards, all patients with mild symptoms lived in beds in the lobby, and only those who deteriorated became Moderately ill patients can only live in the ward for the convenience of treatment and the intensive care of doctors.

Now that they came to change places for Li Renxin, it naturally represented that Li Renxin's condition had obviously deteriorated to at least the point of being moderately ill.

With Fang Ping's support, Li Renxin left the hall slowly.

"Haha! Cabmate, are you getting better? Congratulations!"

"That's right! The more frequent the inspection, it means that the day you can go out is not far away!"

Faced with the warm greetings from these cabin mates, Li Renxin couldn't tell.

He didn't want to tell them that he didn't get better at all, but that his condition got worse. He was afraid that it would hurt the confidence of these cabinmates in recovery, so he could only swallow a thousand words.

After leaving the hall, when going up the stairs, Li Renxin was out of breath, his calves were trembling uncontrollably, and his forehead was dripping with sweat, as if he had just returned from running a marathon.

"Li Renxin, how are you? Are you okay?"

Fang Ping, who was supporting Li Renxin, hurriedly used her arms to help Li Renxin support his body, then turned her head and said anxiously to the two little nurses behind: "Don't stand there stupidly! Quick! Come here and give me a hand." !"

Li Renxin, a grown man weighing more than 100 kilograms, suddenly became limp, and Fang Ping alone was really unable to support him.

"Don't worry, take a break first, let's catch our breath before we go."

Fang Ping patted Li Renxin's back lightly, helped him smooth out his breath, and said, "Slowly, come, inhale, exhale..."

"call……"

"call……"

Li Renxin's body was almost lying on the handrail of the stairs. Under Fang Ping's guidance, he breathed desperately, like a drowning person, trying his best to open his mouth wide to breathe that life-saving breath air.

After a few minutes, Li Renxin's situation finally calmed down a little.

"I feel better."

Li Renxin wiped the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, and whispered to Fang Ping in a weak voice.

"Okay, come on, try not to move yourself, just rely on us."

Fang Ping and another nurse supported Li Renxin like two crutches, and helped him walk upstairs slowly step by step.

In the short distance of more than 100 meters, Li Renxin and the others felt that their journey was more difficult than that of learning Buddhist scriptures from the West.

After finally reaching the ward on the second floor, Li Renxin lay down on the bed like a mountain of gold and jade, so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

"How are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"

Fang Ping looked at Li Renxin in pain, with self-blame written all over her face, and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect your situation to be so serious, so I didn't push you up directly with the hospital bed. I am truly sorry for my negligence.”

"nothing."

Li Renxin waved his hand lightly, panted slightly and said, "But in my current state, I'm afraid I need to breathe a little oxygen..."

"well."

Fang Ping nodded again and again, turned around and went out immediately, and discussed with the doctors in the shelter hospital, preparing to give Li Renxin oxygen.

The Fangcang Hospital attached great importance to Li Renxin's condition, and soon arranged oxygen infusion for him.

Breathing the high concentration of oxygen, Li Renxin's body finally felt a little more relaxed.

Things like air are everywhere, and I don't think it is so cherished at ordinary times.

But now that it's really difficult to take a breath, Li Renxin deeply realizes that things that he doesn't care about in normal times are so precious.

"Director Li, you can rest easy and recuperate. With us here, you'll be fine."

The person in charge of the Fangcang Hospital came to visit Li Renxin in person. Seeing Li Renxin lying on the hospital bed with a very bad face, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but he still encouraged Li Renxin. Cheer him on.

Li Renxin blinked, as a response to his words.

Even talking is a strenuous thing for him now, so all his strength is spent on breathing, trying his best to grasp the glimmer of life.

Two days later, because of the aggravation of his condition, Li Renxin is now on infusion for most of the day.

Li Renxin had another CT scan.

After the film came out, from the imaging point of view, after this period of treatment, the shadow area of ​​Li Renxin's lungs still increased, but the shadow has faded a lot. Xin himself was much more optimistic. He waved his hands with a light smile and said, "Good thing, good thing, there are finally signs of getting better."

In the past few days, Li Renxin received another video call from Huang Zhiguang. In the video, Li Renxin, with an oxygen tube inserted in his nose, half-jokingly said to his old classmate: "Maybe in two days, I I'm going back to Tongji Hospital Optics Valley Branch again, but this time not as a doctor, but as a patient."

"Brother Li, don't scare me!"

Huang Zhiguang repeatedly waved his hands on the other end of the phone and said, "Didn't you say that life in the shelter is good and interesting? You just stay there and come back when you recover from your illness, do you hear me?"

Huang Zhiguang knew very well that if Li Renxin was sent back to them during his illness, it meant that Li Renxin had developed from a moderate illness to a severe illness, which proved that the medical conditions in the cabin were no longer sufficient to maintain Li Renxin. salary life.

This is what he absolutely does not want to see!

After hanging up the video call with Huang Zhiguang, Li Renxin was infused with fluids on the hospital bed, his head was groggy, and he entered that half-asleep and half-awake state again.

But he knew very well in his heart that now was the critical moment for him to fight against the serious illness.

If he can get through these two days, he should be able to start getting better.

And if he couldn't make it through, then the joke he just made with Huang Zhiguang might really come true.

The long-term infusion every day made Li Renxin's waist sore while lying on the hospital bed.

Since there is no specific medicine to treat the new crown pneumonia, Li Renxin can only rely on Li Renxin's own immunity to deal with the virus. All medical methods are actually just auxiliary, buying precious time for Li Renxin's immune system.