In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

As soon as the door opened, Dumpling shouted loudly, and the young couple hurriedly put on their clothes. Ling Zhi was faster than them and had already trotted over. As soon as the door opened, many people rushed in, all with anxious looks and chattering, " Where is your mother? Go call your mother, someone is injured..."

"Yes, there was a lot of blood and several injuries..."

"I don't know if it can be cured? Woohoo..."

There was crying and screaming, and the scene was chaotic. Zhao Baoqing scolded, "Don't say a few words. Doctor Song will definitely have a solution. If it doesn't work, don't go to the hospital. Quick, take him into the house first."

Ling Zhi had already led the way and led people into the Xiping House. There was a bed in the house with thick mattresses. Everyone carefully put the most injured one on it and lay down. The others who were lighter stood or sat with expressions on their faces. All with anxiety and worry.

At this time, Song Hongguo hurriedly walked in, went straight to the bedside, and asked while checking the wound, "Was it injured by the collapsed beam?"

Zhao Baoqing said, "Yes, it was hit hard. Hongguo, please check it first. If it doesn't work, we will send it to the hospital."

"it is good……"

Song Hongguo was busy with her hands. After a thorough examination, she finally felt relieved. The patient was bleeding, but in fact, his vital organs were not injured. There were only slight fractures. Just use a board to fix them. As for the bleeding area, It was sutured and bandaged, and I took anti-inflammatory drugs for a few days and it was fine.

She treated the wound while explaining, her movements unhurried, and her calm expression greatly soothed the emotions of others.

Zhao Baoqing breathed a sigh of relief and finally showed a smile on his face, "It's okay if it's no big deal, it's okay if it's no big deal..."

With the New Year just around the corner, it would be very unlucky if anything goes wrong.

After Song Hongguo finished working with all the patients, it was already an hour later. Zhao Baoqing took them away without bothering to say anything. Many houses in the production team were crushed, and there were also chicken coops and pig pens. Some livestock suffered disaster, and there were many follow-up matters waiting for him to deal with.

After everyone was sent away, Song Hongguo had time to wash up. She was anxious just now, so she casually pulled up her hair, put on a mask and came over. It was past six o'clock, and Huo Minglou and Li He came with their two children. , the backyard has been tidied up.

The broken branches were used to make fires, and the collapsed shelves were replaced with new supports. The snow on the straw curtains was all piled on the roadside. The toilets, chicken coops, and pig pens were all inspected and reinforced one by one, and the accumulation on the roof was cleared. Snow, to prevent another accident.

Even the path in the yard has been swept clean, revealing the original bluestone surface. Walking on it will not get your shoes dirty.

Song Hongguo went to pull some Wuta vegetables and made soy pot noodles. It was delicious and saved time. After finishing the meal, she went out ten minutes earlier than usual.

The road was not easy to walk on. Song Hongguo was very frightened while riding the bicycle. She was afraid of dropping her child, so she handed Ling Yuan to Li He to take him with him. Just like that, he kept walking and walking, and from time to time he had to get off the car and push for a few steps. When we arrived at the factory, it was almost eight o'clock.

In the hospital, the emergency department has been busy for a long time. Song Hongguo passed by and heard screams of pain. From time to time, people rushed here in a hurry. The heavy snow caused traffic inconvenience. Even if there are not many cars these days, But it’s not uncommon for people to fall while riding bicycles or to slip and break their legs while walking.

In the outpatient clinic, there were more and more internal medicine patients. As the temperature dropped sharply, the number of colds and fevers increased suddenly, especially among the elderly and children. It was always bad again and again. Song Hongguo heard the most coughing sounds. She wore a mask and did not have any symptoms all the way. He dared to pick it up and entered the office. Before Xu Xianghong came, he poured himself a cup of flu-preventing granules.

When Xu Xianghong came, she was also wearing a mask. She looked a little haggard, and her voice was very nasal when she opened her mouth. "I have a cold. I took some medicine and didn't care about it. Don't take off your mask today to prevent me from infecting you again." You, drink more hot water..."

Song Hongguo responded and asked with concern, "Can you hold on? Why don't you go home and rest for two days."

Xu Xianghong shook his head, "If you can hold on, as long as you don't have a fever, you'll be fine."

People are like this these days. A slight injury can't get out of the firing line. Song Hongguo stopped trying to persuade her and only suggested, "Why don't you get an injection later? Hurry up."

Xu Xianghong sighed when he heard this, "Where is the medicine? It's hard to take medicine, let alone injections. There are many children waiting in line."

Song Hongguo couldn't help but frowned, "Are all hospitals like this or did we fail to prepare in advance?"

"It's all like this, alas..."

Patients began to come to the door. The two of them stopped chatting and started busy with diagnosis and treatment. Xu Xianghong was obviously low on energy. By noon, his voice was so hoarse that he could not speak. However, he refused to take a rest and insisted on going to work despite being sick.

She was not the only one in the hospital, many doctors and nurses were also infected. This wave of colds was so fierce that even the brothers were not spared. After returning home, Song Hongguo found something was wrong with them and hurriedly gave them medicine.

She bought the pills from the mall, which was fine. The two children trusted her and never asked what they were given.

Huo Minglou and Li He didn't seem to be curious. Even though Song Hongguo boiled a pot of Chinese medicine for them to drink, saying it was to prevent colds, they obeyed without any questions.

Song Hongguo prepared a lot of rhetoric in vain, but it turned out to be useless.

The system said, "They all trust you so much that they firmly believe in you. Naturally, whatever you say will come true."

Song Hongguo, "..."

Okay, it was easy to fool her family members into getting sick, but she didn't dare to do this to her colleagues in the hospital. She couldn't get the pills out, so she had to walk out at night again, using the name of a patriot to donate to the health department. A batch of medicines.

With this batch of medicines, the pressure on various hospitals has been greatly alleviated. Although the number of people infected has not decreased, at least there are medicines that can control it. In the past, it was all about your own physical strength. If you can't survive, you can only admit it. Bad luck.

During this period, the house that was self-financed was finally handed over to the workers. However, because of the disease, the workers' joy in receiving the keys was dampened. Who doesn't have a cold patient? He is sick all day long. I kept coughing and couldn't feel happy even if I wanted to. Fortunately, I could easily buy medicine and I was no longer as anxious and panicked as before.

Song Hongguo has always been fine. She is one of the more resilient people in the hospital. She drinks preventive Chinese medicine every day. Not only does she drink it herself, but Huo Minglou and Li He also drink two bowls a day. As for the two children, they simply let them go on winter vacation in advance. Stay at home and don’t have to worry about being infected by your classmates again.

After seven or eight consecutive days of busy work, the menacing flu was finally contained, and the reward given to Song Hongguo from above finally arrived.

Certificates and certificates of commendation are no longer uncommon, and material rewards are nothing special. The most exciting thing is that the relevant departments have announced that they will allocate a B-ultrasound machine to the factory hospital.

This is great news.

The whole hospital was excited after hearing the news. It could be said that everyone was celebrating. After all, it was a B-ultrasound machine. It could not be independently developed in China and could only rely on foreign imports. Now only provincial hospitals are qualified to equip one. Who would have thought that such a good thing would happen? It's actually their hospital's turn to take the blame. How can you not be proud?

At this moment, they no longer cared about being jealous of Song Hongguo, and even turned around to thank her. After all, it was because of her contribution that she was given such a reward. They all benefited from it, so who could have the nerve to be jealous? Saying mean things?

All of them are proud of themselves.

At the same time, Song Hongguo also received several letters from her former college classmates, whom she had not contacted before, but suddenly sent greetings. With the memory of the original owner, she remembered their names, opened them and read the contents. Understand, I didn't know she was assigned here before. It was because I read her introduction in the newspaper that I found her right and got in touch with her again.

The content of the letter was varied, most of which expressed congratulations to her, and some euphemistic expressions of admiration and wanting to make progress together with her, which made her dumbfounded.