Doctor, I'm really sick

"what?"

When the volunteer heard that he had been fired, his face turned green—being fired from MSF not only meant that all his previous work was in vain, but it would also affect the future of his political councilors.

In his impression, although Chu Sinian looked cold, he was very polite and considerate of others.That's why he dared to provoke Chu Sinian.It's just that he never expected that Chu Sinian would be fired as soon as he said he would be fired, without any room for negotiation? !

The volunteer held the letter of expulsion, wishing to slap himself in remorse.

Without the thorny head of provoking trouble, the MSF army has a stable morale and a lot of efficiency.Most of these volunteers came to Africa with the spirit of selflessness. Their awareness was already very high. Occasionally, one or two of them complained a little, but they were scared by Chu Sinian's example of killing chickens and monkeys, so they didn't dare to say anything. up.

Infected patients were placed in centralized isolation.But soon, new problems appeared again.

This wave of villagers infected by the virus is not only large in number, but also generally in serious condition.In less than three days, all the temporary isolation wards in MSF were full, and the patients brought in later could only be temporarily placed in the open space outside the wards.

With the rapid increase in the number of patients, the existing medicines and first aid equipment of MSF will not be enough.

In this village with a total population of less than [-], you can see patients tossing and turning on the ground, and what you hear are their painful groans and the crying of relatives.

"Doctor Chu, there is a patient who is dying, please go and see him quickly!" A nurse hurried over.

Chu Sinian hurriedly put down the work at hand, and followed the little nurse to run quickly.In the temporary ward, a little black girl, no more than seven or eight years old, lay dying on the hospital bed with her neck crooked, her thin chest heaving slowly and heavily, and almost every rib could be seen.Chu Sinian frowned tightly, listening to the girl's heartbeat and lung sounds:

"Where's the ventilator? Do you still have a ventilator?"

Chu Sinian anxiously wanted to look around, but the ward was full of people lying everywhere, and there were almost not enough beds, let alone the key life-saving equipment.

Andrew on the side had a bitter face:

"Why, Doctor Chu, don't you have a ventilator? My God, didn't the headquarters support another batch of equipment this morning? Damn! Where did they go?!"

Chu Sinian bit his lower lip tightly and shook his head.

After receiving Chu Sinian's application, the MSF headquarters did support a batch of equipment for the medical team stationed in Aim Village.It's a pity that this batch of valuable medical equipment was unfortunately attacked by local armed groups during transportation, and most of them were looted and damaged.Among the equipment that was finally transported under the cannon fire, only one-tenth of the original number can be used normally.

This is like a drop in the bucket for the infected patients in the village.All life-saving equipment can only be given to patients with mild symptoms and possible improvement.And for those patients who were already dying when they were brought here, and the hope of recovery was not high, the doctors could only watch them die.

Life and death were originally determined by God, but now, MSF doctors are forced to act as gods and gods of death.The ventilator had to be removed from the face of a dying patient and put on another with a better chance of survival.They must decide whether everyone lives or dies.Several young doctors were on the verge of collapse because of this.

And now, Chu Sinian once again faced such a choice.Apparently, the little girl's condition has reached the critical stage in the late stage. In addition, her body is already emaciated, so the hope of surviving is less than one-tenth.Even if she is given a ventilator, it will only delay her life for two more days.

"..."

As if hearing the voices of Chu Sinian and others, the little girl's eyelids trembled, and she barely opened her eyes, her black pupils dilated slightly the moment she saw Chu Sinian.

"...It's you...I, I know you..." The little girl breathed hard, raised her head:

"...Dr. Chu... I... am going to die, right?"

Chu Sinian shook his head immediately: "No, you will recover soon."

"...but my father and mother...they are...all so out of breath...and then..." The little girl tremblingly grabbed Chu Sinian's protective clothing, her pale lips parted combine:

"My father later...later regretted throwing stones at you that day...yes...sorry..."

The three words that the little girl said were actually broken Chinese.

Chu Sinian's heart trembled suddenly.He lowered his head and stood there stiffly, like a stone sculpture.But if you observe carefully, you can find that his shoulders are trembling very slightly.It was due to his efforts to suppress his inner emotions.

Andrew, who was helping next to him, couldn’t help being a little worried.In the past two days, there were not one or two doctors who had emotional breakdowns because they were forced to give up their patients. He was about to pull Chu Sinian away, but saw Chu Sinian suddenly raised his head, calmed down his emotions, Then smile at the little girl.

"You won't die. I have a way to save you."

He said this sentence extremely firmly and decisively, as if he had planned it a long time ago, and now he is desperate.The doctor next to him couldn't help being taken aback, and was about to lament that Chu Sinian was really good at coaxing people, but when he heard Chu Sinian turn around, he said something to him again.

"What, what?" Andrew stared at his blue eyes, thinking he had heard it wrong:

"Preparing for surgery? Give it to her? What kind of surgery are you preparing for?"

"A tracheotomy." Chu Sinian said calmly:

"After the tracheotomy, a silicone sleeve is placed. I have repeatedly studied this operation. Although each existing ventilator can only be used by one ordinary patient, as long as I make a simple modification, it can be connected to at least Three silicone sleeve devices."

In doing so, the efficiency of the ventilator can be increased by three times, that is to say, nearly three times as many critically ill patients will have the hope of continuing their lives.

But after hearing Chu Sinian's words, Andrew's expression became even uglier.

"I'm sorry, Chu, I didn't question your ability. In fact, I have admired your ability very much these past few months, but I want you to make it clear that your major is orthopedics. You are an orthopedic surgeon."

Andrew stared seriously at Chu Sinian's black eyes:

"I think you know better than anyone else that the purpose of MSF recruiting orthopedic surgeons in the epidemic area is to prevent bone damage caused by excessive hormone use in the treatment of the plague. That is to say, the duty of your orthopedic surgeons is not to save lives, but to On the basis of saving patients' lives, try to reduce the side effects of their treatment as much as possible. In the past few months, you have done too many things beyond your responsibilities, and you can't take any more risks! Do you know that tube cutting surgery does not It does not belong to your professional field, if the operation fails and the patient dies, MSF has every reason to take you to court!"

Chu Sinian raised his jaw slightly. Although the protective clothing and mask prevented his expression from being seen, this posture clearly revealed an indescribable pride and stubbornness:

"Of course I know. But please also understand that I passed the MSF audit not only because I am an orthopedic surgeon, but also because I did a double degree in respiratory surgery at the same time as a graduate student, all the theory and practice involved in tube cutting surgery I got full marks in all the courses. After coming to MSF, I also helped Dr. James, a top specialist in respiratory surgery, to give patients such treatment. The effect is very good.”

Andrew was instantly irritated by Chu Sinian's last words: "James? Then you must know how Dr. James died in the end!"

Andrew roared and waved his fists:

"It's because during the tube cutting treatment, the blood splashed by the patient was infected with the Deira virus! Don't you understand how dangerous it is to operate on a patient infected with the Deda virus? Even if one of your fingers is cut by a scalpel A small hole may kill you!"

His face flushed red from excitement and anxiety.Nurses and patients all around looked over.Andrew then withdrew his fist.If it weren't for so many people watching, he really wanted to drag Chu Sinian to wake him up and listen to what he had to say!

However, his roars and warnings did not seem to pose any threat to Chu Sinian.Chu Sinian watched Andrew get angry quietly, as if he was looking at an ignorant eight-year-old child who was only distressed.

"Occupational exposure to surgery does exist, but it's not [-]%." ​​Chu Sinian's voice was calm and peaceful, as if a student was explaining a simple mathematical equation

"And even if you are really infected, the chance of death is not [-]%. But if you don't do surgery, these critically ill patients in front of you will die [-]% because of our insufficient equipment."

"I'm a doctor. So, even if a patient has a [-] percent chance of surviving, I have to give it my all."

Andrew opened his mouth wide, staring at Chu Sinian's back in despair and collapse.However, just as Chu Sinian was about to step out of the ward and prepare for the operation, he suddenly thought of something, and his back, which was like a discouraged sandbag, suddenly straightened:

"Have you ever considered Qin Zhao?" Andrew shouted as if he had suddenly grasped the life-saving straw that could wake Chu Sinian:

"Is he willing to let you take this risk!!"

The figure in front of the door suddenly paused.

Andrew's heart thumped. He stared at Chu Sinian's thin and straight back. He knew that only the name Qin Zhao could make Chu Sinian turn around.Only the name Qin Zhao can make him catch a trace of wavering and compromise from the calm and calm black eyes behind the lens.In that case, it would be possible for him to continue to persuade Chu Sinian to give up that adventurous idea.

However, to his disappointment, Chu Sinian never turned around.Even though his fingers were slightly pale from trying to suppress a certain emotion, after Chu Sinian froze at the door for a few seconds, he still took big steps and walked away without looking back.

***********

The night was deep.It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Qin Zhao, who had been busy all day, finally got a moment of rest.He rubbed his sore arm and looked at his watch.

He has been working for 10 hours straight, carrying countless patients and heavy equipment back and forth in stuffy protective clothing.Now, he only felt that from the tip of his hair to the tips of his toes was filled with heavy lead, and every cell in his body was clamoring, wishing he could take a hot bath right away, and then plunge into the cotton-like quilt and sleep till the end of time.

However, he didn't go back to recuperate immediately for the 5 hours of rest time he finally got, but went straight to Chu Sinian.

He had inquired, and Chu Sinian's schedule was the same as his, so he should be resting at this time.There are too many patients these days, and all the volunteers and doctors are too busy. Although the two of them are only two wards away, they haven't seen each other for four days.

I don't know how he is doing recently?Are you tired, will you lose weight again?

Thinking of this, Qin Zhao suddenly slapped his forehead, walked halfway and turned back.He took two boxes of cheese biscuits with sunflower patterns from his drawer, and carefully carried them in his arms.

It was not long ago that he finally entrusted someone to bring it in from outside at a high price.The price is two hundred times higher than the market price in China.

When he was in China, he saw with his own eyes that Chu Sinian secretly hid a bag of small biscuits in the pocket of his white coat while on duty.Presumably he must be very happy to see his favorite snacks at this time.

Qin Zhao held the biscuit in his mouth so sadly and sweetly, and pushed open the door of the lounge where Chu Sinian was.