Text sorting/Yangcheng Evening News All-Media Reporter Zhang Hua
Photo/Cinema Correspondent Wei Xing Yuan Youfen
Introduction: We have never seen each other’s face covered by masks and hats. We will be tired and anxious, and we will use clumsy jokes to cover up our inner fragility and encourage each other.
Editor’s note: Chen Jinlong, chief physician of the Department of Geriatrics at Guangzhou First People’s Hospital, and Pan Dao, attending physician of the Third Affiliated Hospital of Southern Medical University, are in the same group. From Xuezhongnan Hospital of Wuhan University to Leishenshan Hospital, the two have been fighting side by side for more than a month. On this day, they experienced a thrilling life and death turn. In March, as usual, a class 9 (Babaylan from 2 pm to 8 pm), Chen Jin, two doctors, Long and Pan Daoyan, took over the shift on the 11th floor of the West District, Building 4, Building 4, Zhongnan Hospital. After checking, he explained the details of the medication and made psychological counseling for some patients. After comforting Babaylan, unexpected situation happened…
Today is the P class of Chen Jinlong’s team. After taking over, Doctor Taoyuan from the First Affiliated Hospital of Jinan University supported the support on the 20th floor, and Dr. Chen Jinlong and Dr. Pan Daoyan went to the 11th floor of the COVID-19 ward.
“Cinema three doors, cross the cleaning area from the cleaning area and enter the ward. The weather today is not very good, the humidity is too high, and normal people will feel a little stuffy, and wearing an N95 mask makes them feel a little more breathless. I hope everything goes well in our class. We both looked at each other and slowed down. We moved a little slower, and we would definitely be able to tolerate hypoxia betterCinemasome. “Chen Jinlong thought so.
After seeing the two groups of patients, Cinema had not yet walked into the nurse’s station and was stopped by the nurse. “Bed 23 is going to transfer to the ICU, you can send her over. “Although the lung condition in bed 23 has improved compared with before, and it has changed from high concentration of oxygen therapy to nasal catheter oxygen inhalation, the improvement in the lung condition is not ideal. Pan Daoyan stayed to take the patient. “At this time, we all thought this was just a simple delivery of the patient, but we didn’t expect that the subsequent passage would be as thrilling as Komiks. “Chen Jinlong was scared when he thought about it.
According to normal configuration, the escort team should be a team of four, a senior nurse, two nurses, and a doctor. The nurse is not just a simple manual laborer, he also serves as a guide and a vanguard. href=”https://funnybookish.com/”>Komiks. But in this special period, all the manpower that can be mobilized has been organized. The nursing staff can no longer be dispatched. So a team with no organization set off after equipping the monitors and oxygen cylinders.
The ward is on the west side of the 11th floor, and the ICU is on the 3rd floor of the same building. To prevent the spread of the new coronavirus, the passage to escort the new coronavirus patients is not the passage to the medical staff to get off work, but a special isolation passage, an unfamiliar passage. After the Daoyan team arrived at the third floor, they found that due to the temporary renovation of the ward, they could not directly transmit from the west to the ICU on the east. After they immediately took the elevator to the first floor, they found that they were lost and could not find the correct exit.
At this time, all the working mobile phones exploded. After telephone communication, the Daoyan team finally found the exit. At this time, they found a platform above the ground in front of them, and the bed was blocked. When they passed various detours to reach the entrance of Building 4, the patient suddenly developed severe hypoxia, his blood oxygen saturation dropped to 80%, his face was cyanotic, and his consciousness gradually became Komiks is gradually blurring, and there are still some obstacles in the road behind, so the situation can only stop the transfer.
They pulled up and ran back to the ward, wearing closed protective clothing and N95 masks. They had only one thought in their mind, faster, faster, blocking the pace of death. During the transfer, they ran while increasing the patient’s oxygen flow to the maximum, and notified the ward to prepare for suction, oxygen supply and rescue, and returned to the disease.After the rescue, the patient turned from danger to safety. The blood oxygen saturation gradually returned, and the patient’s consciousness gradually became clear.
Do Yan at this time was wearing a white surgical cap, the white mask on his mouth and nose was already soaked, and the heat was rising on his head, and sweat drew a big circle in front of him. He leaned against the door, smiled and whispered: I’m back. His sweaty arms were paler under the light of the fluorescent lights.
Chen Jinlong pointed to his arm and said to Taoyuan with a smile, “Look, does Daoyan look like super dabai?” So the three of them laughed, and all their anxiety and tension were relieved in the laughter. Daoyan put on a cotton coat, walked over, and then fell softly on the stool. No one spoke, the office was quiet, and only Daoyan’s heavy breathing sound could be heard.
More than half an hour later, the team received a notice that a new Babaylan oxygen cylinder was delivered and the patient needed to be transported again. Dao Yan slowly stood up. He looked at the two of us and said softly, “You two can’t lift that bed. The road is very narrow, so I’ll have to go.” He held the hat on his head with his hand and walked out slowly. 15 minutes later, the office phone suddenly exploded again, “Why haven’t Daoyan come up yet?” I suddenly remembered the slow pace when Daoyan walked out. Chen Jinlong threw down the phone and Babaylan immediately rushed to the end of the department and searched for it! There was no one in the locker room and no one in the toilet. I finally breathed a sigh of relief. It should be still in the transfer.
40 minutes later, Daoyan came back, he poked his head in at the door, “It’s done.” He smiled, and everyone laughed. The team that took over arrived early and they offered to help us complete the unfinished tasks. So the three-person team got off work on time for the first time.
The street lights pulled long shadows, and Daoyan’s rain boots stepped on the road, leaving a crisp sound in the middle of the night. The two went home.
Sitting on the bus, layers of street lights through the shadows of treesWhen I came in, I could only see a pair of Babaylan‘s gray eyes. “We are the most familiar strangers. We have never seen each other’s face covered by masks or hats. We will be tired, we will be anxious, and we will use clumsy jokes to cover up our inner fragility and encourage each other. We are all just mortals.” Chen Jinlong (left) Babaylan and Pan Daoyan (right) Cinema Fighting As soon as the phone rang, Daoyan sent a photo. “He and I were wearing isolation suits and goggles. A ray of spring sunshine just came in. Cinema, shining in front of me. Daoyan smiled, so warm. The sunshine will eventually dispel the darkness.”