Chapter 167 Chapter 167

The call came from Jicheng Military Hospital, and Ye Qing had met the person who called once before.

Last year, when she was catching spies on the train to the Northeast to work as a sent-down youth, Ye Qing had never expected that the PLA comrade, Colonel Zhang, who was following Elder Yang and Secretary Tian at the time, would still remember her after a year.

However, the colonel called her not to reminisce about the past, but to ask her to go to the military hospital to deal with a difficult case.

During the call, the proofreader did not give too many details about the patient's condition, only saying that she would know the patient's condition when she arrived at the hospital.

Ye Qing was very puzzled. As one of the best hospitals in the country, the Jicheng Military Hospital must have doctors who are well-known in their fields. What kind of case could be so difficult for the experts in the military hospital to handle that they had to ask an unknown barefoot doctor like her to come in as external aid?

Perhaps Ye Qing's reaction was a little hesitant. Although Colonel Zhang did not see Ye Qing's expression, he heard confusion from Ye Qing's tone on the phone. So Colonel Zhang told Ye Qing that he saw the news of her craniotomy on Liu Yuanpeng in the internal reference, and he was also the one who recommended Ye Qing to the Jicheng Military Hospital.

"You are not an unknown barefoot doctor. You are now considered an authority in the field of surgery. We all know Liu Yuanpeng's condition, which can be said to be quite difficult. However, you were able to pull him back from the brink of death, which is enough to prove that you have a wealth of experience and insights in this area."

"This case at the military hospital is also a troublesome one, and it is somewhat similar to Liu Yuanpeng's condition, so I recommended you to the military hospital. Regardless of whether it works or not, please come and take a look. Even if you can't come up with a feasible treatment plan, as long as it can alleviate the patient's pain, we will definitely do whatever it takes."

Colonel Zhang spoke earnestly, even with a hint of pleading.

The fact that a colonel would lower himself to beg for help showed that the patient's condition had reached a critical point and that the patient was being treated in a military hospital, so he must have a special status. Ye Qing's heart skipped a beat. Without much hesitation, she decided that she must go and take a look.

After arranging the matters at hand and entrusting the matters on the farm to the four apprentices, the military vehicle sent by Colonel Zhang also arrived.

This time, Ye Qing didn't have to take the train by himself. He was escorted to the Jicheng Military Hospital by a military vehicle overnight.

After entering the inpatient building and discovering that even entering the ward required strict disinfection and protection measures, Ye Qing began to realize the seriousness of the problem.

But when he really entered the special ward wearing sterile clothes and saw the patient lying on the bed, even though Ye Qing had been mentally prepared, he was still frightened by the scene in front of him.

There was a patient lying on the bed, his body red, swollen, and even festering, looking lifeless. The moment Ye Qing approached the patient, she felt an indescribable aura of death, which made Ye Qing, who was usually insensitive, frown. She felt her special power surging in her body, and it was obviously resisting approaching this patient.

But Ye Qing couldn't just turn around and leave. In fact, because of the special reactions of her body's superpowers, she became curious about the condition of the patient in front of her.

She subconsciously looked at Colonel Zhang and the three other doctors and nurses who came in with her.

Colonel Zhang did not explain too much, but just took down a notebook next to the bed and handed it to her.

Ye Qing only glanced through it a few times and couldn't help but take a breath, looking at the patient on the bed with an extremely solemn expression.

Although the record book did not describe in detail the cause of the patient's illness, from this configuration and the full book of physical data changes in the case record book, Ye Qing had already guessed the patient's origin.

She didn't bother to chat, she just squatted down, reached out her hand, and carefully held the patient's wrist.

Just by reaching out so gently, Ye Qing's heart began to beat fast and he was frightened.

Because of her inconspicuous little action, the skin on the patient's wrist was peeled off, and streams of blood and pus flowed down from the rotten and broken wrist, which was horrible and hideous.

Ye Qing's hands couldn't help but tremble. For a moment he was at a loss and didn't know where to start.

Her eyes instantly turned red, and she couldn't help but turn around and look at Colonel Zhang:

"When was he sent here for treatment? How long has this been going on?"

Colonel Zhang also saw the scene where Ye Qing tried to take his pulse. His expression was extremely ugly, and his lips were trembling. After a long while, he said:

"It's been almost a month since he was sent here. At first, his skin was just a little darker, but he was still talking and laughing and eating normally. We thought it was no big deal and that he would be fine with some medicine."

"Who knew that within less than a week, his body began to swell, he couldn't eat, he kept vomiting blood and having diarrhea, and his hair began to fall out. Only then did we realize the seriousness of the problem, but it was too late. After he was sent to the sterile ward, his condition was completely out of control. The ulcers became more and more serious. Now there is no healthy skin on his body. His whole body is rotting and he is suffering greatly. He can only rely on anesthesia and tranquilizers to sleep for a few hours every day."

Ye Qing's heart was sinking.

Colonel Zhang did not explain what had happened, but Ye Qing could already guess what had happened.

It is so horrible for people to be exposed to severe nuclear radiation. It takes two to three months for a healthy person to turn into a piece of rotten meat, and the whole disease process is quite cruel. After the chromosomes are damaged, the cells die one by one, and you can see the decay from the inside out. But the person is conscious and can only watch his life slip away. During these long two or three months, the patient endures extremely painful torture, and it can be said that every second feels like a year.

Before coming, Ye Qing really thought that the case this time was another old warrior suffering from gunshot wounds and old illnesses. She never expected to suffer a critical hit as soon as she arrived. Faced with such a difficult situation, she was completely stunned.

If the occasion was right, she really wanted to ask this colonel, isn't it said that there is a certain similarity between her condition and that of Mr. Liu Yuanpeng? What is the similarity? This is not the same level at all, okay?

Ye Qing was going crazy, but before she could calm down, the patient over there woke up from his deep sleep. As soon as he woke up, he began to twist and struggle in pain on the bed. The rotting flesh on his body kept falling down, which was almost terrifying to see.

It happened so quickly that before the medical staff next to him could react, Ye Qing had already taken out the silver needle and quickly inserted it into the patient's body.

After the injection, the patient shuddered all over, and then fell limply on the bed, but he was still conscious. On his bloody face, a pair of eyes looked straight towards Ye Qing, full of pain and pleading, as if begging Ye Qing not to hesitate and send him to death quickly.

Ye Qing's heart ached, and he almost burst into tears. He turned around and asked Colonel Zhang:

"Why do you let him suffer like this? Why don't you just -" give him a quick death?

Ye Qing was unable to ask the following questions.

Colonel Zhang's eyes turned red, and he looked at the man in front of him with a look of extreme guilt and pity, but he still gritted his teeth and did not speak.

Ye Qing clearly understood this in his heart.

When patients are healthy, they contribute to the country's scientific research. Now that it has become like this, the daily changes in their medical data are also contributing to medical research.

After all, it is a fact that domestic cases involving nuclear radiation are extremely rare, and there are no relevant case sources to provide references. If we want to study relevant treatment plans and drugs, we must rely on the almost human sacrifice of these scientific researchers to gain experience and lessons.

This is the current situation of our country where everything is in ruins and waiting to be rebuilt. All industries are crossing the river by feeling the stones. This situation is simply unavoidable. If we want to develop quickly, someone will inevitably sacrifice. It can be said that the road to scientific success is often paved by the blood and lives of revolutionary martyrs!

Ye Qing didn't have time to ask more questions at this moment. In short, facing the current situation, any words would be powerless.

Unable to obtain the patient's physical condition by taking the patient's pulse, she could only rely on flying needles, constantly pricking the patient's acupuncture points, and then using silver needles to transfer wood energy into the patient's body.

But at the same time, Ye Qing was also very clear in her mind that what she was doing was only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution. Nuclear radiation would destroy the patient's basic body structure, causing a total collapse from genes to cells. Especially when it came to a case as serious as the one in front of her, no matter how many supernatural powers she had, it would be like a river entering the sea and there was no way to save the situation.

The wood-based ability is not omnipotent and cannot bring the dead back to life. Perhaps the only role it can play is, as Colonel Zhang requested on the phone before, to block the pain nerves of the patient during the long period of fighting the disease before his death, so that he will not suffer so much pain.

Silver needles were inserted one by one, and strands of wood energy entered the patient's body, repairing some of the dead cells and temporarily relieving the patient's pain symptoms. Then, the patient's eyes changed from fear and pain to calm, his face no longer had the ferocious and twisted expression, and his whole body became relaxed. Several caregivers, including Colonel Zhang, all widened their eyes at the same time.

Several people looked towards Ye Qing with surprise and hope.

Perhaps it was because Ye Qing's method was so effective that these people had some unrealistic hope, thinking that Ye Qing could turn the situation around again and rescue the living dead in front of them from Yanwang Palace just like he rescued Liu Yuanpeng.

But Ye Qing knew very well that this was all she could do.

She could only shake her head regretfully at the people around her, making it clear that there was nothing she could do.

When the people in the room saw Ye Qing shaking his head, their eyes suddenly became extremely dim. The spirits that had been lifted up became dejected again, and they all looked at the person on the hospital bed in silence.

The man on the hospital bed was very happy. Perhaps the torture he had suffered during this period was too unbearable. Such a comfortable state now was just normal for every healthy person, but it was such a luxury for him, so he immediately cried with excitement.

After being here for so long, Ye Qing didn't even know the patient's name, appearance, or age. But when she saw the patient looking at her with gratitude, the tears she had been holding back finally burst out uncontrollably.

The hero shed blood and tears, but obviously, they were the ones who owed him!

Obviously, they are the ones who should express gratitude!