Hearing this, the military doctor's face turned pale and full of disappointment.
In the medical field, age is equal to qualifications and experience. No matter how capable a young person is, what does it matter? At this moment, he suddenly heard the young male doctor say, "I am Cheng Musen. Take me to see the patient, including the ingredients of the medicine you are currently using."
His voice was clear and crisp. He did not seem displeased at being looked down upon, but rather very calm.
"Cheng Musen..." The military doctor repeated the question, and then his eyes lit up: "Doctor Cheng from the infirmary?"
These military doctors help the border guards solve headaches and fever problems on a daily basis. They have heard that Dr. Cheng is very good at surgery despite his young age. However, he spends most of the year studying outside and rarely stays in the Border Defense Corps.
"Okay, okay, this way." The doctor suddenly became enthusiastic and took Cheng Musen to the barracks where the military doctor's office was located.
Lan Xin looked at the military doctor and Cheng Musen walking in front, and whispered to Shiye, "Comrade Shiye, don't worry about it. Doctor Cheng is well-known in the Border Defense Corps, and many people trust him. Once the military doctors see your ability, they will know."
Shi was also at a loss for words, and waved his hands, "Don't worry, I don't care about their attitude at all. To be honest, I can do some surgical operations, but I'm not good at treating diseases. Diseases of the plague level are difficult to treat."
This is not just modesty. She is just a small fry with ten years of surgical experience. Let alone the plague, even for some common diseases, she probably wouldn't be able to see any clues. It would be easier if she had ten years of experience in seeing patients.
Lan Xin felt relieved seeing that she really didn't care, but she just thought that what she said was modesty.
During surgery, she could see the problem at a glance and accurately determine the location of the lesion. This was not something that ordinary people could do. Others might not know, but how could she not know after seeing it with her own eyes? Her trust in Shiye was the same as her trust in Cheng Musen.
When we arrived at the barracks where the military doctor's office was located, there were a few assistants inside, busy preparing medicine.
The military doctor led Cheng Musen and handed over the record book of drug usage during this period, explaining the situation one by one.
Cheng Musen was a medical fan. He listened to the military doctor's report and expressed his opinions concisely, always hitting the point.
He ignored Shiye and Lanxin. After listening to the military doctor's report, he left the barracks and went to the tent to diagnose the isolated patients.
"Doctor Cheng is really dedicated to his job. Is he married?" Shi Ye looked at Cheng Musen, who plunged into his work as soon as he arrived at the border defense camp, and sighed softly. Such a talented person will definitely become a medical expert and academician in the future.
Lan Xin shook her head: "I heard that he has a fiancée, but they haven't gotten married yet."
When he heard the word "fiancée", Shi blinked and nodded in understanding.
The two chatted for a while, then put on masks and followed Cheng Musen to the tent where the patients were. As soon as they entered, they were greeted by a suffocating bitter smell of medicine. Patients in military uniforms were lying on single beds with painful expressions on their faces.
These tents isolate the seriously ill and the mildly ill patients, and those suffering from plague often have symptoms such as fever, cough, difficulty breathing, and even nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, etc. Listening to the violent vomiting sounds around and looking at their sour yellow bile, even though Lan Xin had anticipated it, she still couldn't help showing her timidity, because the plague is transmitted from person to person through droplets.
Cheng Musen was not afraid at all. He walked forward and began to take the patient's pulse and ask about his condition.
From mild to severe cases, he did his job conscientiously and worked hard without complaint, and wrote down the results of his inquiries on paper one by one.
Shi also took a look and nodded silently. She was lucky this time to have a good team leader. More importantly, the team leader was good-looking. He was worthy of being called "the two most wanted men to marry" in the medical office together with Zhou Yunce.
Different from Zhou Yunce's stubborn heroism, Cheng Musen doesn't have much sharpness. He is like a hot spring, approachable and extremely gentle. He looks at people indifferently, as if nothing can attract his gaze. If there is anything, it is something related to medicine. As long as it is related to curing diseases and saving lives, he is persistent and obsessed.
"Doctor Cheng, how is it?" The military doctor was a little worried and looked at Cheng Musen frequently.
Cheng Musen frowned as he looked at the symptoms written down on the manuscript paper and did not hear what the military doctor said.
Shiya coughed lightly, thinking that this was the right time to make himself felt, and said, "It's pneumonic plague, a very serious form of plague. Symptoms of pneumonic plague include coughing, chest pain, and difficulty breathing."
Hearing this, the military doctor's face changed and he looked at Cheng Musen. At this time, the latter raised his head and glanced at Shiye.
He nodded. "It is indeed pneumonic plague. It should have been spread directly by flea bites or rats."
"Serious? How serious?" The military doctor's voice was trembling. He felt extremely heartbroken when he thought of the sick border guards.
Cheng Musen pursed his lips and said in a heavy voice: "The mortality rate is close to 100%."
Lan Xin's face also turned pale, and she looked at Shi Ye, who nodded silently. Indeed, plague is a serious infectious disease caused by Yersinia pestis. Even with timely treatment, the mortality rate is still as high as 50%.
"The most important thing now is strict isolation measures and care to prevent the further spread of the pathogen."
"I suggest that we first transfer some protective clothing from the nearest province and carry out strict isolation, otherwise we won't be able to hold out for a few days."
"In addition, in terms of medicines, we need oxygen cylinders. Patients with pneumonic plague have difficulty breathing and need oxygen. We also need vasoactive drugs. Severe cases even require ventilators. We currently do not have any of these."
Shiya remained calm and gave an effective solution.
Although she is not a professional, she has seen pigs run even if she has never eaten pork, so this is what she has to do during the epidemic.
Hearing Shi Ye's vigorous and decisive words, Cheng Musen looked at her in surprise.
He had just returned from another place and was not familiar with Shi Ye. He had only heard about her from his assistant. Comrade Shi Ye had joined the medical office as a doctor's assistant and had performed an operation on the first day. She was very experienced and everyone around her said she was the second him.
He had never doubted such words, and now after hearing her conclusion, he was quite appreciative.
The military doctor was surprised at first, and looked at Makiya with respect. Then, he showed an embarrassment on his face: "Oxygen cylinders are easy to deal with, we can get them, but ventilators... each hospital only has a few. We want to transfer some of them for use in a short period of time, which is very difficult. I'm afraid we have to get approval from the higher-ups and let the organization find a solution."
Cheng Musen frowned and was about to speak when the door of the military doctor's office was pushed open.
The man in military uniform walked in with big strides, standing straight and looking straight ahead.
He had an oppressive chill about him, and even before he opened his mouth, he exuded a cold and murderous aura.
Although he was wearing a mask, Shi could still tell at a glance that it was Xiao Yue. His eyes were as black as a deep pool, and there was probably no one else like him in the entire Northwest Frontier Defense Corps. As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Leave the ventilator to me."
Despite his murderous aura, when Xiao Yue spoke, his voice was exceptionally clean and gentle, with a polarized sense of separation.
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