Not long after, a call came from Qi Tan.
Zhou Mo saw the caller ID and answered immediately, "Any news?"
"I forgot to ask you just now, what's your husband's name?"
"..." Zhou Mo said: "Han Chen, Han Feizi's Han, heavy Chen."
"Han Chen?" Qi Tan was surprised.
"Well, you know?"
"From the Department of Orthopedics at the First Hospital of Dongda University?"
"yes."
Qi Tan was silent for a moment, "I'll ask for you."
"Thanks."
"Don't thank me yet. This wasn't my decision," Qi Tan said. "Since we've gone to Manshan to provide support, we must send people wherever they are needed. The first group of medical staff who went to Manshan to provide support braved heavy rain and strong winds to set up a temporary hospital on the front line, but there were landslides in many places, and the situation was quite dangerous. You should know this."
"I know," Zhou Mo said.
"You knew that, but you still let him go?" Qi Tan blurted out, then realized something was wrong. "Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense and wait for my notification."
"Um."
Not long after I hung up the phone.
Maybe he had rested enough, or maybe he was woken up by Zhou Mo.
Old Zhang, who had been snoring softly, woke up. He stretched and twisted left and right before turning over.
As we get older, our muscles become weaker and we can’t sit up when we wake up like young people can.
He was still half asleep and saw that the person sleeping on the other bed had changed to Xiao Sun, and Zhou Mo was sitting at the telephone desk.
"Uncle Zhang, you're awake. Sleep a little longer."
"I'm not going to sleep anymore," Uncle Zhang rolled over from the camp bed. "This bed is too uncomfortable to sleep on. My old bones can't stand it."
He picked up the water cup on his workstation and took a sip. "How is it? How many calls?"
"Not many," Zhou Mo said, "I just took one call from Manshan County People's Hospital."
"That's not bad," Uncle Zhang stretched his neck. "It's much better than what we had last night. You didn't know last night, but Xiao Sun and I didn't get any rest all night. Fewer phone calls is good, because it means there are fewer things to do and fewer situations."
"I hope the flood will end soon," Zhou Mo sighed slightly. What she actually wanted to say was that she hoped Han Chen could come back soon.
I thought tonight was "Christmas Eve". Lao Zhang had just praised the fact that there were few phone calls tonight, but everything went wrong.
There are few phone calls, which is just the calm before the storm.
Over on the other side of the mountain, it started to rain heavily again tonight.
I heard that landslides occurred in several residential areas again.
There are many mountains in that area, and they are all a mixture of rocks and soil. The soil is relatively loose and is prone to landslides when it rains.
A group of frontline hospitals were trapped before, and the road leading to Manshan County has not been dug up yet.
I heard that there are already many critically ill patients piled up in the frontline hospitals and cannot be sent out. The situation is very critical.
At this moment, Qin Zhenghua made a decision.
The second group of medical staff took over. Since the road was not clear, they cleared it while rushing to the hospital on the front line.
The rescue officers and soldiers dug stones in front to clear a path, first creating a small path that people could pass through, and then the medical staff followed closely behind and went to the position hospital through the path to provide support.
Especially for critically ill patients, after communicating with the command center, they decided to send corresponding specialist doctors with higher skills to check the situation first. If they can handle it, they will do so on the spot. If they cannot, they will wait for the subsequent large force to open the road, let the ambulance drive through, and take the patient back to Manshan County People's Hospital for treatment.
Most serious cases are caused by external injuries, so almost all surgeons are assigned to various front-line hospitals.
When Qi Tan called, Zhou Mo was busy answering calls from other units.
He couldn't get through to Zhou Mo's phone, so he changed to another one.
Lao Zhang picked up the phone.
"Director Qi, what's going on?"
"Where's Zhou Mo? Let her answer the phone," Qi Tan said.
Lao Zhang immediately handed the phone to Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo hurriedly finished the call he was making as quickly as possible, and then quickly took the phone handed to him by Lao Zhang.
"Is there any news?" Zhou Mo asked excitedly.
"Another field hospital has collapsed. The situation is critical. A patient's lower limbs were injured. Your husband is an orthopedic surgeon and was chosen to walk to the field hospital."
Zhou Mo's expression froze, and then she said, "Thank you."
"Don't worry too much. There are a lot of people going with us. With so many people, nothing serious will happen."
"Well," Zhou Mo replied calmly, "As long as I know where he is, the rest... is not something I can consider."
Zhou Mo has been busy from morning till now. He only sent a message to Han Chen during lunch break, but he has not received a reply until now.
Zhou Mo didn't know whether he was too busy to reply to the message, or if there was some special situation.
She prayed secretly that Han Chen would not have to go to the front line for rescue.
But the long period of no response made Zhou Mo worried.
Unexpectedly, it was at the Information Investigation Center that we learned that Han Chen had gone to the front line.
Zhou Mo put down the phone and suddenly looked up.
"Uncle Zhang, please watch over me for a while. I'll call home."
"No problem, go back."
Zhou Mo quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket and sent a message to Han Chen, reminding him to be careful.
I wanted to say something more, but in the end, nothing came out.
Han Chen didn't tell her that he was going to the front line, probably because he was afraid that she would worry.
Zhou Mo thought that if Han Chen realized that he already knew he was on the front line, it would only increase the psychological pressure on Han Chen, who was already under great pressure.
She simply pretended that she didn't know and just gave simple instructions and greetings as before.
When he saw the news, he didn't think about whether she would be worried, and he could devote himself to the rescue.
This can be considered as a fulfillment of Han Chen's good intentions.
After sending the message, Zhou Mo devoted himself to answering and making phone calls.
I was busy until dawn. The rain outside had stopped and the weather forecast also said that the rain in the mountains was much lighter.
Zhou Mo stayed up all night, but couldn't bear it anymore, so he switched shifts with Xiao Sun and went to lie down on the camp bed for a while.
Xiao Sun got up late last night and is in much better condition than Zhou Mo.
Uncle Zhang is old and can no longer bear it. He leans back in his office chair and breathes through his mouth.
Xiao Sun noticed that Uncle Zhang had begun to roll his eyes, so he quickly asked, "Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with you?"
"Heart palpitations," Uncle Zhang said hoarsely, and then said with difficulty: "Dizziness, discomfort..."
As he spoke, he leaned back in his chair like a puddle of mud.
"Uncle Zhang!" Xiao Sun said anxiously.
However, after he screamed, Uncle Zhang slowly closed his eyes.
Xiao Sun panicked, "Sister Momo! Sister Momo! Quick, Uncle Zhang has fainted."
Zhou Mo suddenly woke up, "What's going on?"
She saw the person slumped over on the work chair and quickly got up from the cot.
Xiao Sun was already holding Uncle Zhang's head and pinching his Ren Zhong point.
Zhou Molian put his hand on Uncle Zhang's neck and felt his carotid artery.
There is a beating.
"I'll call 120," Zhou Mo quickly took out his cell phone.
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