The more he spoke, the more heartbroken he became, deeply moved by Fu Xiuchen's actions.
In an emergency, ensure the safety of your employees first.
Hearing that Fu Xiuchen was also experiencing abdominal pain, Tang Yaoyao's heart raced with worry, but she couldn't go to the company to see Fu Xiuchen.
She needs to ensure the hospital has enough staff.
"I'm sorry, Miss, we didn't take good care of Mr. Fu." He felt very guilty; he should have let Fu Xiuchen come to the hospital first.
Tang Yaoyao supported Fu Xiuchen's actions. She remained calm and comforted him, "I'll give you a painkiller injection. It's okay, it's okay. You don't need to blame yourself. My brother wants to ensure your safety so he can feel at ease. He can only get better if you are healthy. You really don't need to blame yourself."
After receiving the painkiller injection, the person became less agitated and lay flat on the hospital bed, falling asleep.
Tang Yaoyao was taking care of the patients outside when the people from the research institute rushed over: "Miss Tang, you should go and rest first. We'll take care of things here."
Tang Yaoyao asked, "Have you found the cause of the illness?"
"Not yet. Our leader invited an expert over, and they won't arrive until this afternoon."
"So slow."
Tang Yaoyao felt that it was too slow. Only two hours had passed since they started experiencing these symptoms, and they were already at their limit in pain.
It won't arrive until the afternoon, so we'll have to wait quite a while.
"That expert is abroad and came here by private jet."
Tang Yaoyao asked, "Are there any new patients?"
"Yes, there are a few dozen more now."
Tang Yaoyao frowned. Everything else was fine, but the symptoms appeared on that one street, so there might be a problem: "Evacuate everyone there, don't let them stay there."
“But this is a commercial street. Even if the shops close, the employees of those companies still need to go to work and keep the business running. If they don’t continue working, the economy will suffer. In order to make a living, they have to stay at the company.”
"However, people are feeling uneasy right now, so work probably isn't going so smoothly either."
Tang Yaoyao shouted, "Is work more important or human lives? What's the point if they all develop abdominal pain? They might not only need medical treatment, but they could also die. Let's get them evacuated as quickly as possible to minimize the losses!"
"Okay, we'll go and communicate with the relevant departments to get them all to evacuate."
It is not yet clear what caused their stomach pain.
It can be preliminarily determined that it is poisoning.
As for how the poisoning occurred, relevant departments still need to investigate.
Tang Yaoyao stayed at the hospital, constantly busy. When there weren't enough staff, she called in people from other hospitals.
Some patients were transferred to another hospital.
"Miss Tang, how is your brother?"
They still remembered what Tang Yaoyao had said.
The person she was speaking to was Ye Changfeng, the head of the research institute. He was very capable, and his papers had even been published in weekly magazines.
"I don't know. He's not in the hospital; he might be in another hospital."
"Why don't you go find your brother? We're here."
Tang Yaoyao watched them working non-stop, with no chance to find her brother. Besides, some of the staff members had relatives living nearby who had been poisoned, yet they still had to continue working: "No, it's too busy here, I have to stay."
She smiled at Ye Changfeng again: "I have a lot of family members. Even if I don't go to see my brother, there will be others. Don't worry."
Ye Changfeng smiled gently: "I didn't expect you to be so hardworking. I only saw you on TV before, and you seemed so glamorous. But you are so approachable and strong in private. It's beyond my expectations."
“Then I probably have many more strengths waiting for you to discover,” Tang Yaoyao said.
It might sound arrogant and offensive to others to say this, but when Tang Yaoyao said it, Ye Changfeng felt comfortable. She was trying to hide her panic, but deep down she was still worried about her brother.
However, Ye Changfeng was also very busy and didn't have time to chat with her; he had to hurry to work.
Many people were in excruciating pain, and all the nurses could do was encourage them and tell them to relax.
After the residents were evacuated, no one with abdominal pain appeared in the hospital.
There were a total of three hundred sick people, which is not a small number.
At 3 p.m., the expert they were talking about, who was very important, arrived. At that time, Tang Yaoyao was taking the patient's temperature.
If the temperature is normal, people with normal physical condition will not experience other problems.
People with other symptoms, such as diabetes, kidney disease, or liver disease, are in more serious condition and may be sent to the intensive care unit, where they are in critical condition at any time.
How many patients are there?
"Three hundred and twenty-eight."
"symptom."
"Stomach ache."
"mortality rate."
"None available."
"Hmm, I'll go check on the situation." A tall, slender figure in a white coat walked over, holding a stack of medical records. His expression was indifferent, and his tone was slow: "Go to the intensive care unit first."
The nurses who walked by couldn't help but take a second look, because this expert was younger and very handsome than they had imagined.
She has a perfect grasp of the character and demeanor.
But I'm not in the mood for discussion; I have to get back to work.
He went to the intensive care unit, where some elderly people were vomiting, foaming at the mouth, and convulsing, looking like they were having an attack.
He stood outside the window, his narrow eyes peering inside, his hand writing on the medical record, recording their condition.
He was accompanied by a nurse who followed him wherever he went. She was his newly assigned assistant, named Zhang Ting. She said sweetly, "William, you just got off the plane, you must be very tired. Would you like some water? I bought you a drink."
William glanced at Zhang Ting sideways: "I don't drink beverages."
"What about drinking water?" Zhang Ting asked.
William paused for a moment and said, "In an emergency, please put the patient first. This is the principle of being a doctor. Don't you understand?"
He speaks very directly and doesn't want to waste time. Zhang Ting asked him two questions, which took him five seconds. The patient might need those five seconds to save her life. His time is precious, and he doesn't need these trivial things to delay him.
Zhang Ting felt embarrassed after his lecture. She was, after all, a campus beauty, with fair skin and a great figure. Many doctors pursued her, but she never accepted any of them.
She heard today that a specialist had come, and she thought it would be a professor in his fifties or sixties. But it turned out to be a young and handsome doctor who really caught her eye, which is why she was so enthusiastic.
Zhang Ting agreed with his point and stood by to help him.
"The hospital director is looking for you, Dr. William!"
William immediately turned to Zhang Ting and said, "You stay here and take notes, I'll be right back."
“Okay.” Zhang Ting reached for his medical record, but William frowned and took a step back: “I’m sorry, I have my OCD and I don’t like people touching my things.”
This made Zhang Ting feel like she was having a heart attack again, but she noticed that William washed his hands several times, so he must be a germaphobe, which is normal for doctors.
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