If you want to replace your radiation protection suit, you must apply for one; otherwise, even if your radiation protection suit is too old to be in good condition, there is nowhere to replace it.
Zhong Yuxiu fell silent. This was normal. China's population was not exaggerated. Because of this, the number of people working in the field was overwhelming. The demand for radiation-resistant suits was so high that production naturally couldn't keep up. Furthermore, it had only been a few days; expecting everything to be fully supplied was impossible.
Xi Nian shook his head, not knowing how to respond; there was no way to explain this matter, firstly, it was due to the materials, and secondly, the technology was not mature enough.
If they are stacked two by two, the people above will not be able to solve it.
"Change everything and let's go to the ward." Dean Zhong was just saying it, he also knew that things were not easy.
Each person took a set of clothes, pants, hats, and masks, and was fully armed.
Wearing radiation-proof suits, the group went outside under the guidance of Dean Zhong. After walking through the corridor and going up to the top floor, Dean Zhong led them to a large ward at the innermost part. The door was closed with a sign saying "No Admission".
This is a warning: it is better to be prepared for the worst.
"Comrade Zhong, Comrade Xi Nian, we've arrived." Dean Zhong knocked on the door and pushed it open.
There were three beds in the room, each separated by a curtain.
"Comrade Zhong, please come in." Dean Zhong stood by the door and invited her in. Xi Nian stepped aside. The three elderly people beside Zhong Yuxiu did not say anything, but just stood there and watched her reaction.
In this situation, if you walk in foolishly, you are a fool.
Coincidentally, she doesn't want to be a fool!
"Please go first, seniors." He took a step back and made room.
Dean Zhong smiled as if realizing something belatedly and said, "Look at me, you guys are still here. Please come in together."
The three old men and the new star in the field of traditional Chinese medicine named Fu Chenghui smiled and felt a little more favorable towards Zhong Yuxiu, a young man with extraordinary achievements. It is not something that everyone can do to maintain his original heart and humble character despite his extraordinary achievements.
Many people, upon achieving a little, become complacent and smug, never considering that the past is the past and that a hero should always look forward. Past achievements are not indicative of the future; they merely add a layer of glory to a person.
If you keep immersing yourself in this glory, you will fall sooner or later.
"Comrade Zhong, please come in too." Mr. Lai Heng extended his hand to invite him in, and Mr. Guan Yuxing and Mr. Che Ziting followed suit.
Under such circumstances, Fu Chenghui couldn't just sit out and invite everyone. After all four of them had invited each other, Zhong Yuxiu responded calmly and steadily, "The three old gentlemen and Comrade Fu, please come in."
"Don't invite everyone, just come in together." The constant invitations were dizzying, so Dean Zhong spoke up to smooth things over.
Mr. Lai Heng and several others smiled at the same time, and after greeting each other again, they walked into the ward together. There was a nurse in the ward looking after three patients with oxygen tubes hanging from their noses. They looked listless and their faces were sallow.
"How's the situation?" Dean Zhong asked the nurse on duty.
The nurse was a middle-aged woman, slightly plump, with a fair amount of flesh visible even through the mask. "Hello, Dean Zhong, the condition is relatively good. There are no signs of worsening. After taking the medicine, the condition is temporarily under control."
"Do you need repair fluid?"
"No, the attending physician said you instructed not to use the repair fluid right now, so they didn't use it on them."
After the two asked and answered questions, everyone understood the current situation.
Lai Heng said: "Let them show us their medical records."
"Okay, Mr. Lai." The female nurse walked past the crowd and returned a moment later, holding a medical record book. She handed it to Lai Heng and said, "Mr. Lai, please take a look."
Lai Heng took it, flipped through it, and handed it to Guan Yuxing; Guan Yuxing read it and gave it to Che Ziting, and then to Zhong Yuxiu.
She glanced over the case, then handed it to Fu Chenghui. From the three elders' actions, it was clear that Zhong Yuxiu held a higher position in their hearts than Fu Chenghui. Although Zhong Yuxiu was young, her contributions were substantial. Elders like them might not have the same ability, but they were being humble out of respect for their elders; they couldn't afford to neglect them.
"Comrade Xiao Zhong, have you read these cases? Do you have any idea about it?" Newly developed special medicines and vaccines themselves have certain instabilities.
Zhong Yuxiu thought for a moment and nodded slowly, "It's not a big problem. Let's check on the other two patients first."
"Yes, please."
Dean Zhong and the female nurse led the group to the opposite ward, where there were also three beds, but only two people lying in them. After checking one by one, Zhong Yuxiu had a clear idea in her mind.
"Are there any family members of the patient? No one has been infected."
"Yes, each family has two family members staying in the hospital to take turns caring for the patient and waiting for news. Although they cannot enter the ward, they can send things outside the building, and we will deliver them to each patient."
Zhong Yuxiu pondered for a moment and said, "Give them another check. Those who are not infected should be vaccinated first; those who are infected should receive treatment immediately. This is no joke."
Once the hepatitis B virus spreads, more than one person will suffer.
"Okay." Dean Zhong nodded and said to the female nurse, "Comrade, go call your attending physician and ask her to notify the families of the five patients to come to the hospital for an examination. If they refuse to be examined, they will not be allowed to come to our hospital in the future. We will blacklist them."
Dean Zhong's concerns are not without reason. Some people refuse to be examined out of fear; this kind of case is not uncommon.
"Okay, Dean Zhong, I'll go right away."
The female nurse went out, rushed to the attending physician's office and knocked on the office door.
"Doctor Lin."
"Nurse Feng! Is there something wrong?"
"Doctor Lin, Dean Zhong is looking for you. You are in the isolation building right now, in the ward for several hepatitis B virus patients who were sent there yesterday." Nurse Feng said.
Doctor Lin frowned. "Has the consultation arrived?"
"Here we are, all here."
"Then let's go." Doctor Lin stood up and walked forward. Nurse Feng said, "Doctor Lin, Dean Zhong also asked you to notify the families of the five patients to come to the hospital for another unified examination to determine whether there is any infection."
Doctor Lin didn't understand what was going on, but he did as he was told. He made a phone call to explain the situation, then followed Nurse Feng to the isolation building. No one spoke along the way. When they arrived at the ward, Doctor Lin first took a quick look at the situation inside the ward before going to talk to Dean Zhong.
"President Zhong, is this the comrade who developed the special medicine and vaccine?" Doctor Lin asked without waiting for President Zhong to speak. She was not wearing a mask, so her appearance could be easily observed. She was in her early thirties, with sagging facial muscles and her eyes already showing signs of cloudiness.
Cloudy eyes should appear after people are over 50 years old, but she has this condition so early.
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