Chapter 168: A Dramatic Increase in Patients
This is an excellent clinical example for writing a paper. Waves of doctors looked at Chu Qiao as if he were visiting a national treasure, and asked about his clinical symptoms through the window.
Some even took a small notebook to record Chu Qiao's every move.
"That's not right. Doesn't dengue fever make you feel weak all over?"
Why does this girl look so energetic?
"Is this a mistake?"
"She doesn't have dengue, does she?"
Lu Zhan pushed through the crowd and said, "We just tested for the virus, and it's indeed dengue fever. It's just that her willpower is so strong that it can't be seen." He paused and became serious, "There are so many patients outside, do you all have time to spare?"
The doctors who had gathered together scattered in an instant.
Chu Qiao suddenly started coughing violently, his body swaying back and forth like a fragile straw.
The nurse beside her patted her back gently.
Chu Qiao slowly straightened up, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Lu Zhan's pupils shrank and he became nervous: "New symptoms have appeared."
Chu Qiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said seriously, "It's not serious, don't be nervous."
Lu Zhan: "These are normal early symptoms, but they indicate that the virus is accelerating and invading your body."
Chu Qiao saw his serious expression, and the young nurses around him were all panicked by him. He had to adjust the atmosphere and pretend to be relaxed: "My immunity will take time to fight. The mortality rate of dengue fever is only 3%. Stay calm."
The nurses nearby gasped: "Is a 3% mortality rate really that low?"
Netizens in the live broadcast room were also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"Master Chu, the mortality rate for cancers like stomach cancer is only around 10 percent. 3 percent is not a low mortality rate."
Chu Qiao nodded, then shook his head: "Don't curse me, okay? Even if it's 99% certainty, the one who survives will definitely be me."
Lu Zhan looked on, speechless at Chu Qiao's blind confidence.
Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Chu Qiao spoke: "What is the treatment plan?"
Lu Zhan: "There's no good way."
Chu Qiao knew he was joking and gave him a thumbs-up: "Doctor Lu, awesome!"
Lu Zhan ignored him and spoke to the drone, "I wonder if any of our friends in South Africa have been infected with the virus. I'd like to remind you that there's no specific treatment for this disease. Early detection and early isolation are crucial. We should observe the symptoms and provide symptomatic supportive care, general treatment, and prevention of shock and bleeding. If the condition worsens, transfer to the ICU is necessary."
After saying that, he turned around, stared at Chu Qiao's medical record, and carefully instructed the nurse: "First, give her fluid replacement. Do not overuse intravenous fluid to avoid inducing cerebral edema. In addition, she has started bleeding. Pay attention to her and stop the bleeding in time. If it becomes serious, transfuse red blood cells in time. For severe bleeding with a significant decrease in platelets, transfuse platelets."
Chu Qiao frowned as he watched Lu Zhan's detailed explanation, coupled with his attitude towards the other doctors, and asked sensitively, "Did something happen?"
"It's okay, just rest and recover."
Chu Qiao smiled at the nurse: "If he doesn't tell you, you tell him."
The young nurse looked at Lu Zhan and murmured softly, "News just came in that a nearby village is completely infected with an infectious disease."
Lu Zhan frowned: "This has nothing to do with you, you just need to take good care of your illness."
Chu Qiao knew that with her current physical condition, going out would only cause trouble, so he stopped asking: "Please pay attention to yourselves."
Lu Zhan nodded: "Rest in bed more. Dengue fever may not be serious, but if it gets serious, it can be fatal."
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Lu Zhan disappeared in the afternoon, and the doctors in white coats who were guarding the door also disappeared.
The young nurse who stayed behind was very responsible and would come in to see Chu Qiao almost every hour.
On the sixth day after missing Lu Zhan, Chu Qiao noticed that the nurse's face was getting redder and redder, and she was clearly exhausted.
The young nurses are so tired, and the doctors are not much better.
Chu Qiao: "How many patients are there outside?"
The young nurse looked at the liquid weakly, her mouth opening and closing slowly. "There are so many. Basically three-quarters of the village are sick. We are simply too busy to handle it all."
"What's wrong?"
"We don't know what infectious disease it is. The patients have been coughing and have high fevers. But with such a large-scale outbreak, it's definitely not an ordinary infectious disease. We are currently investigating."
Chu Qiao's symptoms have improved a lot at this time, and dengue fever can be cured in 5 to 8 days.
Chu Qiao: "I want to go and see."
The young nurse shook her head in panic, her hands waving. "No, you're a patient. Doctor Lu specifically told me to take good care of you."
Chu Qiao: "I'm fine now, don't worry, I'm just like you, I'll be fully armed in a bit."
While the nurse was hesitating, Lu Zhan had already walked in. She saw that his eyes were gradually getting darker, and she didn't know how many days he hadn't slept.
Chu Qiao thought Lu Zhan was here to check on her condition like the nurse. Just as she was about to speak, Lu Zhan interrupted her.
"Get a checkup to check for viruses in your system. Come with me if you're ready. I know you can administer intravenously."
Chu Qiao nodded, and the young nurse looked at Lu Zhan and then at Chu Qiao.
"Doctor Lu, she's not a doctor and doesn't have the qualifications to practice medicine."
"This isn't China. There's no need to box yourself in with that. Saving lives is the most important thing."
In the afternoon, Chu Qiao's results came out, and the test result was negative.
Chu Qiao put on protective clothing without saying a word and followed the nurse out of the isolation room.
The entire base was surrounded by patients, and everyone was lying on the ground in the open air. Some had lost all desire to live, while others were in great pain.
Lu Zhan was surrounded by dozens of beds.
Chu Qiao had to raise his voice and shout through the crowd and the mask: "What do you need me to do?"
"All patients in the confirmed areas received intravenous antibiotics and took Beidou's traditional medicine, Lianhua Qingwen Capsules."
Chu Qiao nodded and looked around, searching for the confirmed area. Drones were spinning and filming here. Densely packed people were lying on the ground, one next to the other, without any isolation.
The so-called confirmed area is just divided by a sign. The left side is the confirmed area, and the right side is the area to be inspected.
Chu Qiao frowned and yelled at Lu Zhan, "This won't work. It will cause cross infection."
"There's nothing we can do. There aren't enough wards, and there are plenty out there."
"What about other places? Schools, factories? Aren't there any?"
"It's so poor here, there's no school or factory anywhere. Stop talking nonsense and get to work first."
Chu Qiao turned around quickly and skillfully gave the patient an injection and fed him medicine.
But as he watched waves of undiagnosed cases turn into confirmed cases, no matter how fast Chu Qiao's hands were, they could not keep up with the speed at which the number of patients increased.
She raised her head and looked at the patients being carried in one by one, her brows tightly furrowed.
"Give me some protective suits."
Lu Zhan: "Where are you going?"
Chu Qiao said to the nurse beside him: "Give me five or six sets of protective clothing."
The young nurse looked at Lu Zhan.
Chu Qiao shouted, "Where is it? I'll get it myself."
The young nurse shuddered with fear: "In the equipment room."
Chu Qiao took five sets of protective clothing and a dozen masks from the equipment room and walked out of the base.
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