"Hey, Xiaomo, is there something urgent at this late hour?" Wang Mo
"Senior brother, I'm sorry to disturb you so late. Do you remember what I mentioned to you about the old man a few days ago?" Zhao Xiaomo
"Remember, what's wrong, did you find which hospital his son is in?" Wang Mo
"Yeah, after a round trip, we're at your hospital." Zhao Xiaomo
"Our place? You mean Huoshenshan?" Wang Mo asked in surprise.
"Yes, he was treated in Tongji first. Later, Tongji didn't have enough professional doctors, so he was transferred to Xiehe. In Xiehe, his condition was already very serious, so he was transferred to you." Zhao Xiaomo said helplessly.
As soon as he heard that he was transferred from Union Medical College Hospital, Wang Mo was very smart, because they really had someone transferred from Union Medical College Hospital recently.
"Tell me what his name is?" Wang Mo asked hurriedly.
"Kang Yuansheng, 53 years old this year." Zhao Xiaomo
"You just said that Kang Yuansheng, far and near, is the life of life, right?" Wang Mo
"Yes, senior brother, do you know him?" Zhao Xiaomo
"More than just acquaintance, we just transferred a patient here four days ago with this name, and he was also transferred from Xiehe. I think it must be him." Wang Mo said with a bitter smile.
The patient Zhao Xiaomo is talking about is the patient who Professor Qian performed a lung transplant on a few days ago.
"Then how is he now?" Zhao Xiaomo asked hurriedly.
"He just had a lung transplant a few days ago, but his situation is very bad now. His rejection has not been reduced. Professor Qian and the others have tried all the methods, and now they can only rely on drugs to maintain it. There are also
His own desire to survive.
This is Xiaomo's situation. You can decide for yourself whether you want to tell the old man. If you need my help, just ask. I will help if I can." Wang Mo
"Thank you, brother, let me think about it. Mr. Kang is already 75, and his wife passed away a few years ago. He only has one son, and he also has chronic diseases, and now he is infected with the virus. I'm afraid he knows
I can’t think about it for a while.” Zhao Xiaomo said sadly.
"Okay, think about it yourself. If not, tell Vice President Gao the matter tomorrow and let the leaders decide what to do." Wang Mo
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiaomo lost sleep for a while. In the end, due to the fatigue of the past few days, she couldn't hold on any longer, so she fell asleep in the latter half of the night.
When he got up the next day, Zhao Xiaomo felt physically and mentally exhausted, without the full energy after a good rest.
When they arrived at the makeshift hospital to prepare for a shift change, their colleagues saw Zhao Xiaomo yawning and looking like she had not had a good rest.
Vice President Gao is the vice president in charge of logistics and hospital procurement at the China-Japan Friendship Hospital. He also came to Wuhan during the fourth batch this time. As soon as he arrived in Wuhan, he asked Zhao who was originally in charge of the makeshift hospital.
The army took over.
He came here to take charge of all the work in the makeshift hospital, while Zhao Jun went to the critical ward to take charge of specific work.
Vice President Gao saw Zhao Xiaomo looking distracted, so he came over and asked with concern: "Xiaomo, didn't you have a good rest yesterday?"
"Yes, Dean Gao, I'm worried about something and I don't know whether I should tell the person involved." Zhao Xiaomo
"Oh, what is it about our patients?" Vice President Gao
"Yes, that's Mr. Kang. Didn't he ask me to find his son for him? Now he has found his son at Huoshenshan Hospital. The condition is very bad, and he just had a double lung transplant, and now the rejection is very serious."
Zhao Xiaomo said distressedly.
After hearing this, Vice President Gao immediately knew who it was.
"That's right. You can't tell him that his situation is quite special. There is only one son left in the family, and the son has been divorced. It can be said that the father and son depend on each other. Telling him this news is tantamount to destroying his life.
Hope of going down." Vice President Gao
"Then what do you think we should do? The old man already knows that I asked someone to find a son for him. He just won't ask me today, but he will ask me tomorrow. What should I say then!" Zhao Xiaomo
Vice President Gao thought for a while and asked: "You learned about it through Wang Mo, right?"
"Yes, I only know my senior brother there." Zhao Xiaomo
"In this case, take the time to call Wang Mo today and ask him to find a patient who looks similar to Mr. Kang's son, and ask him to cooperate in making a video call, so that the old man can be temporarily stabilized." Gao
Vice President
"Is this okay? Is there anyone who looks so similar?" Zhao Xiaomo asked in embarrassment.
"You have to do it now, otherwise what else can you do? How about you tell the old man the truth directly? And after being sick for such a long time, the patient's face must be very haggard, and you asked Wang Mo to move the camera farther away,
It's best to just say you're in isolation through glass." Vice President Gao
"This is a good idea, but you are more cunning." Zhao Xiaomo
"Well, is there anyone who praises others like you?" Vice President Gao looked like he couldn't laugh or cry.
During the lunch break, Zhao Xiaomo took the time to call Wang Mo and told Wang Mo about this idea. Wang Mo was speechless for a while after hearing it. This kind of idea can be thought of, but it is not very reliable at first hearing.
However, Wang Mo had no better idea, so he could only agree and go find a similar patient in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, Wang Mo actually asked Wang Mo to find a man with a similar body shape and face to Mr. Kang's son, but he couldn't get close to him, as the secret would be revealed at a glance.
Wang Mo told others about this matter. This eldest brother was also an enthusiastic person. Although he was not feeling well, he was still awake after all and said he would cooperate with them.
After Zhao Xiaomo received Wang Mo's call, he was also happy. After a quick dinner, he hurried to find Mr. Kang.
Mr. Kang has been worried about his son recently. He has not been in a good mood, and he is not resting well.
After all, this is a renovated sports stadium, and it is an empty place. It is definitely not as warm as home. Coupled with the constant coughing at night, Mr. Kang's already anxious mood is even more uneasy.
Without good rest, his body will naturally become thinner day by day. The doctors and nurses in charge of him are also in a dilemma. There is really no good way. They can only spend as much time as possible to talk to the old man.
Mr. Kang had just had dinner, and when he saw Zhao Xiaomo coming over in a hurry, he seemed to have guessed something was going on.
Before Zhao Xiaomo could speak, he hurriedly asked: "Xiaomo, have you found my son?"
"Yes, I will ask the doctor over there to make a video call later to show you your son. However, because he is in isolation now, you can only look at each other through the glass, and you may not be able to hear what he is saying.
"Arrived." Zhao Xiaomo said guiltily, but Mr. Kang, who was happy at this time, did not notice anything unusual about her.