Two hundred and sixty-seventh epidemic situation repeated
Fu Wuben put on an isolation gown and came to the gate of the ward area of the quarantine camp with a straight face.
This is the isolation area for treating patients diagnosed with bubonic plague. It is also called Area 2 to distinguish it from Area 1, which specializes in treating patients with pneumonic plague. Basically, patients who enter Area 1 are basically waiting to die. Patients in Area 2,
There is still some chance of survival.
Whether it's bubonic plague or pneumonic plague, doctors have no treatment. They can only provide some supportive treatment and distribute some placebos. Occasionally, they will also cook "TCM prescriptions" for testing - without exception.
fail.
Whether the patient in Area 2 can survive depends mainly on his physical condition. But this is something that cannot be explained. Fu Wuben saw with his own eyes that a young man as strong as an ox died in less than 48 hours after he fell ill.
I have also seen a grey-haired old man who was poor and sick and recovered and discharged from the ward in Ward 2. As the master said, when treating diseases, there is a time for science, but there is also a time for luck.
The guard wearing an isolation gown at the door checked his ID and let him in.
The ward is more like a prison than a hospital. There are several surveillance towers standing outside the bamboo fence and barbed wire fence. Sentinels wearing masks in groups of two are armed with live ammunition. An order has been issued: Anyone who crosses the guardrail inside the wall
Circles can be shot.
The conditions of the hastily established isolation camp were naturally not good. It was a long stretch of wooden shacks, with reed mats and wooden boards on top, and a flat mud floor under their feet. The only "high-end" place was that they were all independent wards, of course.
, this so-called independence is just to use reed mats to isolate and seal each bed.
The room was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, which could be smelled even while wearing a Wu Liande-style mask.
It was quiet in the ward. The doors of some wards were open. Not to mention the patients, even the bamboo beds where the patients slept were no longer there. Needless to say, they must have been the patients who died last night. They were taken out and cremated along with the beds.
The sun shines down from the glass skylight on the roof, illuminating the room brightly. As Fu Wuben walked in it, he felt chilly one after another.
Fu Wuben didn't stop until he came to the ward with the name "Yao Hongji" hanging on the door. He came here today to ask about this person.
Not long ago, the health department in Guangzhou found that the number of deaths, which had been steadily declining, had fluctuated in recent days. Lin Motian found it strange because he did not relax quarantine and epidemic prevention measures, and even inspected them more rigorously. Moreover, after martial law, the flow of people
It almost stopped, so why did it suddenly rebound?
He believed that he needed to find out the reason. Fu Wu was originally here to do this job.
Because of his relationship with his master Liu San, Fu Wuben had extensive contact with the traditional Chinese medicine community in Guangzhou and knew many doctors. From "famous doctors" to the lowest "ring-bell doctors", as long as he could gain a foothold in Guangzhou, he could say that he had met them all.
Pass.
This patient is a doctor at a small drugstore. He was also diagnosed with plague a few days ago, but his condition is not serious. He has passed the critical period now and is returning to the observation period. If nothing goes wrong, he will be cured in ten days.
I can go home from the hospital.
The reason why Fu Wuben came to him was because during his investigation, he found that seven or eight people who had come into contact with him were infected with the plague - this was an outrageous high rate.
It is obvious that he had contact with plague patients and infected others with the plague.
"Mr. Yao, many plague patients have been isolated recently, and several of them have been in contact with you." Fu Wuben asked the patient on the bed.
"Master Cha...the plague is rampant, so people seeking medical advice are inevitable..."
"Yes, if people are sick, naturally my great Senate will practice medicine and give medicine..." Fu Wuben narrowed his eyes, and his tone gradually became sharper, "Do you know what a plague patient looks like?"
When Yao Hongji saw that the person who came was not kind, he couldn't help but feel guilty. After thinking for a while, he slowly replied: "The skills of treating patients are inherited from ancestors. Some patients do not belong to the plague according to the pathogenesis..."
"That means you don't recognize what the plague looks like?"
Yao Hongji was shocked. In fact, many patients who were afraid that they had the plague came to him secretly, and he had also given medicine to these people. If he admitted that he could not recognize the plague, wouldn't it be the so-called "illegal practice of medicine" in the new dynasty?
He hurriedly changed his words and said: "This, the Senate also gave me...training, so I will naturally recognize it..."
"Since you recognize..." Fu Wuben's tone became colder and colder, "Then you should also know that if you suspect it is plague, you must report it immediately when you see it?"
"This..." Yao Hongji was sweating. For many patients suspected of plague, he did not report them immediately. Instead, he used traditional medicine to treat them first and received a consultation fee first. In fact, he was not the only one.
All the doctors he knew did this. The better ones would report it to the quarantine officer after collecting the consultation fee, while the worse ones would just ignore it.
"Poor Lord!" Yao Hongji rolled out of bed and began to complain: "Young and old people also need to eat. In previous years, when there was a plague, it was a good time to earn a few bucks, but now every tree and plant is deserted. If you see a cough, you will go to quarantine immediately."
We have lost all the patients in the camp and cannot make any money. Does the Senate care about our family's snacks and drinks?"
"Of course this needs to be taken care of." Fu Wuben helped him up and asked, "Mr. Yao, do you like the sea?"
Yao Hongji looked at him inexplicably, not knowing how to answer. Although Haihai is very close to Guangzhou, he has never visited it specifically, let alone like it or not.
"In a few months, you will be at the Kaohsiung Health Center overlooking the sea. The Senate will always control your family's snacks and drinks..."
While Fu Wuben was questioning Yao Hongji, Lin Motian was carefully watching the report on the number of new infections - the sudden increase in the number of infections and deaths puzzled him. However, he soon discovered that his guess was accurate. Several
In areas hardest hit by the epidemic, many local doctors have been infected and died.
He recalled the reports of the previous few days, and it seemed that there were slightly more doctors getting sick and dying recently, which aroused his alarm: the sacrifices of naturalized health workers, quarantine workers and police officers are understandable, after all, they work every day
We are on the front line of the battle and come into contact with patients almost every day, so the chance of infection is very high. But local doctors - they have very little business now, why are the morbidity and mortality rates so high?
He had noticed this anomaly for several days and tasked an investigation team to find out what was going on.
The information finally came back: many local doctors did not strictly follow the quarantine regulations. This phenomenon has always existed, but it was not prominent when the epidemic was severe some time ago. Now that the epidemic is getting better day by day, the influence of doctors as a source of infection
It becomes even more obvious - it doesn't take too many doctors to cause a significant fluctuation in the death toll.
Lin Motian became angry when he heard this: The quarantine measures clearly stipulate that all epidemic prevention actions are to be arranged by the epidemic prevention brigade under the Health Commission. These people are conducting diagnosis and treatment of such dangerous infectious diseases without authorization. Concealing the report itself is illegal.
It's so unreasonable to admit it so brazenly, and to admit it plausibly!
It seemed that no matter what happened, Lin Motian immediately wrote a memo to Liu San, tactfully but firmly stating his attitude: If the doctors could really take good care of the plague patients in their hands, he would never interfere; but if they couldn't,
What a clever trick, any bold doctor dares to do such a thing again, Lin Motian will definitely make this person never want to eat this bowl of rice again in his life!
Liu San looked at Lin Motian's letter and felt a little unhappy. In fact, Liu San had already heard about this, but he didn't know that these doctors had caused such a big thing. There was also a local old Chinese medicine doctor who asked him for help before.
, asked to jointly participate in the fight against the plague, but he and Lin Motian declined. No matter what the purpose of these traditional Chinese medicine practitioners is - noble or not so noble - they have little understanding of epidemic prevention and modern medicine.
And the deeply ingrained traditional medical habits may not be as suitable as a quarantine officer with a blank sheet of paper.
But Lin Motian’s hand is stretched a little too long... That’s all in the field of public health. After all, it’s not easy to have such a person who dares to rush forward and carry explosives, but the traditional medicine problem should be attributed to him anyway.
It’s up to you. Is Lin Motian really annoyed by those doctors when he mentioned this, or is he using the topic to kill the Chinese medicine doctors? Liu San thought about it in his heart, and after thinking for a long time, he replied to Lin Motian with a mixture of self-blame and assurance.
Meaningful memo.
Integrating traditional Chinese medicine in the city is actually something Liu San has been planning. His plan to implement the Chinese medicine qualification examination in Guangzhou has been drawn up for a long time. Maybe he can take advantage of this opportunity to release it... He may even be able to
We took the opportunity to establish a doctors' union to bring in all traditional Chinese medicine doctors and new doctors with professional backgrounds. The name is still very bright: unified management to put an end to illegal medical practice and quarantine violations. Although there are already more and more
Many people recognize the modern medical skills of the Senate, but judging from the mainstream in Guangzhou, doubts and fears are still the mainstream of people's views on modern medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine still has a lot to offer. Lin Motian's mention does provide a good example.
It would be a pity not to seize the opportunity.
This plague war has continued until now, and both sides have fully revealed their trump cards, but there is no secret to Lin Motian about the plague's tactics. One is pervasive, the other is leak-proof; one is careful at every step, and the other is fortified everywhere.
With the joint efforts of modern epidemic prevention concepts and strong execution capabilities, even if the plague can temporarily gain the upper hand, it will not be able to continue the offensive endlessly.