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Chapter 203 Tea Incident
Shortly after Qiao Yicheng's marriage, Zhang Jianjun received a business trip assignment. "A large-scale outbreak of respiratory disease has occurred in Wucha Town, and we have been asked to send a medical team to Wucha Town to assist the local health department in treating patients."
"Director Zhang, this matter may require your department to send two people."
Zhang Jianjun nodded, returned to the department, gathered several internal medicine doctors, and explained the task he had received from the hospital leaders: "This task is quite challenging, so I will go personally. There is only one spot left, so let's see who is most suitable."
The eight doctors all began to whisper among themselves. Leprosy, though curable, is very painful, and if contracted and not treated thoroughly, there is a risk of relapse.
Only Chang Xingyu looked at Zhang Jianjun and exclaimed, "I'll go!"
The conversation abruptly stopped.
Zhang Jianjun looked at Chang Xingyu and said, "You're not good enough! You're too inexperienced and not suitable for this mission yet."
The conversation resumed, and this time it was even louder.
Chang Xingyu stopped insisting and started thinking about other things.
Seeing that everyone was still discussing it, Zhang Jianjun tapped the table and said, "If no one is willing to go, I will have to call on people."
"I'll go!" The speaker was a doctor named Ding Jinchen, who was about thirty-five years old. He was rather introverted and didn't talk much, but he was a very upright and kind person.
Zhang Jianjun glanced at Ding Jinchen and said, "Okay, Dr. Ding, go back and pack your things now. Tell your family that it won't be short. Meet at Xuanwu Square at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
Then, turning to the rest of the group, he said, "While I'm away, if you encounter any problems, you can directly consult Vice President Sun. We doctors are not in other professions; if we make a mistake, the consequences can be very serious, potentially even life-threatening. So, I'll emphasize again, everyone must be meticulous and careful! Alright, that's all for now, meeting adjourned!"
When they gathered the next day, Zhang Jianjun saw Chang Xingyu again!
"Didn't I tell you not to go?" Zhang Jianjun sat down next to Chang Xingyu and started eating the pancake Chang Xingyu had brought.
Chang Xingyu smiled slightly, "I'm going there to learn! Now I'm an investigator in our hospital's epidemic prevention department." There is an epidemic prevention department, but the position of investigator has always been vacant, and the hospital does not value this department.
Zhang Jianjun knew that Chang Xingyu's family had connections, and if she really wanted to go, he couldn't stop her.
The bus drove very fast, but the journey was too long, and it took the two of them five hours to reach Wucha Town.
This is a remote town in Jiangnan, a remote town with the unique characteristics of Jiangnan. It is surrounded by green mountains and clear waters, with rolling hills that stretch endlessly; the crystal-clear river flows gently by, its sound crisp and melodious, like a melodious piece of music.
The town's streets are narrow and winding, the cobblestone pavement smooth and textured by the passage of time. The houses lining the streets are arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern, mostly in the architectural style of the Ming and Qing dynasties, with white walls, black tiles, flying eaves, and bracket sets, exuding an antique charm. A light mist hangs over the entire town, giving it a dreamlike, ethereal feel. Sunlight filters through the clouds, refracting a soft glow.
This place should have been a place of peace and tranquility, but the reality was one of tension and unease.
The town has very little population movement. When the authorities discovered the cases here, they immediately sealed off the main roads and strictly prohibited entry and exit, thus pinpointing the area of transmission.
When the two arrived, they saw armed soldiers guarding the checkpoint. As the bus approached, they were asked to show their credentials before being allowed to pass.
The atmosphere in the town was somber, with few pedestrians on the streets and alleys. The few who were there hurried by, not daring to linger. At the village entrance, where people played chess, many benches and chairs had been set up. It was originally a place where people gathered for entertainment, but now it was covered with a layer of fallen leaves.
The bus stopped in front of a small courtyard, and all the medical staff on board got off the bus wearing masks.
"Dear colleagues, you must be tired from your journey!" The person who came to greet us was a man with a broad face. He was wearing a large mask so we couldn't see his face or figure out his age, but judging from his voice, he was probably not a young man.
After settling in briefly, everyone got to work.
The first task is to hold meetings!
The same broad-faced man was still chairing the meeting. "Everyone's here! Well then, I'll talk about the current situation..."
Unlike regular meetings, meetings during emergencies are indeed primarily focused on content.
The broad-faced man, named Lu Guiyan, was the overall coordinator and commander-in-chief of this prevention and control effort, essentially in charge of coordinating local treatment and prevention work. He quickly explained the current situation using concise and straightforward language.
The first to fall ill were likely three farmers, but they lived in two different parts of the town, roughly one on the east side and two on the west. What we do know is that the three of them had worked together a week before they fell ill, repairing the town's irrigation canals.
After falling ill, none of the three survived more than three days, dying in agony. The town's doctor sensed something was wrong and immediately reported it. As the doctor had predicted, a large number of similar cases appeared, and authorities immediately took measures to seal off the area.
When Zhang Jianjun and his team arrived, the situation was already extremely serious; in the small town of over 5,000 people, more than 100 had already shown symptoms. The speed of transmission was astonishing!
What's most worrying is that there are currently no particularly good treatment options, the general medical skills of the staff are not high, and the use of medicines is not very standardized. It is because of this that we applied for assistance from higher authorities.
Because he wasn't very familiar with everyone's situation, Commander Lu had to make some simple arrangements for the time being. The nurses would follow the doctors from their own hospital, and the doctors would work in pairs to coordinate with the doctors who were currently treating patients, so as to take over the patients' treatment as soon as possible.
Zhang Jianjun was paired with a female doctor in her thirties. She had large eyes, long eyelashes, and wore a mask, which made her eyes even more beautiful.
"Hello, my name is Yuan Qingzhu, what's your name?"
"Zhang Jianjun!" Zhang Jianjun pointed to himself, then to the people next to him, "Chang Xingyu, Ding Jinchen!"
"Thank you all for your hard work! Time is of the essence, so I won't say any more. Let's go!" With that, Yuan Qingzhu turned and led the group away to the patient's courtyard.
It's a courtyard, because the town hospital itself consists of single-story buildings and doesn't have many wards, so the town has set aside several small courtyards specifically to house patients who fall ill.
"I'm in charge of treating all ten patients in this hospital. Their symptoms include fever, cough, burning and sore throat, headache, general weakness, and diarrhea. These ten patients have basically the same symptoms. In the early stages, the medication was mainly antibiotics, including an intravenous injection of 8g of cefoperazone sodium and sulbactam sodium, but the effect was minimal!" Yuan Qingzhu pointed to a patient who was receiving an injection and explained to the group.