Chapter 445 Sad news!

In the following meeting, Lu Cheng was just the audience.

But after listening to these things, Lu Cheng came to the conclusion that everything was still unknown, and the VI hadn't even been isolated yet, let alone analyzed it in detail.

The current scale of China's laboratories is almost in line with international standards. Although there is a certain gap, this gap is not as big as the leap.

Moreover, the level of scientific research is also gradually catching up.

But even so, it is still difficult to figure out this unknown VI.

Even so far, it's not known whether it can survive in nature, which is kind of fucked up.

Lin Hui also made his own report. H City's research on this matter is quite in-depth.

"Through the cross-linear analysis of related patients in H city, the factual nature of RO was proved."

"However, the current research progress cannot confirm that H City is the origin, but it is highly doubtful that H City is the secondary origin..."

"..."

Well, it can be regarded as an end without any problem. At least one thing is certain, that is, H City is at least classified as the origin of the secondary source.

The place of origin is the origin, and the place of origin is the first batch!

After the video conference ended, Lu Cheng rubbed his temples and felt a little tired both physically and mentally.

Because in addition to the relevant information about City H reported by Lin Hui, there was also a statistician who calculated the current number of infected medical staff in China.

412!

Mainly from the Department of Respiratory Medicine and Infectious Diseases. The main reason is speculated that insufficient attention was paid in the early stage, so there was cross-contact with patients.

Moreover, there are many doctors in related departments who are regarded as R1 suspicious persons and in principle need to be isolated and treated separately on a rotational basis.

As a result, the shortage of respiratory medicine personnel is a very serious matter.

"Lu Cheng, I'm going to the Department of Respiratory Medicine. This time it's not on a voluntary basis, it's Teacher Wang Zongming's call." At about 10:30, Lu Cheng received a call from Fang Nixin. On the phone, Fang Nixin

Ni Xin told Lu Cheng very seriously.

Lu Cheng was moved in his heart and asked: "Professor Wang Zongming? Are you going to be transferred to the Department of Respiratory Medicine?"

"Approximately how many people are there in the Department of Respiratory Medicine in Appendix 2?"

Professor Wang Zongming is quite familiar to Lu Cheng. It turns out that the leader of the emergency internal medicine ward of the emergency department has a high professional title and is a professor. He led the emergency department of the Second Xiangya Hospital to the top ten in the country, and the internal medicine department takes more credit.

Moreover, when Lu Cheng first entered the emergency department, someone told him that Professor Wang Zongming was born in respiratory medicine, and his stay in emergency medicine was only temporary. He still very much hoped to return to the specialty of respiratory medicine.

Now, there is a staff gap in the Department of Respiratory Medicine. Lu Cheng expected Wang Zongming to return.

"The original allocation for the three wards is 26 people, and the others are for standardized training of doctors and graduate students."

"Nowadays, the hospital has stipulated that graduate students and social training have gradually been separated from clinical practice, so only doctors from our hospital are left. Fifteen of them have become R1."

"Currently, there are only 11 people in the three wards. This is far from being able to meet the staffing needs of the three wards, even if the emergency medicine department and critical care ICU are temporarily restructured."

"But it's still not enough."

"Professor Wang Zongming asked me to follow him to the second ward of respiratory medicine. Professor Wang Zongming was transferred from the third ward to the emergency internal medicine department." Fang Nixin knew these things quite clearly.

"Do so many people need to rest and quarantine?" Lu Cheng was surprised.

"Can't I be transferred from another internal medicine department?"

"I guess not. In addition to cough-related symptoms, UID symptoms also include diarrhea, muscle aches, etc. They may not be concentrated in the Department of Respiratory Medicine. They may be scattered all over the place. People there cannot be transferred there, but can only be transferred from the Department of Surgery..."

"How are you doing there? Are you having a good rest?" Fang Nixin asked.

"I'm not in Guangzhou anymore, I'm in P City." Lu Cheng replied truthfully.

Lu Cheng's decision to go to P City was a temporary decision. He didn't have time to tell anyone before, that is, Lin Hui's guidance, because Lu Cheng's verification email was sent to Lin Hui.

"P City? Where is that? Why are you running around?" Fang Nixin asked with some annoyance.

"In South River Province."

"This time vi may not be a simple point-line structure, but a multi-point and multi-line mesh structure. There is also R0 in P City, and the RO is not low." Lu Cheng answered.

"So if you have to go to the internal medicine department, you must pay attention to protection and don't be careless!" Lu Cheng explained seriously, with a serious tone.

"Ah?" Fang Nixin was shocked.

"When did this happen? I didn't see it on the news?"

Lu Cheng said: "This afternoon!"

"So you have to be very careful. At this time, it may be very dangerous. And the current way of transmission (CR path, hereafter referred to as CW) has not been finalized."

"The distance of CW is not fixed."

Fang Nixin nodded and said: "I know this, but it can't be worse than the air, right?"

"It may not be impossible. If it is air-contact transmission, it would be really troublesome."

"It's as if the air is filled with all kinds of parasites. Although I hope it won't be the case, I can't ignore the possibility."

"By the way, can the current supplies be supplied?" Lu Cheng asked quickly.

If Fang Nixin goes to the internal medicine department, she will definitely need more supplies. If the safety of medical staff is not guaranteed by supplies, then going there will end up costing her life.

So far, City H has not calculated an attributable death rate (hereinafter referred to as DR).

"I don't know, but it must be tight enough, and I don't make any special preparations. Moreover, in Shashi, it is not a relevant industrial base, so it can only be shipped by consignment."

“I don’t know if the current transportation channels can still provide enough.”

When Lu Cheng heard this, his tone paused.

"That?"

"Is there anything you can do not to go?"

"I guess there is nothing we can do. My brother said that calling someone by name and volunteering are two different things."

"If you don't go voluntarily, that's what you should do. If you don't go if you ask, that's not okay."

"My brother and I haven't told my mother the news yet, and we don't know what will happen if she finds out the news." Fang Nixin's tone suddenly became choked up.

Thinking about it, she was a little scared herself.

"Senior Sister Fang, do you know that someone in the Department of Respiratory Medicine of Attached Two has been diagnosed?"

"There are currently no confirmed cases, but we won't know about it later. There are already so many across the country. It's best not to have them."

"..."

After chatting casually with Fang Nixin for a while, Lu Chengcheng hung up the phone.

Fang Nixin’s decision to go to the internal medicine department is now a certainty. It cannot be reversed!

At this time, except for medical staff, no one else can help at all, and with the multi-point network structure, even the decision to assist is not dared to be made rashly, otherwise, one place will be taken away, and then this place

If you become the place of origin, you are really stabbing yourself in the back.

It is necessary to determine as soon as possible which places can be called the origin.

Let's go and follow the arrangements tomorrow, and then we'll talk about it...

My head hurts a little.

The next morning.

It was only after seven o'clock when Lu Chengcheng received a call from Professor Qu Hongsheng.

Although Lu Cheng wondered why Qu Hongsheng called him, he still chose to answer: "Teacher Qu. I am Lu Cheng."

His head was a little groggy. Lu Cheng knew that he had not woken up, so he felt that his head was a little heavy.

"Yes, Xiao Lu, I have some very unfortunate news to tell you."

"Dr. Fang in our department has been transferred to the CR department. As his close contact, you also need to go to a professional institution for evaluation."

"Huh?" Lu Cheng's mind was a little down on the spot.

"Dr. Fang Nixin may have been exposed to UID during the process of treating emergency patients. He is currently experiencing symptoms and has been transferred to the CR special ward."

"You are a close contact of Dr. Fang, and many people in our orthopedics department must undergo medical isolation and examination."

"Oh, okay, Teacher Qu!" Lu Cheng understood this time. Although he found it difficult to accept it, he could only answer mechanically.

After Lu Cheng hung up the phone, he frowned deeply.

Why does Fang Nixin have corresponding symptoms?

Didn't she listen to her own words and ask her to buy a mask?

Don’t you even use masks?

Lu Cheng frowned slightly, then lost all sleep, stood up, and prepared to walk to the bathroom.

But when he lifted the quilt, the cold air from outside suddenly penetrated into his throat, making Lu Cheng's throat very uncomfortable, and he coughed a few times.

There is a little sweat on the forehead.
To be continued...