Doctor Peerless

Chapter 232 Statistical Reports
Time has already entered September, and October is just around the corner.

Ancabin capital, Rolda.

National Hospital.

Tang Yi's condition has improved significantly, he can eat after waking up, and his resistance is gradually recovering, but there is still some time before he goes to the ground... From hospitalization to now, he has lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If you compare it with the appearance when you first arrived in Africa, it can be said that you have changed a different person, with a completely different temperament.

People in middle age naturally have to gain weight. Tang Yi is now lean and young in his early 20s. "Rejuvenation" is not a good thing for middle-aged people. The weight will be greatly reduced in a short period of time, and the fat content will be reduced. The burden on the liver is huge, and the immunity will also be greatly reduced. The human body needs high-quality protein for the synthesis of immunoglobulins.

With a sudden drop in fat mass, the value of immunoglobulin also drops. The liver works under high load to resist bacteria and viruses and carry out detoxification work, which can easily lead to liver disease.

But this is nothing to do, at least the typhoid fever is under control. As for the basic condition of the body, it can only be recuperated slowly later.

Tong Han was able to go to the ground, but he was still weak.

The course of typhoid fever usually lasts about a month, from latent to the extreme stage of the virus outbreak, and then to the prognosis, there is a complete adaptation and recovery process, but compared with Tang Yi, she is much better, and from time to time she can still be in Zhang Zhongjian and Wang When the director was gone, he brought Tang Yi a cup of hot water.

The day before yesterday, Director Wang finally notified the country of the situation encountered by the group.

Tang Yi's relatives bought air tickets on the same day and will arrive today.

Tang Yi originally objected, he didn't want his family to travel long distances, and he would only be worried when they saw him, but at this time... Zhang Zhongjian felt that the family should have the right to know, and the care of the two elders was not as good as Tang Yi's wife.

And Director Wang...

The illness subsided and the treatment was timely. He wanted to claim credit.

Where is the credit?
He fell ill during the difficult aid work, but resolutely overcame the illness. This is an affirmation of the team's coordination ability and local assistance work.

For this reason, Lao Mo also wrote a letter of thanks and a report, and sent it to the country in the name of inviting the official, which was regarded as a powerful assist.

Director Wang's pursuit need not be repeated, there are thousands of people, no matter what his purpose is, at least his intentions are kind.

It is conceivable that after returning to China, Tang Yi will definitely gain much more than Director Wang in terms of rewards for meritorious deeds.

"Little Tong, take care of Professor Tang, we're going to the airport." Zhang Zhongjian said.

Tong Han nodded: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

The two set off.

They boarded the minibus at the entrance of the hospital, and the two sat down side by side.

Zhang Zhongjian suddenly said, "How long have we been here?"

"Today, September 9rd, will be three months away."

According to the original plan, the aid work will continue until mid-November, which is more than four months.

"When Tang Yi's condition stabilizes and he is sent back to China, let's go back to Malan as soon as possible."

Tang Yi's situation is no longer suitable for continuing to go to help. The post-care of this serious illness may take several months. It should be rewarded for his merits when he is seriously injured.

And because of Tang Yi's matter, Director Wang thought that he and Zhang Zhongjian didn't need to go to that ghostly place in Malange.

After more than a month of local assistance, they have seen too many tragedies. In places where malaria outbreaks are concentrated, people are incapable of treatment, and there is no way to relieve pain. It is not an exaggeration to say that hell on earth is not an exaggeration.

In this situation, the heart is naturally suffering, but besides...

The two of them still had to worry about being infected. Director Wang didn't want to go, and his grades would be almost mixed. If they stayed for enough time, they would be successful.

"We still have to go to Malange? Tang Yi will have to wait for the typhoid fever to fully recover and meet the epidemic prevention standards before he can board the plane when he returns home. It will be the beginning of October at that time, and it will be the finishing work at that time. Do you still want to go?"

To briefly summarize the whole sentence of Director Wang——

It's not necessary.

Zhang Zhongjian closed his eyes slightly. He actually didn't want to talk to Director Wang about some things, but he was entrusted by others.

"Who are the organizers of the plan?"

"Ah?" Director Wang was stunned, a little confused by this unreasonable sentence, but seeing that Zhang Zhongjian didn't mean to say something later, he still said: "Nanjing Medical University, Affiliated Hospital, Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, China Railway Company, what else is there?" with?"

Director Wang is really a little confused. There are many sponsors of this kind of aid plan. Even if they are not directly under the central government, they will come to contact them to gain a good reputation. Because there are too many, he really doesn't remember.

"Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences." Zhang Zhongjian finally broke the secret.

"Chinese Medicine... Academy of Sciences..." But Director Wang still couldn't understand what Zhang Zhongjian was going to say.

Zhang Zhongjian thought about it, and told him the matter: "Old Aito, I gave a statistical paper. I have been preparing it, but there is still some content in the follow-up, so I need to go to Malange again."

"Old Ai..." Director Wang murmured, as if searching for this person in his mind.

The person who can be regarded as Lao Ai by Zhang Zhongjian must be of the same seniority as him, let alone the Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences...

"Ai, Director Ai?" He checked the number.

There are many units and research institutes under the Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences. Ai is not a common surname. If you search for Director Wang, you can think of this person. The deputy director of a certain research institute seems to have met once at a Chinese medicine seminar, but he is not familiar with it. That's it.

Compared with Zhang Zhongjian's level and face, Director Wang is more than a little bit worse.

"Lao Ai is doing collaborative research on a project recently, and needs some first-hand information, so he asked me for help."

Director Wang was at a loss.

help, understand...

But is it necessary to tell me so solemnly?
For a while, the two were silent.

Zhang Zhongjian stopped at the point, while Director Wang was constantly thinking about it, advancing all the way until he was almost at the airport. Director Wang didn't want to understand a causal relationship, and always felt that Professor Zhang was inexplicable.

When they arrived at the airport, the two got off the car and didn't take any pick-up cards. They all knew Tang Yi's family members, and they all lived in the family building of Southern Medical University. They still went upstairs and downstairs with Director Wang.

When we came to the exit gate, the plane just landed.

After waiting for less than 10 minutes, the first group of people appeared, and the two of them immediately saw Tang Yi's wife who was walking in the forefront and walking in a hurry.

You can see their anxiety.

Along with Tang Yi's wife is Tang Yi's son, who is very similar to Tang Yi who is now thin after illness, but he is a Western medicine student. Now he is studying with a tutor at the Affiliated Academy of Qingyu University. When he heard that his father was seriously ill with typhoid fever, It is also necessary to ask for leave to follow.

"Siblings, Xiaofeng, you've worked hard all the way." Zhang Zhongjian, as the leader, must be the first to speak, "It's because we didn't take good care of Tang Yi, which made you worry."

Tang Yi's wife was flattered, but she was more worried: "He used to be a western doctor, and he was infected with diseases. We can understand that he works in the front line, so let's go to the hospital first."

"Okay, let's go, the car is in the parking lot."

Several people got into the car.

Tang Feng began to ask about his condition. His mother was a high school teacher and did not understand medicine, but he was a doctor and could analyze the situation.

Zhang Zhongjian talked about the past...

"Multiple perforations in the abdominal cavity? Surgery performed in a coma? How was the operation done? Are the local doctors good enough?" Many people still have misunderstandings about Africa. For example, Tang Feng doubts the level of local medical skills.

Zhang Zhongjian quickly explained: "The largest national hospital in the area is still very good, and Director Wang had invited the best infection experts earlier, but we disagreed with the doctor's opinion, so we went straight to the operation, and the operation was relatively successful. "

Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and gave his mother a reassuring look.

Zhang Zhongjian didn't dare to say the operation process, lest they think too much...

Director Wang, on the other hand, was silent all the way.

More than 40 minutes.

They came to the hospital, got off the car and rushed directly to the inpatient department.

but.

Just as he was about to enter the elevator, Director Wang paused and whispered——

"Could it be, is it related to artemisinin?"

Several people were stunned.

Including Zhang Zhongjian was also dazed for a while, and after savoring carefully, he made up what Director Wang lost his voice, and suddenly understood what Director Wang meant.

After a long time, he thought about it all the way?Only now do I want to understand!

Seeing Director Wang's fiery eyes, Zhang Zhongjian was not easy to show off, but also because of the presence of outsiders, he just nodded: "It has something to do with it, but if it's a friendly help, don't think too much about it."

When Director Wang heard this, he didn't care whether he was friendly or not.

For such a large project, even serving tea and water to the research institute is an honor, not to mention providing first-hand statistical data, so it is more or less considered participating, right?

Can he not think too much? !

impossible!

(End of this chapter)