A doctor who travels through two eras

Lin Sanqi was absent-minded the whole morning.

He sat behind his father, watching his father and older brother continue to see patients, and all he was thinking about was what to do.
First of all, I have to go back to 2023 to buy medicine. I must buy special antiviral drugs such as ritonavir tablets, ambavir, and romidesvir. Ibuprofen, acetaminophen, etc. are also essential for reducing fever and relieving pain.

In addition, hormonal anti-inflammatory drugs are essential. Fortunately, dexamethasone needles and prednisone needles are not too expensive, and you can purchase as many as you want.

We also need to purchase masks, protective clothing, isolation clothing, nucleic acid test strips, etc., and vaccines?

Oh, no more vaccines...

In addition to buying medicine, a large amount of rescue equipment is needed.

Yes, a ventilator!
Because the mask virus will attack the human lungs in a targeted manner, causing the lungs to produce secretions, blocking the alveoli and trachea, causing the patient to have difficulty breathing, a decrease in blood oxygen content, and an increase in carbon dioxide concentration, which in turn leads to failure of other organs and ultimately death.

Therefore, ventilators are indispensable and are also the key to saving lives. You need to buy therapeutic ventilators, emergency ventilators, out-of-hospital transport ventilators, high-frequency jet ventilators, high-frequency oscillation ventilators, etc.

In addition to the ventilator, you also need to buy an ECMO, also known as extracorporeal membrane oxygenation (ECMO). This thing costs several million dollars each, which is too expensive.

How many units should I buy?
Lin Sanqi sat there, his eyes were blurry and he felt like crying.

I made hundreds of millions by traveling through time, but now I have to spit it all out. Maybe it’s not enough, as hundreds of millions are far from enough to face a mask epidemic.

In another world, the world has spent more than trillions of dollars on masks to fight the epidemic.

The United States, the instigator of the incident, paid the price of millions of deaths, which can be said to be shooting itself in the foot.

Lin Sanqi suddenly thought that it was not just a matter of money, drugs and medical equipment, but also a technical issue. This required comprehensive training for doctors in 1960, but there were only a few Western medicine doctors in the country? How could they be enough?

Lin Sanqi felt like his head was about to explode. He could already imagine that in the future, a kneeling statue of himself would be erected at the entrance to Qianmen Street, and everyone who passed by would be able to spit on it.

It’s over, it’s over, this will be forever infamous…

Lin Kushen and Lin Gancao also noticed Lin Sanqi's abnormality. The father and son looked at each other and felt puzzled. They didn't understand why Lin Sanqi looked so anxious.
Suddenly, a sharp cry broke out from the crowd waiting in the outpatient hall:

"Son, son, what's wrong with you? Son, don't scare mom!"

"Doctor, doctor, help, my son is having convulsions!!!"

As a doctor, everyone knows that high fever convulsions look scary, but in fact they are not very harmful, so Lin Kushen was not in a hurry. He just reminded his youngest son who had been in a daze:

"Xiao Qi, Lin Sanqi?!"

"Ah, ah, Dad, what's wrong?"

"There's a child with fever outside. Didn't you claim that a fever can be reduced in half an hour? Go and save him quickly. I can't leave here."

Lin Sanqi stood up quickly, knocking over the stool, still a little absent-minded:
"Okay, I'll go and rescue him right away!"

When Lin Sanqi arrived, he saw a little girl about three years old lying on the ground, twitching constantly, her face ashen, and foaming at the mouth. Everyone around her was scared and ran away.

The child's mother was crying loudly beside him, while Pan Ye was squatting on the side, performing acupuncture with silver needles in his hand.

Lin Sanqi ran over and asked, "How is the patient?"

Pan Ye replied without even raising his head:

"Teacher Han has already taught me how to perform acupuncture first aid for children with febrile seizures. I will help relieve the convulsions, and you will be the one to reduce the fever."

"it is good!"

Lin Sanqi knew that he didn't have time to think too much, so he had to take care of the patients in front of him first, saving as many as possible.

"By the way, this mask is for you. You continue with the injection and I'll put it on for you!"

Lin Sanqi took out an N95 mask and asked Pan Ye to put it on. If this was really a mask disease, N95 could prevent it anyway.

Suddenly he felt that he was really heartless, forgetting his father after getting a wife, so he quickly squeezed into the clinic and asked his father and elder brother to wear the masks.

The fear is that the first generation virus is too toxic and the mortality rate is too high.

During lunch time, the Chinese Medicine Hospital held a simple meeting to analyze the condition, and both President Shen and Vice President Ji attended the meeting in person.

On the contrary, 12 veteran national treasures did not attend the meeting because they are still in labor reform and cannot publicly participate in activities or even have public outpatient clinics.

Dean Shen looked at Lin Kucan and asked:
"Lao Lin, you are an expert in typhoid fever. What do you think is going on with this wave of fever in Changping? The higher-ups are taking it very seriously. After all, Changping is only a few dozen miles away from the city. If the disease spreads to the city, it would be very harmful."

Plagues are feared in all times, especially in the capital, which often has a huge impact on social stability. Therefore, the higher authorities instructed the Chinese medicine hospital, which has set up a branch in Changping, to treat the disease with all its strength and eliminate it as quickly as possible, and never let it spread to the capital.

This matter has risen to a political level.

Lin Kucan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"For this unknown epidemic, we only know that it is an exogenous acute febrile disease with fever as the main symptom.

"Suwen·Theory of Heat" says: "Now, fevers are all types of colds." "Nanjing·Difficulty No. 58" says: "There are five types of colds: stroke, colds, damp-heat, fever, and warm disease."

In my opinion, this epidemic is a fever, and it is the most severe kind.”

The other doctors in the room nodded their heads after hearing this. Chinese medicine emphasizes dialectics, and one must first identify the type of fever before prescribing the right medicine.

Dean Shen did not interrupt Lin Kucan. He took out a pen and paper and took notes carefully. After all, he also had to report to his superiors.

"Wind-heat first attacks the lungs, and damp-heat goes straight to the middle channel, and then to the spleen and stomach. The disease starts from the lungs and stomach, and in severe cases it can spread to the pericardium, spread to the qi and blood, and penetrate into the blood, causing wind and convulsions, and from constipation to collapse.

Therefore, the treatment of heat syndrome is to release heat and promote lung function, so I use Yinqiao Powder and Maxing Shigan Decoction. For damp-heat, the main treatment is to clear away dampness and promote the circulation of qi, so I use Huopu Xialing Decoction, Ganlu Xiaodu Dan, and Wang's Lianpu Yin. Both of them can be transmitted from qi to blood, and can also reach the same goal through different paths.

As for the efficacy? It is effective. A small number of patients can reduce fever quickly, but most patients still have a high fever. There are two reasons for this. Either my medical skills are not good enough, or the epidemic fever is too fierce and difficult to suppress. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the conference room started talking.

Fang Sanxiao is a pediatrician. He also spoke with concern at this time:
"Fever, heat is fire, fire is a yang evil, its nature is inflammatory, so this wave of plague, the most common injuries are caused by heat and fire, high fever, thirst, sweating, and rapid pulse. Because of the heat and fire, the symptoms are irritability, insomnia, irritability, delirium, and the symptoms are generally serious.

There is nothing wrong with Dr. Lin’s prescriptions. The problem is that this wave of plague is really fierce. Everyone should remember the fever epidemic that occurred in Peking in 30. It had the same symptoms and was of the same severity. In the end, many people died…”

When talking about the plague 20 years ago, many old Beijingers were instantly horrified and took a deep breath.

The plague was also characterized by persistent high fever, which eventually led to corpses everywhere in the city, with the death toll reaching tens of thousands.

Dean Shen stopped writing and knocked on the table:
"All of you present here are veteran doctors and veteran comrades. You shouldn't be so afraid of the epidemic. What era was 30? That was the old society. The warlords and Japanese devils didn't treat the common people as human beings. How could they think of treating the common people?
What time is it now? Now is our great socialist country. Our purpose is to serve the people wholeheartedly and to do whatever it takes for the health and safety of the people. So we should cheer up and eliminate the epidemic at its source. "

After Dean Shen finished speaking, he saw Lin Sanqi frowning in the corner and felt unhappy.

I thought that now is the time to boost morale. Why are you, Lin Sanqi, so timid and scared?

"Hey, Comrade Lin Sanqi, aren't you known as Dr. Lin? You have a secret recipe in your hand, and it seems that you have your own ideas and solutions to the fever epidemic. How about you say a few words?"

Pan Ye gently poked her boyfriend's waist, and Lin Sanqi came back to his senses instantly.

Seeing Dean Shen's vicious look, he coughed a few times:
"Well, I don't quite understand what Dr. Lin Kucan said just now about heat and dampness. I will now share my personal opinion."

There was a sudden silence in the conference room, followed by a burst of laughter.

Lin Kucan looked at his funny little son and smiled helplessly. A child of a traditional Chinese medicine family who was good at treating typhoid fever actually said that he didn't understand fever? It was really funny.

Of course, Lin Kucan was not angry. He was not like other fathers who thought that their sons must be "like themselves", otherwise it would be unfilial and a great act of treason.

Dean Shen thought that Lin Sanqi felt that the atmosphere was too heavy and was deliberately making a joke to lighten the mood, so after laughing, he asked:

"Okay, tell me what you think."

"My idea is, what virus, bacteria, fungus, or something else like mycoplasma or chlamydia caused this wave of epidemic? Only when we know the pathogenic microorganism can we treat it accordingly."

Everyone present immediately understood that what Lin Sanqi said was still Western medicine.

Many veteran Chinese medicine practitioners showed disgust on their faces. Talking about Western medicine in Chinese medicine hospitals makes them clear traitors to the Chinese medicine community.

Dean Shen heard the whispers of the crowd and deliberately asked back, "Then your so-called ibuprofen recipe and amo recipe belong to traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"

Lin Sanqi said without blushing or beating his heart:
"I am a student of traditional Chinese medicine, so of course I use traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions."

After Lin Sanqi said this, the expressions of many Chinese medicine doctors in the conference room also improved a lot.

"Wow, it's so lively..."

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly opened and a group of people came in.

Dean Shen narrowed his eyes, because the visitors were the old rivals of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, Dean Tu Wenbin of Union Hospital, and Vice Dean Ye Yongan. (End of this chapter)