The next morning, Wu Mian and his party came to the third people''s Hospital of Donghu District early.


    "Dean Peng, organize and arrange us to visit you." Wu Mian greeted president Peng politely.


    I contacted by phone before and finalized the working place of the medical team after coming to Tianhe.


    "Are you Mr. Wu who compiled diagnostics?"


    "Don''t say that. It''s compiled by my teacher. I''ll start with it and do some chores." Wu Mian narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "how many patients are accepted in our hospital every day? Will surgery and normal medical treatment continue?"


    "It''s a bit chaotic these days, but it''s recovering," said President Peng frankly. "The hospital is a little small. It''s said to be second class, but it''s actually a second class community hospital."


    "Can surgical patients receive it?"


    "Yes, Tongji and Xiehe professors will do the operation. But they are also busy. It''s better... It''s better to be less in the last two days." Dean Peng warned carefully.


    After receiving a notice yesterday and contacting Wu Mian, he asked some friends in the medical circle about how grumpy the friendly young man was.


    Unexpectedly, teacher Wu Mian looks very kind, which is different from the legend.


    "OK, I''ll see what happens then," said Wu Mian.


    "Miss Wu, one more thing..."


    "Go ahead, please."


    "There are not enough protective materials. They are allocated uniformly. Most of them are sent to designated hospitals. Moreover, we are not famous here, there are few overseas students, and no one donates at all..." President Peng said carefully.


    "We can carry it by ourselves. We can use it for 2... No, we can use it for 3 days." Wu Mian said, "you can find new protective materials in 3 days."


    "I''ll hurry and I''ll come." Dean Peng said and looked at Wu Mian eagerly.


    "Dean Peng, are you embarrassed?" Wu Mian asked.


    "Mr. Wu, you have a lot of news. Is there any way to cure this disease?" director Peng asked hopefully.


    "The diagnosis and treatment of diseases should be periodic, research should be carried out, and continuous progress should be expected..."


    "Miss Wu, do you mean not yet?" Dean Peng knows the way doctors speak. Miss Wu has no meaning at all.


    "Well." Wu Mian nodded, "a brand-new virus. It''s unlikely to be studied and understood in a short time."


    Dean Peng looked depressed.


    When they came to the emergency department, they said goodbye to President Peng. Wu Mian and his party changed their clothes and went out for a visit.


    A local doctor taught Wu Mian how to use the system. The principles were similar, and they soon got started.


    There are many patients with pneumonia, but a forgotten corner is what to do with patients who are already ill.


    The expert group has not forgotten this piece. In addition to several designated hospitals, the clinics that can be opened are still open, so as to do everything possible to ensure the smooth operation of society and reduce the panic of Tianhe citizens.


    But fear is like a virus, which can infect the whole Tianhe. This emotion is very strong, like the clouds in the sky, which can''t be dispelled at all.


    But even in panic, patients who came to the outpatient and emergency department still lined up. What comforts Wu Mian a little is that the distance between people is one meter. It doesn''t look as regular as the parade square, but it''s still in order.


    Wu Mian sat in the consulting room, hurriedly looked at the system operation process and began to call the number.


    After seeing several patients, Wu Mian found some problems.


    Different from the usual emergency, the situation of people who come to see a doctor now is very serious. It''s impossible not to come.


    But it''s also logical. The epidemic is so fierce outside. It''s better to have a pet in the head and bump at home than to come to the hospital.


    The hospital is now one of the most dangerous places, not one.


    Patients come to see a doctor with an attitude of returning to death.


    If it weren''t for the unbearable pain or the treatment of cancer patients and patients with cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, who would be willing to go out of the house.


    Wu Mian sees a doctor quickly and cleanly.


    In the morning, I had called No. 62 and looked at the local doctors around me.


    No. 63 is a middle-aged man.


    He looked a little nervous and looked back from time to time. Wu Mian looked at the patients all morning and learned about their mentality.


    It is no exaggeration to say that people are in danger.


    "Doctor." the man sat down and carefully moved the chair back 20cm to keep the distance from Wu Mian.


    "What''s wrong with you?" Wu Mian asked in Tianhe dialect.


    "I..." the man said, looking back vigilantly. "I heard that there are many symptoms of pneumonia, such as diarrhea."


    "Yes, but the specific symptoms are still being studied." Wu Mian said calmly.


    "I think I''m infected," said the middle-aged man.


    "Hmm? How did you get infected? Do you have any symptoms?" Wu Mian was a little strange.


    Temperature measurement is required in and out of the clinic. People with high body temperature can''t get in at all. Although Wu Mian is somewhat skeptical about whether the temperature gun is particularly accurate, the patient in front of him doesn''t look like a fever.


    "Doctor, I heard that a patient on the other side of Jinyintan healed and then turned black." the man whispered, "you see, I''m also black."


    He took off his gloves and showed Wu Mian his hand.


    "Moreover, I''m still very tired these two days." the man continued, "I don''t want to come to us, but I don''t have a fever and I can''t hang the number of Jinyintan."


    "It doesn''t look like it." Wu Mian carefully identified the color on the man''s hands and then asked, "have you had surgery or medication recently?"


    During the extraordinary period, Wu Mian abandoned a lot of medical knowledge. For example, the "routine" that can not induce questions has long been thrown out of the clouds by Wu Mian.


    "Yes." the man looked at Wu Mian suspiciously. "I diagnosed colon cancer two months ago and had an operation in Tongji. After the operation, I said..."


    The man is a little sad. He can''t remember the specific situation.


    "Electronic medical record, do you have it?"


    "Yes."


    "Give me a look," said Wu Mian.


    The man took out his mobile phone, identified the QR code, entered the app and found relevant information.


    Wu Mian disinfected his mobile phone before he picked it up and looked through it.


    Seven weeks ago, the patient underwent right hemicolectomy. Pathological examination showed moderately differentiated adenocarcinoma, and 2 of the 19 pericolonic lymph nodes were positive for metastasis.


    FOLFOX regimen (folic acid, fluorouracil and oxaliplatin) was given for chemotherapy.


    "Take off your shoes and I''ll have a look." Wu Mian said after reading all the data of the patient quickly.


    "Take off your shoes?!" the patient was surprised.


    "Well, I guess it''s pigmentation caused by chemotherapy," Wu miandao said. Generally speaking, when chemotherapy causes pigmentation, hands and feet are the most likely, mainly hands.


    "Doctor, I''m in chemotherapy, but I don''t have nausea and vomiting. I''m in good health!"


    "The side effects of chemotherapy are not just nausea and vomiting," Wu Mian replied.