Over time, the epidemic is still invisible.
Whether it is flood fighting and rescue or several major earthquakes, the damage to the whole country is far from comparable to this epidemic.
In the past, millions or tens of millions of people were affected. This time, the country pressed the pause button to remain silent.
The streets of the provincial capital are cold and the sky is particularly blue, but there is a lot less human fireworks.
They strive to return to the normal life river and strive to continue to live for life.
Living is bigger than the sky.
It''s late at night.
The hostess appeared at the door, holding a broom and sweeping the debris and dust in front of the door into the dustpan bit by bit.
The small window near the inner wall opened a crack, the yellow light bulb in the kitchen was set up again, and another woman began to prepare food.
They have been busy all day and are tired to break up, but they have to continue to live.
Although Matthew arranged vehicles and the city''s catering association was also responsible for coordinating the reserves of various restaurants, things were still busy.
It is impossible to make a thing flawless without effort.
It''s hard to say.
They helped the canteen of the second hospital of Medical University survive the most difficult days. Instead of returning to the old store, they continued to coordinate and deliver food materials according to Matthew''s plan.
Matthew talked to them once. Because of the delay of the epidemic, the new year''s Eve dinner was reduced and a large number of ingredients were piled up. Some of them were broken. Their task is to pick out the bad ones, so as not to give them to patients, doctors and nurses to eat and break their stomachs.
The task is big or small.
There are a lot of red envelopes stuffed into them every day. They ask them to raise their hands and put one of them away.
Everyone''s life is hard.
But Zhang Ping and Nie Xuehua are honest and do it according to Matthew''s words. They dare not go beyond it.
No one can afford to eat the patient''s stomach.
Some restaurant owners will curse people and call them inhumane; Some will wipe their tears and prepare to earn more money during the new year, but who knows they will lose a lot.
Originally, store rent, ingredients, employees'' wages... When the mountains and the earth burst and boulders came, they were frightened, crying and helpless.
But there''s no way. It''s lucky to get rid of some good ingredients and make up for the loss.
"Sister, it''s time for dinner." Zhang Ping greets Nie Xuehua.
Nie Xuehua sighed. She wanted to lie in bed now. She felt that she could fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes, and the day would be bright when she opened her eyes again.
Sitting at a small table, a plate of cumin mutton and two bowls of rice.
The meat was prepared years ago by the old store of Cuan. Some of it was not fresh and did not dare to be sent to the hospital. It was painful to throw it away. I had to eat it myself.
"Fortunately, Wu Mian is righteous." Zhang Ping sat down and nagged. She felt frightened when she didn''t say anything at this time.
The streets outside are deserted like a nightmare.
"Not necessarily yet." Nie Xuehua picked up her chopsticks and sighed, "it''s not certain whether the big cakes painted by the horse yard are not necessarily."
"Certainly not, sister. You think too much." Zhang Ping said with a smile. "I was worried two days ago. You said we had supported this small shop for so many years and watched it fall. I felt bad."
The average life cycle of small hotels in China is 2-3 years. It''s not easy for an old restaurant to last 15 years.
The sisters'' young time is built in it.
"Eat and work tomorrow." Nie Xuehua is reluctant to say these things. She is more willing to do things in silence than the hot Zhang Ping.
"Sister, I''ll call Wu Mian later." Zhang Ping said while picking up the rice.
"Say what?"
"Ask if it''s true or false." Zhang Ping said, "if it weren''t for the big cake, you wouldn''t have to think about the future. The fifth hospital of Medical University is estimated to be like other hospitals. We can really retire after working for a few years. If not, we have to think about what to do to support ourselves after the epidemic has passed."
Nie Xuehua sighed.
The epidemic, like a pair of invisible hands, has changed the lives of countless people, including their peaceful little days.
She had no objection. Although she always felt that asking Wu Mian about it was like begging, she had to live on.
After dinner, Zhang Ping cleared the table and picked up her mobile phone.
The phone rang and was hung up.
Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then reacted that Wu Mian was busy.
But the idea turned and Chu Zhixi called.
"Landlady, hello." Chu Zhixi''s voice came.
"Xiao Xi, are you all right?" Zhang Ping asked.
"It''s OK. My brother is in consultation. What''s the matter with the landlady?"
"Although the oxygen level of these * * * * patients has been low enough to lose consciousness or even die, they don''t feel any discomfort." Wu Mian''s voice came from the phone, and Zhang Ping was stunned.
This is totally different from my understanding of hypoxia.
According to Zhang Ping, hypoxia is equivalent to drowning. It must be terrible, but why does Wu Mian say there is no discomfort at all?
This is unscientific!
"Landlady?" Chu Zhixi whispered again.
"Xiao Xi, is it convenient for you to have a consultation? I miss you." Zhang Ping said.
"It''s all right, I''ll video you." Chu Zhixi smiled and hung up the phone.
After connecting the video, Chu Zhixi pointed his mobile phone at Wu Mian and at himself, whispered, "landlady, wait a minute."
"It''s all right. I''ll just listen."
"Recently, there have been quite a lot of case reports in designated hospitals. Doctors and nurses look at patients who should be in a coma or" struggling "due to lack of oxygen in their body tissues, but they talk like normal people. But as soon as they turn around, people disappear."
"This means that the health of patients with new pneumonia is much worse than they realize."
"We know that when the oxygen saturation drops below 90%, patients may suffer from drowsiness, confusion or schizophrenia due to lack of oxygen in the brain. If the oxygen saturation is lower than 80%, it may cause damage to important organs of the human body."
"But at present, many symptoms induced by the new pneumonia virus are quite strange, including the lack of oxygen patients themselves. This is the curious and terrible part of this disease."
Wu Mian gushed.
Nie Xuehua comes over and listens to the consultation with Zhang Ping. The more they heard, the more frightened they were, and their hearts sounded like drums.
They are not engaged in medical treatment and do not understand the specific meaning of Wu Mian''s words. But when they heard Wu Mian''s description, they both knew that the new pneumonia was far more terrible than they thought.
"Take today''s patients for example. In the shelter hospital, his blood oxygen saturation suddenly dropped to 30%. I''ve never seen this number in ordinary patients. When the nurse called me, she was still adjusting the machine for testing blood oxygen saturation and thought it was a machine failure."
"Unfortunately, it''s not. Fortunately, the shelter hospital is close to the gold and silver pool. The patient immediately transferred to the gold and silver pool, which prevented sudden death."
Zhang Ping looked at Wu Mian and stared intently at the screen. She didn''t know who was sitting on the other side of the video.
Wu Mian was thin and not as good-looking as before. His face was full of Le marks, as if years had carved deep and indelible marks on his face with the pig killing knife.
But his eyes are still bright, like hawks and falcons, and he can''t see any fatigue.
"Three years ago, a report called this situation happy hypoxia, but the doctor didn''t introduce it in detail and didn''t encounter many cases, so I didn''t pass. I suggested him to contribute to New England. Now, it''s very likely that it is happy hypoxia."
"Wu Mian, be simple and talk directly about pathophysiology." a voice came in a low voice.
"I speculate that for some patients with new pneumonia, the progress of lung disease may not be obvious, because when they focus on fighting fever, diarrhea and other symptoms, the body begins to make up for hypoxia by speeding up breathing.
Imagine that the patient has a glass full of air, and now the glass is half full. What will the patient do? Because he loses half, he will fill it twice as fast.
Similar to hypoxia at high altitude, patients are used to it.
Therefore, I insist that early monitoring of blood oxygen saturation is an effective method. The shelter hospital does not have enough machines to monitor blood oxygen saturation, so I apply for allocation. In addition, the newly-built shelter hospital also recommends a large number of monitoring of blood oxygen saturation. "
In the video, another person starts to talk. Wu Mian listens quietly, while Zhang Ping and Nie Xuehua watch silently.
It turned out that the expert group consultation was like this.
As time passed, about an hour later, when the video ended, Wu Mian turned to see the two landlords.
"How can I have time today?" Wu Mian asked with a smile.
"Wu Mian, are you an expert group consultation?"
"It''s not a consultation, but to raise opinions and find loopholes." Wu Mian stroked the Er Le mark on his face with his hand. "The situation is still serious. It''s possible that more people can survive by blocking a loophole."
Zhang Ping was dumb. She suddenly felt that she couldn''t say what she wanted to say.
"Landlady, you''ve all lost weight," said Wu Mian with a smile. "I''m tired recently."
"Yes." Nie Xuehua nodded.
"The horse yard told me his plan, but I don''t think so," Wu Mian said.
A glimmer of disappointment flashed through Zhang Ping''s heart.
"It''s all right. It''s all small things." Nie Xuehua said, "Wu Mian, you''re busy. Pay attention to your body."
"I haven''t finished yet." Wu Mian smiled. "There are too many people in the canteen of the fifth hospital. Cooking is too tired and doesn''t make money. It''s meaningless."
“……”
The two landlords were stunned. Looking at Wu Mian in the video, they couldn''t say a word.
"Time is pressing. I have to study the specific details of happy hypoxia and just make one suggestion. I suggest that after the epidemic is over, if you like, you can go to the special needs ward at the foot of laogua mountain. It''s easier. Some patients will bring their own chefs..."
Wu Mian finished his opinion and smiled at the two landlords. "I haven''t seen you for a long time. I''m greedy for our string."
"When you come back," Zhang Ping said.
"Well, soon... Soon..." Wu Mian looked a little straight and murmured.
"Wu Mian, is it really fast?"
"Hope."
"..." Zhang Ping sighed.
"How about the other side of the house?"
Zhang Ping and Nie Xuehua described the situation at home. Wu Mian listened quietly.
Suddenly, the bell rang in the video, Wu Mian connected, and a person''s voice came, "Wu Mian, I still think the new pneumonia virus does not cause respiratory failure and death by damaging the lungs, but by damaging the brain stem!"
"Wu Mian, that''s it. Let''s hang up." Zhang Ping raised her hand, said hello and hung up the video.
After cutting off the signal, Zhang Ping and Nie Xuehua were in a trance.
Are scientists so unreliable?
Happy hypoxia can also be understood. In the northeast, there were many wine masks who drank too much and froze to death after sleeping outside all night. When he died, he took off his clothes and smiled.
Is it related to the lack of oxygen mentioned by Wu Mian that people who are frozen to death feel hot?
That''s understandable, but this new pneumonia virus has an image on the brain? Wu Mian''s brain is all right.
"Forget it, I don''t want to." Nie Xuehua first "woke up", and she smiled.
"Elder sister, do you think Wu Mian is reliable?"
"There are many rich people, I''m afraid we can''t." Nie Xuehua hesitated.
The special needs ward is a good place. Both of them know it. Wu Mian didn''t forget himself, and his heart was warm.
After a long discussion, they were exposed to dew. Finally, Nie Xuehua decided to wait for Wu Mian to come back and discuss it.
Wash, sleep and get up early tomorrow.
The night was getting deeper and deeper. The provincial capital under the cover of night remained silent and struggled. Like other cities and villages, they are waiting for spring flowers to bloom in hardship.