Xiao Chen and Li Guocai had just arrived outside Yan Qing's tent and heard him crying. Xiao Chen couldn't believe that this was the young master Yan who looked very energetic at the branch of typhoid school that day?

Opening the curtain of the tent, Xiao Chen already saw Yan Qing lying there.

"Dr. Yan, Dr. Xiao is coming." Li Guocai said.

When seeing Xiao Chen coming, Yan Qingcai was a little embarrassed and stopped crying.

"What's going on? The battle hasn't been fought yet. Why are you panicking? " Xiao Chen looked at Yan Qing and asked.

He felt that Yan Qing really shouldn't have come. He was afraid of being like this. Aren't those ordinary patients more afraid?

However, in Yan Qing's opinion, he doesn't think so. Of course, Xiao Chen is not afraid because he hasn't been suspected of being infected with this plague?

And he already felt that he was infected. How could he not be afraid?

"Dr. Yan, let Dr. Xiao examine you!" Li Guocai said.

"I don't want him to check me. It's useless for anyone now!" Yan Qing seems to be in the same mood.

Xiao Chen doesn't understand. The other party looks almost thirty years old. Is he still as awkward as a child?

Isn't it just a joke to spread out?

"Old Li, let him die here. There are many poor people anyway." Xiao Chen doesn't care. Yan Qing doesn't want to see it, so he doesn't care.

Xiao Chen still went back to wash first, and then went to see the situation of those critically ill patients.

When seeing Xiao Chen leave, Li Guocai said, "Yan Qing, if your father didn't ask us to take care of you, I wouldn't care. Do you know the status of Dr. Xiao Chen now? He has a lot more to do. "

Yan Qing soon learned that Minister Han no longer trusted western medicine and doctors, and handed over the size of the isolation area to Xiao Chen.

Moreover, Xiao Chen prescribed prescriptions for patients in incubation period, chilly period and critical period respectively. Drinking them has different effects.

Now Yan Qing doesn't want Xiao Chen to treat him. Xiao Chen really doesn't care.

How did this happen?

Yan Qing can't believe it.

Although he knows that Xiao Chen's medical skills are very good, how much can he surpass him?

Unexpectedly, now Xiao Chen is actually in charge of large and small affairs in the isolation area.

Yan Qing now feels more and more uncomfortable. He is cold, hot, and his muscles are sore. He can't cough when he wants to cough. Moreover, he feels that his whole body is very soft and has no strength at all.

If you go on like this now, I'm afraid you'll really die.

"Hurry up, hurry up and find Xiao Chen to treat me." Yan Qing said.

"I don't want to die." Yan Qing said again.

Xiao Chen has just left. How can he pay attention to each other.

Li Guocai glanced at other old Chinese doctors around him. From Yan Qing's tent, it was impossible to watch each other die of the plague. He had to take Xiao Chen's prescription for those patients with incubation period and bring the medicine soup to Yan Qing.

Xiao Chen returned to the tent, washed first, and then woke Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan up.

Tang Bing didn't sleep well last night. He looks a little tired today.

Xiao Chen is a little worried about Tang Bing. After all, Tang Bing is just an ordinary person. If he doesn't have a good rest, he is easy to be invaded by those germs.

Mo Xiaowan went to bed early and looked much better in mental state.

"I want to sleep. Go and eat." Tang Bing said.

Xiao Chen is going to have breakfast and ask Mo Xiaowan to bring one back for her. When they go to the temporary canteen with Mo Xiaowan, many Chinese and Western doctors are here and greet Xiao Chen with respect.

"Xiaochen, why don't you see Xiaobing?" Asked Old Tang.

"Old Tang, sister Tang Bing didn't sleep well last night. She rested in the tent."

As for Xiao Chen's appointment last night, he was already in charge of the size of the isolation area. On this point, old Tang admired Xiao Chen very much.

"Also, last night, I found a 70-80-year-old grandmother fainting on the hillside. Fortunately, it was found by my sister Tang Bing and me."

Mr. Tang doesn't know about this. Many people don't know it.

No wonder Tang Bing didn't sleep well last night. It turned out to be like this.

"And Yan Qing just seemed to be crying because something was wrong." Xiao Chen said.

Yan Qing?

Is that boy infected with this plague?

Old Tang can't believe it.

"Wait a minute. I'll check on him." Old Tang said.

Xiao Chen and Mo Xiaowan had a simple breakfast there, and then asked Mo Xiaowan to make a lean meat porridge and go back to Tang Bing.

Xiao Chen sends Mo Xiaowan back to the tent. Xiao Chen goes to the isolation area during the critical period.

At this time, in the isolation area, there is a female nurse and a Western doctor taking care of the patients in each room.

In addition, there are old Chinese doctors recording patients' symptoms.

Seeing Xiao Chen coming, after the three greeted Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen looked at the attending doctor of Western medicine and asked, "director Zhou, what's the situation of the patient now?"

"The body temperature drops slightly, the blood pressure is high and low, and the heart rate is not very normal." Director Zhou introduced.

Xiao Chen smelled that the death was still obvious in the tent.

Although Xiao Chen has prescribed a life hanging prescription, which is enough to prolong their lives for at least one week, if there is no specific drug, it is possible because of the complications caused by the critical period and the continued decay of the body's internal organs.

Xiao Chen carefully examined a male patient, including pulse, tongue, eyes and nails. Of course, what others can't see, Xiao Chen can see clearly with perspective eyes.

He could see that the old man did have internal bleeding and heart failure.

This is caused by the critical period of the plague.

Now Minister Han trusts him, but Xiao Chen knows that if the situation is still not optimistic a week later, he is afraid that the other party will not trust traditional Chinese medicine and rely on Western medicine.

Therefore, in this week, Xiao Chen must treat these patients with the best drugs, and he can't let the patients die again.

According to the current situation of the patient, Xiao Chen wrote another prescription and asked the female nurse to take it quickly, take the medicine decoction and send it over again.

Xiao Chen examined other patients one by one. He found that the situation was similar. Xiao Chen always looked like that and showed no other signs.

This will reassure other old Chinese medicine practitioners and those patients.

After seeing these critically ill patients, Xiao Chen went to see the patients in the latent period. Compared with the patients in the critical period, Xiao Chen found that after his acupuncture treatment and medicine soup treatment, the effect was still very good. At least those Western doctors and female nurses who had a particularly serious cold period are much better now, and there is no such cold to bite their teeth.

Xiao Chen asked the female nurse to send silver needles and give acupuncture treatment to other patients in the cold period again.

Almost at lunch time, Xiao Chen was sweating all over. He was so tired that he even couldn't breathe.

When Xiao Chen went back to his tent, he saw that old Tang was there.

"How about old Tang?"