Sleepless Doctor

The latest website: Provincial Capital, Second Hospital of Medical University.

As the supplies became more abundant, although the situation did not seem to have changed, Matthew De could feel the changes in the still water.

He strictly guarded the fever clinic, fever ward, emergency department, and second affiliated hospital. The entire hospital was running a little jerky, but it was still running after all.

During the epidemic, there were a lot less patients going to see a doctor. There was a lot of trouble across the country, and everyone was afraid. Coupled with the strict control of the neighborhood committee, they would not go out unless they went out.

The number of patients is much smaller, so the second hospital barely operates.

Under the leadership of the second hospital, other hospitals also started accepting patients following the same process, further reducing the pressure.

It's just that these days, Matthews are really troubled because they don't dismantle their armour or their horses.

Coupled with the troubles of some old problems, his whole person was hollowed out.

The phone rang.

"Xue Yuan, how are you in the headquarters?" Matthew answered the phone and asked.

"Fortunately, I gradually got on the right track." Xue Chunhe was also very tired, with a hoarse throat and some difficulty in speaking.

"My side is also fine."

"As we begin to prepare for the resumption of work and production, it is estimated that there will be a wave of peaks." Xue Chunhe warned, "I communicate with doctors in Magic City and Tiannan every day, and I am ready to copy the experience of that side."

"I think it's okay." Matthew sighed and smiled bitterly, "Xue Yuan, I used to think that the investment in Shanhaiguan was a bit too much, but the mule was pulled out by a horse to know the difference in management level. Talents, you can all run. Going to the south."

"It looks like you are not tired yet." Xue Chunhe smiled, "There is still time to think about these useless things."

"Xue Yuan, think about it and treat it as decompression. The clinical pressure is too great, and everyone feels it is carrying the virus. When I first took over the second hospital, a female doctor in the fever clinic cried and said that she was infected. Nucleic acid didn't work. I checked it three times."

"Zhao Haixiao?"

Xue Chunhe knew this, and Zhao Haixiao was a tricky figure in the hospital.

This business ability is not good, but Sapo Dangwan is a master of first-class. It seems reasonable to do nucleic acid three times.

"Yeah." Matthew De sighed and said, "No way, I can only change the fever clinic all over, and adjust the backbone of the respiratory department. The pressure is too much, I don't think about other things, I am afraid I Can't hold it."

"take care."

"It's okay, now there is something wrong with the lumbar disc, and I have to walk on crutches." Matthew De said, "but the problem is not big. The past few days are busy and there is no time to eat. The clinical habits are gradually getting over."

"That's good. I call you mainly to tell you one thing, the reporter from the daily newspaper is going to interview you."

"Interview? Forget it, I'm so embarrassed, I don't have time."

"Necessary publicity is very important. You can't think about it in the Mayuan."

Matthew scratched his head, he really didn't want to be interviewed. There is no way to go up, even if he holds the "military merit" in the fight against the epidemic, it is estimated that he will not be able to promote himself as a dean.

This time the top line, it can be regarded as loyal to serve the country. He thought about his own way of retreat, and then hugged Teacher Wu's thighs and messed around with him. He was leisurely and earning more. Isn't he better than others?

Moreover, the current position of the dean is not a good place. Before the epidemic, many deans have been found out and dismissed. It is said that the hospitals on the Imperial Capital side are supported by retired old deans. No one wants to be. The Dean’s "weird" situation occurred.

If that's the case, why are you still interviewing? I can work honestly.

However, under Xue Chunhe's compulsion, Matthew still accepted the interview. This is a need for propaganda, just to inform Matthew, not to solicit his opinions.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, he was interviewed at the Medical Dispute Office of the Medical Office, and Matthew De was walking around the hospital again with crutches.

After more than 30,000 steps a day, he still walked out on crutches, and Matthew De felt that he had reached the limit. I really don't want to be interviewed, is there still someone reading the local newspaper?

No use of fart, a waste of time.

I thought so in my heart, but when it was time to accept the interview, Matthew De still leaned on crutches and hobbled to the agreed place.

"Mayuan, what are you..." the reporter asked in a little surprised looking at Matthew's embarrassed appearance.

"I committed a protruding disc, so I can't walk without crutches." Matthew Dee smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's all right, Ma Yuan." The reporter said quickly, "You sit and say?"

"Can't sit down, just stand."

The reporter looked up and down at Matthew De, his hair is unkempt, a little long, with white hair, and there are indentations from the goggles on his face.

The whole person looked embarrassed, where he looked like the director of a large tertiary hospital in the provincial capital, but he looked like an old man in the countryside at the end of his life.

"Ma Yuan, knowing that you are busy, do not waste your time, shall we start now?"

"good."

The camera adjusted its angle and pointed it at Matthew De, the reporter handed the microphone over and asked, "Mayuan, in response to the epidemic, what deployment work has our provincial capital done?"

Matthew De, leaning on abduction, began to talk to reporters about work.

After all these days, Matthew also knows what can and cannot be said.

As the former head of the medical department, Matthew De's eloquence was excellent, and it was no problem to talk nonsense with his eyes closed. He spoke for five or six minutes before he stopped.

"Ma Yuan, I didn't expect that the work here is really hard." The reporter said with emotion.

"Much worse than the front line." Matthew De tilted his head, looking in the direction of Xiangyang.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the waist, and the right leg seemed to be electrocuted without a trace of strength, and the whole person swayed to the right.

Matthew De quickly steadied his crutches. But this time, the neurological symptoms of herniated disc came so quickly that Matthew De fell to the ground with a crooked crutch.

"Ma Yuan!" Han Guangyun was recording a video on ~www.wuxiaspot.com with a mobile phone in his hand, and suddenly saw Matthew fall down, so he rushed up.

The reporter was also taken aback.

"I'm sorry." Matthew De was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall. The muscles on his face twitched and twitched because of the pain, but he apologized for the first time, "I can't hold it anymore, take a break."

"Shall I help you go to bed?"

"No need." Matthew Dee knew his problem, the pain in his leg was getting heavier and he was definitely unable to support himself to walk, so he simply lay on the ground.

The legs are as if they are electrified. No matter what the posture is, they are particularly uncomfortable. Matthew De looks at the familiar wall, and suddenly such a thought arises in his heart-I have been the director of the medical department for many years, and it seems that he has never observed this from this angle. A familiar room.

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Note: I fell ill during the interview. He was an old dean I knew well. I looked a lot haggard in the video...