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Chapter 756

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Professor Huang received the call and did not pay attention at first. When the matron of the operating theater reminded him that this was Doctor Zheng's opinion, he immediately perked up.

A matter was reported level by level. No one would take it lightly.

The hyperbaric oxygen chamber itself was a scarce resource. It was not like the dialysis machine, which could be deployed throughout the country.

Even the frontline headquarters would have a headache over this kind of thing.

At 3: 55 am, the frontline headquarters received a call. The staff officer recorded it and handed the information to the professionals in charge of medical treatment.

Department Chief Kong's eyes were red. He looked at all kinds of data and was thinking of a solution when he received the latest news.

Thousands of kidney physicians rushed over from all over the country. Countless machines were transported over. They had to make reasonable arrangements and try not to waste resources. This was already a headache for the staff officers and the relevant doctors.

Department Chief Kong's eyes were a little blurry. He looked at the information that the staff officer brought over and was stunned.

"Hyperbaric oxygen chamber?" Department Chief Kong pondered.

"I don't think there are that many patients with head injuries. What did they say they wanted hyperbaric oxygen chambers for?" another old chief of the military medical university on duty asked.

Ever since he came to the frontline, Department Chief Kong had been busy in the frontline headquarters.

There were thousands of pieces of information coming from the front. When it came to medical treatment, there had to be professionals in charge of judging the priority and then transferring all kinds of information.

At the beginning, Department Chief Kong was on the verge of collapse.

There were countless isolated islands at the frontline. The large army could not enter for the time being. Light teams went in. Because they did not carry enough medical supplies, there were calls for help everywhere.

Even if they used strategic reserves, it would be useless if they could not transport them in.

Among the countless pieces of information, Department Chief Kong found the situation report from Nanchuan Town.

He wanted to intervene in medical supplies … Department Chief Kong was especially helpless against such a request. There was no need to guess. Seeing this request, he knew who was in Nanchuan Town.

How did this kid keep up? He was not an active soldier.

However, this was a detail. Department Chief Kong did not want to delve into it.

Another piece of information made Department Chief Kong very concerned. A large number of dialysis machines and kidney physicians were needed.

After discussing with the relevant doctors, they believed that there might be a large number of patients with ground contusions in the disaster area. There would be an explosive increase in the number of patients with acute kidney failure caused by crush syndrome. If they did not make preparations early, they would definitely be helpless in the near future and might even cause a large number of casualties.

This reminder was very timely.

Therefore, the thing that Zheng Ren was most worried about was quickly approved by the frontline authorities. They began to transfer the relevant doctors from all over the country.

That kid … Department Chief Kong looked at the location of Nanchuan Town marked on the map and felt a little helpless.

After a few days of work, Department Chief Kong had almost forgotten about Zheng Ren. A huge amount of information required professional opinions, and there weren't many people who could provide professional opinions.

Department Director Kong's workload was no less than that of the doctors who performed surgeries at the frontline.

"Little Wu, ask Chengdu Provincial Hospital who suggested it." Chief Kong looked at the report that a large number of amputees needed hyperbaric oxygen chambers and felt a little helpless. But a figure immediately appeared in his mind. He called out to the staff officer on duty.

"Okay!" Staff Officer Wu answered and immediately contacted Qin Haodong.

Soon, he said, "Chief Kong, it was Dr. Zheng Ren, who was among the first batch of support from your hospital."

It was indeed him.

Department Chief Kong smiled bitterly. This was really a difficult problem.

"The hyperbaric oxygen chamber is indeed very useful for the recovery of amputees. However, there are few resources and the number of injured people that need to be accommodated is too large. The machine definitely won't be able to keep up, "said an old professor from the Military Medical University next to him. He adjusted his glasses and said.

"We can only give priority to some of the amputees after the surgery and send them to hospitals in Hunan, Hubei, Shaanxi, and other places for treatment." Department Chief Kong saw that he did not object, so he began to devote himself to the process of studying the plan.

This involved a large number of personnel, and it was not something that could be solved with a single order.

The injuries of the injured would be classified and the hyperbaric oxygen chambers in Chengdu and the surrounding cities and counties would be effectively used. Then, the relevant injured would be transported out of the province step by step.

As for how the entire process should be optimized, there were professionals who provided professional methods.

The plan was huge. When Department Chief Kong gave his opinion, staff officers began to join in and design the most reasonable route according to the various data reported.

Zheng Ren was really good at messing around. However, as a frontline combatant, his opinion was the closest to reality and the most pertinent, Department Chief Kong thought to himself.

It was still good to be young and full of vitality. However, he believed that this guy was also exhausted. He did not know how long it had been since he had a good sleep.

Department Chief Kong looked at the form on the computer. Next, the support and rotation of doctors would be in place very soon. At that time, the first batch of doctors who entered Sichuan would be able to return to their original units to rest.

Not only the doctors, but the first batch of troops and firefighters were also in urgent need of rest.

This was a difficult battle. These commanders, doctors, and volunteers used their flesh and blood to forge a steel wall, blocking the spread of the natural disaster and minimizing the losses.

At the same time, they suffered casualties and exhausted their energy. If they continued to hold on at the frontline, the number of casualties would increase exponentially.

The night passed just like that. As the interval between aftershocks gradually lengthened, the various troops advanced to the frontline. Large machinery dug through the road, and everything became orderly.

The arrival of the follow-up troops also gave the frontline teams a chance to catch their breath.

Countless injured people were transported down. The search and rescue work and follow-up work continued.

Department Chief Kong set a time on his phone after dawn. In a daze, he found a place to sleep.

Today was the seventh day since the earthquake.

In the afternoon, the whole country observed three minutes of silence. Department Chief Kong remembered that he had set a time for fear that he would miss the memorial.

At 14 o 'clock, Department Chief Kong was woken up by the alarm.

He was dressed in black and stood solemnly in front of the finger. His head was slightly lowered, and he mourned in silence.

At this moment.

All over the country, countless squares were filled with people.

No one spoke, and no one sobbed. Everyone was silent. They quietly lowered their heads and mourned their dead compatriots.

There was only time.

It was like the sound of an alarm.

It was like a surging river.

It surged forward and surged forward. It made a loud sound in everyone's hearts and refused to dissipate for a long time.

Many years later, in people's hearts, they could still hear the surging voice from back then.

It was like mourning.

When a search engine company sorted out and analyzed the traffic data of the search engine according to the usual practice, a curve that they had never seen before appeared in front of them.

A huge trough appeared on the statistics without warning.

A great nation, bowing its head in great grief. And when she wiped away her tears, her head was raised even higher. (Note 1)

Note 1: Fang Kun, an engineer at Google, described the famous curve at that time.

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The head was raised even higher.

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