In the middle of summer that year, Xiao Xi sat against the bedside of the ward, the striped hospital gown hanging empty on his body, and his thin body lined his head very large.
The 1.65-meter tall man weighs only 30 kilograms, and his ribs are tightly wrapped in skin, and the roots are clearly visible, like a skeleton. His hair is very long, the front covers his eyes, he can't see clearly, and the hair in the back is even more supported, like Sun Wukong in "Dragon Ball".
My colleague introduced me to me and said that I was the doctor in charge of the ward, Xiao xi did not move, did not say a word, I just vaguely felt his eyes through the gap in the hair to me a quick glance.
I took Xiao Xi's medical records and opened them, and the whole person was stunned. At that time, I was not thinking about how he should live, but how he was still alive! Because his cause is almost unsolvable.
They went to several hospitals to seek medical treatment, but none of them diagnosed the cause of the disease, and Xiaoxi could only rely on taking a large number of anti-tuberculosis drugs and even hormones to slow down the disease.
In the past year, he has experienced several thin, almost 20-year-old youths, at first glance look like a teenager with rickets, and in the past month, he has begun to have a high fever, which is obviously not a good sign.
When I saw Xiaoxi's lung CT film, I was completely desperate: his left and right lobes were covered with small nodules, and these lesions were bit by bit gnawing at his lungs, tearing out dense holes. The left lung, in particular, was almost hollowed out by a third, like a bloody mouth, smiling at me.
I only glanced at it and remembered the water ants huddled together after the rainstorm in the south, and the floor was covered with water ants.
What exactly is this disease?
Respiratory related diseases, the lungs must have some problems, most of the diseases I know the cause, even if I do not understand for the time being, as long as the condition is relatively mild, you can also slowly check. The terrible thing about Xiaoxi's illness is that it is rapidly deteriorating, but we can't find out the cause.
I can only use the word "evil" to describe his illness.
I stood awkwardly in front of the hospital bed, like a criminal police officer facing a tragic crime scene, but did not know who the murderer was, and even vaguely felt that the murderer was nearby, but did not know how to pursue the murderer. I really had no clue, so I could only pick up the notebook I carried with me and draw a five-pointed star in front of Xiao Xi's name.
I hope this unclear illness does not become my new nightmare.
Because the condition is too tricky, I plan to talk to Xiaoxi's parents first.
In the quiet room, only Xiao Xi's family of three, no one spoke. It was already past dinner time, and there was a one-person dinner on the small table, very hearty, but it was hardly moved, and it looked cold. Xiao Xi leaned on the head of the bed, and her parents sat on a stool at the end of the bed, and when they saw me come in, they hurriedly stood up.
Xiao Xi didn't say a word, and didn't even look at me. I decided to scare him: "If you don't eat, you'll have to put down the stomach tube, insert it from your nose, all the way to your stomach, and fill it with nutrient solution every day." ”
The mother whispered in pain, "Baby always says that her throat hurts and she can't eat." ”
As soon as I heard it, I felt that something was wrong, and I quickly opened the flashlight of the mobile phone to probe Xiao Xi's throat, and even if there was no tongue pressure board, I could see that his throat had rotted to the point of blurring flesh and blood. Germs first nibbled at the lungs and now corroded the throat.
"Does it hurt?" I asked. He nodded and failed to speak.
I beckoned Xiaoxi's parents to the office, saying that the situation was very unoptimistic and asking them to prepare for the worst. Xiao Xi's mother had already begun to shed tears: "The child is still so young, please save him!" By contrast, my father seemed calm, apparently more than one doctor had spoken to him before this. He said fees were not an issue and could be borrowed even if they were not enough, and accurately posed the key question: "What can we do?" ”
I told them that at present, what parents can do is to let Xiaoxi eat first, and if it is not possible, she must drink nutritional powder, and the rest is left to the doctor to be responsible.
In fact, the situation on the doctor's side is not optimistic. The outer hospital gave Xiao Xi all the tests he could do, the biggest suspect was tuberculosis, and the five drugs that Xiao Xi was taking were all anti-tuberculosis drugs, but his condition still did not improve.
If it is not symptomatic, the medicine becomes poison. The side effects of anti-tuberculosis drugs are very large, especially affecting appetite, coupled with throat ulceration, so Xiaoxi has now become a problem eating. Helplessly, I have no clue on my side, no matter how I look through the medical records, I can't find a clue, it seems that I have to find someone to help.
I took his visually striking CT film and showed it to my colleagues in the same department and asked them to give them some opinions. As a result, everyone saw the two gnawed lung lobes on the CT film, and all of them inhaled a cool breath. There were still people in the doctor group sharing uncommon CT to discuss the condition, but when Xiaoxi's CT came out, everyone was silent.
There was no hope of asking for help, so I had to expand my circle of help and set my sights on places outside the department, when I remembered a "special department" in the hospital, the laboratory department.
As a respiratory doctor, the laboratory department is the department I deal with most often, and there is a "microbiome" that specializes in germs, and a report sheet of the doctors in this group often gives patients hope of survival.
The laboratory microbiome is the official full name, and we ourselves call it the "bacterial chamber". If the germ is likened to a criminal who kills a person, and the doctor is likened to a criminal policeman chasing a murderer, then the doctor in the bacteria room is like a portrait painter who outlines the physical characteristics of the suspect: according to the clues of the disease, "depict" the true face of the deadly germ.
But I knew that finding the laboratory was only the first step, and it was difficult to say whether I could get in touch with one of the doctors who might be able to pull Xiaoxi back from the brink of death.
As early as the year I joined the company, there was a saying in the hospital: "The bacteria room is looking for Wang Peng." "The doctor I wanted to find was None other than Teacher Wang Peng. She is neither the head of the department nor a big-name professor, just an ordinary technician in charge of the bacteriological room, but in this hospital full of masters, she has her own title - "microbial detective".
In the past, I had only heard about Teacher Wang Peng's deeds in various legends, and in addition to that, her name often appeared on bundles of test reports. This time, I just extracted alveolar lavage solution from Xiao Xi's body, so I hurriedly sent someone to the laboratory department and asked them to hand it over to Teacher Wang Peng.
I wanted to ask for advice in person, but I was too busy that day, and by the time I remembered it, it was already past the end of the day. I was going to leave, but on second thought, or was I holding on to a bit of luck, in case there was anyone else?
I went to the outpatient building, took the emergency elevator up to the seventh floor, and walked to the innermost room. The laboratory was set up in an unnoticed remote corner, and the doorway was dim, except for the lights in the distance inside the house. I was pleasantly surprised to find that there was no locked door here.
I knocked on the glass door, and under the light, a round face, white skin, and a very kind female teacher raised her head. Luckily, I recognized her as Teacher Wang Peng, so I quickly greeted her to explain my intentions.
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Teacher Wang put down the microscope and got up to hold a large box of slides, which were Xiao Xi's specimen smears. She looked up at me, her eyes shining with excitement, and the first thing she said was, "This patient, very interesting." ”
She suspected that Xiaoxi had a very rare infection, but she was not completely sure yet, and needed to ask me some questions about Xiaoxi, and I nodded vigorously.
"Does the boy have AIDS?"
"Nothing."
"Are you sure?" This is important. ”
I said with great certainty: "I am very sure that I have checked it as soon as I am admitted to the hospital, unless it is in the window period, it will definitely be detected." Just in case, I could give him a review. ”
Teacher Wang then asked a lot of questions, such as where the patient lives, how are the usual work and living habits, whether the immune function is normal or not, whether the skin is broken, and so on.
I was satisfied that I could answer the question fluently, but the next question suddenly blinded me: "Has the patient ever eaten a bamboo rat?" ”
I didn't even know what a bamboo rat was, and I couldn't figure out what the relationship between eating bamboo rats and infection was, but Teacher Wang Peng told me that I had to figure this out.
I said that I would confirm it immediately when I went back, and thinking of Xiaoxi's urgent situation now, I decided to "sell misery" to Teacher Wang. I said, "This guy is too young, too sick, and he's on the verge of being overwhelmed by the side effects of the drug and needs to come to a conclusion as soon as possible." ”
Teacher Wang gave me a reassuring smile: "Rest assured, soon." ”
On the way back, I couldn't help but think about what special source of infection AIDS and eating bamboo rats would be.
The next day, after checking the room, I brought the results to Teacher Wang Peng: although Xiaoxi worked in a province known for "daring to eat", she had never eaten bamboo rats. Teacher Wang said that he wanted to consult the literature and do a costly second-generation sequencing. I grasped the point in this sentence and asked when the inspection department also carried out second-generation sequencing, and Teacher Wang said that he did not: "I am ready to use my own scientific research funds to do it, you go back and wait for the news." ”
I was suddenly a little embarrassed, the doctors in the laboratory department are probably the most unnoticed group of people in the hospital, the funds are limited, and Teacher Wang is not a big-name expert, and the funds should not be generous, this time even took out a part to give Xiao Xi extra tests, I was very unhappy. But Xiao Xi's deteriorating situation also made me uneasy, if he didn't get the test results again, he was afraid that he really couldn't hold back.
Later, I knew that Teacher Wang had already speculated about Xiao Xi's illness, but the results of her conjecture were too rare to draw conclusions at the first time, until I came to the laboratory department for the third time, and Teacher Wang finally handed over some bottoms: "If it is that kind of disease, among patients without AIDS, Xiao Xi is the ninth patient, and the previous eight are almost all diagnosed by me." ”
She explained the previous case to me in detail, but the more I listened, the more creepy I became. Of the eight people she had diagnosed, as many as five had their bones gnawed, two had "long hairs" on their skin, and the worst one had even begun to "mold" in his brain.
Surrounded by microscopes, slides, and materials, Teacher Wang, with a look of obsession when exploring mysteries, snapped his fingers and read out the names of the eight people one by one, and instructed me: "Write down these names, you can check the medical records." ”
Later, I retrieved the file and saw the profile of a girl named "Yo-Yo". She and Xiaoxi are in the most similar situation, equally young, and equally struggling with the fate of being constantly devoured.
After reading the yo-yo information, I was completely awake, and this mysterious illness was far more terrifying than I thought.
Although it has been eight years, just by relying on the written materials preserved in the case room, I can imagine the brutal battle that happened to Yo-Yo many years ago.
At that time, this strange little girl in a strange condition alarmed the top power of the entire hospital. She has been hospitalized seven times in total, and on several occasions she has enjoyed the care and consultation of the top experts in the hospital, and no one is not curious about her illness.
Like Xiaoxi, Yu you and Xiaoxi began to have fever at the age of 19, originally thought it was not a serious illness, but unexpectedly it was serious, and finally had to give up work and return to their hometown. Her parents took her everywhere for medical treatment, and when she came to our hospital five years later, she still had no diagnosis and only suspected tuberculosis.
Her illness is similar to that of Xiaoxi: fever, lungs torn out of holes. But she was more unfortunate than Xiaoxi, and the lesions also gnawed at her skin, as well as many bones throughout her body. In five years, she used a lot of anti-tuberculosis drugs and hormones, but she could not stop the pace of the disease. With the last glimmer of hope, Yu You, who had lost more than 30 pounds, was admitted to the general internal medicine department of our hospital eight years earlier than Xiao Xi.
The diagnosis and treatment process was extremely difficult, and the doctor took samples of her lungs, skin, lymph nodes, and even a bone in the lumbar spine, but still did not diagnose the results. In the end, we can only arrange the "Internal Medicine Rounds" - a collective consultation of experts in the whole hospital.
It's a long tradition in our hospitals, where experts from each department come together to offer advice whenever needed. During the six months that each attending physician manages the ward, there is only one chance for a major internal medicine round, as this opportunity is so precious that it is usually reserved for the most intractable patients.
Yo-Yo enjoys this top-notch treatment. Experts in general internal medicine, radiology, infectious diseases, respiratory, orthopedics, hematology, dermatology, pathology, and immunology gathered and discussed for a long time, but in the end there was still no clear conclusion. Because Yo-Yo had taken anti-tuberculosis drugs for more than two years before, it had a certain effect, and most experts finally agreed: tuberculosis is not an exception.
There is a joke about tuberculosis: professors are discussing a difficult case at the conference, someone is secretly dozing off in the corner, and when they are suddenly called up to speak, even if they don't know anything about the disease, as long as they calmly say "tuberculosis cannot be excluded", no expert dares to refute it - tuberculosis is difficult to find, and it is even more difficult to be excluded.
Came to the best hospital in the country, but still did not get a clear diagnosis, Yo-Yo and his parents were very depressed, and could only start anti-tuberculosis treatment again, but this time it was better than ever, no fever, the hole in the lungs was also reduced, and Yo-Yo was happily discharged.
However, the good times did not last long, and in less than a year, the disease returned in a more severe way. Not only did Yo-Yo start to get hot again, but a lump grew on his lower back and became more and more bulging. When she returned to the hospital again, the lump had grown to the size of half a palm, and it was still fluctuating to the touch, as if something terrible was rushing to gush out of the skin.
However, the pus drawn from the bulge left everyone confused: is this much pus really a tuberculosis bacteria? Or are there other, more terrible germs? Moreover, through examination, it was found that Yoyo not only had pus swollen on the back of his waist, but also accumulated pus on his hips and even next to his spine.
The attending doctor of the management ward is more and more confused, there are so many pus all over the body, and the experts of the whole hospital are used to verify, how can they not find the germs?
There is one more figure among the experts who came to help this time, that is, Wang Peng of the microbiome of the laboratory department. She re-examined all the specimens from Yo-Yo a year ago, and indeed did not find any germs, but she firmly believed that the girl was indeed infected with some kind of "cunning" germ, but because this germ was too rare, there was no clue.
Teacher Wang believes that in the past, after sampling, it was necessary to rely on the field to send to the laboratory department, and after sorting out a batch of specimens, and then inoculate them into the culture medium, in this complex process of one link after another, some germs may die in advance, resulting in undetectability.
So that day she personally came to the bedside, sampled the large pustules on Yo-Yo's skin, and immediately inoculated it, without giving the enemy any chance to breathe, so that the probability of finding germs would be much higher.
Fortunately, this time the germ did not escape. They have been raging in Yo-Yo's bodies for six years, and now they are finally imprisoned in a Petri dish. The mysterious veil of the germ has been lifted, and Teacher Wang discovers that it is a rare fungus, Talaromyces marneffei.
Probably everyone is familiar with fungi. The mold in the corners of the walls during the rainy season and the green hairs that grow after the meals are rotten are common fungi in life. But it is precisely because it is so close to our lives that when it appears in the body, it will appear extremely terrifying.
Malnifi blue bacteria is very special, and most of the infected people are AIDS patients with extremely poor self-resistance. It is usually hidden in the soil, and there are bamboo rats, waiting for the opportunity to enter the human body, and then spread in the flesh and blood, gradually eroding the whole body, skin, internal organs, brain, bone marrow, may become its food.
During the second internal medicine round, the attending doctor left a precious opportunity for Youyou. This time, Teacher Wang Peng also participated, and there were many disputes at that time, but she always firmly believed that Yu You's condition was inseparable from Marnifi blue bacteria.
After much deliberation, the experts developed the quickest, safest and most effective life-saving plan for Yo-Yo: the orthopedic surgeon performed surgical debridement, first eliminating the enemy visible to the naked eye, and then reducing the dose of anti-tuberculosis drugs, mainly using antifungal drugs.
Teacher Wang Peng also specifically told clinicians: "This fungus is too cunning, and its biggest magic weapon is that it will 'deform'." ”
In the human body, when the temperature is 37 degrees Celsius, it is round or oval; in the indoor temperature of 25 degrees Celsius, its body will slowly extend its tentacles and become a hairy mycelium shape. Therefore, it is difficult for inexperienced laboratory doctors to see its true face.
The fungus carries a characteristic rosin pigment that can stain the medium or colonies red, so when you get close to the microscope, you'll see that the samples are full of "roses."
The scariest thing about these "roses" is that they can easily be misdiagnosed as tuberculosis bacteria. Tbsis bacteria are difficult to detect, and doctors often think that this is the end of the diagnosis, but they do not expect that this is just a shield for "roses". By the time the truth of the lateness finally comes, the patient may have been eaten to death.
Fortunately, after timely treatment, Yo-Yo has improved, and this arduous effort has also provided valuable experience for later diagnosis and treatment.
I was almost stunned when I heard all the difficulties and obstacles of that year. And what I want to know most is how effective the treatment of those eight patients is, so I can speculate whether Xiaoxi is still saved. Teacher Wang reported me a tragic data: five patients survived and three patients died. This is already a very high fatality rate in infectious diseases.
And which kind of Xiaoxi will be? Can he be the sixth survivor?
Teacher Wang really didn't make me wait long, and the report sheets flew to the ward like snowflakes. The results of the report showed that the swabs extracted from Xiaoxi's throat ulcer, the sputum coughed up, the secretions sucked out of the lungs by the tracheoscope, the lymph node tissue, lung tissue and even the bone marrow fluid were full of Marnifi blue bacteria, figuratively speaking, Xiaoxi's throat, lungs, lymph nodes, and bone marrow were all full of "roses".
A great sense of despair wrapped me tightly. This proves that Xiao Xi's treatment direction has always been wrong, anti-tuberculosis, anti-bacterial, hormone therapy, various treatment methods have been tried, but only antifungal drugs have not been used, and now it is the fungus that is rampantly devouring his flesh and blood - Malnifi blue bacteria. Xiao Xi, who was eaten to a weight of only more than 60 pounds, had a very slim chance of surviving.
I can only console myself like this: at least The Divine Detective Wang Teacher helped us find the cause of the disease. Maybe it's too late to brake the car and turn around to fight the fungus.
I plan to thank Teacher Wang in person, although the situation is grim, after all, she gave Xiaoxi the hope of "life". That day I came to the laboratory department again with the pile of report sheets, and Teacher Wang deliberately found a microscope that could be connected to the external computer display, and while replacing the slides one by one, pointed them out to me: "Here, here, and here, all are bacteria, and there are bacteria on each slide." ”
I may never forget those pictures in my life. The visual impact of looking through a microscope at an enemy in the mountains can create a feeling of suffocation as if one were choked in the throat, an effect that can never be produced by looking at the few lines of conclusions on a report sheet alone.
Teacher Wang, who was standing on the side, did not see the shocked expression on my face, she changed the slide again and again, and introduced me to the shape and characteristics of different strains on the slide over and over again, just like introducing a familiar old friend.
I heard from the test steps she recounted that it was a tortuous "case solving" process: she consulted a lot of literature and did sequencing verification before finally sending out the report. I later went to check the information of the three deceased patients, all of whom invariably delayed treatment because they found the cause too late, and although the fungus was later found, the body had been eaten clean. Although the surviving Yo-Yo diagnosis was clear, the follow-up treatment was still extremely difficult, and he was hospitalized seven times repeatedly before he was lucky enough to survive. Now, I can only pray for Xiaoxi, hoping that it is not too late.
Unconsciously, I had been in the laboratory department for nearly an hour, halfway I secretly looked at the mobile phone several times, the deep vein tube required for Xiaoxi's medication was ready, the doctor in charge was asking whether to start taking the medicine immediately, and Teacher Wang Peng still pulled me to change the slides one by one, zooming in and out on the computer screen, introducing me to the strangeness of "rose".
Until I was in a hurry to say goodbye, she chased me out, asked me for an email address, and said that she would send me a few typical germ pictures to see. Later, I learned that she would enthusiastically introduce various germs to every doctor who came to me. We actually can't understand anything, but her serious look always makes people feel that she has an inexhaustible energy.
I quickly returned to Xiaoxi's hospital room and prepared to give him medicine. Originally, for Xiao Xi, diagnosing the cause of the disease was a crucial good thing, but this good thing put the family in a dilemma.
It turns out that antifungal drugs are generally much more expensive than anti-tuberculosis drugs, and Xiaoxi's multi-site infection will take a long time, which means that it is expensive, even equivalent to using money to fill the bottomless pit; cheap antifungal drugs can also be used, but the side effects are very large, which will cause patients to have high fever, chills, and damage to kidney function. Xiao Xi's parents hesitated and calculated for a long time, and finally they were fierce and decided to try cheap drugs.
Although we were fully prepared, something thrilling happened. Just 10 minutes after the medication, the heart rate displayed on the ECG monitor suddenly soared to 200 beats per minute, and the shape of the ECG changed from a soft curve to a towering and dense zigzag shape.
I quickly stopped the medication and issued instructions: "The family should go outside first, and the rescue car, defibrillator, and electrocardiogram machine will be pushed over!" ”
Xiao Xi struggled to sit up, glaring at the sharp pain in his throat and shouting, "Don't let them go!" ”
"They can't help here, just waiting at the door. Don't be afraid, grab my hand. I grabbed Xiaoxi's hand and waited for him to inject the anti-arrhythmic drug intravenously, and then stared at the ECG and blood pressure on the monitor.
Just a few minutes is as long as a century. When the serrations finally turned into curves again, I could clearly feel that the frequency of my heartbeat was slowly returning to normal, and at the same time, I felt that my hand was painfully grasped by Xiao Xi. Xiaoxi's parents were frightened by this accident and did not hesitate to decide to switch to safe and effective drugs.
The efficacy of antifungal drugs is generally very slow, but Xiaoxi has a lucky physique, stopped five anti-tuberculosis drugs, switched to new drugs for a few days without fever, and at the same time, appetite has also recovered, although the weight can not rise in a short period of time, but it can be clearly seen that his appearance is improving.
Xiao Xi's parents were very happy, but I did not dare to take it lightly for a moment. I always felt like I was getting better too quickly, worried that something unexpected would happen. And Xiao xi's personality also worries me. As a left-behind child, he lacks affection for his parents and does not like to express his feelings, I usually talk to him, he rarely responds, and he once said that after being discharged from the hospital, he will go to a strange city to work and will not accompany his parents.
I was afraid of giving up my previous achievements, not caring about the bed turnover rate, and gritted my teeth to extend his hospital stay for another month. Watching him get better day by day and gain weight to 80 pounds, my heart gradually settled down.
During that time, I became more and more acquainted with Xiaoxi, and with that rescue, I formed a combat friendship with him, so when I asked him questions later, he no longer just nodded or shook his head, but was able to answer me with words. At one point, I even teased his hairstyle: "The funeral love family has long been out of fashion." ”
As a result, on that day, Xiaoxi violated the hospitalization regulations and sneaked out of the hospital. When I saw Xiao Xi during my afternoon rounds, I was shocked, and he actually shaved a board inch and came back. The barber's skills are very poor, his whole head is as funny as being chewed by a dog, but it made me see his facial features clearly for the first time, and he was actually a little handsome. When he heard the praise, he looked a little shy.
Nearly a month after the dressing change, I did another CT of Xiaoxi, and found that the dense layer of "water ants" in his lungs had been reduced somewhat, although the large holes that had been eaten could not be recovered, but the results had exceeded my expectations. This child had suffered too much pain before, and now he was finally suffering.
On the day I was discharged from the hospital, I told them a lot of precautions for the family. In the face of Xiao Xi, I still tried to persuade a little: "You had better go to the same city as your parents, the current physical condition cannot cope with it yourself, or you need to be taken care of by your family." Although Xiao Xi did not say a word, he followed his parents and waved at me.
After sending them away, I went back to the laboratory to tell Teacher Wang the good news of Xiaoxi's discharge, and she happily asked me if it was true, and then quickly wrote it down: "It's really good, this is the sixth patient who survived!" ”
She said that she is accumulating information and wants to compile a fungal atlas, and will write Xiaoxi's case into it when the time comes, so that more people can recognize these rare fungi, and will not be blinded when facing problems, and take many detours in the direction of treatment. She also told me about the vision to carry out bedside vaccinations so that the probability of finding germs is higher. Things like this that need to be transported to the laboratory and let the germs sneak away in the middle of the way will rarely happen.
Suddenly, she stopped and sighed at the room full of microscopes and slides: "Alas, there are too many things to do, and too little time." ”
Even if my heart was as meticulous as mine, I did not perceive the unusual meaning behind this sentence at that time.
In the six months after Xiao Xi was discharged from the hospital, I did not encounter any more difficult infected patients, only because of some small difficulties to find Teacher Wang several times. After several contacts, I understood why the hospital would spread the phrase "bacteria room to find Wang Peng". Teacher Wang Peng's love for the work of testing germs has exceeded imagination. As soon as she had time, she buried her head in the slides under the microscope, but whenever someone came to her for help, she would not refuse no matter how busy she was.
Most of the time, germs don't fill their eyes, but rather need to be carpet searched under a microscope. It's a conscience job. There was once a patient who had been in the hospital for a long time without a clear diagnosis, and after being transferred to our hospital, he quickly found tuberculosis bacteria. I sent a WeChat message to thank Teacher Wang, and she only said lightly: "Such a small fungus, I looked for half an hour to pull it out." ”
Teacher Wang's residence is very close to the hospital, only one street away, which makes it convenient for her to run to the hospital. I sometimes wonder if the world under the microscope is where she left the most marks.
Investing too much enthusiasm in a job may be difficult for ordinary people to understand this behavior. In my spare time, I like to look at Wang Peng's circle of friends, and there is one that left a deep impression on me. She rarely had a leisure weekend to spend with her daughter, so they made two cups in the "Tao Bar", which were burned with various fungal patterns, including moldy fungi, stretched hyphae, and fluttering spores.
This circle of friends made all of our colleagues feel incredible. Medical staff is a very tolerant group, in the work can almost be said to be "invincible", such as sitting in the office eating a box lunch, there may be patients with a bedpan to let the doctor see his excrement. After working for so many years, I can calmly say "see, go back" and continue to bury my head in food. These are all things that have to be faced at work, but there are almost no people who take the initiative to abuse.
The comments below the circle of friends are wailing: "It's too heavy to taste!" "Can't stand it!" "Can this be used to drink water?"
Teacher Wang Peng asked very seriously, "Do you really think it is not good-looking?" I think the fungus under the microscope is the most beautiful work of art. ”
She is happy to devote a lot of time to the study of germs and finally to the creation of ways to catch them. Some say she's like Holmes, a fanatic, a lifelong hunt.
Time passes slowly over busy work. Somehow more people were infected, and I became a regular visitor to the laboratory. But the strange thing is that Teacher Wang, who has been sitting in front of the microscope in the past, often can't see her figure in the laboratory department during that time.
Later, I heard that her physical condition had deteriorated over the past few years, and she had not been able to stick to her on-the-job graduate degree, but Corey's colleagues did not know it until she once fainted at the hospital door. Corey's leaders took care of her, reduced her workload, and asked her to go home for a lunch break, but she was always worried that there was not enough time, saying that the fungal atlas had not yet been made, and there were many fungi waiting for her to record. In this way, she still works selflessly every day and does not refuse anyone's request for help.
The sound of "bacteria room looking for Wang Peng" still echoes in many departments.
That winter solstice was originally a normal working day, and if there was any difference, it was a smog that choked me out of breath. I was checking the room in the ward, and the prompt of the WeChat on my mobile phone sounded. I ignored it at first until the tones became louder and denser. When the prompt sound gradually sounded, I finally realized that something was wrong, opened it, and saw that there were so many messages from various work groups that they exploded, and everyone was anxiously asking for one thing: Did Teacher Wang Peng of the bacteria room suddenly die of illness?
My first reaction was absolutely impossible, it must have been a prank. Her home is only a hundred meters away from the hospital, and if there is really something, it will definitely be able to rescue it in time. My mind was a mess, and I didn't have the heart to continue to check the room, staring closely at the news in the various groups, silently praying that it was not true. But at the same time, reason told me that no one could play a prank on such a thing.
The bad news was finally confirmed, and colleagues were shocked and deeply regretted his untimely death. Therefore, I also knew many things about Teacher Wang Peng for the first time.
Teacher Wang's impression on everyone has always been that of the "desperate three women" who work selflessly, and the head of the department even forced her to go home every day for lunch break, hoping that she could raise her body, and hoping that as a single mother, she could have more time to accompany her young daughter. But she was getting busier because she needed too many patients and she had too little time.
So what everyone saw was Wang Peng, who at any time smiled and squinted to agree to the request of even the most junior doctor and reached out to others at any time; wang peng, who was also the doctor who enthusiastically led other hospitals to study, and taught his own skills without reservation; and even more the Wang Peng, who although his home was only a hundred meters away from the hospital emergency room, he did not leave any rescue opportunities for his colleagues.
The morning of Ms. Wang Peng's death was originally the day when she reported on the results of the medical treatment, but in the end, she could only be told by her section director. In our hospital, her resume is not dazzling at all, she is just a college graduate, working silently in the laboratory department of the competent technician, but in twenty years to grow into the hospital's famous "microbial detective".
The big screen was finally frozen in the last photo: her desk drawer was stacked with slides of bacteria from patients with intractable diseases.
I vaguely remember a sentence written next to the photo by Teacher Wang Peng: "This is what I am willing to do." ”
I believe there is such a thing as chance in this world.
The day after Teacher Wang Peng's death, Xiao Xi actually appeared in the ward carrying a school bag. I almost didn't recognize him at first glance, this handsome young man with a split head, and the teenager who shrunk in the corner of the hospital bed and mistook people for a child, didn't look like the same person at all.
Xiao Xi saw me and said a little embarrassedly: "Dr. Lin, I'm sorry, I misremembered your time out of the clinic, so I had to come to the ward to find you." ”
Seeing that he recovered so well, I was surprised and a little sad, and I would like to ask him, remember the doctor Wang who found the fungus in your body to let you survive? However, it was only then that I suddenly realized that Xiao Xi had never known that Dr. Wang Peng in the laboratory department was his real savior.
In our hospital, many department pennants have piled up the warehouses, and even the canteen can receive pennants, except for the walls of the laboratory department that are clean.
In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the patient can remember the doctor who treated him, the nurse who gave him the injection, and even the canteen girl who delivered three meals a day, but the names of the doctors who only appeared on the test report sheet, no one would pay attention. Doctors in the "special department" of the hospital, the laboratory, do not have direct contact with patients, and their battlefield is not in the ward, not on the operating table, but under the microscope. This is a group of people who have no pennants, no flowers, and may even be in the industry for a lifetime, and they can't hear a word of "thank you.".
After examining Xiao Xi, I still couldn't help but tell him: "There is a doctor Wang in the laboratory department, that is, the person who found the fungus for you, she is no longer here, but you must be well, so that you can not waste the effort she used to save you." ”
"Which Dr. Wang?"
"It's the test form you copied, and the doctor Wang whose name appears in the bottom line." Afraid that he would not understand, I added: "She is a 'microbial detective'." ”
Xiao Xi is still a very confused look, I don't want to give him psychological pressure, so I don't talk about it anymore, just add his WeChat, tell him that there is something to send me a message at any time.
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