Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

The rain was pouring down, covering the sky and the earth.

The cold rain lashed my face like a whip, causing severe pain.

Li Xiangnan led the Yuan family, young and old, through the muddy alleys, heading towards Yanjing People's Hospital, splashing muddy water with every step.

The rain was so heavy that the original plan to use a flatbed cart to tow Yuan Dongdong and her child to the hospital was aborted.

As a last resort, everyone had to take turns carrying Xiao Dongdong to the hospital.

At this moment, Li Xiangnan held the tiny baby wrapped in a wet thin blanket tightly in his arms, using his body to shield the child from the pouring rain.

Yuan Zhenkuang walked beside him, holding the only tattered oilcloth umbrella in the house, staggering closely beside him. The umbrella was torn and deformed by the strong wind, but the rain still poured down on the two of them madly, trying to press the umbrella against Li Xiangnan and the baby.

Behind them were Dongdong's father, Yuan Zhenliang, and Yuan Zhencheng. Together they were pushing a creaking, muddy flatbed cart. On the cart were a few tattered plastic sheets piled up to keep out the rain, with the children's clothes hidden inside.

Dongdong's mother was supported by two female neighbors in the front yard, covered with a simple plastic sheet, and followed them step by step.

She looked as if all the bones had been pulled out of her. Her face was pale and her eyes were staring blankly ahead. She kept muttering "Xiaobao... Xiaobao..." indistinctly. Rain and tears flowed freely on her face.

Nanluoguxiang is not far from the nearest People's Hospital, and it only takes about twenty minutes to walk there on weekdays.

But in this pitch-black rainy night, every step felt like walking on cotton or wading through mud.

The strong wind blew the rain curtain, making it impossible for people to open their eyes. The cold rain poured down their necks into their clothes, making their teeth chatter with cold.

The beam of light from the flashlight swayed weakly in the violent rain curtain, and could only barely illuminate a palm-sized patch of mud under his feet.

The rain was so heavy that I couldn't see the road at all.

Li Xiangnan's heart was in a knot.

He had such good eyesight, but even in such a dark night, he couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

The little life in my arms was still breathing rapidly and weakly, with a whistle, and every difficult breath was accompanied by a heart-wrenching pulling sound deep in the chest.

The scorching heat still burned his chest through the wet thin blanket.

Li Xiangnan is also about to become a father, and he deeply understands the difficulties of being a parent.

Time, every second seems to be rolling on the edge of a knife!

I don’t know how long I walked, maybe a century, but finally a few dim lights appeared in front of me, like a few faint stars in the heavy rain.

The row of old two-story buildings of the People's Hospital with gray and peeling walls looked particularly lonely and dilapidated on the rainy night.

"It's here! It's here!"

Yuan Zhenliang, who was pushing the cart, shouted hoarsely, his voice filled with tears and a glimmer of hope for survival.

Like defeated deserters, the group stumbled into the dimly lit lobby of the People's Hospital, which was filled with a mixture of disinfectant and stale, moldy odors.

There is no emergency room here yet, only a symbolic electric light above the head, making a crackling sound of electricity, flickering on and off.

There was only one pair of doctors and nurses on duty.

"Doctor! Doctor! Help! Save the child!" Dongdong's father's roar, with a broken voice, exploded in the empty hallway.

A middle-aged male doctor wearing a washed-out blue work coat with frayed cuffs and a pair of thick bottle-bottom glasses hurried out of the duty room upon hearing the noise.

He is the doctor on duty in the emergency room tonight, his surname is Sun.

Doctor Sun's face changed immediately when he saw the tightly wrapped but dying baby in Li Xiangnan's arms.

When he saw Dongdong's mother, who was covered in mud and looked distraught, and a group of equally embarrassed neighbors behind him, his brows were twisted into knots.

"Quick! Bring him in!" Doctor Sun said urgently, turned around and led the patient to the emergency room next door.

The treatment room is not big and the lighting is dim.

A single bed covered with old white cloth is the main "position".

Li Xiangnan carefully placed the baby on the cold iron bed and quickly untied the wet swaddling clothes.

As he passed by, Doctor Sun took a quick look at him and immediately recognized him. "Director Li? Why are you here?"

As soon as he shouted, he suddenly realized and asked anxiously, "Is he your neighbor?"

Li Xiangnan recognized Doctor Sun and nodded, "Let's talk later, come and see the patient first!"

"Okay!" Doctor Sun hurried to check the baby.

Li Xiangnan did know this doctor. He was a cardiac surgeon at Yanjing People's Hospital. He had trained the doctor before when he performed a heart stent surgery, so they got to know each other.

At this moment, the baby's little face exposed to the light was still cyanotic, and his breathing was rapid and labored. Every inhalation was accompanied by obvious depressions in the suprasternal fossa, intercostal space and under the xiphoid process. His little chest rose and fell violently like a broken bellows, making a sharp wheezing sound.

The tiny body was terribly hot.

Doctor Sun immediately took out his stethoscope and pressed the cool metal tip against the baby's hot chest wall.

He listened attentively, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his expression became more and more ugly.

What came from the receiver were dense wet rales and wheezing sounds like boiling water. The lung inflammation and bronchial spasm were extremely serious!

The heartbeat is fast and weak and may fail at any time!

"This little guy, it sounds..." Doctor Sun's voice was professionally hurried, but then, that hurriedness was mixed with a hint of imperceptible panic and despair.

"Acute severe pneumonia! Combined with signs of heart failure! Strong antibiotics must be used immediately to control the infection! Relieve bronchospasm! I have done a skin test!" Li Xiangnan gave a direct definition and tried to shorten the rescue time.

Doctor Sun suddenly looked up at Li Xiangnan. This "Dean Li", who was well-known in the neighborhood and had superb medical skills, had become his subconscious backbone at this moment.

"I see! Dean Li! The situation is extremely dangerous! We must immediately administer a large dose of penicillin intravenously, along with aminophylline to relieve spasms! But..."

Doctor Sun's voice suddenly stopped. After he finished speaking, he quickly opened a paint-chipped metal medicine cabinet in the corner of the treatment room and rummaged through it, his movements becoming increasingly hurried.

Finally, he turned around dejectedly, holding a half-empty brown glass bottle with a blurry label on it.

His fingers gripping the bottle were trembling, his voice dry and hoarse, filled with powerlessness and guilt:

"Penicillin... there's only... this half a tube left! The stock... the stock is gone! The next batch... won't arrive until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest! We just applied for the purchase today, and someone won't bring the medicine back until tomorrow..."

He finished speaking with difficulty, not daring to look at the dying baby on the bed, let alone Dongdong's mother who looked as pale as death in an instant.

"what?!"

Yuan Zhenliang was struck by lightning, his burly body shook, and he grabbed Doctor Sun's arm, his eyes bloodshot.

Everyone was stunned!

Li Xiangnan also frowned!

Half a penicillin?

This is just a drop in the bucket!

Such a small baby, in such a critical condition, if he doesn’t receive effective treatment in a short period of time, his life will be in danger!