Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

two days later

Tin trucks drove straight in from the gate of the city, and the people looked out through the windows, and could clearly see the black cannon barrels on these tin trucks.

"Mom... Mom. What's that?"

"No...it's okay, those are our own soldiers, they won't hit us."

Ye Yibai stood at the door of the temporary tent, where he could clearly see the open space not far away where the corpses of plague patients were placed.

"Mr. Pei, Dr. Ye, there are many people coming from all directions. We can't stop them, and the gun carts are also blocked." Meng Qingyong ran from a short distance, with a serious expression.

He also came with Zhou Haoren and Director Yan, both of whom looked anxious, "Doctor Ye, Mr. Pei, there are more and more people gathering, I'm afraid something will happen, it's our fault, we didn't keep it secret Work, the whole process was gridded and blocked, and there were not enough manpower, they ran out of nowhere, why don't we change the day, wait for two days to straighten out, the blockade is complete, and we will move again."

Pei Zebi frowned, and he walked up to Ye Yibai, "I'll ask Meng Qingyong to take you back. You are a doctor, and you shouldn't have to deal with this kind of thing. Just go to the isolation center and take good care of your patients. Meng Qingyong, send Ye Doctor go back!"

"Yes!" Meng Qingyong stood at attention and took orders, walked quickly to Ye Yibai, and made a gesture of leading the way, "Doctor Ye, let me take you back first."

Ye Yibai's lips were tightly pursed, and he turned his head to look at Pei Zebi, "I'm the one in charge of the fight against the epidemic in the north this time."

Pei Zebi has some headaches, his boyfriend is too principled and sometimes troublesome.

"You insist?"

"I insist."

Pei Zebi sighed softly, "Okay, I see. Then you stay here and I'll take care of it?"

Ye Yibai took a step forward and walked to Pei Zebi's side, "Let's go together."

Pei Zebi knew that he would compromise in the end, so he nodded without much struggle. This is how the two of them get along, equal and respect each other.

Zhou Haoren and Director Yan glanced at each other. They didn't know if it was an illusion. They always felt that there was an aura between Dr. Ye and Mr. Pei that no one else could penetrate.

"We're going too." Zhou Haoren said hastily.

Several cars started and headed towards the gathering place of the crowd.

At this time, a lot of people had already gathered around them. They were dressed in mourning clothes and white cloths on their heads, their expressions were numb and sad. Ye Yibai got out of the car, seeing this scene, the belly draft in his heart was stuck in his throat for a moment Unable to speak.

The soldiers pulled up the cordon and were ready to fight, but they couldn't lift their guns at all to the compatriots in mourning clothes and mourning caps.

More and more people gathered in the vast expanse of whiteness, and the number of common people soon exceeded the number of soldiers present to maintain order.Some of his subordinates trotted over and whispered a few words in Meng Qingyong's ear. Meng Qingyong frowned slightly, and walked quickly to Pei Zebi's side.

"The Second Regiment wants to go back, they don't want to face the people directly."

Pei Zebi narrowed his eyes slightly. The Second Regiment is the Heavy Artillery Regiment. This kind of heavy weaponry has always been the treasure of all armies. It took him a lot of effort to lend them out, "Got it." He said softly.

Pei Zebi knew that under the orders of his superiors, it was impossible for the Heavy Artillery Corps to leave just like this, but if it continued like this, when it was time to return to the camp, these people would not delay turning around and leaving for a second, so if they wanted to borrow it next time, it would not be It's that easy.

"They didn't act excessively." Ye Yibai said suddenly.

Pei Zebi was thinking about something, when he heard Ye Yibai's voice, he didn't realize what he said for a while, "Ah?"

"I said that the common people did not act excessively. And you see, in addition to the young and middle-aged, there are also old people and children. If they really come with the determination to conflict, they will definitely not bring their wives, children and elders. .” Ye Yibai looked at Pei Zebi with burning eyes.

"Meng Qingyong, inform the security department that people wearing masks are allowed to enter, but they are required to keep a distance of about one meter to minimize the risk of infection."

"Doctor Ye!"

"Doctor Ye!"

Both Zhou Haoren and Yan Hui wanted to stop it.

Pei Zebi stared closely at the group of people in mourning clothes. After a long time, he turned his head and said in a low voice, "Let the subordinates sneak in, and keep a close eye on the young and strong who are provocative." This means that he agrees. Ye Yibai did it.

Zhou Haoren and Yan Hui couldn't help being stunned. Doctor Ye is fine. People who read a lot and do research are usually very naive, but this Chu Chu was once the manager of the Shanghai Police Department. Such a person Why...following the nonsense.

But no matter what they thought, Ye Yibai and Pei Zebi had already walked towards the cordon.

Someone saw the arrival of Ye Yibai and his party from a distance, and the people at the front began to stir up a little. The soldiers beside the cordon were waiting in full force, and some of their hands were vaguely placed on their waists.

"Doctor Ye! I just want to ask you a few words." A clear and young voice came from the white crowd.

Ye Yibai's footsteps paused, and he looked in the direction of the sound, but all eyes were in white mourning clothes, and he couldn't find the owner of the sound for a while.

"Doctor Ye, you probably don't know me, but I know you. I am a student of the Department of Medicine of Pingjin University. I want to ask you, are you asking for cremation just for convenience? Since there are cannon carts to help dig the pit, why not Burial?" With the help of his friends, the young man stood up to a high place, so that his voice could be heard by Ye Yibai and more people.

"There are more than 3000 corpses here. The pits that need to be dug for such a large amount are very deep, and may even be dug directly into underground rivers. This will only further aggravate the pollution, and such a large source of infection cannot be achieved with existing technology. The effect of the infection has completely disappeared." Ye Yibai replied very seriously.

Some of the people seemed to be agitated, but they were quickly appeased by their companions. The student from Pingjin University continued to ask, "After that, what about the corpses that died from the plague?"

"The administrative department will issue funeral regulations during the epidemic. The corpses of plague patients will be treated harmlessly. Families can choose to be buried at a depth of more than three meters and disinfected with quicklime under the supervision of the administrative department, or cremated in a temporary funeral center. The ashes can be returned to family members and buried in the ground.”

"That means that rich people can be buried, but those who have no money can only..." There was a roar suppressed from crying in the crowd.

Ye Yibai couldn't answer this question, because even he felt it was unfair, but Pei Zebi told him clearly that this society is inherently unfair, and compromise is necessary, otherwise his cremation would never go so smoothly , the most important thing now is to control the epidemic, not to pursue the so-called absolute fairness.

The young student of Pingjin University wiped away his tears, "Doctor Naye, can we make a request?"

"Of course." Ye Yibai said.

"We want to send off our relatives on the side of the road, and we want someone to save them. Once they are burned, they will lose everything. At least someone must guide them."

"Okay." This time it was Pei Zebi who spoke, Pei Zebi turned his head slightly to Meng Qingyong, Meng Qingyong nodded neatly, and trotted away.

The young student blew his nose, took a look at Pei Zebi, and then said: "Okay, Doctor Ye, we are fine now, you have come from a long way, you will not do such thankless things meaninglessly, we can see very clear."

No one expected that the matter could be resolved so smoothly. The warning fence was removed, and people wearing masks came in in an orderly manner, and then consciously stood on both sides of the road. Those who did not wear masks waited obediently at the end, waiting for the staff Masks were given to them, and when a big pickup truck with guns approached, the crowd even spontaneously gave way to the car.

This scene surprised everyone present.

The artillery was positioned, and the embalmers, who were fully armed from head to toe, were all ready.

At noon on a winter day, everyone stood upright in the sun, motionless, the gun carriage had already aimed at the positioned position, and the soldiers pulled up the cordon again. This time the cordon was not to prevent the people from entering, but to ensure safety. Keep a distance to prevent everyone from entering the dangerous area.

Time passed by, the scene was silent and heavy, only the suppressed whimper could be heard vaguely, no one urged, no one was impatient, and everyone stood quietly until about an hour later, two large trucks sped up , with two groups of panic-looking people, the clothes on their bodies can distinguish their identities, a group of monks and a group of Taoist priests.

A staff member hurried forward to explain what had happened to these two groups of people, so the monk and the Taoist priest looked at each other with expressions of compassion, and without saying a word, they stood still on the left and right sides.

The Taoist scriptures and the Buddhist scriptures sounded at the same time, accompanied by an action commanded by the artillery, there was a sudden "bang" sound, and the crying sound shook the sky. Come, shouting the names of family members amidst the sound of gunfire.

The artillery blasted three holes, and bags of quicklime were poured out. The converging team used a cart to send a carload of corpses into the hole, and the flames shot up into the sky, accompanied by the cries of their relatives, which lasted for a long time... …

"Cremation can't burn the soul. I am the best example. Go slowly, the plague will be eradicated, and your relatives and descendants will not suffer such painful tears again." Ye Yibai secretly made a promise in his heart.

Later generations agreed that the fire in the west of Pingjin City was the real turning point of the northern epidemic during the Republic of China. So far, Pingjin City and even the entire north have no resistance to the anti-epidemic work. One rope, vowing to fight the epidemic to the end, because they have paid the biggest price that is almost unbearable, and they cannot afford to lose.

On February 1934, 2, Pingjin City was completely blocked regionally. Except for the unblocked area of ​​Nanjiang District, everyone was quarantined at home and were not allowed to go out. All materials were delivered by Baojia staff.

As the only safe area, Nanjiang District assumed the major responsibility of guaranteeing the whole process of supplies and logistics.

During this period, the shortage of health resources, especially medical personnel, became more prominent. Under the initiative of the Faculty of Medicine of Pingjin University, young people in Nanjiang District launched a national medical training campaign to learn basic nursing and injection knowledge, and they managed to survive the most difficult fifteen years. sky.

On March 1934, 3, sulfonamide finally reached Pingjin, and the death rate in Pingjin began to decline.

The large-scale application and performance of sulfonamide in Pingjin plague made all the people or institutions in the world who questioned the efficacy of sulfa shut up. They watched the death rate in Pingjin city almost plummeted, and compared the plague in Pingjin city in March of 1934 to The patient mortality line chart is called the Pingjin Miracle, which is forever recorded in the history of medicine and infectious diseases.

The effectiveness of sulfonamides on other diseases, especially the antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects, has been proven by more and more data, and was once sought after as a magic drug with a price ratio of gold.

But even with the magic medicine in hand, Ye Yibai's road to fight against the epidemic in the north is still not so smooth. It is still the same old problem of insufficient medical and health personnel. This problem is more prominent in the small counties north of Pingjin.

"Telegram." Pei Zebi passed a piece of paper to Ye Yibai riding a horse.

That's right, a horse.In many small counties in the north, there are no roads for cars to pass, and many roads are so rugged that even bicycles cannot be ridden, so horses have become the best means of transportation.

Ye Yibai moved his stiff arm and took the telegram, "It's my mother again, scolding my sister for not looking for a partner, and scolding you for abducting me for so long. Obviously we went back during the Spring Festival."

Ye Yibai didn't expect that he would stay in the north for two years. He thought he could follow the prescription, but he was defeated by the reality of no water and electricity. County towns like Changgang and Yuecheng were fine. , although the epidemic is serious, but at least there is some basic infrastructure, but the lack of medical personnel and sanitary conditions and backwardness, it took Ye Yibai a whole year to control the epidemic in these small cities.

After all, it’s hard for a smart woman to cook without rice. In a county where the number of connected buildings can be counted with one hand, many jobs cannot be carried out at all.

Not to mention the small villages and towns without water and electricity, one person saved a city. In the past two years, it is no exaggeration to say this to Ye Yibai.

It's not that Ye Yibai never thought about giving up, but every time this idea arises, thinking of the fire mixed with gunfire and crying, he will firmly believe in it again.

A person has lived two lifetimes, and he must have a little faith. He made a promise in that fire, and he was in awe of it, so that it will last forever.

"I'm leaving for a while."