Chapter 67 Municipal Emergency Response Department
Chapter 67 Municipal Emergency Response Department
Terrible!
The scene was so tragic!
Even though the four young nurses were used to many storms, they were at a loss as to what to do standing there.
As professional anorectal nurses, to be honest, they are mentally prepared for the possible situations that may occur after enema.
So they all wore masks and gloves and were used to coming into contact with dirty things.
but……
There is a big difference between contact through gloves and being sprayed directly.
"Doctor Luo, are you... okay?"
a nurse asked cautiously.
Luo Jia shook his head, then gestured for them to finish, and then he left the room.
Ge Ping, Song Ci and others had been waiting outside.
As a result, as soon as Luo Jia came out, everyone retreated!
Luo Jia was no longer surprised by this kind of reaction from the crowd, so he went back to his department to take a shower and change clothes.
Ge Ping glanced at Song Ci.
"Doctor Song, what should we do now? Should we go in?"
Although Ge Ping had no experience in this area, when he saw how miserable Luo Jia was, he knew what was going on in the room.
They really don't dare to go in!
The netizens in the live broadcast room laughed until tears came out when they saw Ge Ping and Song Ci standing at the door hesitating.
"Hahaha! Didn't they say they wanted to give Brother Good Luck an enema? So now they don't dare to go in?"
"Brother, use your brain to think about what's going on in the room right now. Are you sure you dare to go in? Have you forgotten the proverb that was popular when we were in school? If a mop is covered in shit, Lu Bu is still alive. Do you think he is messing with you?"
"For a moment, I didn't know who I should admire. Should I admire Dr. Luo Jia or the four female nurses who are still in the room?"
Netizens were still in the mood to discuss in the live broadcast room, but Song Ci knew that with Hao Yun's current condition, he would not be able to hold on for much longer.
So Song Ci said seriously, "We must go in and check on Hao Yun's physical condition immediately. If his temperature still doesn't drop, we must wash his stomach immediately!"
After hearing what Song Ci said, Ge Ping and a group of doctors from the emergency department knew that they had to go in for treatment.
When Ge Ping thought that Hao Yun inside was still waiting for them to rescue him, he suddenly felt a strong sense of responsibility!
Ge Ping put on a mask and said with a determined look in his eyes: "Everyone, follow me and rush in to rescue Hao Yun!"
The doctors in the emergency department responded loudly, which made the netizens excited.
Ge Ping suddenly opened the door and was about to rush in when the stench in the room immediately hit him in the face.
Ge Ping's eyes widened and he looked like he was petrified!
Behind Ge Ping, the doctors who had just responded loudly fled instantly.
Some doctors with weaker constitutions even vomited while running!
Go to hell with your sense of responsibility!
The most important thing is to stay alive!
Song Ci reacted the fastest.
He just inhaled a little bit of the stench, and his face instantly became extremely ugly, and he turned around and ran!
Seeing such a big reaction from these medical staff, netizens in the live broadcast room all felt incredible.
"What the hell? It's a little disgusting, but it shouldn't be that smelly, right?"
"To be honest, I can understand that ordinary people can't stand this stench. But medical staff shouldn't be unable to stand this stench."
"That's right, this is too exaggerated. It wasn't a poison gas bomb that Good Luck released. It's like being in a movie."
Netizens are simply talking without any concern.
Fortunately, there were several doors in the corridors of the Traditional Chinese Medicine floor. Song Ci stood in the front and organized the doctors who could move to run out, then he immediately closed the doors at the back and turned off the ventilation system inside.
Song Ci took out his cell phone and posted the latest news directly in the work group.
Soon, doctors from other floors and departments rushed over, and Cao Liming also arrived at the scene in a wheelchair.
"Doctor Song, what's going on? How did it become like this?"
Cao Limin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was shocked.
Even though Cao Liming broke his leg in the stairwell, he was very worried about Hao Yun's condition, so he borrowed a wheelchair and rushed over as soon as possible.
Originally, Cao Limin anticipated the worst outcome would be Hao Yun lying unconscious on the hospital bed, but he never expected that all the doctors on this floor would be staggering, as if they had been poisoned by a biological gas!
Song Ci said to Cao Limin while retching, "Dean, Hao Yun's body temperature is too high, so in order to help him cool down, we decided to use ice salt water enema to treat him."
“Who knew that after the treatment was over, a large amount of foul-smelling gas would emanate from the room inside!”
"I now seriously suspect that these foul-smelling gases are poisonous!"
"I have shut down the ventilation system inside to prevent the stench from entering the entire hospital through the ventilation ducts. My suggestion is to evacuate the patients in the hospital immediately and let the hospital's emergency response department intervene."
Song Ci's words stunned Cao Liming.
"What disposal department? Does our hospital have such a department?"
No wonder Cao Liming had this reaction.
He has been the dean of the hospital for more than 20 years. He knows all the employees in the hospital and has visited every department.
The only thing he had never heard of was this emergency response department.
Song Ci was also stunned.
"We don't have this department in our hospital?"
Cao Liming remembered it at this time.
He slapped his head and said, "Oh, there is indeed such a department in the organizational manual, but it is useless."
"Our hospital doesn't encounter any emergencies. Once this department is established, it will be a sinecure. Our hospital is short of funds. We can't afford to keep idle people, right?"
Song Ci's face turned pale.
"That's it. The stench in this room is like poison gas. If it can't be dealt with quickly, the people inside will be in great danger!"
Cao Liming also became nervous.
"Are you kidding me? Is it really that exaggerated?"
Song Ci said solemnly: "It's definitely more serious than you think! I just sniffed it a little bit, and now I feel uncomfortable all over my body!"
"Dean, there are more than a dozen doctors in here who haven't come out yet. That's more than a dozen lives at stake!"
Cao Liming finally realized the seriousness of the matter. He immediately took out his mobile phone and called the city government's emergency response department.
Ten minutes later, two helicopters appeared in the sky above the Magic Engineering Hospital.
Seven armored vehicles painted with the logo of the Ministry of Emergency Response arrived. Some of the people directed the doctors to evacuate the crowd, while others wore gas masks and appeared in front of Cao Liming and others.
The middle-aged man in the lead saluted Cao Liming, and a manly voice came from under the gas mask.
"Hello, President Cao. I'm Han Yu, the leader of the emergency response team. What's the situation now?"
(End of this chapter)