Chapter 117: Entrusted
The man interrupted Dong'er, "Your father and mother are not yet there, so I'd better find a place for you to settle in a while and wait a moment to see if they will come here later."
Sheng'er smiled and kept jumping while holding Dong'er's arm.
"Sister, don't worry, we have seen our aunt, so wait for daddy. Let's go find Brother Zhou when we leave. I like to follow Brother Zhou."
Dong'er grabbed Sheng'er's arm and tried hard to show a far-fetched smile on her face.
"Sheng'er, don't make trouble. Brother Zhou is very busy. Let's listen to the arrangements of this manager."
Sheng'er nodded vigorously, but her eyes reluctantly glanced at the direction of the isolation area, and sighed like a little adult.
"Okay, listen to my sister."
The man thought about it and said that if he took them to the government office to register, they would have known about their parents' death. Thinking about it, they would just lead them back to the quarantine area.
Zhou Heng just finished dealing with the patient and stood outside the clinic shaking his sore neck. When he saw the return of the siblings, he had a slight premonition.
Zhou Heng shouted directly behind him:
"Aunt Zhang, come out."
Aunt Zhang walked out of the ward quickly, holding a tray in her hand, and hurried to Zhou Heng.
"Boss Zhou, what instructions do you have?"
"You first take Dong'er and Sheng'er to the small house behind the observation area. I'll go and see what's going on."
As he said that, he walked towards the three of them first and smiled at Dong'er.
"Girl, I didn't find it, right? Don't worry, please follow Aunt Zhang to live there first?"
Dong'er nodded and led Sheng'er to follow Aunt Zhang. After walking a few steps, he looked back at Zhou Heng, with doubts and uneasiness.
Zhou Heng's heart tightened and he quickly looked at the man. This man was a servile servant in Huichuntang. Although he couldn't name him, his performance was pretty good in the past two days.
"Speak quickly, what's going on?"
The man quickly saluted and said everything that had just happened. After saying that, he looked up at Zhou Heng, and saw that he seemed not surprised at all, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Heng waved his hand, "Tell Dong'er's aunt that since she doesn't want to say it, don't say anything. If I know that she lets me know that she lets say these words, they won't live here."
After saying that, Zhou Heng turned around and left.
The man blinked and ran towards the east of the city. He had to warn him earlier, don't just tug on his wife's tongue, let go of everything. According to Boss Zhou's intention, he should take care of these two children. He doesn't want them to be hurt, so he can hide the matter as long as he can.
Back at the ward, Zhou Heng finished processing the last few patients and looked at the medical card.
"Qu Ziping, did the statistics from yesterday come out?"
Qu Ziping, who was counting the data, quickly stood up and handed a form to Zhou Heng.
"I came out, but the number of deaths two days ago was a little too high, and there were very few after that. This is a summary of statistics over the seven-day period."
Zhou Heng took it and looked carefully. The data was marked very clearly.
During the eight days of disaster relief, a total of 21,762 victims were accepted, 2,234 people were isolated and observed, 1,493 patients of all kinds were treated, and a total of 52 died.
The next page is a detailed introduction, and how many villages in each county have scattered here. It is very intuitive. The whereabouts of patients who have been quarantined after being quarantined have been marked, how many resettlement areas in the east of the city and how many people have left Qingping County.
At the end, it was the statistics of the dead. Qu Ziping came over and pointed to the list behind and said:
"This statistical list is not very detailed. We have not separated plague patients and ordinary people who died unexpectedly, so that our death toll has increased a lot."
Zhou Heng looked up at Qu Ziping. If this guy went to Hyundai, he would definitely be a good at managing the hospital. He now knows the image of the mortality rate on the hospital without any instruction.
Zhou Heng took a quick look and found that the patients who have been treated still have an impression of them. It is true that some of the names in it seemed to be the first time they have seen them.
"Yang Yizhong, Shi Tianneng, Wu Chengzhang, Fan Zhiyuan, these four people don't seem to be impressed?"
Qu Ziping came over to take a look, quickly opened a thick registration book, searched for a while, and finally found a record, and quickly handed it to Zhou Heng as if he was offering treasure.
"Look, there are records here that Yang Yizhong was carried to Qingping County by his family. During the flood, his legs were broken by the wall, and his legs were swollen and black. When he came here, Dr. Ma wanted to perform surgery on him and said that he could be amputated, but his family refused and died the next day."
Zhou Heng frowned slightly, "If you encounter such a patient in the future, you have to sign a voluntary relinquish treatment statement. We don't need to treat you. You must be responsible for your own lives. Don't come back to settle the score with us after you leave."
Qu Ziping was stunned, as if he had never thought about this, but after thinking about it carefully, Zhou Heng made a very reasonable statement. If he met someone who was looking for trouble, he wouldn't be able to do this.
I quickly wrote it on the back of the registration book, and then continued:
"The remaining few people, and these dozen people, are in similar situations. Most of them are sick or seriously injured, and die before they can be treated. Only Yang Yizhong gave up the treatment himself."
Zhou Heng looked at the people pointed out by Qu Ziping and nodded slightly. This number was much better than what he expected.
If the plague was in modern times, it was also a very terrifying existence. The plague broke out in 1910, which lasted for six months, and 60,000 people died in the northeast. It was really corpses everywhere, and when they walked to a village, they were empty.
This time, the plague control is effective, and the zoning isolation and control are thoroughly carried out.
The other is to treat triage and disinfect the rat thoroughly and completely eliminate triage. The last one is Liu Renli’s trust, which is also the most important part.
At this moment, a creaking sound came from the door. No one from Liu Renli pushed the door directly in. Seeing Zhou Heng and Qu Ziping in the room, they pulled off the mask and two deep traces were already struck on their cheekbones.
He threw the mask in front of Zhou Heng, and at this moment, Boss Xue also walked in. He seemed very dissatisfied with the people brought by Liu Renli to block the door and stared at Liu Renli with a pair of bull eyes.
He clasped his fists and said, "Sir, your subordinates cannot enter the quarantine area. There are still some patients living behind it. If the plague is spread, my son will have been in vain for so many days."
Liu Renli's face turned red and he quickly shouted at a servant beside Boss Xue:
"Hurry out and wait outside the gate, don't relax and prevent, listen to Dr. Zhou when you come here."
The two of them quickly retreated. Boss Xue took out a mask from a box behind Zhou Heng, which was the bridge of his nose. He brought a thin iron wire and handed it to Liu Renli directly.
"Sir, please take this mask with me, it's more comfortable than before."
Zhou Heng glanced at him and said that this guy was quick-handed. These were all for emergency personnel. The masks worn by Liu Renli and others were purchased in a unified manner, so it didn't cost money?
He offended people and gave his own things to others. What's the matter?
Zhou Heng was too lazy to pay attention to him, and looked at Liu Renli with the summary.
"Why did the elder brother come here?"
Liu Renli sat opposite Zhou Heng. Qu Ziping had no courage to get involved here, so he quickly bowed and retreated. Boss Xue rubbed his nose and closed the door, stood at the door without leaving.
Liu Renli then said: "The number of refugees has dropped sharply today. From Chaiwenhe to Qingping County, the slowest old man has arrived. I thought that if the situation is stable, I will ask you to assist Zhang Zhuzhu and Ji County Magistrate to help me take care of the disaster relief matters. I will go to Jinan Prefecture. After all, the disaster relief matters have been reported for many days. I don't know whether it is or intentions, and no money or documents have been sent."
Zhou Heng thought about it and nodded slightly, handed the report that Qu Ziping sorted out to Liu Renli.
"This is the data compiled by Qu Ziping. It is marked with various symbols. I asked him to copy it immediately and send it to the county government. During these days, the number of disaster victims placed every day, how many houses are built, how many quarantines are, how many epidemic patients are treated, and all the summary may be beneficial to your visit to Jinan Prefecture."
Liu Renli took it and looked at it. He didn't recognize the numbers above at all, but there was a comparison frame on it. He understood it after thinking about it a little, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became.
Listing such numbers is more convincing than ordinary text presentations. What hurts a hundred people and kills a thousand people are all imaginary numbers, and there is no accurate and direct number. Such a table is simply perfect.
Chapter completed!