757 Gone (2/2)

”Gathering patients together will increase the risk of infection. This hospital lacks sufficient drugs, so send the patients back to their rooms.” Ling Ran was willing to speak a little more when he made a medical explanation, but his tone was a little firmer.

The middle-aged lady snorted a couple of times. She became slightly worried but insisted. ”We only have five volunteers in total, and we need to take care of hundreds of patients. If we disperse them to different rooms… we are not professional nurses…”

”Let the patient's family members help, and tell those with minor injuries take care of themselves.” Ling Ran had been in the Emergency Department for more than a year. He had not only done surgeries and emergency treatments, but also listened to Hu Congjun talk about some technical things. Military doctors were already familiar with situations like this since a long time ago, and they had various full-developed plans to handle them.

In truth, if no doctor came over to help within a short period of time, Ling Ran's surgeries in the operating theaters would have to go through some changes as well.

For example, he would not complete the surgery, but would prioritize saving lives and stabilizing the patients' conditions.

The current Guozheng Charity Hospital was not a hospital with complete facilities. The lack of medical staff, especially lack of drugs, blood products, and medical consumables had greatly reduced the ability of the hospital to guarantee the safety of the patient.

At present, the main problem of the hospital was the lack of transportation.

Due to the storms in Cuba Town, helicopters could neither take off nor land at all, and ordinary SUVs and pickups could not drive through more than sixty miles in the mud, much less ordinary cars. Only big trucks could barely pass through the mud, and whether or not they succeeded depended on the drivers' driving skills and the mechanical condition of the vehicles as well.

Most importantly, Cuba Town was currently located in high ground. At least, it was not threatened by floods and mudslides. Once someone drove out, they might run into a section of the road which would be surrounded by floods and mud. This was a problem of probability. It could not be avoided even if the driver had a good quality car or the driver had good driving skills.

Even for Unimogs, they were also helpless when they ran into a mudslide or if they encountered a road after a landslide or mudslide, where a large amount of soil would be piled up, because it would cause real trouble.

Such trouble increased the risk of transportation. So, this made it impossible for them to transport patients to Cuba Town.

Ling Ran also realized that he would need to go through an extended period of time with a lack of sufficient medicine. So, he was also very resolute when he faced the volunteers.

The volunteers who stood across Ling Ran looked at him and had no more energy to oppose him any further.

”Okay, then. You're the only doctor here. We'll listen to you.” The middle-aged female volunteer sighed and said, ”My name is Julia. Just call me Julie. What should we do now?”

”Organize and clean the ward, make a list of the drugs and medical consumables in the storeroom. Then, move the patients to the ward. Form a connection with the outside world. It's best if it's a satellite phone.” Ling Ran poured out the information he learned from Hu Congjun. He roughly did a check-up on the patients and entered the operating theater.

”The patient has an abdominal injury, and his shoulder is in great pain. He had a car accident, but there's no X-ray machine here,” the nurse said a few words, and Selena translated them to Ling Ran.

In just a few seconds, the bad condition of the hospital was exposed.

Fortunately, X-rays could be replaced by the Virtual Human. Ling Ran nodded, looked at the right side habitually, frowned, and asked, ”Where is the anesthetist?”

”Gone.” Selena directly translated it.

Ling Ran was solemn, yet he was still handsome in that sobriety.