8 infections in a family, 8 unfortunate and 8 "lucky"

8 infections in a family, 8 unfortunate and 8 "lucky"

China Youth Daily · Reporter Yang Jie

Accidents one after the other. With 3 days left before the Spring Festival, Wei Beibei's father began to have a fever, and the next day was his mother. The third day, Wei Beibei's turn.

On the fourth, fifth, and sixth days, the parents-in-law, brother, and two younger sisters had fevers one after the other. They were supposed to be fighting in a hospital bed in a family of eight at the round table.

On February 13, Wei Beibei's husband, the only healthy adult in the family, faintly developed symptoms, and his 11-month-old daughter also began to cough.

The hospital said that the child had pneumonia!

A prosperous family cannot find a "healthy person" to look after children. She sends messages for help in various groups.

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This Spring Festival holiday, without any accident, they are lying on the beach in the western Pacific sun. Wei Beibei is 38 years old and has both children and children. He started a business together with his husband and took up projects. He lives in a large European-style house in Wuhan and travels with his family three times a year.

"Can anyone think of the disease so close to me?" Wei Beibei said.

On January 29, the family was admitted to Wuhan Fozuling Community Service Health Center. On February 2, her mother's condition took a sudden turn and she was in a coma. She was transferred to Jinyintan Hospital and was critically ill twice. My father transferred to the Wuhan-Jiangsu Tongji Hospital Sino-French New City Hospital the next day. He handed in his mobile phone and lost contact. The younger sister followed her to the same hospital for easy care.

Immediately after, Wei Beibei transferred to Hubei Provincial People's Hospital and needed oxygen therapy. The older sister was transferred to the Optics Valley of Wuhan Third Hospital. Only his younger brother has a mild illness and has been staying at the Fozuling Community Service Health Center.

The father-in-law and mother-in-law were separated from each other at home and then admitted to the square cabin hospital rebuilt in Wuhan International Convention and Exhibition Center. There was a booming New Year's Festival there, and now it is packed with rows of mild patients.

Eight people were scattered in six hospitals in Wuhan.

The situation of the mother is the most worrying. She was not healthy at all. She had high blood pressure, diabetes, and had thyroid surgery. Lying on the bed, she shrank into a ball, had a high fever, and had no strength all over. She coughed as soon as she lay down, and could only sit up and continue to cough.

Before transferring to hospital, she said weakly to the child, "Please, let the doctor give me a shot and let me go quickly. I am so uncomfortable." Her 4 children had the same illness as her, and the old man was afraid. Seeing the child's last side, he was reluctantly pushed into an ambulance. As soon as she arrived at the Jinyintan Hospital, her mother started coughing blood, and the next day she coughed even more.

Someone died in the intensive care unit, and the mother said intermittently, someone on the door had symptoms less severe than himself. He saw water to drink yesterday, and died this morning.

Wei Beibei was in the bed of another hospital, feeling the faint breath and fear of his mother, and there was a loud coughing sound around him. She thought of the death of Dr. Li Wenliang in Wuhan. "Such a young guy is a doctor again. If I think about my parents, they may not be able to carry them ..."

She called her mother every day to encourage her and did not dare to watch videos because she was uncomfortable when she saw her. Mother was unable to speak, Wei Beibei said to the receiver alone, "You must be well, our family needs you."

Each year, the mother prepares the children's New Year's goods, meat balls, and their own pickled fish, and divides them into 4 servings.

In the New Year, the children and grandchildren sit around. After eating, the mother never lets the children clean up. The siblings wipe their mouths and sit and chat.

The mother was critically ill, the father lost contact, and the siblings were trapped in their beds, making it difficult to move. "Why did this family suffer so much?" Wei Beibei thought.

The towns in Hubei were blocked one by one, and it was snowing in Wuhan. Wei Beibei had no magnificent illusions before going to bed. Her wishes were simple, and she only wanted her mother to live.

Before the Spring Festival, the family was busy for the Chinese New Year, buying New Year's goods and croquettes. At the end of the year, Wei Beibei's father had a common cold, and his mother accompanied him to the hospital for treatment without wearing a mask.

Later that night, Wei Beibei received a call from his parents, "How many people are there in the hospital today?" 57-year-old parents lined up for six hours. It is likely that at that time, they became the indifferent host of the new crown virus.

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On February 13, Wei Beibei's cell phone rang again. The husband said on the phone that he was “weak limbs and weak body”. What's worse, the 11-month-old baby also started coughing. He went to the hospital for a check and the baby got pneumonia.

At that time, it was not clear whether it was common pneumonia or neocoronary pneumonia, but a family of eight had been diagnosed and the baby's condition was worrying. Wei Beibei hugged her baby the day she returned from her mother's house, and the nanny returned home after the New Year. She had the most contact with her baby.

"I'm crying ... no matter what kind of pneumonia, I have to be treated." Wei Beibei said, "This disease changes quickly, and the child must not wait." The hospital prescribed the medicine, but there was no condition for treatment.

That night, she begged for help. "I have friends from the hospital, but they can't go to the hospital by themselves. It's hard to find a bed." She asked her friend to post on the Internet until 2:00 in the morning, before hanging up the call for help. Afraid of harassing patients in the same ward, she muted her phone and glared with tears until dawn.

Wei Beibei had not had a fever for a week, but the body temperature was measured that day at 37.5 ° C. Her lungs were painful, her throat was bitter, and every time she coughed, her body hurt, like running a hundred meters. She was stuck at the bedside and couldn't take a step. The mobile phone was the only connection with the outside world.

She stared at the screen lit up and down, and the monitor beeped, and she couldn't sleep. She told reporters that at the time, she remembered that her mother's table was rectangular with a circular plate on it. Every weekend, the family ’s regular program is to go to the mother ’s house for dinner. Sometimes grandchildren have to make up for lessons. The mother always said, “It ’s rare to come, make up lessons, and stop the lessons.” Wei Beibei disagrees. On weekdays, studying More important than a table.

She remembered some happy mediocrities. In the scenery of the East Lake Greenway, her son rode a bicycle and her husband took a picture. Wei Beibei was holding his daughter "crazy". In the easy video of the soundtrack, my brother plays the cello to the younger sister. The younger sister slaps her hands and twists her butt.

The condition of the father-in-law and mother-in-law living in the cabin did not worsen, and he called his daughter-in-law to comfort him. "Your illness has not been recovered for so long because you worry about it every day."

The next day, Hubei Province Maternal and Child Health Hospital called: The baby can be admitted, but it needs a healthy adult to accompany.

At that time, the test results of her husband had not yet come out, and the huge family could not find a "healthy person". The hospital kept urging and promised to keep the bed until the evening. Wei Beibei tried his best to put up a demand from the housekeeping company and asked people to take care of the baby. It rose from 2,000 yuan to 5,000 yuan a day, but no one applied.

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At the same time, volunteers Tang Meng and Cui Zhiyuan saw Wei Beibei's help message in different groups. Tang Meng is 24 years old, studying bartending in a bar, with a national flag affixed to his motorcycle, and his chest painted. Cui Zhiyuan is 29 years old. Her husband and children are from their hometown in Sichuan. She sells wine in Wuhan.

They contacted Wei Beibei and expressed their willingness to spend 11 months with their baby. Wei Beibei told the truth that the child may have new coronary pneumonia. Eight people in the family were diagnosed. Ask them to think about it. The two volunteers said, "think clearly." Cui Zhiyuan heard Wei Beibei cry on the phone.

"Others gave their lives to help you, really moved." Wei Beibei said sincerely, "If I am discharged, I will also help those in need." Wei Beibei transferred some money to express his gratitude, but the two did not accept . "It smells bad when you receive it," Tang Meng said.

"We don't understand medicine, we can only be guerrillas and do some hard work." Tang Meng said, he has no other ability, only strength. He joined a group of more than a dozen volunteers. From the first day of his career to the present, "Otherwise, he would lie at home all day and feel uneasy."

But he did not dare to tell his family that he was taking care of his patients. Cui Zhiyuan didn't dare to say that every time she took care of her baby in the hospital, she wiped out the video sent from her home, using the excuse of sleeping or a company meeting. "We are used to it in the hospital, but from the outside world, it is very dangerous here."

After the husband went through the baby's admission procedure, he went to get his own test results-everything is normal, a false alarm. Two volunteers took turns with the dad to look after the baby.

Every morning, Cui Zhiyuan prepares the milk before the baby wakes up, and then clothes her. Nurses come to hang water and do atomization. They have to hold the child for four or five hours. Cry as soon as you drop the baby. At this time, Cui Zhiyuan always thought of her child. Had it not been for the epidemic, she would have seen her 7-year-old son in Sichuan. After the New Year, she devoted herself almost entirely to volunteer work. In addition to selling alcohol in the circle of friends, she was helping others, and rarely had time to contact her family.

The swarm of help messages made her brain numb, and Cui Zhiyuan was always worried about letting others' hopes fail when she called to verify the information. In Wuhan late at night, she sent a protective suit, goggles, a USB flash drive, and a bottle of disinfectant. Sometimes tired, but the thought of "I can save his life", she had to continue running.

One time late at night, she was about to go to sleep. An urgent need came: a mold was needed to be transported from Hankou to Ezhou, and the journey took an hour and a half.

This mold is a part of the trash can in the square cabin hospital. The appearance looks like chopsticks. Without it, the trash can cannot leave the factory, so many people are waiting. Cui Zhiyuan didn't ask for money, and encountered four or five checkpoints on the road. The staff members released her report after reporting to her superiors.

Unlike Cui Zhiyuan driving a private car, Tang Meng was riding a motorcycle at the speed of 90 kilometers per hour when he was doing "coolie". "It is impossible at all in Wuhan during the daytime." As a volunteer, at first there were telephones for donating materials from various places, but later they were overwhelmingly questioning. "If it's a private phone, I've hung up and pulled it black. But this is the official hotline, and I can only explain it, I can't speak back."

Tang Meng spent the rest of his time helping to move supplies and riding a motorcycle on the Yangtze River Bridge. Goods from all over the country stopped at Wuhan's highway junction. Behind sand piles and barricades, volunteers unloaded them from large trucks, put them in cars, vans, minivans, and transported them to hospitals and communities.

After taking on the task of caring for the baby, Tang Meng suddenly turned into a "warm man". He found the ragdoll at home and took it with him. Every time he coaxed his child to sleep, he searched for "songs that children like to listen to before going to bed" on the music app and broadcast it to the baby.

From time to time, the two volunteers took videos of the children and sent them to Wei Beibei, "make her feel better, after all, she hasn't seen her for more than 20 days."

Wei Beibei's husband was grateful to the volunteers and told Tang Meng if there was any need in the future. Tang Meng felt uncomfortable and said, "Guaizi (Wuhan dialect, that is, elder brother), I don't want to mingle with any utilitarian things."

That night, two teenage men apart talking in the baby room until 4 am, Wei Beibei's husband confided, "If I am infected and the child is not infected, as long as someone takes care of my child, I am willing Kneeling in front of others; if my child is infected, I am not infected, I am willing to rush to the patient, infect myself, and quarantine with the child. .

Wei Beibei also wanted to drive. She used to work in the company with her husband and had to be entertained at night. She didn't care to accompany her children. "My mother is too misconducted." She decided to bring her own children in the future.

She couldn't care about the resumption of work, loss of money, wages and rent. She ignored all these pressures, and just wanted to hurry home and hug her family.

The family adventure of the Spring Festival made her understand that maybe luck was what really took her place. Many people asked for a bed that she couldn't solve because she chose to go to a community hospital first. The community hospital was built in 1952. It has four floors and is equipped with an inpatient department. It can check blood routines and perform CT. It has more facilities than general health stations. At the most difficult time, some volunteers were willing to come and pull her. She felt lucky for the family.

The wind in Wuhan brings a little warmth in winter. Good news one by one. On February 18, the sickest mother was discharged first. On the same day, my father, who did not have a message, happened to call and said that he had stopped taking medicine and could go home soon. The eldest sister has been discharged from hospital, the younger sister, younger brother and in-laws have also entered the countdown before discharge. Only Wei Beibei nucleic acid test remains positive, but the symptoms have disappeared. The doctor said that she "worried about this and comforted it every day, and no one should call to get better."

On New Year's Eve, Wei Beibei's transplanted bonsai was alive. She said their home was fortunate. Some people in the city lost their parents and flesh. "Our family is going through this difficult time and intends to drive to travel and relax." When her daughter grows up, she will talk about the Spring Festival in 2020.

(At the request of the interviewee, Wei Beibei, Tang Meng, and Cui Zhiyuan are aliases in the text)