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Department of AIDS, Yangcheng Center for Disease Control and Prevention, Guangdong Province.

"Drip!"

Watching the access control light turn from red to green, Han Rong opened the door and walked into the laboratory.

He put on a white coat and PVC gloves, took out the quick test strips and a foam test tube clip from the refrigerator, and put them on the table of the biological safety cabinet.

Inserted on the foam is the blood sample sent from the blood collection clinic downstairs today.

Tear off the covering film on the reagent strips, use a pipette gun to absorb a small amount of upper serum, and drop them on each reagent strip respectively.

Ten minutes later, the results appeared.

Among the five reagent strips, one had two stripes.

A bit harsh.

"-"" and "+" stand for feminine and masculine respectively. For him, "+" or "-" is just a symbol.

But for those who came to test, the time they waited for the results of the experiment was actually waiting for the verdict.

The symbol that appears is the pass, and it determines their fate.

Return to the world, or fall into hell.

The judgment is in his hands.

Han Rong has been working in the CDC for three years, so he can calmly face this scene in his daily work.

At first, he refused in his heart, but after seeing more patients, he gradually got used to it.

After registering the results, he walked out of the laboratory.

In the outpatient room, there were a few shy and dodgy people, men and women, old and young, all of whom were uneasy and looked anxious.

Han Rong informed the results one by one through the window.

Those who tested negative let out a sigh of relief, turned their worries into joy, and left in a hurry.

In the end, only a numb woman was left, sitting there like a piece of wood, oblivious to the movements of other people.

Han Rong walked over slowly, looking him up and down.

This is a woman in her thirties, she looks a little old, she looks very haggard, her body is also very plainly dressed, her limbs are relatively thin, but her figure is a bit too plump.

Han Rong's eyes swept across the slightly protruding abdomen of the other party, and his heart sank suddenly.

He didn't know how to speak for a moment. This woman seemed to be pregnant, but was tested to be infected with AIDS.

Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of patients, when he saw this scene, his heart was still heavy like a mountain.

After a while, the turbulent emotions in his heart calmed down, and he said kindly: "Hello, is Ding Xiaomei right? You look a little pregnant, are you pregnant?"

When Ding Xiaomei heard her name, her sluggish eyes flickered, she turned her head to look at him, and nodded: "It's been 6 months."

Her voice did not have any emotional fluctuations, it was empty and numb, neither the joy of being a mother nor the discomfort caused by any physical discomfort.

Han Rong secretly sighed in his heart, sat opposite her, and after careful consideration, he said, "I'm sorry to inform you that you may be infected with AIDS, and the child in your belly may also be infected by mother to child. Please be mentally prepared. , after the baby is born, please come and test again."

After hearing this, Ding Xiaomei's eyes finally fluctuated a little, revealing incomparable pain, and tears flowed down instantly.

Han Rong silently handed over a few tissues, waiting for the other party to vent their emotions.

Then he continued to comfort him: "It's like this. The country has many care policies for HIV-infected people, especially infants and women. You can get free diagnosis and treatment here, and then receive free medicine for treatment. In fact, you don't have to worry. Now AIDS I am no longer terminally ill, as long as I take medicine every month, I can maintain my health."

Ding Xiaomei's sobbing stopped slowly, and she nodded with a sob: "Yes, I just came here because I heard that you can get medicine for free here. I, I can't afford the self-paid medicine."

Han Rong showed a slight smile: "Your situation is very special. Our policy is biased towards your situation. Now there is a new anti-AIDS drug in China, which is cooperating with us in clinical trials. If you are willing to participate, not only can you receive it for free For drugs, you can also get a certain amount of subsidies.”

A hint of surprise flashed in Ding Xiaomei's eyes, and she couldn't believe it: "Really? Not only are there free medicines, but also money?"

She had been poor and miserable for half her life, and suffered all kinds of blows along the way. She never expected that at the lowest point, she would still have money.

"An experimental course of treatment is about two weeks, five thousand yuan, a total of two courses of treatment, and then come back for a checkup after a month."

Han Rong nodded, glanced at her abdomen again, and added: "If the child in your belly is also counted, there will be two quotas, and you can get two shares of money."

As soon as the words came out, the other party's eyes lit up instantly, and a trace of anger appeared on his face, and he said, "I will participate."

She lightly touched her stomach, and quickly said, "My child is also one."

After finishing speaking, she asked curiously: "Doctor, why can children also participate in drug trials?"

Han Rong explained: "Because this drug is relatively safe, the scope of subjects has been broadened. Mother-to-child transmission is an important route of AIDS transmission. Many women and babies are infected, so clinical trials should also be investigated. way in this regard.”

"If you participate in the experiment, not only can you test the effect of the drug on killing the virus in pregnant women, but after the child is born, you can also test the effect of this drug in blocking mother-to-child transmission."

Ding Xiaomei nodded with a half understanding, but didn't ask any further questions.

All she knew was that this doctor in a white coat was a kind person. He not only gave her free medicine, but also signed up for some kind of drug testing quota for herself, and she could receive double the money.

Han Rong took the consent form for her to sign, then gave her the address of a hospital to test the medicine, and told her to come for regular checkups.

Ding Xiaomei held the document in her hand, thinking that her illness could be brought under control, and she would get another 10,000 yuan soon.

Han Rong looked at the back of the other party leaving, and heaved a long sigh.

"I hope she can take the medicine on time, eliminate the virus as soon as possible, and the baby in her belly can grow up safely. The world is too hostile to such a baby. Fortunately, the country has a policy to give them free treatment."

"I heard that the Center for Disease Control and Prevention is now cooperating with Sanqing. After this clinical trial is completed, the free new drug will be gradually released. This drug can completely clear the HIV virus in the patient's body and block the transmission route. If this continues, Sooner or later this damn virus will be wiped out."

He thought silently, couldn't help but feel a little lucky, and at the same time felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly an old man came over and asked timidly: "Doctor, my son is sick. The doctor said that he will come here to draw blood, and he will only see the doctor after the results. Can you please hurry up?"

Han Rong raised his head, and his attention was immediately attracted by a boy.

People who usually come for testing usually can't see anything wrong, just like normal people, but this boy showed a terrible sickness at first glance.

He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see his pale face and a very thin arm exposed. With the support of the old man, he could stand firmly.

Han Rong's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly understood that the boy had a high probability of being ill.

The old man next to him also looked older, but in front of his frail son, he appeared to be in good health.

The boy sat down on the chair, and then raised his face. There were pimples around his eyes and the corners of his mouth, and he looked very creepy.

Han Rong didn't dare to take a closer look, and asked, "Can you roll up your sleeves so that I can draw blood."

The boy nodded slowly, but his whole body was weak, and he tried for a long time without success.

Han Rong didn't think too much, and carefully helped him up.

As the sleeves were slowly rolled up, he immediately saw the dense needle holes on the boy's slender arms.

Han Rong instantly understood what was happening, and didn't say much. He simply looked at the opponent's arm and found that there was nowhere to inject the needle. He asked a little embarrassedly: "I can't find a place to inject the needle at the moment. Otherwise, the other arm should be drawn." ?”

At this time, his father suddenly spoke, still asking the same question, and it was obvious that he was very concerned about this.

"Doctor, how long will it take for your results to come out?"

While helping the boy roll up his sleeves, Han Rong replied, "The preliminary results will take a day at the earliest, and the official results will take a little longer."

"Can't you get the result right away? My son's eye disease, if you don't get the result, the doctor won't treat us."

The old man seemed a little anxious. He glanced at his son, and looked at Han Rong expectantly.

Han Rong had already inserted the needle into the blood vessel, but because the blood vessel was too thin and shriveled, the bleeding was not smooth.

He had to keep trying to change the angle while answering the old man's questions.

"You came late, it's already afternoon, and it will take time for us to get the results, tomorrow will be the soonest."

"And this is only the result of the preliminary screening. The official result will not come out until the superior gives feedback. It will take at least three to five days."

"Then you said that the doctor has to wait for your results, and if you don't give the results, you say there is no cure. Why?" The old man continued to ask relentlessly.

When the old man said this, Han Rong understood a little bit. He actually didn't know what kind of disease AIDS was, nor did he know its harm. He just wanted to cure his son's eyes quickly.

Han Rong thought for a while, and said, "You should ask the doctor about the specific matters, we only do the testing here."

The old man gave a faint "hmm".

Han Rong removed the needle from the boy, and said to the old man, "You can press him for about five minutes, and then take off the cotton swab when the bleeding stops."

The old man sighed, stepped forward to help his son up, and muttered in a low voice: "I won't treat this, and I won't treat that. With a pimple on my face, how can I find a partner."

At this moment, his son suddenly spoke and called out helplessly, "Dad."

Then he turned to Han Rong and said in a low voice: "Doctor, I'm sorry, my dad doesn't understand, just let me know if there is anything in the future."

Han Rong nodded, and after thinking for a long time, he finally said: "Be careful when you go downstairs."

The boy smiled and nodded: "Thank you."

The old man was silent, with sorrow and joy in his cloudy eyes, and helped his son to leave the outpatient clinic.

Han Rong looked at the copy of the boy's ID card, which showed "born in 1999", and immediately sighed.

He knew that the boy had come to this point because there was no reason other than his own death, so he didn't deserve sympathy.

But the old man was so pitiful.

The old father was kept in the dark, and he still had the simple thought of passing on the family line.

But everyone, including the boy himself, knows that the possibility of this wish being realized is really very low.

Poor parents in the world!

Han Rong shook his head, and couldn't bear what happened to his family.

This boy is really too young, even if he made a mistake, he deserves a chance to correct it.

After all, young people who can not make mistakes.

However, he knew that the other party did not meet the standards of the clinical trial, and 80% of them could not be registered.

"I hope your condition will not worsen. After Sanqing's new drug is on the market, you will definitely be able to get free new drug treatment at the CDC, and then you will be able to recover. This is also a chance for a new life. I hope you can cherish."

Thinking to himself, Han Rong decided to tell the boy the good news when the test results came out.

Such news should cheer up the boy.

Regardless of whether he can be allowed to carry on the family line, at least an existing family can be saved.

Not long after, a colleague suddenly came over with several reports and said, "Xiao Han, I have something to do when I go out, please do me a favor."

"These are confirmed patients. You should call them and tell them to come pick up the report."

Han Rong smiled and took the report: "Sister Zhang, yes, no problem."

He flipped through it casually, and began to call the patients one by one with ease.

Generally speaking, the first blood test is only to detect HIV antibodies and carry out preliminary screening. Only positive patients will continue to report to the superior according to the process, and conduct another detailed test. Only when the superior feedback is still positive, will the official Diagnosed with HIV infection.

Ding Xiaomei was mainly in a special situation, so after the preliminary screening was positive, he informed the other party in advance and asked him to participate in the clinical trial.

The few patients who needed to be notified by phone had already been diagnosed, and then they were officially notified by the CDC.

The first few phone calls went smoothly. Although each patient was shocked, they all silently accepted the results and promised to get the report as soon as possible and treat them as soon as possible.

Han Rong didn't forget to suggest to the other party to notify relatives, especially the spouse, to come for the test.

"Okay, this is the last one."

"Well, a 40-year-old middle-aged man, unmarried?" Han Rong looked at the form filled out by the patient and was taken aback for a moment.

But he didn't care, and continued to make calls.

"Hello, Mr. Li? I'm from the AIDS Department of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. Last time you came for a test, the result came out, and it was HIV positive. Please come here to get the report and give treatment at the same time. We can provide free medicine here."

Han Rong blabla said something, and the other party was a little impatient: "Okay, I know, there is no end, it's annoying."

Considering his age, Han Rong felt that although the other party was unmarried, he must have a partner, and said with a smile.

"It's best to inform your partner and come to the CDC for a test. You know, the infection rate of this disease is relatively high..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "beep" on the phone.

The other party hung up the phone.

Han Rong's smile froze, and an unknown anger burst into his heart, and it took a long time to suppress it.

It's okay, the patient was diagnosed as HIV positive, and he was in a bad mood and grumpy, which is understandable and understandable.

He comforted himself and called again.

According to regulations, it is necessary to conduct epidemiological surveys (epidemiological investigations) and regular follow-up visits to HIV-infected persons and patients.

However, this time he found an excuse and put it another way.

"Hello, we must come to your home for disinfection as required, and popularize protection knowledge to your family members. I hope you can cooperate."

The other party's tone suddenly became high-pitched, very impatient, and said forcefully: "I tell you, don't come!"

"My parents don't know about it. I'm getting married next week. If you screw me up, just wait. I absolutely want you to look good!"

After talking about it, the other party was threatening him with gritted teeth.

Han Rong was shocked for a moment.

"What? Are you getting married?"

Before finishing speaking, the other party hung up the phone again.

He called again, only to find that he had been blocked.

"What a bastard!" Han Rong was so angry that his hair stood on end, and he was about to explode.

"How can there be such a disgusting person who knows that he has AIDS, but blatantly wants to get married, and refuses to tell the other party."

In fact, he has never supported the absolute privacy protection of AIDS patients.

The original intention of this provision is to hope that AIDS patients will be free from discrimination, but it has become a bargaining chip for some people to harm others and retaliate against society.

People with AIDS are a vulnerable group, but absolute privacy protection puts healthy people in an even more vulnerable situation, which is really terrible.

Maybe some patients are poor people, but another part is rat feces. The scourge is not as simple as a pot of porridge.

Do you really want to watch this bastard get married and a new AIDS patient be born?

Ding Xiaomei's figure kept appearing in his mind.

Han Rong stood up abruptly, with a wave of anger circling in his heart, he ran directly to ask other colleagues.

"That's the way it is, can we call the police?"

However, to his disappointment, the answers given by his colleagues were all hesitant, and no one gave a positive answer.

One of the old colleagues who had been working for many years even patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "Xiao Han, it's a good thing for young people to be young and have a strong sense of justice, but there are too many things that we can't control." gone."

"Maybe, when AIDS is completely cured, your problems will be solved."

"But, she obviously can't be infected!"

"Why not stop it in advance, but wait until the damage has been caused to make up for the loss."

A sense of powerlessness surged in Han Rong's heart, he really couldn't understand the world anymore.

This feeling of seeing a person doing evil and committing a crime, but being unable to stop it, is too uncomfortable.

When are people most helpless?

This is probably the time when you know the ending, but you can't do anything.