Diary of Zhang Jingjing's anti-epidemic aid in Hubei: After three days in Huanggang, she cut her long hair and was moved to tears by the collective praise of patients


On April 6, Shandong Qilu Hospital announced that Zhang Jingjing, a medical nurse assisting Hubei and Hubei, suffered a sudden cardiac arrest when he was about to return home to rest. After full treatment, he died at 18:58 on April 6, 2020. "On April 7, the Hubei Provincial Health and Health Commission issued a message expressing condolences, saying that Zhang Jingjing was described by the patient as "a beam of light in the dark."

January 25 was the first day of the new year, and the first batch of medical teams from Shandong Province flew to Hubei that night. Zhang Jingjing was one of them when he went to Wuhan to participate in the epidemic prevention and control work. In the impression of her colleague Li Yingxia, Zhang Jingjing has always been cheerful and confident. After learning that she could go to Hubei for support, Zhang Jingjing immediately decided to go. "I experienced bird flu firsthand. , A flu epidemic, have experience in treatment, and are in charge of nurses, should be the first batch. "Zhang Jingjing told the hospital. Before

helped Hubei, Zhang Jingjing had long hair. Zhang Jingjing wrote in her battle diary, "Because girls’ long hair is more likely to sweat, hide viruses, and it’s not convenient to wear protective clothing. In order to better take care of the patient, I cut my hair to more than an inch long and trimmed a boy's hairstyle. "On the third day of Huanggang , she had her long hair cut off. "A boy's head", she told the volunteer barber at the time. The male barber teased, "Cut it again, it's the same as mine." "Zhang Jingjing replied: "When the epidemic is overcome, we will stay back. "

During the diagnosis and treatment work, Zhang Jingjing found that the local people in Huanggang, Hubei spoke a heavy dialect, and the southern dialect was very different from the northern dialect. Sometimes she said that the patient did not understand, she did not understand what the patient said, and there was a communication barrier between doctors and patients. To be broken. So, she wrote a nurse-patient communication book herself. So, under Zhang Jingjing’s meticulous compilation, the "Nurse-patient Communication Book of Dabieshan Regional Medical Center (Shandong Medical Team)" was released. More than ten pages of "Nurse-Patient Communication" This "book" is printed and bound together on A4 paper and circulated for use in the Huanggang Dabieshan Regional Medical Center.


She recorded in her diary that a patient in her 60s was transferred from another hospital to the Dabieshan Regional Medical Center. When she came, There is only one Qiuyi long trousers and one pair of disposable slippers . "I quickly tried to communicate with him in Huanggang dialect. The patients are hospitalized without family members, and they will inevitably have fear and fear in their hearts. When they speak in dialects, they can quickly trust us. "Zhang Jingjing said that she and her colleagues found a suit and a pair of shoes to give to the elderly. The elderly tears in their eyes. The ten-year work experience of

made Zhang Jingjing well aware of the importance of communicating with patients. "In the isolation ward, they can rely on Only us, care and comfort are sometimes more important than treatment. "

Zhang Jingjing participated in the treatment of the other two female patients who once said to her, "We are the same age, both born in 80s. I may never forget the Dabieshan Regional Medical Center. You people from Shandong help us. I may live forever. I remember, there was a girl named Zhang Jingjing. I remember how you pulled us back from the brink of death step by step. I am grateful for a thousand words. "A patient told Zhang Jingjing, "At four o'clock in the morning, when I see you are still there, I feel very at ease. You are really a beam of light expected in the dark night to help us find our way back to shore. "

Zhang Jingjing wrote in the diary of the day, "I didn't cry after being separated from my young children; I didn't cry without being able to eat reunion dinner with my parents; I didn't cry when I was tired on the battlefield until the cervical spondylosis recurred; the conditions were difficult and there was no table. I didn’t cry while eating with my hands; I didn’t cry when I drew blood from 30 patients in the morning; I turned over and changed diapers for the bedridden patient, but I didn’t cry. After the day, my face was strangled with pressure marks and pressure sores. , I didn’t cry; coming out of the isolation ward, my clothes were soaked with sweat, dripping down, I didn’t cry... But when the patients collectively praised them, when the patients gave their thumbs up, forgive me for not holding back. Tears were streaming down my face; when I saw the patient cured and discharged, I waved goodbye to us and forgive me for not holding back my tears. "

" What we desire most is the safety of patients. What we hope most is for patients to be cured and discharged from the hospital. There is no winter insurmountable, and no spring will not come. Today is the beginning of spring. I hope "from now on, the snow will disappear and the wind will soften, and the plum blossoms will make the wicker new". I hope that from today on we hear the good news, and hope that the haze will dissipate. Victory is coming. "ZhangQuietly wrote.