A long earthquake

I don’t know how it ended this year.

The news of a terrible infectious disease in Hubei has existed on the Internet as early as mid-January, all as trail news, and I don’t think it will be related to myself. On January 18th, the children in the family shook hands with four uncles who had just come from Wuhan. We quietly led the children away, and at the same time laughed secretly whether they were nervous.

Soon the news was like an explosion. I rushed through the news every day, constantly exchanged information with colleagues, and discussed what we could do next. The news of the closure of the city soon confirmed all the concerns before it. There were already sorrows on Weibo, and almost all the predictions of the epidemic came from the experience of SARS. On the day of the New Year’s Eve, I should have burned a table for New Year’s Eve, and I was totally absent-minded, peeping at my mobile phone while cooking and relatives frequently toasting.

Everything is refreshing our cognition. The new crown virus is not just a repeat of the SARS virus 17 years ago. In the face of a major public event that has panicked, all structural crises of the entire society have been exposed-not only China In this way, when the epidemic gradually spread to all parts of the world, similar plots began on different timelines, and disease was a severe test for modern civilization. We are not the only candidates in this big test.

Almost all journalists in the magazine who can work overtime during the Spring Festival actively participate in the reporting team. They follow up every day, working late at night, and the people are broadcasting live, but we ca n’t reach the front line. We can only constantly check the overwhelming help information on the Internet and screen for clues that can be reported Trying to get closer to the harder truth. I keep recalling my experience of interviewing the earthquake in Wenchuan in 2008. Any disaster is like an amplifier that amplifies the good and evil of human nature.

At that time, only a few media staying in Wuhan were able to do first-hand interviews, which left us a respectable sample of journalism professionals. So when later, when our reporter Yang Nan was finally allowed to enter Wuhan for interviews, colleagues from the reporting team cheered on her: Let’s take more videos and come back, and you are our eyes in the epidemic area.

The “eye of the affected area” sometimes called me in the middle of the night. The doctor was busy with treatment during the day and had no time for interviews, so her interviews were often arranged late at night. From these calls, I also heard live reports on the front line of Wuhan. Yang Nan is a bulldozer-like being. With great enthusiasm and courage, she crushes past the field she wants to know. She showed me the video of the sudden fall of myocardial infarction patients she took at the hospital, the breath-taking rescue video in ICU monitoring, and recounts the important information she heard at the hospital’s “death seminar” every afternoon, and the doctor They told her the story with tears.

About 20% of patients will become critically ill. At present, our medical treatment of critically ill patients is still very passive. Once the patient has reached critically ill, the mortality rate is even as high as 70%, and it is difficult to drop. When Yang Nan arrived in Wuhan, it was just before the closure of the city that a large number of people infected with the disease entered the peak period of severe and critical illness. During this period, “severe distress” was the core pain point of the war epidemic.

Sometimes she also blame herself for not being able to focus on the disadvantaged, but the huge base of 80,000 people makes us dare not to ignore the equivalent of 20%-which means that more than 10,000 people may turn into Severe.

I clearly remember that from the beginning of the city closure, after we hurriedly made a week or so of reports, readers on the Internet apparently experienced some fatigue. People outside Hubei could not bear the bad news of overload. . At that time, the senior editor of Friends Magazine sent a pre-judgment on the future trend of public opinion, thinking that the dynamic epidemic report could not attract more attention.

He was wrong. On the same day, the suspected cloud of Red Cross materials became a hot spot on the Internet. After that, almost every week, a new round of fermentation will take place on the Internet. One week later, the death of Dr. Li Wenliang, another week later, Wuhan changed coaches, 15,000 new diagnoses were made on a single day, and extreme weather such as hail and thunderstorms appeared in many places in Hubei. One week later, a cluster of outbreaks occurred in many prisons. One week later, Wuhan released the prisoners to return to Beijing. One week later, the inappropriate comments of some local officials and the collapse of the Quanzhou Isolation Hotel in Fujian were inevitable. The next thing is inevitable news from all over the world … a profound plague shakes the absolute Not just in the medical field, it is like a long earthquake, and in the foreseeable future, there will be more aftershocks around the world.

For more than forty days, I was bombarded with massive amounts of information every day. I was even grateful that I had joined the epidemic report at the first time. Every day, I was very specific, busy, and focused to do some work. I effectively got rid of my anger and weakness. At the same time, life in isolation allows people to quickly return to themselves, and the original loose modern family relationship has shown its essence, as if it had been beaten back to its original form. We are like people trapped in an isolated island. They are deprived of most of the possibilities. We can only work in cooperation, we can only men and women weaving. I have to deal with the trivial routine every day, but it has become a stable pendulum in the crisis-ridden life.

On the day I wrote this essay, the city where I live announced that all confirmed patients had been cleared-they even cured a 97-year-old man and a 10-month-old baby. There were more people on the road. Even if you can’t stay behind closed doors, spring will still shine. If you look at it or not, the branches will bloom with flowers. Life still has to continue, but it is not possible to completely return to the original state, pretending that nothing happened. Plague is a ghost-like metaphor in modern society. If you listen carefully, you will hear the sound of ice cracks at your feet. A plate-drifting, floating ice-like future world may be coming. We also have to use this special The new cognition acquired during the period will gradually see, adapt and cope with the world.