Path of Medicine With a System Chapter 736

Chapter 736: Can't Give Me One Less

Wait, it is estimated that waiting for rescue is the most difficult thing. If you add a little more emotion to this difficulty, it is estimated that the adult is fine, and the child is dying.

Zarik's emergency doctor knelt on the edge of the haystack and gently wiped the faces of the four children with saline water.

While using a large bottle of sugar saline, gently feed them slowly along the child's dry lips.

"Be obedient, come and cheer, drink more, drink more, it doesn't hurt, drink more, and you can recover quickly.

Obedient, obedient, don't sleep, hurry, don't sleep. Open your eyes and your uncle will sing Hongyan to you. "

The man with a stubble on his face knelt on the ground, his nose and his eyes stained with tears. The bear-like man tried to make his voice softer and more kind.

Singing aloud in his mouth, his eyes stared at the children's condition while looking at the distant thechatin.

"Hurry up. I can't hold it anymore." Looking at the children around him, he couldn't help thinking of his child, and he felt like a ant bite.

The groaning of the four children, like a chainsaw, flickered up and down on the apex of his heart. He wanted to stop the sound of the chainsaw, and was afraid that the chainsaw would lose its sound.

What is contradiction is contradiction. Give morphine to make the child feel less pain, but looking at the flattened chest, morphine can inhibit breathing.

If these children were his own, he would never hesitate to use morphine. Not many ordinary people can bear this kind of suffering, but doctors are ordinary people.

But today, he can't bear but also tolerate, not only tolerate, but also to find ways to allow children to divert their attention.

A voice like a broken gong, and a singing voice like a wolf roared, like a cry, drifting into the distance in the wilderness, into the blue sky.

On the highway, large trucks of raw materials are pulled from various Stan countries, one after the other stopping on the highway.

A handsome traffic policeman was wearing sunglasses and black motorcycle boots, standing in the middle of the road, standing in front of the car group with no expression.

One thing is one thing, that is, the traffic police. If other occupations stand in front of the Yadong shuttle vehicles, it is estimated that the driver will be able to hit the mother without knowing it.

"Traffic, what's the matter, the tickets have been issued. Look at it, why don't we let us go!"

"A serious accident ahead has temporarily closed the road."

Highways, let alone tractors in other provinces, sometimes smaller motorcycles do not allow high speeds.

But the frontier speed is different. There are countless herds here, and the high-speed route is often the route of herd transition.

So in the frontier, it is strange to see the herd on the highway in the pastoral area, especially when the autumn transition, the herd of cattle, horses and sheep embarked on the highway.

In particular, some leading large livestock, horse sons, old aunt cattle, have a very bad temper. Going on a high speed is better than traffic police.

You can't urge them with a big horn, otherwise, turning your buttocks will be a hoof, and now some thin sheet metal cars can definitely deform with a hoof.

It is also a frontier feature that herds can go at high speeds in special locations, but some people will drive tractors to pretend to be herds in this section, and then go higher than the cars and test the speed.

So in frontiers, you should not be surprised to see a tractor smoking black smoke on a high-speed wheel.

The whistle, Dr. Zarike's doctor hated the sounding of the whistle for more than a decade. This time, he felt that the whistle from the distance was so cute and so pleasant.

Taking off the white coat and standing on the highway pile, the bear-like man flung up the white coat, dancing, dancing like the wind!

While dancing the white coat, he shouted: "Zhang Yuan, hurry up, the children can't hold on, please, hurry up!"

Tears flowed across his face.

"Zhang Yuan, look, someone is throwing a white coat to signal!"

Wang Yanan immediately reminded Zhang Fan.

Watching the lonely man standing on the green road stump and throwing the white coat in his hands exhausted, so lonely and so fragmented!

"Fast!" Zhang Fan's throttle has stepped to the bottom, and the roaring Cool Road Ze is speeding on the highway.

Get off and finally arrived at the scene of the accident.

"Xue Fei took the first group, Wang Yanan took the second group, Li Xiong took the third group and I went to the fourth group. Xue Fei is ready to substitute, exchange information, match with each department, and rescue immediately."

"Yes!" It was too late to say anything, and Zhang Fan got out of the car and ordered while running.

Behind him was a group of doctors and nurses carrying stretchers, carrying rescue boxes, and holding electric pacemakers.

After seeing Zhang Fan getting out of the car, Zarike's emergency doctor cried with a smile, and his dry lips were not straight. "Zhang Yuan, you are here at last, you are here at last."

"Come, jack! All men get started, they must pry open the gap quickly!"

Sweat, just like the river around, in the autumn valley, these people in white coats flow.

"Slow down, slow down, the oxygen cylinder! Adrenaline pushes quietly! The child holds on, we are here. We are the therapists' doctors, hold on!"

Zhang Fan looked at the dying child and shouted loudly.

One, two, two, the jack was too late. Regardless of men and women getting started, pushing the pedals, crying and shouting, Caoshan finally has a gap!

Slowly, the children were gently lifted out one by one.

When the child was lifted out of the sky with a little cloud, the sun suddenly escaped from the cloud, and the rays of light spread in the river valley and scattered among the people.

"Wang Yanan, did the operation of the fracture of the double femur, tibia and fibula come down?"

Zhang Fan was naked, as if Wang Anan didn't answer well, he was about to devour her, with a stern expression and a harsh tone.

"Report to Zhang Yuan, I can take it down! Please ask the leader to resolutely complete the operation."

Women's unique voices penetrate the valley. Lift! The girl did not hesitate to die, she licked her face to stay in orthopedics, and she did not waste her youth and time.

"Okay! Bring a group and start the operation! The operation cart forms four areas, and the four operations must be performed simultaneously at the first time.

The head nurse showed me your savory vigor, stared at every operation, and contacted things outside the operation. "

"Yes, Zhang Yuan, I go all out."

Looking at the poor child, like a broken wicker, he was as pitiful as a three-stick stick on a stretcher.

In this regard, when Zhang Fan brought them out of the children, one of the children endured the pain and gave Zhang Fan them a hard salute to the Young Pioneers.

A simple salute made a group of professionals who were accustomed to life and death directly cry.

Does it hurt? It hurts, but there is still a trace of Chinese spirit in it.

"Come on, boy, my uncle must go all out!"

Zhang Fan had to let others take the group for surgery, because the most serious child was in a coma with shock, and his vital signs suddenly disappeared. It can be said that just like the oil lamp going out soon, a little wind can even let him leave early. this world.

"Start surgery!"

All of a sudden, in the turning river valley, on the highway, only the quiet police lights are flashing, and even the river is afraid of disturbing the doctors and flows quietly.

Occasionally the birds passing through the mountains make people feel that this world is alive.

"You go to take a break, look at your hands, bandage, and drink some sugar and salt water." The nurse who stayed under the operating car looked at Zarzik's man and said gently.

In order to rescue the child, the doctor ran across the river valley with crawling belts. During the rescue, I didn't feel anything, but now I take a closer look. The blood and water on the festering skin are contaminated with mud, and the glass mule is here. The bottle in his hand broke.

Shaking hands, hoarse throat, "Just pack it casually, and now I can't rest attentively, I can't settle this life until I hear the news."

The nurse didn't force him, just squatted beside him and bandaged him.

It's all about medical treatment, she knows his mood too well. Doctors are not afraid of coming out, and they are not afraid of the long and difficult operation. Doctors are really afraid that there is no way to face patients in the face of disease. This is a shame for doctors.

When the moan sounded, he in the white shirt was watching the patient step by step towards death. To be honest, his heart was like a knife stirring.

At that time, he had the opportunity to go to the interior and the south, but he couldn't put it down here, he couldn't put it down here. However, now he is determined, he must improve his skills for this landscape.

"Squeegee! Small, this is a child. Give me a large one, isn't it bad? Fast!" Two legs, two femurs, two tibias, two fibula, watching the child swell a little Physically, Wang Yanan was furious.

Just like when she first entered the hospital, she was embarrassed by a wrong sentence, not that she had no emotional intelligence, but that she was too focused.

"Aspirator, the chest is full of congestion, fast, pressurized, blood transfusion, 1000cc, fast, can't stop!"

Doctor Song of Cardiothoracic Surgery is the second group. The children he took over had ribs broken like wafers, collapsed the chest cavity as a sandwich bread was pinched by naughty children, all the chocolate inside flowed out, but the bread was Fall down.

The pelvic fractures in the three groups of children were swollen underneath like quail roasted in red, and there was a constant flow of red blood.

In the last group, Zhang Fan took Xue Fei. This was the most serious child. He landed on the head, his chest was squeezed, his lungs were contused and lacerated, and his body was fractured in many places, which was tied together by his flesh.

"Knife, open your skull! Xue Fei, open your chest!"

The two performed at the same time, blood pressure, heart rate, and anesthesia doctor reported every three minutes.

As time passed, the gauze that wiped the blood of the patient's body was changed almost.

For craniocerebral surgery, Zhang Fan was fighting for maximum speed, decompression and hemostasis. The child is too small to dare to delay a little. His life has not yet begun, and he should not be allowed to fall at the beginning.

Little by little, the child's blood pressure finally stabilized, his heart rate slowly began to slow down, and his breathing slowly stabilized.

Just when Zhang Fan was relieved, the door of the surgical car was opened with a slap.

Zhang Fan's heart sank suddenly. He knew that these professional and professional people would never be so reckless unless something happened.

"Zhang Yuan, patient No. 3 suddenly had a massive abdominal hemorrhage, and the blood pressure was gone. Now I can't find the bleeding point, and we don't have enough plasma."

The little nurse shouted with a cry, across the surgical curtain.

Zhang Fan's hand shook gently. He is now in charge here. He must come up with a solution and give an order for anything.

At such times, he must not hesitate, or even he must consider it, and he must subconsciously issue a correct order.

Otherwise, the result of the delay and ambiguity is the death of the patient.

However, there was a child with a craniocerebra in his hand. He could not separate, and he wished to end the operation immediately and rush to patient No. 3, but he could not walk away.

His lips made him bite and bleed.

"Go, the tour under the operating table, the two operations are staring at each other, and the doctor who can perform the operation reports his blood type, blood is drawn at the scene, blood is transfused at the scene. Quick, this is a death order!

"Yes!"

"I'm type A. I have the same blood type as this child!"

"Pumping four hundred cc, I'm in good health!"

The blood that had just been drawn from the doctors was transfused into the child's body.

Patient No. 3's main surgeon, Li Xiong, sweated like a child's blood, and even the socks were filled with water. If you can take a step, you can make the toes make a sound of meat squeezing.

"Where, where, where is the bleeding!" He was too clear, and now he had drawn blood from the doctors and nurses, and if there was no bleeding, there was really no way.

With a medical age of over ten years, standing on the operating table, although his hands are afraid to shake, his legs really have a tendency to kneel, and the pressure is too great.

"No, no, Dr. Li, there is not enough plasma, so you must continue to lose!"

The teeth are broken, but the bleeding point is still not found.

The little nurse cried and led away again, and she was dizzy again and came to Zhang Fan's surgery car again. This time she did not have the energy of the previous time because the little girl had just drawn 200cc.

This is not a holiday. This is blood loss in a short period of time. The human body is very uncomfortable. The brain is still swollen. Why is there suddenly a loss of 200? You may feel dizzy if you are not healthy, let alone run away, but she still runs with her teeth.

Zhang Fan's heart was about to be crushed by his own oppression, and the operation had been raised countless times. He couldn't be faster, and something would happen soon.

"Draw me, my blood type is the same as that of a child." Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said to the visiting nurse.

"But you ..." the visiting nurse hesitated.

"Pump! Pump from your thigh, fast!" Zhang Fan's anxious eyes jumped out.

He can't help it. Is God really going to take one?

No, no!

A blood needle was hanging on the thigh, and the head nurse cried as she pumped. She didn't know why, she just wanted to cry, she wanted to cry loudly.

With a bag of plasma, Zhang Fan was slightly dizzy. He bit his tongue and shook his head. The operation in his hand did not allow him to feel dizzy.

But a bag of plasma is not enough. The doctor of the last blood group also lost blood, but ...

Li Xiong could not wait to slap himself, how could he not find it.

Seeing the hanging plasma was about to bottom out, but the bleeding could not be stopped.

At this time, 120 rang, and distant 120 rang.

Ouyang brought the second echelon of doctors.

Zhang Fan, listening to 120, finally let go of his heart.

He can finally let go of his burden now.

"Dean, there is no plasma ..." The little nurse stumbled towards Ouyang.

"Cry, cry, wipe the water on your face. You are a professional nurse, not a flat-headed ordinary person. You have no confidence, and let the patients have confidence in you!"

Triangular eyes were raised, and I scolded the little nurse calmly, calmed down, and the scolded world seemed to have order again.

After scolding, Ouyang took care of the wind-torn hair, "Help me up! ~"

With the help of the director of the medical office, Ouyang stood on Zhang Fan's car.

Then, he picked up the loudspeaker: "Comrades, it's urgent, there is no time for blood tests, and no time to wait for the blood in the blood bank.

However, we are here today, and if we have not come, there is nothing to say, but today we are here.

We came in white coats. We can't just watch the children die in our hands.

We are his hope, we are his last hope, the last straw for life.

We are determined not to let him leave the world with remorse and disappointment.

Today, none of them can be given to me. We must ... "The old lady hadn't finished talking.

The director of the medical office shouted: "Dean, my blood type is the same as that of my child. I have annual medical examinations and I have no infectious diseases."

"And I!"

"me too!"

Listening to Ouyang's powerful voice, Zhang Fan's heart stabilized, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The white team started to draw blood in a row.

"Tell Li Xiong, what's the anxiety, there is a hospital to give him the bottom, let him take a good hand, my old lady assured him here, how much blood he wants today, my old lady can get it for him. As long as he feel comfortable doing Surgery, don't have any pressure. Take the surgery to me beautifully, and take my child back from death. "

Ha ha, Lao Zang gives everyone a New Year

Uncles

Eat and drink this year, and go to less crowded places

All right, chat at home, spend time with family, take a good rest

Uncles

New year is coming

Good luck, everyone

Peaceful

Healthy

Next year, Lao Zang is waiting for the uncles to scold Lao Zang together

No less than one

Uncles

(End of this chapter)

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