Path of Medicine With a System

Waiting, waiting for rescue is probably the most difficult thing. If you add some heavy emotions to this difficulty, it is estimated that adults are fine, but children are dying.

The emergency doctor in Charik knelt by the side of the haystack while gently wiping the faces of the four children with salt water.

While using a large bottle of sugar salt water to gently feed the children slowly along their shriveled lips.

"Be obedient, come cheer up and drink more, drink more, the pain will not hurt, drink more and you will recover quickly.

Be good, be good, don't sleep, hurry up, don't sleep. Open your eyes, uncle will sing to you Hongyan. "

The stubble-faced man knelt on the ground, with snot and tears all over his face, and the bear-like man tried his best to make his voice softer and more kind.

Singing songs loudly in his mouth, while staring at the situation of the children, he looked in the direction of Cha Su in the distance.

"Hurry up. I can't hold on any longer." Looking at the children around him, he couldn't help but think of his own children, and his heart ached like an ant biting an insect.

The groans of the four children, like a chainsaw, went up and down on the tip of his heart. He wanted to stop the sound of the chainsaw, but was afraid that the sound of the chainsaw would stop.

What is a contradiction? This is a contradiction. Give the child some morphine to relieve the child's pain, but looking at the half-flattened chest, morphine will inhibit breathing.

If these children were his own, he would definitely use morphine regardless. Few ordinary people can endure this kind of suffering, but doctors are all ordinary people.

But today, even if he couldn't bear it, he had to endure it, not only to endure it, but also to find a way to divert the children's attention.

With a voice like a broken gong, and a song like a wolf's roar, it floated into the distance in the wilderness, into the blue sky, crying like weeping.

...

On the highway, large trucks pulling raw materials from various countries in Stan stopped on the highway one after another.

A handsome traffic policeman was wearing sunglasses and black motorcycle boots, standing in the middle of the road, standing in front of the group of cars with a blank expression.

One thing is one thing, that is, the traffic police. If other professions stand in front of this group of Yadong shuttle vehicles, it is estimated that the driver will hit the mother without knowing it.

"transportation,

What's going on, fine tickets have already been issued, look at it, why don't you let us go on the road! "

"A serious accident has occurred ahead, and the road is temporarily closed."

On highways, let alone tractors in other provinces, sometimes motorcycles with smaller displacement are not allowed to use highways.

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

Therefore, in the borderlands, it is strange to see herds on the expressway in the pastoral area, especially when the transition in autumn, the herds of cattle, horses and sheep are on the expressway.

Especially some of the big animals who took the lead, the son of the horse and the old aunt, had quite bad tempers. Walking on the highway, you are better than the traffic police.

You can't use the loudspeaker to urge you, otherwise, turning your buttocks is just a hoof, and some thin-metal cars can definitely change shape with a hoof.

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

So in the borderlands, don't be surprised if you see black smoke and tractors with flying wheels on the highway.

...

The siren sounded, the doctor in Zarik hated it for more than ten years. This time, he felt that the whistle from a distance was so cute and sweet.

Taking off his white coat and standing on the highway pile, the bear-like man threw up his white coat and danced like the wind!

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

Tears streamed down his face.

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

Wang Yanan immediately reminded Zhang Fan.

Looking at the lonely man standing on the green road post, shaking the white coat in his hand with all his strength, so lonely, so dismembered!

"Quick!" Zhang Fan had stepped on the accelerator, and the roaring Cruze was speeding on the road.

Get out of the car, and finally arrived at the scene of the accident.

"Xue Fei leads the first group, Wang Yanan leads the second group, Li Xiong leads the third group and I go to the fourth group. Xue Fei is always ready to replace, exchange information, coordinate with each department, and rescue immediately."

"Yes!" Without time to exchange greetings or speak, Zhang Fan got out of the car and gave orders while running.

And behind him were a group of doctors and nurses carrying stretchers, first-aid kits, and electric pacemakers.

After seeing Zhang Fan and the others get off the car, the emergency doctor in Zarik laughed and cried, and muttered with dry lips: "Yuan Zhang, you are finally here, you are finally here."

"Come on, Jack! All men must pry open the gap quickly!"

Sweat, like the river around you, flows through the autumn river valley with this group of people in white coats.

"Slow down, slow down, oxygen tank! Adrenaline injection! Hold on, kid, here we come. We are doctors of tea, hold on!"

Zhang Fan looked at the dying child in front of him and shouted loudly.

One two, one two, the jack is too late. Regardless of men and women, all started, pushing the pedals, crying and shouting, and finally there was a gap in the grass mountain!

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

At the moment when the child was lifted out of the cloudy sky, the sun suddenly escaped from the cover of the clouds, shining in the river valley and among the group of people.

"Wang Yanan, can the operation for the fracture of the tibia and fibula of the double femur be taken out?"

Zhang Fan's eyes were bare, as if Wang Yanan was about to devour her if he didn't answer well, with a ferocious expression and a stern tone.

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

A female voice resounded through the valley. Cheer up! It's not in vain for the girl to live and die, and forcefully stay in the orthopedics department while licking her face. She didn't 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 carried out simultaneously at the first time.

The head nurse showed me your vigor, keeping an eye on every operation and keeping in touch with things other than the operation. "

"Yes, Zhang Yuan, I will do my best."

Looking at the poor child, he was like a broken willow, and he was as pitiful as a three-section stick when he was on the stretcher.

Just like that, when Zhang Fan and the others carried out the children, one of the children endured severe pain and saluted Zhang Fan and the others as a Young Pioneers.

A simple salute brought tears to the eyes of a group of professionals who were used to seeing life and death.

Does it hurt? It hurts, but there is still a trace of the spirit of Huaguo in the small body.

"Come on, kid, uncle must go all out!"

Zhang Fan had to ask other people to lead the operation, because the most serious child was in shock and coma, and his vital signs came and went. It can be said that it is like an oil lamp that is about to be extinguished. A little wind can even make him leave early. this world.

"Start the operation!"

All of a sudden, in the turning valley and on the highway, there were only quiet police lights flashing, and even the river was quietly flowing, fearing to disturb the doctors.

Occasionally, the birds flying over the mountains make people feel that the world is alive.

"Go and rest for a while, look at your hands, bandage them, and drink some sugar and salt water." The nurse who stayed under the operating cart looked at the man in Charik and said softly.

In order to save the child, the doctor ran across the river valley. He didn't feel anything when he rescued the child, but now he looked carefully, the broken skin was stained with blood and mud, and there were glass shards. The bottle in my hand is broken.

Trembling hands, hoarse voice, "It's enough to pack it casually. I don't want to rest now. If I don't wait for news, I don't think I will be safe in this life."

The nurse didn't force him either, but squatted gently beside him and bandaged him.

They are all medical practitioners, and she knows his feelings too well. Doctors are not afraid of making outpatient visits, and they are not afraid of long and difficult operations. What doctors are really afraid of is that they have no way to deal with diseases and patients. This is a shame for doctors.

When the groans sounded, he in the white shirt could only watch the patient step by step towards death. To be honest, his heart was like a knife.

Back then, he also had the opportunity to go to the mainland and the south, but he couldn't let go of this place and the mountains and rivers here. But now that he has made up his mind, he must improve his skills for this landscape.

"Curette! The small one, this is the child, give me the large one, won't it hurt too much? Hurry up!" The two legs, two femurs, two tibias, and two fibulae watched as the child swelled up. Physically, Wang Yanan went berserk.

Just like when she first entered the hospital, if she slapped people when she said something wrong, it wasn't that she had no EQ, but that she was too focused.

"Aspirator, the chest cavity is full of blood, hurry up, pressurize, transfuse blood, hurry up, don't stop!"

Dr. Song from the cardiothoracic surgery department was in the second group. The child he took over had ribs as if a wafer biscuit had been broken, and a collapsed chest like a sandwich bread being pinched by a mischievous child. All the chocolate inside flowed out, while the bread collapsed.

The children in the third group had fractured pelvis, and the lower part was swollen like a roasted red quail, with bright red blood flowing continuously.

In the last group, Zhang Fan took Xue Fei. This was the most serious child. His head fell to the ground, his chest was squeezed, his lungs were contused, and his body was fractured in many places, that is, he was connected by the flesh of his body.

"Knife, open the head! Xue Fei, open the chest!"

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

Time ticked by, and the gauze used to wipe the blood in the patient's body was changed almost a pile.

For brain surgery, Zhang Fan tried his best to decompress and stop the bleeding. The child is too young to dare to procrastinate a little bit. His life has not yet begun, so he cannot be allowed to fall down at the beginning.

Bit by bit, the child's blood pressure finally stabilized, his heart rate slowly slowed down, and his breathing became steady.

Just when Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, the door of the surgery cart was slammed open.

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

"Yuan Zhang, patient No. 3 suddenly developed a massive abdominal hemorrhage, and his blood pressure dropped. Now he can't even find the bleeding point, and we don't have enough plasma."

The little nurse shouted through the surgical curtain with a crying sound.

Zhang Fan's hand trembled lightly, he is the general manager here now, he has to come up with a way and issue orders for any matter.

At this moment, he couldn't help he hesitate, or even think about it, he had to subconsciously give a correct order.

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

However, he still had a child with an open brain in his hand, and he couldn't get away. He wished he could end the operation immediately and rush to patient No. 3, but he couldn't and couldn't leave.

His lips were bleeding from biting.

"Go, go on tour under the operating table, one person will watch the two operations, the doctor who can perform the operation will report his blood type, blood will be drawn on the spot, and blood will be transfused on the spot. Quick, this is a death order!"

"yes!"

"I am type A, and I have the same blood type as this child!"

"Smoking 400 cc, I'm in good health!"

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

Li Xiong, the chief surgeon of patient No. 3, was sweating like a child's blood, and there was even a puddle of water inside the socks. If you can take a step, it is estimated that you can make the toes squeeze water.

"Where is it, where is it, where is the bleeding!" He knew too well, now that the doctors and nurses have drawn blood, if he still can't find the bleeding, there is really nothing he can do.

With more than ten years of medical experience, standing on the operating table, although I dare not shake my hands, my legs really have a tendency to kneel, and the pressure is too great.

"No, no, Dr. Li, the plasma is not enough, we must continue to lose!"

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

The little nurse cried and ran away again, staggered and came to Zhang Fan's surgery cart again in a daze, this time without the strength of the last time, because the little girl just had a convulsion.

This is not a period, but a short-term blood loss. The human body is very uncomfortable, and the brain is still foggy. Why did it suddenly lose 200? Those who are not in good health might faint, let alone run away, but she still gritted her teeth and ran.

Zhang Fan's heart was almost broken by his own oppression. The operation, which had already been improved countless times, couldn't be done sooner, or something would happen sooner.

"Draw me, my blood type is the same as the child's." Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said to the itinerant nurse.

"But you..." The itinerant nurse hesitated.

"Smack it! Smash it from the thigh, hurry up!" Zhang Fan's anxious eyes were about to pop out.

There was nothing he could do. Is God really going to take one away?

No, no!

There was a blood-drawing needle hanging on her thigh, and the head nurse was crying while drawing it. She didn't know why, but she just wanted to cry, just wanted to cry loudly.

A bag of plasma made Zhang Fan slightly dizzy. He bit his tongue and shook his head. The operation in his hand could not tolerate his dizziness.

But one bag of plasma was not enough, and the doctor's plasma of the last blood type was also transfused in, but...

Li Xiong wanted to slap himself twice, but why couldn't he find it.

I watched helplessly that the hanging plasma was about to bottom out, but the bleeding could not be stopped.

At this time, 120 rang, and 120 in the distance rang.

Ouyang came with the doctors from the second echelon.

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

He can finally let go of his burden now.

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

"Why are you crying? Wipe off the water on your face for me. You are a professional nurse, not an ordinary person. You have lost confidence. How can you let patients have confidence in you!"

The triangular eyes stood up, stupefied that the little nurse was calmed down, and the cursed world seemed to have order again.

After scolding, Ouyang straightened his hair that was blown by the wind, "Help me up!~"

With the support of the director of the medical department, Ouyang stood on the front of Zhang Fan's car.

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

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

We came in white coats. We cannot stand by and watch our children die at our hands.

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

We are determined not to let him leave this world with regret and disappointment.

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

The director of the medical department shouted: "Dean, my blood type is the same as the child's. I have a physical examination every year, and I don't have any infectious diseases."

"And I!"

"me too!"

Hearing Ouyang's sonorous and forceful voice, Zhang Fan's heart stabilized, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The white team began to draw blood in rows.

"Tell Li Xiong, why are you so anxious? There is a hospital that will give him the bottom line and let him show his skills. My old lady is here to assure him that my old lady can get him as much blood as he wants today. As long as he can do it with peace of mind. Don't put any pressure on the operation. Make the operation beautiful for me, and completely snatch the child back from the hand of death."

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