"I'm watching saving lives in the snack street."
"The policeman and the gangster were stabbed together, which one should be rescued first?"
"We originally wanted to have some supper and go to the nightclub, but we didn't expect the performances on the street to be more exciting than the nightclub."
"I saw a super good-looking little brother."
In the circle of friends, circle elites are desperately posting emojis, pictures, videos, and selfies.
On the surface, the entrance to the Oyster Gate Banquet is peaceful.
Ling Ran's attention was on Dong Jinwu who had just been carried into the car.
He put one hand in Zang Zhao's stomach, grabbed the remaining iodophor with the other hand, and poured it on Dong Jinwu's body. It's over.
Boss Shao's heart ached when he saw it, no matter how cheap iodophor was, he bought it with his own money. The cost of raw materials for 20 yuan and ten strings of tripe is two and eight yuan. He can buy 100 strings of tripe raw materials for the price of a two-jin bottle of iodophor. After selling the 100 strings of tripe, he can buy raw materials and string them together , and sell it after stringing it together, it won't take long before the last hospitalization fee can be settled...
Dr. Zhou was not surprised, and only said in a low voice: "I suspect that the liver was injured, the blood loss is relatively large, and it is close to the amount of shock... The ambulance has not arrived yet..."
Ling Ranguang didn't listen, he still did palpation first, and passed a specialized physical examination to make a rough judgment.
Doctor Zhou didn't think it was a pestle either.
Surgeons have been continuously educated since the beginning of training: Don't trust anyone, don't trust anyone!
There are too many medical malpractice caused by doctors trusting the judgment of other doctors.
If Ling Ran wanted to stop the bleeding with bare hands, it was naturally impossible to rely on Doctor Zhou's judgment.
"Help me wash my hands." Ling Ran completed the preliminary diagnosis as quickly as possible, and then stretched out his free right hand, asking Doctor Zhou to use iodophor first, and then alcohol to disinfect himself from his hands to his arms.
After everything was done, Ling Ran took the kitchen knife that Dr. Zhou had just sterilized, held the handle of the knife with one hand, and faced the wound with a bow.
"Suppress it." Ling Ran's voice was cold, without the slightest emotion.
Dr. Zhou subconsciously suppressed the person, and saw Ling Ran slam down the knife, forcibly cutting open the rectus abdominis.
Ling Ran also didn't care about the convenience of suturing, he swiped and pulled twice to widen the wound, dropped the knife, stretched out his hand again, and said, "Pour the wine."
The remaining half bottle of wine washed away the blood on Ling Ran's hands. Before the alcohol evaporated, Ling Ran slowly inserted his right hand into Dong Jinwu's wound.
It was only at this time that Doctor Zhou realized what Ling Ran was doing, because Dong Jinwu's wound was deeper, and the incision that stabbed him was narrower and thinner, so that Ling Ran's hand couldn't get in at all.
"Ah... wow..." Dong Jinwu, who was dizzy from blood loss, struggled suddenly after being briefly anesthetized by alcohol for more than ten seconds.
Doctor Zhou yelled "Help", half of his body flew into the air, and pressed down hard from top to bottom.
Several men watching took the initiative to step forward and held down Dong Jinwu's shoulders and thighs.
Ling Ran's arm moved forward a few centimeters, stopped, and began to grope.
"The liver is cracked." Ling Ran just explained, the blood that was gurgling along the wound just now began to become thinner and thinner.
Doctor Zhou sat back on the scooter, and then looked up at Ling Ran, already full of shock.
At this moment, Ling Ran's left hand was inserted into the stomach of the policeman Zang Zhao, and his right hand was inserted into the stomach of the young man Dong Jinwu. It seemed that his whole body was stiff, but Doctor Zhou knew that what he was doing now was simply impossible.
The chief surgeon who often goes to the operating table has the experience of stopping bleeding with bare hands. Sometimes the knife is cut crookedly and the patient's blood gushes out, what should I do? Even looking for gauze will not work, it is the most correct choice to block it directly with your hands.
Manual hemostasis without a visual field is also very common. The so-called laparotomy is actually to cut open the stomach and turn over the internal organs one by one to see where the bleeding is. However, that is the most basic method. Experienced doctors often use You don't need to turn the internal organs over completely, and see blood gushing out from the bottom, stretch your hand down, and pull your fingers twice, you can often find the bleeding point. Of course, occasionally there will be situations where you can't find it, so it's not too late to look for it again.
However, compared to the bare-handed hemostasis that Dr. Zhou was familiar with, Ling Ran's technique was clearly far superior.
Thinking of Ling Ran's "family background", and looking at Boss Shao not far away, an idea suddenly popped up in Dr. Zhou's mind: I don't know what the patients have experienced in the Xiagou Clinic
"Where's the ambulance?" Ling Ran opened his hands, and there was a patient on one side, and he was quite tired and panicked.
On the contrary, many people happily ran to the front of the scooter, patting left and right.
Dr. Zhou took out his mobile phone and called to urge him. After a while, he said, "The whole street is occupied by traffickers. It's hard for an ambulance to come in, but it's coming soon."
Doctor Zhou hesitated for a moment, and said, "Let's get a car and go to the hospital by ourselves."
As he said that, Doctor Zhou's eyes fell on the face of Boss Xue with a big belly in black clothes and Xingyue Bodhisattva, and said, "Boss Xue, can you use your car?"
"I drive a sports car." Boss Xue patted his stomach, very happy to show off: "Audi tt, there is no room for two people in the back seat."
Boss Xue said while shaking the bodhis, his eyes swept around.
"Is Boss Shao's car here?" Dr. Zhou already knew Shao Jian.
Boss Shao silently put away his empty povidone iodine bottle, and put away two bottles from Luzhou Laojiao by surprise, and said, "Santana borrowed someone, and Corolla didn't come back to pick up the goods."
"You said that you are also a boss anyway, at least buy a Wuling." Dr. Zhou was exhausted today, not to mention sweating, and having nowhere to complain when he was nervous, so he could only complain, and then said to the surroundings: "Everyone Have a car? It can accommodate three people and take the patient to the hospital first. If we wait like this, it may be too late."
No matter how perfect Ling Ran's bare-handed hemostasis is, it can only slow down the speed of blood loss, and the necessary treatment is still indispensable.
No one around responded to Dr. Zhou's words.
Doctor Zhou yelled again, it was still the same, and a few people turned around and left.
Doctor Zhou smiled wryly: "If you can't, just push the cart outside and meet the ambulance, at least you can arrive earlier. I didn't expect that there are so many people, and there is not even one willing to help. What kind of world are they."
Ling Ran gave an "En", half-kneeled up, coughed, and said, "Everyone, we need to send the two wounded to Yunhua Hospital as soon as possible. If we arrive one minute earlier, we will have more hope, hope Friends who have cars can help out. We will bear the cost of cleaning up the car."
Last month he performed 100 cases of tang method sutures, and the average operation fee for each case was as much as four to five hundred yuan. Since the time was used for the operation, the cost was almost nothing. When it comes to money, Ling Ran Consciously rich. The three melons and two dates for cleaning the car were really not on his mind.
There was another sound of taking photos around. At this moment, a girl boldly said with a blushing face, "I can lend you my car."
Ling Ran was about to agree immediately.
But before he could speak, another little aunt on the opposite side shouted: "My car is parked in front of me, and I can leave now."
"My suv has a spacious and high back row, just for you to use!" This is another little aunt.
"Mine is Mercedes-Benz Big G." An old aunt stood up, pulled out a shy girl with her hand, and said, "My daughter is taking you off. .”
With the deterrent force of big g, the old aunt bought a few seconds of precious time, pointed in a direction, and asked someone to push the scooter forward.
After a while, several people were loaded into the back row of the square big G. The shy girl gently stepped on the accelerator, slowly drove out of the night market, and then rushed all the way to the hospital.
Ling Ran breathed a sigh of relief because of this, and smiled at Doctor Zhou: "The world is still good."
He simply wanted to give back to Dr. Zhou for his enlightenment today.
Doctor Zhou chuckled twice...
Young Dong Jinwu didn't know whether he woke up from the pain or was shaken awake by the running car. He opened his eyes and looked around, asking, "Where am I?"
"We're going to the hospital." Doctor Zhou explained carefully: "We'll be fine once we get to the hospital."
Dong Jinwu smiled with difficulty, and said, "I know, I'll just say, it's okay to stab once, but it's fine to sew twice."
Doctor Zhou's face turned black.