The entire process of the game is broadcast live.
When the screen on the first floor of the small auditorium showed Gu Qiqi's team's cesarean section operation for eclampsia, the auditorium was boiling
"God, this eclampsia is treated, absolutely."
"Healing diseases and giving birth are the same thing, this is a natural obstetrics master, the mother who gave birth to Guanyin"
"Is this really a contestant from the School of Pharmacy? Didn't I switch the channel wrong, and I recorded the operation process of the top students from the School of Clinical Medicine?"
"Of course not. This is the hardest and most difficult subject in the school of pharmacy. You forgot that the school of clinical medicine is a deadly simple rabies, okay?"
Staring fixedly at the screen, Gu Xuexue thought she had misread it.
That little bitch Gu Qiqi has only been in the pharmacy school for two days, why did she become so powerful all of a sudden, did Feng Yangchu give her some perverted cheats
She was a little flustered, and hurriedly sent a message to Qin Zhiming: "Senior brother, that bitch Gu Qiqi has already undergone emergency surgery for eclampsia, what will happen if she wins, blah blah blah"
She came here to admire Gu Qiqi's ugly appearance, but she didn't want to see Gu Qiqi's all-round appearance
Soon, Qin Zhiming was in the middle of directing the team to deal with the pesticide poisoning, and sent her a message: "Don't worry, I've already arranged a follow-up move, haha"
"Brother, it's too late, what else can I do now? The people in their team are ready to take off their surgical gowns and go to the disinfection pool to wash their hands."
"I told you not to rush, you just wait and watch the excitement." After all, Qin Zhiming is still in the game, so it's not good to keep looking down at the phone to send messages.
After replying the last sentence impatiently, he dropped the phone and continued to instruct his teammates to deal with the poisoned patients. The first aid for poisoning is simple, and there is no need for surgery, just infuse some fluid. Give him another ten minutes, and he will be able to handle it.
The preliminary competition not only depends on whether the first aid is successful, but also depends on the completion time.
Today, they must be in the top three
Gu Xuexue was restless, she suddenly looked up and saw the screen, there seemed to be some confusion in the operating room where Gu Qiqi was.
The simulated patient who had already done the cesarean section can hand in the paper as long as the wound is sutured.
Qiu Lu volunteered to be responsible for the finishing stitching work.
To free up time, let Gu Qiqi hurry to visit Yang Xiaolan.
Unexpectedly, just as Qiu Lu had just sewed halfway, suddenly, a stream of black blood spewed out from the abdominal cavity of the simulated patient.
what happened
This patient simulator is malfunctioning
Bei Mingtian strode forward: "Could it be that our operation was not done well, and the patient suffered from postpartum hemorrhage?"
Everyone is excited.
Oops
"Blood transfusion? We didn't contact the blood bank, oh, it's too late." Qiu Lu went crazy.
The rest of the teammates also began to lose their temper: "What should we do? Will we do it for nothing and get zero points?"
In chaos.
Gu Qiqi calmly glanced at the simulated patient's performance and the data displayed by the electronic equipment next to him.
Her vermilion lips parted slightly, and her tone was authoritative and unquestionable: "Blood oxygen saturation dropped, 88, 70 blood pressure dropped, 8040 blood was stale and black, and at the same time, the amount of bleeding was not much. This is the rapid action of amniotic fluid embolism caused by eclampsia." Get up and start strangling the second leading cause of maternal death"
amniotic fluid embolism
Another complication that can kill a person in ten seconds
Being a woman is really not easy.
No wonder the ancients said that when a woman gives birth, she lies on the coffin board, with one foot on the new characters and the other on the dead characters.
Life and death are half up to fate