To put it bluntly, he panicked himself. Suddenly, no one noticed just now and thought the patient was asleep, but it turned out that he lost consciousness? ! The clinician has not done it for a long time, and his heart is not as strong as before. Unlike old classmates and Tan Kelin.
After receiving the notice, Zhou Junpeng rushed into the door and asked the two teachers anxiously: "Ms. Cao, Mr. Tan, what do you say?"
Tan Kelin took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and threw the umbrella into a corner. He bent over to wear the stethoscope, grabbed the inflatable ball of the sphygmomanometer in his hand, pumped out the air, and listened carefully to identify the patient's blood pressure.
As for Cao Yong, he opened the patient's eyelids with a medical flashlight to check the patient's pupillary reflex.
"The blood pressure is very low. I'm going into shock. Get rehydration first, and then go to the blood bank to get blood." Tan Kelin took off the head of the stethoscope and directed the people below.
"Why did you go into shock?" Zhou Junpeng's head froze, "Are you drunk? Alcoholism?"
"No, she has a fishbone stuck—" Xie Wanying said anxiously from behind.
"When did it happen!" Zhou Junpeng turned around and yelled at her anxiously.
"What's your name!" The two deputy high officers turned their heads and scolded him at the same time.
Is it a case of asking when and when? Now it's time to rescue rescue. Zhou Junpeng's brain was pushed into the cold water by the deputy high's icy eyes, he kept his voice down, and replied, "Yes, teacher."
"Who is on duty in the second and third lines of cardiothoracic surgery tonight?" Tan Kelin asked him calmly.
There is no need to consider the front line, the level is estimated to be inferior to Zhou Junpeng.
"The second line is Dr. Yang. The third line is Teacher Fu." Zhou Junpeng tried hard to keep up with the teacher's thinking speed. "There is nothing to do tonight. They should be at home and not in the hospital."
"Call them back!"
"is teacher."
"How long will it take for them to come back?"
"Not that fast."
"Isn't it far away? Whoever's home is closest to the hospital, no matter whether it's notified to come back from duty tonight!" Tan Kelin said with his hands on his hips, his face somber.
It's different when a medical student in your own hospital has an accident.
Zhou Junpeng took his mobile phone and wanted to call outside to notify someone, but was called back by the deputy chief.
"What are you calling? Don't you ask someone else to call you!" Tan Kelin scolded in a low voice until the end, hating iron for steel, almost cutting the little fool in front of him with a knife.
You are a doctor and you want to participate in the rescue immediately, but you go to call. When Zhou Junpeng came back to his senses, he also felt that his brain had twitched. He must have panicked.
Ren Chongda took his mobile phone: "I'll notify them. Notify Fu Xinheng first, shall I?"
In such a big situation, the most powerful robot must be notified first to come back. Ren Chongda called Fu Xinheng.
After being found by the nurse, Qin Ruoyu rushed in, seeing the shockingly pale face of her friend and student, her legs were about to go limp: "Oh my god—"
"Doctor Qin, prepare for the CT room." Cao Yong turned to her and said.
"Hemorrhage?" Looking at the situation, Qin Ruoyu could guess what the problem was.
"It should be." Cao Yong intuitively felt that the junior sister's judgment was right.
"How to do?"
"After the photoshoot, Dr. Tan and I will go to the operating room to support her, and let her wait until the cardiothoracic surgeon arrives. So, Dr. Zhou, you should prepare for me to go to the operating room right now." Cao Yong turned around, Tell Zhou Junpeng.
Receiving his gaze of wanting to bring his life back at all costs, Zhou Junpeng shivered and straightened his chest, and replied, "Yes, Teacher Cao!"