As the saying goes: Saving a life is better than creating a seven-level floating map. I am not a Buddhist disciple, and I don't know what the Buddha statue is, but as a human nature, I will not just watch the death of the same kind and just sit back and watch.
This small truck rolled from the mountain road to the bottom of the ditch. Fortunately, the hillside was covered with thick snow and did not hit hard rocks. Otherwise, it would get stuck in the deformed cab like an old horse, but the small truck was blocked. The windshield shattered, and the driver was bloodied and unconscious. I can only stop the bleeding temporarily.
Brother Zhenmin asked me: "Why don't we lift him up the mountain road first, otherwise it will be cold and windy here, and he will get frostbite."
I nodded, and tore the driver’s trousers in half, tied his feet, put my hands under his armpits, and then backed up and climbed up the mountain road. Zhenmin hugged the driver’s. Waist, motioned the old Taoist priest to lift the driver's feet, and we worked together to lift the patient up the hillside with difficulty.
Xiao Ma stood on the mountain path and kept pointing me to the situation behind me. Seeing that I was panting from exhaustion, he rushed down to take the patient from me and continued to climb the mountain path.
The patient began to cough violently. I hurriedly signaled them to stop first, and asked the pony to turn the patient's head to the side to prevent the patient's throat from being choked by blood clots or sputum.
The old Taoist stared at me with complaining eyes. I ignored him and continued to rescue the patient. The patient coughed up black blood and breathed smoothly.
The little horse was a little surprised, and then he knelt down and continued to move up the mountain road with difficulty.
When we carried the patient back into the van on the mountain road, we were all tired, but I couldn't rest yet, so I immediately took out the acupuncture book, looked for the emergency acupuncture points, and continued to rescue the patient.
The patient's face was bloodstained and solidified, and his hands were black with cold.
I continued to acupuncture the patient's Shixuan points, hoping to wake up the unconscious patient with pain, but my pulse has gradually weakened as I touched him.
The old Taoist took out the "boring donkey" swig, I said to Xiao Ma: "You light a cigarette, I use it to moxibus the acupuncture points for the patient."
Xiao Ma responded, took out two cigarettes and threw one to Brother Zhenmin. He lit one by himself, took a deep breath, and handed it to me.
I put the ignition end of the cigarette on the Shaoshang acupoint at the end of the patient's thumb, and Brother Zhenmin also came to help, so I asked him to put the cigarette on the Shaochong acupoint outside the end of the patient's tail finger for treatment.
When we were trying our best to rescue the patient, the sirens screamed again.
It was still the pickup truck driven by Lao Ding, but the doctor and nurses from the Central Hospital of Huimeng Town came with the car to take over for me and continue to rescue the patients.
I am not familiar with the doctor at the town center hospital, but Zhenmin knew him and said, "Doctor He, let's take the patient back to the hospital for rescue!"
Doctor He, in his early thirties, first performed a basic examination for the patient, and responded: "The patient has internal injuries, and the medical conditions of our central hospital are not good, but I have asked them to call the city hospital and should be there soon. "
The space in the van is limited. Dr. He signaled us to go outside the van first. The nurse has already treated the patient with an infusion.
Brother Zhenmin introduced to Lao He: "This is Xue Mantiao's nephew, Doctor Yuan Chenghua, who works in the emergency department of the Municipal Mine Rescue Hospital, and may be able to help you!"
After hearing this, Dr. He and the little nurse cast a surprised look at me, and then saw that there were still Bo needles on the patient, and asked: "It turned out to be a doctor from a city hospital, but can acupuncture be used to rescue patients?"
I pulled out the Bo needle remaining in the patient's body and explained: "The situation is urgent and I have no first aid supplies, so I have to use Bo needle to rescue!" The nurse wiped the blood from the patient's face with an alcoholic face, revealing a young girl. Face.
Zhenmin exclaimed, "Isn't this Lianggou's nanny? I have to contact his family as soon as possible."
Doctor He said: "Let's take the patient back to the town hospital first. We can't waste time here!"
I asked Xiao Ma: "Can you still drive a car now?"
Xiao Ma shook his head, and Old Ding volunteered: "I'll drive, Xiao Su, drive my car back to town!"
I stayed in the van to take care of the patients, and Xiao Ma and the old Taoist took Lao Ding's pickup truck.
The sirens screamed, and the pickup truck drove ahead.
The nurse measured the patient's blood pressure and pulse and reported: "The patient's signs are temporarily stabilized!"
Doctor He also breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "If it weren't for Doctor Yuan, I'm afraid the patient would be dead!"
When we hurried back to the town center hospital, an ambulance just rushed to the entrance of the hospital, and a familiar figure got out of the car, it was indeed Min Fuzhong and Xiao Tang.
They both looked surprised when they saw me.
I said to the two men: "It's too late to explain, hurry up and send the patient back to our hospital for rescue!"
Brother Zhenmin got off the pickup truck and said to me: "You go back first! I will go to the city to find you when I have time!"
Dr. He and I transferred the patients into the ambulance. After saying goodbye to them, Old Xu kicked the accelerator and rushed back to our hospital.
Dr. Min again performed a detailed examination of the patient and concluded: "The patient has a moderate concussion**, an internal injury in the chest cavity, a sprained thigh, and a sprained foot. He needs surgery."
Xiao Tang added a bottle of salt water to the patient and asked: "Xiao Yuan, didn't you take time off to attend your grandma's funeral? Why are you here?"
I explained: "My grandmother's house is in Huimeng Town. I originally planned to rush back to the city overnight. I will go to work as usual today. I don't want to be delayed!" Then I asked, "Why are you here, such a coincidence?"
Min Fuzhong explained: "Our Mine Rescue Hospital is good at treating patients with surgical emergencies, so the 120 Emergency Center will send them to our emergency department when it hears of trauma patients."
Xiao Tang saw the burn marks on the end of the patient's finger and asked, "Why are there still burns on the patient's finger?"
I responded: "I used cigarettes to moxibustion for the patient Shao Shang and Shao Chong **. The patient was in a car accident in the wilderness. I was short of medical treatment and medicine, so I had to use the soil method to rescue it!"
Doctor Min opened the patient's eyelids and affirmed: "Your native method saved the patient's life!"
Lao Xu's car was fast and stable. We rushed back to the emergency department of the Mine Rescue Hospital in a short time, but this time we needed to send the patient to an X-ray. There was no family member of the patient, so I had to replace it first.
The patient's rib was broken and pierced into his lungs, and thoracotomy was urgently needed. I hesitated for a moment and boldly signed the operation notice. Huang Fang questioned: "Are you a patient's family member?"
I shook my head and explained: "I am a friend of the patient, and the patient's family will be there soon!"
Because I did not go to work, I could not go to the operating table to observe, so I had to wait outside the operating room.
After washing my hands and face in the bathroom, I just came to the nurse's station and saw Huang Fei there. I asked: "Sister, when did you transfer to the operating room?"
The senior sister was a little surprised when she saw me, and responded: "I just passed by here. I heard that your grandmother has passed away?"
I nodded and the senior sister comforted me: "Sorrow and change, people have to look forward. Sometimes death is a relief. My grandmother has bone cancer. In the last days, life is better than death."
She took a stack of documents, was about to leave, and asked me: "Are you waiting for someone?"
I shook my head hurriedly and said, "I just sent a patient for the operation. I have to report to our director."
The senior sister said smoothly: "The hospital will organize a cultural evening at the end of the year. Would you like to participate?"
I immediately refused, saying: "It is important to improve my medical level now. I am preparing to take the qualification certificate of assistant physician, I'm afraid I can't participate in the art performance." (End of this chapter)