Fu Shiwu is really worried!
He didn't expect the most difficult things to be solved, but he was embarrassed by this most basic problem.
"You won't! I won't either! What can I do?!" Fu Shiwu said frantically.
Don't burn Tang Xuhai to death because he doesn't know how to infuse, then he will vomit blood.
The corner of Wen Zhaoming's mouth twitched, he thought about it and said, "You can tie his thickest blood vessel."
"Even if it is the thickest, I may not be able to get in." Fu Shiwu really has no such ability, and the business is completely wrong!
Fu Shiwu pulled up Tang Xuhai's arm and touched the slightly bulging veins on his arm: "So thin!"
Fu Shiwu compared his arms. His arms are all soft meat, with a layer of fat under the skin, and the blood vessels exposed on the surface are flat. Tang Xuhai's arms are strong and strong, full of muscles without any excess fat, only a thin layer of skin, blood vessels attached. Also slightly raised.
Even if it is more conspicuous than his, it does not mean that he can hit it all at once.
In the news, it has been reported many times that a doctor-patient dispute was caused because the nurses were not able to tie the blood vessels. Think about the possibility that the professional nurses may not be able to tie the blood vessels, let alone a professional such as him.
"Isn't it okay to tie the muscle directly without tying the blood vessel?" Fu Shiwu asked Wen Zhaoming after a discussion.
Wen Zhaoming shook his head: "This is an infusion, not a subcutaneous injection. It will cause bruising, like running a needle, and it cannot be injected subcutaneously at all."
Fu Shiwu took out the thermometer in Tang Xuhai's mouth, looked at the light, and was shocked: "41°!"
He put down the thermometer and turned around in a hurry: "This must be given to him!"
Wen Zhaoming comforted: "Don't worry, you can practice first."
"Where?" Fu Shiwu looked at him immediately.
Wen Zhaoming quickly shook his head and said, "Take the infusion set and find the thinnest tube. I've seen nurses practice with that kind of tube, and they say it's similar to a blood vessel!"
When Fu Shiwu heard the words, he immediately rummaged for the infusion set. He opened a pack and took out the infusion set.
The infusion tube really has a short tube that connects to the needle part that is extra thin.
Fu Shiwu wiped his hands, pulled the needle off, and began to try to puncture the thin tube with the needle.
It's not an easy task to stick the needle in and stick the needle down the thin tube into the tube. Fu Shiwu tried hard not to pierce his head a few times.
His movements became lighter and lighter, and he also learned to slant the needle into it. After a dozen attempts, his movements became more and more skilled.
"Almost! That's it!" Fu Shiwu said.
With confidence, Fu Shiwu found disinfectant, and then used a cotton swab to disinfect Tang Xuhai's elbow socket.
Originally, the back of the hand was the most difficult place to run the needle and facilitate the patient's movement, but Fu Shiwu felt that the blood vessels in this place were the most obvious and thicker. The big deal was to tie Tang Xuhai's arm and prevent him from moving.
Fu Shiwu inserted one end of the infusion set into the liquid bag, tied the infusion tube used for practice to the light socket, and hung the saline solution, and took out the other end of the needle.
"It's started!" Fu Shiwu took a deep breath, and concentratedly took the needle and stabbed it towards Tang Xuhai's elbow.
Maybe it was his practice that worked, or maybe it was just luck that he succeeded at once.
"It's done!" Fu Shiwu said happily, pressing the plastic head on the needle.
"Attach tape." Wen Zhaoming reminded.
Two non-professionals, then they remembered that they can't always press the needle with their hands, but should stick tape to fix it.
"I forgot to take it!" Fu Shiwu was stunned, unable to imagine that he would have made such a mistake.
However, he immediately remembered that he had taken a Band-Aid, so he hurriedly rummaged through it with one hand, and when he found Wen Zhaoming, he helped him take out one and tore it open.
One end was glued to Tang Xuhai's arm, and the other end, Fu Shiwu, tore off the plastic sticker and pressed it on Tang Xuhai's arm, the middle part firmly covering the needle opening.
The infusion set was opened to the maximum, and the saline immediately flowed into Tang Xuhai's body along the infusion tube.
They finally breathed a sigh of relief when they successfully infused Tang Xuhai.
But things were not over yet. Fu Shiwu found a disposable syringe and took out two antipyretic injections, and used the syringe to inject the antipyretic needles into the infusion port of the infusion set.
"It's better to add some anti-inflammatory for him." Wen Zhaoming said looking at his movements.
"I know." Fu Shiwu took out the first aid kit Tang Xuhai prepared himself, crushed the anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics into powder, and then sucked the powder into it with the syringe with the needle removed, and then injected the powder into it through the filling port.
Of course, the powder that happened during this process was stuck in the syringe because of the residual liquid, and it couldn't get in. In the end, I had to draw some physiological saline from the dropper in the middle of the infusion set. After shaking for a long time, the powder melted, and finally it was successfully injected He didn't want to mention the embarrassing thing he killed.
After doing these things, Fu Shiwu was still sweating even in a cool place like the bomb shelter.
Although he was sweating all over, Fu Shiwu had to admit that he was in a surprisingly good mood. It would be even better if his actions and efforts could make Tang Xuhai recover from his fever.
After relaxing, Fu Shiwu felt terribly hungry.
"It turns out it's past 1 o'clock!" Fu Shiwu looked at his watch in surprise, "I said why I'm so hungry."
He turned to look at Wen Zhaoming: "Aren't you feeling hungry?"
Wen Zhaoming smiled lightly: "I'm fine. I guess I don't move much, and I don't feel hungry. You must be hungry after a long day of work."
It is estimated that this is the reason. Fu Shiwu didn't think about it, he was ready to cook noodles and eat it.
"Which flavor do you want?" Fu Shiwu asked Wen Zhaoming hesitantly, holding a handful of seasoning packets in his hand.
"It's up to you to decide, anyway, it seems that Tang Xuhai can't scream, and he doesn't need to take into account his taste." Wen Zhaoming said.
"Okay! Then the braised beef!" Fu Shiwu took out a packet from the middle and put the rest back.
Solid alcohol is actually quite durable, and Fu Shiwu makes boiled noodles without much effort.
Fu Shiwu was busy there, and Wen Zhaoming unknowingly rubbed his arms.
He looked at Fu Shiwu, thinking about his own thoughts. With his physical condition, it is best to rely on others when the current crisis is full of uncertainties. Tang Xuhai is strong, but he is not easy to deal with. Although Fu Shiwu doesn't look strong, he is very friendly to people. The care and character are also more decisive.
It's hard to say what will happen in the future, but it seems that Tang Xuhai and Fu Shiwu are the talismans that he must follow firmly. No one likes a drag, how to make them feel that he is valuable is the next goal.
"What's wrong with you?" Fu Shiwu asked him worriedly, "Your face is very pale."
"Huh?" Wen Zhaoming sat up straight, put down his arms, smiled reluctantly and said, "I'm fine."
"You look ugly, do you know that?" Fu Shiwu's face sank immediately, his eyes staring sharply at Wen Zhaoming.
Tang Xuhai is a brave person to the extreme, and he doesn't want Wen Zhaoming to follow him.
"If you have any discomfort, don't hide it! You must say it, do you understand?" Fu Shiwu said in a slow, oppressive tone.
Wen Zhaoming didn't know what to think, his face became even paler, and his voice became unstable: "I'm sorry!!"
Fu Shiwu maintained his usual indifferent face. Seeing the beads of sweat dripping from Wen Zhaoming's face, he was puzzled, why was he so scared, and he didn't say anything? Isn't that all good intentions? !
Before Fu Shiwu showed a questioning look, Wen Zhaoming's eyes rolled over and fainted!
Fu Shiwu was stunned!
"I... so scary?" Fu Shiwu was extremely aggrieved, but he still threw the pot and rushed over.
Wen Zhaoming sat on the electric wheelchair with his head tilted. The scene was as frightening as a sudden death in a movie. Fu Shiwu raised his head and patted his face.
He raised his hand, which was full of Wen Zhaoming's sweat, but Wen Zhaoming's body was extremely cold.
"Wen Zhaoming! Zhaoming!!" Fu Shiwu shook him vigorously, at this time Wen Zhaoming shivered.
Fu Shiwu understood, it was not that he was frightened, but that Wen Zhaoming was sick!
"Damn it!" Fu Shiwu cursed the unlucky luck, and took Wen Zhaoming from the electric wheelchair and put it on his bed.
The air-raid shelter was very cool, and it could be said to have a hint of gloom. They slept directly on the ground covered with a layer of seat cover. Wen Zhaoming and Fu Shiwu didn't have a blanket to cover like Tang Xuhai, they just put on clothes.
Wen Zhaoming's body hasn't been very good since the accident. Unlike Tang Xuhai, who is an exercise madman, he trained his body to be full of muscles. Naturally, he couldn't resist the cold air on the ground and caught a cold.
Wen Zhaoming felt a little cold in the morning, but he didn't care. When Fu Shiwu came back to work on Tang Xuhai's affairs, he felt a little uncomfortable but didn't say anything.
This little problem is usually enough to drink some water and take some medicine, but in such an environment, how could he resist the past!
He stuffed Wen Zhaoming with some cold medicine and gave him water. After Fu Shiwu finished his meal, he wiped the metal water cup and took out the thermometer to see that it was 38.7°!
This one is also on fire!
Fu Shiwu sat on his knees in the middle of the two sick patients, looked left and right, and felt that he could describe himself with a bitter word!