Director Pan was focused on nothing else. He held the hemostatic forceps in his hand and kept searching for the femoral vein that had collapsed into a white line.
I remember that on the battlefield, there were too many comrades suffering from hemorrhagic shock. Being skilled in this technique was like eating and drinking.
The eyes are a bit blurry, and the patient's local tissue structure cannot be clearly observed. You are still getting old, but if you don’t get better, who else can you? Very few young people have mastered this method of incision. They have all been trained with human lives. Where can young people in peacetime find so many patients with hemorrhagic shock? !
Five minutes later, Director Pan finally found the femoral vein and successfully punctured it. Then he hung up a bottle of glucose with Meilan added. He let out a sigh of relief as he looked at the dripping liquid.
Although it's a little slower than when I was younger, I can still find the femoral vein within five minutes. It's not perfect, but it's passable. He was very satisfied that he was still strong and able to eat!
Straightening up, Director Pan heard a faint creaking sound from his lumbar spine.
People still have to accept old age. Director Pan smiled bitterly and suddenly thought about where Zheng Ren had gone
The hospitalization he was about to come to was always performed perfectly before, including the diagnosis of the patient's condition this time.
To know about nitrite poisoning, ordinary people may never see it once in their lifetime. Director Pan met a patient when he was young and looked through books to find a cure. It's a pity that the person didn't ask too hard and didn't wait until he found Meilan.
The previous surgery and the emergency diagnosis showed that,
Zheng Ren can do it!
But where is he
Director Pan turned around and looked around, then he was shocked.
Twelve beds were lined up behind him, with seven or eight patients lying in special positions. Some of them had already completed deep venous puncture, and medical staff carried them onto flat cars, transferred them out of the emergency room, and moved them to the observation room.
Zheng Ren was bending over and concentrating on deep vein puncture.
Young people have quick eyesight and quick hands, Lao Director Pan lamented.
But then he discovered that Zheng Ren was not only quick with eyesight, but also quick with hands. He almost turned into a bolt of lightning.
Xie Yiren didn't know when he would join the rescue effort, so he stood quietly beside Zheng Ren and took charge of the rescue. Starting from opening the puncture pack, disinfecting, puncturing, suturing, and fixing, the whole set takes... 30 seconds
Old Director Pan felt that he had said too much.
While Zheng Ren was suturing and fixing, Xie Yiren had already gone to the next patient and started to prepare.
This is too fast.
In addition to Xie Yiren, Zheng Ren is surrounded by more than 20 medical staff.
Some carried the patients sent by 120 to the emergency bed.
Some are nervously preparing methylene blue and glucose solutions.
Some take glucose bottles and connect them to deep venous puncture tubes, then hang them high and turn the flow rate to the maximum.
Some followed Zheng Ren, waiting for the suturing to be completed and bandaging for deep vein puncture.
Some sent Zheng Ren's patients who had completed puncture to the observation room next door.
Methodical, like an assembly line. By the time Director Lao Pan completed one venous dissection, Zheng Ren had already completed more than a dozen deep vein punctures.
Alas, he is still getting old. Old Director Pan felt a little frustrated but also a little relieved.
The future belongs to young people, so you should do the work you can.
"How much is left of Meilan? Where is the venipuncture kit?" Old Director Pan asked.
"They're all gone." The head nurse replied anxiously, as the sounds of the 120 emergency ambulance echoed in her ears. Not to mention, some patients who are relatively mild or who cannot wait come to the hospital by taxi or private car instead of taking an ambulance.
Outside the rescue room, it was a mess. More and more patients are coming to the city's first hospital. After all, the First City Hospital is the strongest in the city's medical industry. It is still a strange problem to suddenly see a family member having a problem. The first thing the patient's family members think of is to send him to the City No. 1 Hospital for treatment.
Even though the city responded quickly and conducted appropriate triage, it could only arrange ambulances, and patients who came for treatment on their own basically rushed here.
Director Pan frowned. What happened? Why were so many people poisoned by nitrite
The thought passed quickly. This was not what the doctor considered. As a medical worker, all he had to do was treat illnesses and save people.
Director Lao Pan immediately came to Dean Xiao's side. Without saying a word, his bright eyes, slightly clouded by time, looked straight at Dean Xiao without any concealment.
Although he didn't speak, Dean Xiao knew what Director Pan meant.
There are no more deep venipuncture kits, and the hospital has a large inventory, so that doesn't matter. But Meilan is gone, the hospital's inventory has been exhausted, and subsequent patients cannot be treated.
If they don't get treatment, they are waiting to die in the hospital.
Dean Xiao, who was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot, was stabbed all over by Director Pan's dagger-like eyes. He became angry after being worn down by intrigues and intrigues.
"Look what I'm doing! There's no more goods in the hospital! We're allocating them across the city!" Dean Xiao roared angrily, as if venting his dissatisfaction, including dissatisfaction with himself.
The office director had never seen Dean Xiao like this before. He wanted to step forward to start a fight, but hesitated and did not dare to go.
"You are the dean, who the hell am I going to look for if I don't look for you?" Old Director Pan said, "If one person dies, just wait and get out. I tell you, there are a lot of people waiting for you to make a mistake."
Director Lao Pan was not angry or angry, but told Dean Xiao a fact calmly. Even when he was swearing, his voice didn't rise. This, on the contrary, makes people shudder.
Judging from the meaning of his words, at some delicate moment, he didn't mind a push.
With his status in the world, no one doubts the power of Old Director Pan's so-called push.
It's not a liability accident. No one can shake the position of the dean. But Dean Xiao didn't want to have too much trouble. More importantly, he was a business dean with a clinical background. The turbulent rescue ignited the flame called passion that had long been extinguished in his heart.
Dean Xiao's expression changed, and then he grabbed the phone from the office director, dialed the number, and after getting through, he yelled: "Meilan, all the Meilan you have in stock will be shipped to the First City Hospital!"
"I don't care what difficulties there are. In less than ten minutes, I will hold a dean's office meeting tomorrow and remove all your company's products from the First City Hospital!"
Domineering and unreasonable.
But the more it is like this, the more reassuring it is in this critical moment.
The noisy patients and family members outside seemed to be frightened, and their voices were much lower, as if there was a scourge hiding in the emergency room.
Dean Xiao made phone calls one after another.
There will definitely not be enough time to wait for the city to make unified arrangements. Just for the normal process, you have to wait at least another half hour to an hour, which is far less direct than a threat.
He admitted that Director Pan was right, if one person died, he would be in big trouble.
Instead of doing that, I will cut off your financial path, and no one can think about it.
Zheng Ren was like the eye of a typhoon, quietly performing deep venous puncture. One every 25 seconds, very stable, no matter whether the patient is an old man or a child, a man or a woman.
After each treatment, a glucose bottle is hung up, and Milan flows into the patient's veins like a small waterfall. It enters the liver through peripheral circulation and begins to participate in biological metabolism and neutralize nitrite in the body.
The Meilan stock in all departments of the hospital was quickly used up. When the last bottle was opened by the nurse and added to the 10% glucose bottle, a Wuling magic car appeared at the door of the emergency department of the First Hospital of the city.
It was even more anxious than an ambulance, and you could vaguely see sparks rising from the brake pads.
A middle-aged man in a suit with a beer belly hurried to the emergency department holding a box of Meilan.
"Dean Xiao, eight minutes!" The middle-aged man put the box in his hand on the ground. His face was pale. When he breathed, his lungs were like bellows, making a roaring sound. He was obviously very tired.
Dean Xiao's face became better now. When he saw Meilan being sent away, he just said: "Report to the Health Bureau and ask the city how to allocate it. Be proactive about this matter."
Then he and Director Pan would inspect the patients and assign those who had improved to any department in the hospital that could add beds.