"..." Those people were stunned for a moment.
Zheng Ren touched the patient's skin under his torn clothes and found it was still a little warm.
The sternum and ribs were fractured in many places, and Zheng Ren's hand touched them, causing a slight dent.
It was hit by something heavy, not stabbed by a knife.
Realizing this, and thinking of the completely different form of expression from that of the injured person who was stabbed in the heart before, Zheng Ren suddenly felt something in his heart, and he had to give it a try no matter what.
At this moment, all diagnoses disappeared without a trace, and the system panel showed a pale color of death.
"Cut the bag! You guys, take off your clothes!" Zheng Ren yelled, then ran to the flat car where the dressing was changed, grabbed the jar of iodophor cotton balls, and ran back.
Wear sterile gloves and grab a handful of iodophor cotton balls to disinfect the patient's left chest wall.
But when Zheng Ren looked back, he saw two workers in work clothes who had brought patients and were taking off their clothes... They were taking off their own clothes.
The more chaos there is, the more trouble there will be!
Two young nurses came to cut open the bag. One prepared it for Zheng Ren and opened the sterile bag, while the other was struggling to take off the patient's shirt.
"Take off the patient's clothes!" Zheng Ren shouted, and before he could wait for them, he randomly rubbed a handful of iodophor cotton balls on the patient's left chest wall.
At the same time, several people over there were trying to take off the patient's clothes.
Zheng Ren picked up the blade and made a 20cm incision in the patient's chest, between the 6th and 7th ribs.
Blood surged out.
Zheng Ren was slightly relieved.
It can still bleed, proving that his guess may be right.
The patient's ribs were badly broken, and Zheng Ren's vision was obstructed.
But no problem. After opening the chest, Zheng Ren touched the heart that had swelled to great resistance and cut a 3cm incision with the blade in his hand.
As the incision lengthened, Zheng Ren could feel a fountain of liquid spraying onto his arm.
Take the blade out and throw it into the cutting bag.
"Turn the bed and go to the operating room!" Zheng Ren shouted: "Call Su Yun and prepare for the operation!"
Director Kong followed into the emergency room and found a place out of the way to watch secretly.
Years of extensive clinical experience determined that the patient was dead. If you perform chest cardiac compressions at this time, the possibility of rescue is not very high. This is done for the patient’s family.
A few more minutes of heart compression time will give the patient’s family a few more minutes to accept this fact.
This point is the same whether in Haicheng or the Imperial Capital.
But he didn't see Zheng Ren's perfunctory external chest heart compressions. Instead, he took the most extreme method of cutting open the chest wall in the emergency room and performing heart compressions under direct vision.
The blood did not spurt out because the surgical field was not good, the ribs were severely fractured, and Zheng Ren's arm was stretched in.
All the blood and pericardial fluid sprayed onto Zheng Ren's arm.
When he took his hand out, his forearm was dripping with blood and looked scary.
Not only the patient's family members, but also Director Kong were shocked.
This is too impulsive... Director Kong wanted to help, but he was a little older and had drunk some wine, so his reaction was a little slower for a few seconds. The well-trained nurses and doctors from Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital were already pushing the bed , and ran all the way to the elevator.
In the corridor, Zheng Ren's roar was still echoing, looking for old Director Pan. The family members left one person who could sign!
In less than a minute, nothing but chaos and emptiness remained in the emergency room.
Director Kong and several family members of the patients who also didn't react looked at each other as if they were in a dream, not knowing what was happening.
I just said that Boss Zheng's skills would be wasted in Haicheng, but what was shown in front of him was Zheng Ren's clean rescue. Although Director Kong did not agree with it and thought the risk was high, he could not academically accuse Zheng Ren of what he had done wrong.
Let's go to the operating room and take a look, Director Kong thought.
When they walked out of the rescue room, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of them, and the two of them almost bumped into each other.
Director Lao Pan had a sullen face and shouted into the room: "Who are the family members here? Anyone who can sign and pay!"
Several people who looked like workers looked at each other, and one person stood up and whispered: "Doctor, we are workers, not family members..."
Immediately, he felt the sharp gaze of Director Pan, and he felt extremely stressed. It was even more frightening than when he saw a living being being disemboweled just now.
His mouth was dry, but he still subconsciously made a swallowing motion and whispered: "His family has been notified."
Director Lao Pan didn't have time to say hello to Director Kong and waved to the workers to follow him. Then he stood in the lobby of the emergency department and took out his mobile phone to call the medical office.
"In the medical department, I'm Lao Pan from the emergency department."
"Anonymous, he has suffered a cardiac arrest and is already on stage. You should hurry up and send someone here, quickly!"
After hanging up the phone, Director Pan grabbed a nurse who was about to clean up the emergency room and said loudly: "Go to the door of the operating room and wait for the blood sample. If the blood transfusion department doesn't have enough blood, let me know immediately."
The nurse ran away quickly.
Director Lao Pan thought again and said to the workers: "Go alone and find the phone number of the patient's family and ask them to come to me in the emergency department director's office. Hurry!"
His words were firm and forceful, quick and unhurried, and Director Pan, with his white hair, was born with an attribute that made people trust him.
A worker hurriedly looked for the foreman. Only the foreman had the contact number for each family member.
Director Lao Pan then asked: "Who is at the scene and tell us how the patient was injured."
A man stood up, his face still stained with sludge, and underneath the sludge was full of panic.
He calmed down for a few seconds before saying: "We are car repairmen. Xiao Liangzi was just repairing under the car. There was a problem with the jack. The whole car fell down and hit him."
Director Pan nodded calmly.
It was very simple to tell the story of the injury. After saying just this sentence, the worker didn't know what to say.
"Did it come from 120?" Director Lao Pan asked.
"At that time, I saw blood in my mouth and nose, and there was a lot of air coming out and little air coming in. We all panicked and drove over directly," the worker said.
Director Lao Pan nodded, pointed to the director's office and said, "I'm waiting for the patient's family here. When they come, let them come to me first."
The worker took a look and saw a nameplate on the right side of the door, which said Office of the Director of the Emergency Department.
It was the director, they nodded.
Director Lao Pan and Director Kong walked into the director's office. Director Kong felt his mouth was dry, so he picked up a paper cup and took some water to moisten his throat. He just wanted to communicate with Director Lao Pan.
Before he could speak, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor.
"Director Pan!"
"office!"
Both of them said it in a roar.
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This young man was a case in 2003. The patient was brought a few minutes late. Although he was saved, he was still in a vegetative state. Later, the last time I heard from him was around 11 years ago. Nurse Corey was picked up to change his urinary catheter.
It is said that her parents took good care of her. She had no bedsores, her face was flushed, but she was unconscious.
Sometimes I also wonder whether this kind of first aid should be done. But after thinking about it, there is no answer.
This matter involves medical ethics and sociology, which is beyond my ability to understand.