The helicopter propeller roared, and the huge wind blew Zheng Ren's hair flying.
This time, it was the bearded driver. Although the rain has become lighter, it has not stopped. He was one of the few people who could land in bad weather.
In this case, this is the only way to maintain a green channel for delivering life-saving supplies.
But he brought good news. It had been 30 hours since the earthquake, and the nearest unit was not far away.
But he didn't say what kind of casualties the troops had suffered, and Zheng Ren didn't ask.
After unloading the cargo carried by the helicopter and loading the seriously injured people rescued by the medical staff onto the helicopter, the bearded pilot was ready to leave.
"Comrade, for each patient, I have written down the diagnosis and treatment. There are also recommended subsequent treatments. Please be sure to explain the situation to the doctors behind you." Zheng Ren did not mind being verbose and reminded him seriously again. .
"Don't worry." The bearded pilot looked heroic. He would definitely not forget such a big event.
"By the way, you said that you would mobilize nephrologists across the country to transport a large number of dialysis machines. I reported it to the frontline headquarters, and the leaders took it seriously." The bearded pilot said: "The order from the front finger has been issued. Within a few days, , more than a thousand nephrologists will arrive one after another."
Zheng Ren nodded. Although he still didn't feel relieved, it could only be like this.
This batch of seriously injured patients are still those with ruptured internal organs, massive bleeding, and hemorrhagic shock. After a "simple" operation, he was sent to a rear hospital for a second-stage operation, followed by anti-infection and anti-shock treatment.
However, patients with severe crush injuries who require amputation will not be able to get on the helicopter if their lives are not in question in a short period of time.
Because there was a large amount of morphine in the supplies brought, these wounded people would not suffer particularly hard.
Zheng Ren carefully wrote down the treatment process on paper. There was not much paper available for writing, and Zheng Ren even "requisitioned" the facial tissues of a female team member.
The treatment process and the general treatment ideas that Zheng Ren could think of were briefly written on it.
There is only so much that can be done.
Zheng Ren put his feet together, raised his hands, and saluted.
Although it is not standardized or standard, it is full of seriousness and passion.
The bearded pilot returned the greeting, then stretched out his hand, made a fist, and faced Zheng Ren.
Fist bumping, he turned around and boarded the helicopter without hesitation.
Watching the helicopter slowly leave, Zheng Ren then turned around and left.
"Boss, do you know who he is?" Su Yun looked at Zhao Yunlong in the distance with a search and rescue dog brought this time, with a smile on his face.
"That search and rescue dog?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Of course it's the pilot. There are search and rescue dogs in fire brigade everywhere. I don't know what they are called." Su Yun said angrily.
"I don't know, you know?" Zheng Ren quickly walked to the generator and wanted to help carry the diesel generator to the ruins of the hospital's radiology department.
"Epaulettes, boss, don't you recognize them?"
"do not know."
"..." Su Yun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Except for surgery, you really don't have any common sense in life."
"It's enough to know how to perform surgery. If you know who he is, can you bring me the double C-arm machine?" Zheng Ren said while walking quickly.
It makes sense, but Su Yun has long been accustomed to Zheng Ren's way of speaking that seems reasonable but is full of flaws. Just when he was about to quarrel with him, he saw Zheng Ren and others starting to carry the generator, so he had no choice but to go up and help.
A small generator doesn't provide much power, but it's better than nothing.
Among the survivors were professional electricians who were called in to connect generators and gastrointestinal machines.
The surgical supplies used for interventional surgeries do not take up much space, so the bearded pilot directly brought more than 20 copies.
After installing the generator, Zheng Ren jumped in through the vent where he rescued the people.
Su Yun did not hesitate and followed Zheng Ren in.
"The bearded epaulette is a colonel, probably the leader of the Army Aviation Regiment." Su Yun still remembered it.
"The amount of X-rays from the gastrointestinal machine is relatively large, you'd better go out." Zheng Ren said as if he didn't hear Su Yun's words, minding his own business.
"Huh? Why do you have an extra set?" Su Yun gave Zheng Ren a contemptuous look, picked up a piece of lead clothing and put it on. But Zheng Ren was already wearing a lead suit, and there was another one on the ground. I remember when I was unloading, there were clearly two sets.
"You remember it wrong." Zheng Ren said nonsense seriously, without blinking.
Are you feeling sleepy? Su Yun also scratched his head a little.
His body was so overdrawn that even Su Yun, who had a photographic memory, began to doubt himself.
"This is a gastrointestinal machine. The amount of wires received is too high. You'd better get out." Zheng Ren said seriously again.
"As a flawless assistant, you want me to go out at this time? Oh!" Su Yun took the time to get busy.
Although he still expressed doubts about Zheng Ren's statement, it did not affect his firm execution.
Zheng Ren no longer tried to dissuade Su Yun. The matter of taking the thread itself was no longer a big deal under the current circumstances.
The building may collapse at any time if there is another aftershock of magnitude 6 or above.
Although Zheng Ren found that the aftershocks were getting smaller and smaller, who could say well about this kind of thing
Su Yun still criticized risking his life for thrombectomy treatment, but Zheng Ren firmly believed that it was not certain when these "slightly" wounded patients could be sent out.
If the embolus completely blocks the blood vessel and the necrotic tissue spreads, there will be little hope of survival after returning.
So, he insisted again and again.
The two of them were busy. After simple disinfection and cleaning, the electrician connected the generator and gastrointestinal machine.
With the roar of the diesel generator, Zheng Ren turned on the gastrointestinal machine.
Seeing the long-lost light and shadow, Zheng Ren missed it very much.
The first patient to be treated was an injured person with a broken pelvis who was lying in a tent waiting to be flown back by helicopter.
Their injuries were... serious, but there was no organ rupture, and the medical team could do nothing about it.
The carrying capacity is quite limited, and such patients cannot board the helicopter directly. It is a state of boiling a frog in warm water... Both the captain of the Military Medical University and Zhao Yunlong know this clearly.
But, no one can do anything about it.
The seriously injured person was carefully brought down through the ventilator. Zheng Ren and Su Yun worked together to put the seriously injured person on the examination bed of the gastrointestinal machine, and then began disinfection.
The resolution of the gastrointestinal machine was very poor, and the branches of the internal iliac artery were very thin. Zheng Ren held a flashlight in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and performed the operation in a weird posture.
Fortunately, the level is still high. One machine takes 30-40 minutes, and the batch of injured patients who are in urgent need of surgery can be treated as quickly as possible.
Then a relatively mild patient was brought in. The little girl, fifteen years old, suffered a bruise on her right foot. The top of her foot was necrotic due to long-term ischemia and was already black.
When she was sent down, she had just received an intravenous injection of morphine, and her expression was a little dissociated.
"Uncle, what kind of surgery are you going to do?" the little girl asked in Sichuan dialect.
Zheng Ren smiled, tried his best to calm her down, and said, "The blood vessels in your injured foot are blocked. Let's try to open them. If the blood vessels can be opened, you can return to the rear and just treat the fractures."
"That's great, can I still run in the future?" the little girl asked.
"Well, yes." Zheng Ren began to adjust the gastrointestinal machine, while Su Yun prepared surgical supplies and then began disinfection.
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Gastrointestinal machine, for interventional surgery, has a poor resolution. It’s just a little bit. In reality, I’ve seen big hands use a gastrointestinal machine to perform interventional surgery for liver cancer. It’s quite difficult and a no-brainer.