Director Jiang didn’t know what he could learn.
The surgeon's operations in the operating room are simple and plain to the point of being wise and foolish, and skillful and clumsy.
Every step of the operation seems very simple and there is no difficulty at all.
But in fact, Director Jiang put himself in the perspective of a surgeon, but he knew that he could not do these seemingly ordinary operations no matter what. All the places that one considers to be difficult are not problems at all for the practitioner, and the practitioner will not even notice them at all. The microguidewire he operated passed through the narrow blood vessels so smoothly that it was breathtaking.
Where is Professor Mu in the operating room next to him
It seems...it seems...it can't be done.
When Professor Mu came in the morning, I was shocked to see him perform surgery. Did you feel that his surgery was just average so quickly
Man, it's really incomparable.
Behind the leaded glass, the handsome assistant who made the traveling nurse look back from time to time in her busy schedule waved.
The airtight lead door opened and Director Jiang led people in.
"Director Jiang, you guys lift the patient onto the flat car, press it outside, and then apply pressure and bandage." Su Yun said, "Bring the next patient up."
This is a gapless surgery, and there is no space left for compression to stop bleeding.
"For blood transfusion, call the 120 ambulance and send the patient to the ICU in Chengdu. Director Jiang, you are more familiar with Chengdu. I won't say more about which hospital to send him to," Zheng Ren said.
Director Jiang nodded. He knew that the patient had lost too much blood. Even if the bleeding was successfully stopped and fresh frozen red blood cells were continuously transfused, there would still be a lot of trouble in the future.
When it comes to the power of ICU, it must be the strongest in West China!
But at this moment, the ICU in Huaxi is probably full of extra beds... When he thought that the entire room was filled with the sound of ventilator and monitor alarms, Director Jiang's already sleepy nerves almost collapsed.
The patient was lifted off the operating table and onto a flat car. Director Jiang's junior doctor performed pressure to stop the bleeding, and another patient was lifted directly up.
Su Yun disinfected and Zheng Ren went to wash his hands again.
The operation was carried out without any gaps, and the number of patients outside began to gradually decrease.
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"There is a problem with the network transmission here. Mr. Ji can find someone in Chengdu." Xie Ning was on the phone to contact him. Going deep into the outpost, he learned more and discovered many problems. He was not helpless just because he was just a volunteer. The solution was in his mind and he had enough strength to implement it.
"Okay, send me your account number and I'll have someone transfer money to you."
"Mr. Ji, this doesn't seem like your character. Okay, that's good. Mr. Ji, you're just right. Okay, let's not talk anymore. There will definitely be a time when we can cooperate again in the future. Just send the software as soon as possible."
With that said, Xie Ning hung up the phone.
In the event of a sudden disaster, although the country's strategic reserves of materials were mobilized, countless capable troops rushed to the front line from all over the country without fear of casualties.
However, not everything can be solved with sheer courage.
As soon as Xie Ning arrived at the front line, he found that it was too chaotic.
There are too many supplies accumulated in Chengdu, and the general headquarters' grasp of the situation is limited to the army and firefighting forces across the country. As for the doctors who rushed from all over the country and the rescue teams that were set up spontaneously, all the conditions were unknown.
Xie Ning didn't want to get involved in this. He had been in the world for countless years. He knew what he could and couldn't touch.
He focused on two other things.
The injured brought down from the front line were like a tsunami, nearly overwhelming Chengdu's medical system.
This is just the beginning. The day and night work of medical workers alone is not enough. The diagnosis, prognosis, and treatment of critically ill wounded soldiers brought down from the front line are all handled by doctors' instincts.
Hospitals have a saturation level. After reaching this level, everything collapses.
Furthermore, there was too much information about searching for missing persons. In the Huaxi Compound, looking at the faces that were waiting anxiously and finally turning into disappointment, Xie Ning felt that he had to do something.
Of course, these two points are only part of the many problems, but it is very important that Xie Ning starts to deal with these things.
He contacted an acquaintance, whose surname was Ji, who was engaged in software outsourcing. His level was extremely high and he was well-known in the industry. It is said that he used to be a hacker and was known as the king in the industry.
But this person only cares about money. As long as he has money, he can talk about anything.
Xie Ning found him and told him his thoughts. After hearing this, Mr. Ji did not hesitate and said to give him 12 hours.
After explaining all this, Xie Ning went to Pengxi Township Hospital, one of the frontline nodes.
In less than 12 hours, Mr. Ji completed what Xie Ning requested.
But this time he seemed to have changed his temper and didn't talk about money at all. Xie Ning heard on the phone that Mr. Ji seemed to have some emotional problems. I don’t know whether it’s because I stayed up late working on software or something else, but my voice is so hoarse that I can’t even speak clearly.
If you don't want it, just don't. Xie Ning is free and easy and doesn't worry about such "little things".
Countless surviving wounded people were rescued from the epicenter and came to Pengxi Township Hospital. The rescue convoy provided supplies, the seriously injured were rescued on the spot, and the seriously injured and others were sent to Chengdu for treatment.
The doctors who stayed in Pengxi Township stayed up all night to deal with the trauma that could be dealt with.
Xie Ning had a thick stack of paper filled with words in his hand, on which were written the origin, diagnosis, treatment, and outcome of many patients.
The old dean quickly realized the value of Xie Ning. This foreigner was as calm as an iceberg. No matter how busy he was, as long as he asked him something, he could explain it clearly and logically.
What kind of treatment did a seriously injured person receive in Pengxi Township, and which ambulance was later sent to Chengdu. Even some of the patients sent to Chengdu are recorded here by Xie Ning, as to which hospital they were sent to.
It's just that the information is incomplete. Xie Ning cannot complete all the work by himself.
Next thing is just waiting, Xie Ning smiled.
At this time, a doctor ran down wearing an isolation gown and a white coat, barefoot and wearing shoes.
"Uncle Ning, how many patients are there with severe pelvic fractures?" the doctor asked.
"There are still thirty-five people waiting for treatment. There are no ambulances at the moment. Two hundred and thirty-three injured people have been transferred to Chengdu." Xie Ning turned over the paper in his hand and answered immediately.
"The ward is full. Let's grab an ambulance to transport the postoperative patients to Chengdu, and then send all 35 patients to the door of the operating room." The doctor said simply and directly.
"Send them all?" Xie Ning hesitated for a moment, "Can't the surgery be done until tomorrow night? I was just going to arrest them and transport them away."
"It's better to transport serious patients here!" the young doctor said, "What Director Jiang just said, we can do it here, and the speed is definitely faster than in Chengdu."
"Huh?" Xie Ning looked into the little doctor's eyes and suddenly remembered the cheap son-in-law.
Before he came, Director Jiang had just told him the approximate volume of surgeries that could be completed. That's a minuscule number in the context of an almost infinite number of wounded.
In Xie Ning's opinion, it is enough to leave one or two patients for treatment in Pengxi Township. If they complete the operation, new injured people will be sent at any time, so there is no need to reserve them at all.
"How many cases have been completed?" Xie Ning glanced at the time and sent Zheng Ren off. Three hours and sixteen minutes had passed.
"Fifteen patients have been treated, and the ward is full. Now we need to transfer the patients to Chengdu and put them into the ICU for the next step of treatment."
"..." Xie Ning, who was so calm, was startled for a moment.
So fast
However, he immediately asked the secretary who was following him to modify the plan. Then, he found volunteers and carried several patients who needed surgery straight to the interventional operating room.
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Note: According to friends who participated in emergency care back then, many things were relatively blind and chaotic. But we are quite good at summarizing experiences and lessons. After the Yushu earthquake, everything was straightened out, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the handling was extremely appropriate. In short, it was much better than before.
Among them, some doctors resigned, became volunteers, established emergency rescue centers, etc.
It is better to forget each other in the rivers and seas.
This article is a mess of time and space, and a person like Xie Ning was arranged to straighten out all the confusing links in advance.