After a simple and detailed record, Liu Xuzhi was sent to the emergency operating room for debridement and sutures.
His injury... wasn't really an injury at all.
Although the tendon was almost injured, and although it would definitely leave an ugly scar in the future, it really didn't matter here.
After disinfection, anesthesia, and suturing, half an hour later, his arm was wrapped in layers of gauze and he walked out of the emergency operating room.
"Go and have a rest. I have worked hard these days." The doctor who sutured him was very polite. These people who have come down from the front line and have achieved success are all worthy of respect.
"Just asking, where is the interventional operating room?" Liu Xuzhi asked.
"Um?"
"I'm an interventional doctor. I'm going to see if there's anyone who can help." Liu Xuzhi said.
The emergency doctor frowned and said seriously: "You will sweat a lot when you perform surgery wearing a lead suit. Be careful of infection."
"No problem." Liu Xuzhi smiled naively, "Hang a bottle of water and some anti-inflammatory medicine, it's no big deal."
Seeing his persistence, the emergency doctor pointed out the way for him, and then went to work again.
It's really different here, completely different from Liu Xuzhi's imagination.
As expected, the corridor should be filled with wounded people waiting for triage, and everything was in a mess and chaos.
But what Liu Xuzhi saw was an orderly triage. The lightly injured were placed in tents outside, some of the seriously injured were pushed to the operating room in Pengxi Township, and the other group was sent directly to Chengdu by ambulance.
He saw many young people in suits busy.
It seems that they should be urban white-collar workers, very smart and capable. He behaved in a very orderly manner, without any trace of panic or confusion.
It's really good, Liu Xuzhi admired in his heart.
Even in the hospital in Horqin Right Wing Center Banner, once a large-scale rescue is encountered, it will not be so rigorous and organized.
awesome! Liu Xuzhi followed the emergency doctor's guidance and went all the way to the interventional operating room.
At the door of the operating room is a simple small ward. There are several nurses changing intravenous drips for the wounded, and volunteers are taking care of the wounded.
Liu Xuzhi was a little strange, couldn't he send the person to the ward? Do you have to drip drip here
The conditions here must be worse than those in the ward.
Just as I was thinking about it, a flat car rolled out.
A doctor held a transparent folder in his hand, put a piece of paper in it, and placed it on the injured patient after surgery. Then he told the volunteer where the injured person should be sent, and then pushed the flat cart with the seriously injured person directly into the operating room.
This efficiency... is really amazing. When Liu Xuzhi saw that he was about to enter the operating room, he immediately shouted.
"Who? What's the matter!" the doctor answered loudly, but did not delay sending the seriously injured person to the operating room.
Here, it has become a surgical assembly line with extremely high efficiency.
The doctor who recommended the patient did not dare to waste time. The surgeries inside were all done like crazy. If there was any flaw in any link, Director Jiang, who had always been good-tempered, would scold his mother.
The operation lasted for two days and one night. The surgeons worked tirelessly and only took breaks to eat and take turns to rest. The operation was never delayed.
Therefore, Director Jiang became more and more strict. In his opinion, the supporting doctors were working hard, and he and his doctors had no reason to be lazy.
Although everyone was extremely tired, they gritted their teeth and persisted.
Liu Xuzhi jogged a few steps, feeling sore all over.
"Hello, I'm an interventionalist from the front line. I'm here to see if I can help." Liu Xuzhi explained quickly.
"Director Jiang, a doctor is here!" the young doctor said loudly.
It seemed like this was the only way to keep him from falling asleep.
Director Jiang raised his head, glanced at Liu Xuzhi, and asked: "Which hospital is this from? What kind of surgery can it be done? Has it been registered with Director Lin?"
"In a second-grade hospital in Horqin Right Wing Middle Banner, Inner Mongolia, the surgical skills are average. I can help as an assistant and replace the surgeon to take a rest. The filing... has not happened yet." Liu Xuzhi said.
He is the kind of person who is very competitive in his heart. He is not competitive and directly states that he only intends to be a substitute. As for filing, he never expected that such a township-level hospital could be so formal.
Director Jiang nodded and said, "Then I'll file it for you. Doctor Zheng, would you like to take a rest? Another person is here."
"No need." A vague voice came from the operating room, "I'm okay. How many patients are there with pelvic fractures?"
"Three! The rest are done!" Director Jiang was in a daze when he said this.
He never thought that he would be able to treat a huge number of patients.
But the facts told him that in two days and one night, more than a hundred operations were completed. Even if more wounded were sent down from the front line, and all the wounded who had accumulated in the barrier lake had completed their operations, Director Jiang had nothing to worry about.
"Tell Uncle Ning that if there are any wounded who need amputation, we can send a few over, and I will perform thrombectomy surgery later." Zheng Ren's voice was very low, floating in the air, and it was obvious that he could no longer continue.
"Dr. Zheng, please take a nap, please." Director Jiang stood at the door of the operating room, bowing repeatedly regardless of his appearance, with a look of pleading.
Liu Xuzhi was dumbfounded, what was going on.
"No, I'll make a few more," Zheng Ren said.
"That's what you said 6 hours ago." Director Jiang almost cried. Wearing a lead suit and performing dozens of hours of surgery without sleep, no one could bear it.
In the surgery room next door, they were already taking turns to rest in the later stages, and neither Mu Tao nor Su Yun could stand it any longer.
Only in this operating room, Zheng Ren has been operating silently since he kicked old Director Chen away.
Each operation takes less than fifteen minutes, and the time it takes to transport patients is four per hour. This high speed has been maintained and has not slowed down due to physical fatigue.
Director Jiang doesn't know how long Dr. Zheng can carry it. Maybe he will faint in the next second, but at least he is still working hard now.
"Bring the patient up, don't spend your energy on it." Zheng Ren lowered his head and seemed to have no strength to even tear off the sterile clothes. He stood next to the medical trash can and a volunteer took off the sterile clothes for him. Chlamydia.
Liu Xuzhi was dumbfounded. He whispered: "Dr. Zheng, I am also involved in intervention. I can make one. You can take a rest first."
"Well, go and have a look on the other side and ask for help." Zheng Ren turned around to wash his hands and took a few sips of water.
He didn't dare drink too much water for fear of going to the bathroom in a hurry to urinate.
Just take a few sips to keep your mouth moist.
During this period, he drank three bottles of energy potions without any hesitation. But the efficacy of the energy potion seems to be constantly declining.
Zheng Ren doesn't know how long he can last, but if he can still have surgery now, he'll do it.
The operations have been going crazy, burning lives, completing one operation after another, and rescuing the injured one after another.