In early winter, the temperature is not too low, and the snowflakes melt immediately when they fall, and a cold wind blows, forming thin ice.
This is the most dangerous situation. Before the driver realizes it, the road conditions have changed drastically.
If it snowed in the dead of night, there might not be much danger.
But it's morning rush hour now, and the speed of thirty or forty miles is not very fast, but driving on ice is another matter.
Before Director Pan could finish his words, Zheng Ren saw through the office window that several cars on the main line opposite had rear-ended each other and collided with each other.
I pressed the brake to death and pulled up the handbrake, but the vehicle still moved forward slowly and leisurely. Most people can't feel that sense of despair.
At this moment, many people have this experience.
The vehicles on the main road opposite the hospital were not traveling very fast, and the rear-end collision was minor and not serious at all.
However, it is reasonable for car owners who have a lot of troubles to go to the hospital for examination and observation.
Therefore, it can be expected that the emergency department will be busy today.
"Ding ding ding~~~" Old Director Pan's cell phone rang, using the oldest prompt tone.
"Hey, I am."
"Okay, don't worry, I'll be prepared."
"Yes, at the blood bank, let's go to the blood bank in the city center now to get blood. We need all kinds of blood."
Listening to Director Pan's conversation, Zheng Ren knew that something big had happened. Adrenaline surges, endorphins are converted, and high-energy phosphate bonds in the body break, releasing a large amount of energy.
"There was a large-scale vehicle collision on the Pentium Bridge. Witnesses said some people were seriously injured. The 120 ambulance is heading to the Pentium Bridge. Let's be prepared." Director Pan said in a deep voice.
Snow turns into water, and water freezes into ice. Although this situation is rare, it happens once every few years in Haicheng.
Vehicles traveling on flat ground are fine, but in urban areas, no matter how fast the vehicle speed is, they can't go any faster. But the situation is different for vehicles on overpasses.
The inertia of free fall coupled with the small friction on the ice, one car after another...
The picture in Zheng Ren's mind was very tragic, but he knew that the real situation might be even more tragic.
Pick up the phone, call Xie Ren, and ask her to find the head nurse and tap the surgical instruments. If the quantity is not enough, go to the supply room to get more. He also asked Xie Yiren to let the Chu sisters take stock of anesthesia and rescue drugs to avoid being in a hurry.
"Can you still persist?" Zheng Ren asked Chang Yue.
"No problem at all." Chang Yue stood up and went to make a cup of Nestle instant coffee.
Zheng Ren really feels that Chang Yue is a man, whether he is drinking or working...
"Come on, let's go to the emergency department and wait." Director Lao Pan said, "We have to get all departments in the hospital ready."
These are normal procedures, no doubt about it.
Because the road is icy, vehicles are traveling very slowly. Although the Pentium Overpass is not far from the First City Hospital, and usually a round trip of 10 minutes is enough, but now, Zheng Ren estimates that it will take half an hour for the 120 ambulance to come back.
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120 emergency procedure: After receiving a call from the city’s 120 emergency center, the nearest hospital’s 120 ambulance must depart within 3 minutes and go to the location of the accident.
A few minutes ago, when the siren sounded, the doctor in charge of the 120 emergency room stood up suddenly, carried the first aid box and the nurse and boarded the ambulance parked outside the emergency port.
As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, the ABS anti-lock braking system immediately started, and the ambulance drifted 10 meters directly at the door before slowly gaining control of the direction.
"The road is so slippery today." The driver was still worried.
Undoubtedly, the loudspeaker, which is usually not turned on for first aid for minor injuries and illnesses, was turned on, and a heart-stopping piercing whistle sounded.
When the vehicles on the roadside heard the siren of the ambulance, they all carefully avoided it and made a way for the ambulance to get out.
The road is very slippery, and even if most people realize that they have to give way to an ambulance, they can't do it instantly.
Moving at a very fast pace, the ambulance arrived under the Pentium overpass after more than ten minutes of walking, which usually took less than five minutes.
Looking around... Thirty or forty cars collided together, like a long metal dragon. Different cars had different damages, and many vehicles with thin sheet metal had been deformed.
The huge inertia of sliding off the bridge caused huge damage.
The doctor in the ambulance stepped out of the car with a quick step, but his foot slipped and he fell to the ground. The first aid kit in his hand flew out and slid along the ice for nearly twenty meters before stopping.
"Xiao Song, are you okay?" the nurse who came down from behind carefully stepped out of the car and asked with concern.
"It's okay." Doctor Song grinned, his hands and face burning with pain.
You don't need to look at it to know that extensive scratches are considered disfigurement. Fortunately, I am a man. If it were a female doctor, she would probably have died after rescuing the patient to the hospital.
Step by step, he moved to the first aid box, picked up the first aid box, and started to move to the scene of the serial car accident.
"Doctor, this side, this side!" someone shouted.
"I'm going to die, help me quickly!" Dr. Song glanced at the man and ignored him.
Based on his own judgment, he walked straight forward towards a car whose body had been deformed.
Eighty or ninety percent of those who can shout for help are fine people. After all, they still have the strength to shout. Of course, what I mean here is that nothing is a big deal. Dr. Song has also seen tough guys who broke their tibias and rode hundreds of kilometers on motorcycles.
The deformed car not far away had blood stains on the door. It was quiet inside, and there were no injured people around. Only someone seemed to be lying there in the driver's seat.
I guess something big will happen!
"Doctor, help!" Someone kept shouting along the way.
At this time, a choice must be made. Dr. Song can choose any patient to carry back for treatment. This is the most convenient and the least objectionable. You don’t even have to risk climbing on an untenable bridge full of thin ice.
But he still insisted on his judgment that the most serious patients would definitely not survive the next time he came. If you want to pick them up, you must pick up the most serious patients.
After falling seven or eight times, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, Dr. Song used his hands and feet to finally reach the deformed car.
The car door fell to one side, the driver's face was covered in blood, the steering wheel hit the chest and abdomen joint, and he was lying on the steering wheel, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Without any time to hesitate, Dr. Song quickly grabbed the car door, trying to steady his steps so that he could forcefully pull the patient out.
Unexpectedly, the car door twisted and deformed, and the sharp metal edge immediately left a wound on his hand.
Blood gushes out.
With no time to pay attention to such a "minor injury", Dr. Song stabilized his steps, grabbed the patient, opened the seat belt, and used all his strength to pull the patient out of the car.
The bridge is very slippery, making it difficult to get up and even harder to get down.
Dr. Song took a look at the patient. His face was pale and his pulse was weak. He probably had internal bleeding. He glanced desperately at the nurses who were still trying to climb up under the bridge and the caregivers carrying the empty stretcher. He shouted and asked them to go down and wait for him. Then he lay down directly, supporting the wheel with his feet, and then put the patient Pull it on yourself.
In this way, Dr. Song took the patient and "slid" down.