Medical road

Opening the chest cavity and opening the lungs, the little girl's heart appeared before Zhang Fan's eyes.Director Li of the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery was sweating, it was too irritating, the wandering between life and death, and it was too challenging for people's nerves. The slightly trembling hands and bright eyes all showed that Zhang Fan did what he said.

"Director Li, are you coming or me?" The heart turned out, but Zhang Fan really has no experience with heart massage recovery. This is the child's last chance. If you lose this opportunity, you really can only watch Let her die.

To be honest, Zhang Fan is no better than Director Li. Although he was engrossed when he opened his chest, the timeline in his mind still challenged Zhang Fan’s nerves, sweat, and the back of his head as if he had just taken a bath. It looks the same.

"Grumbling!" Director Li swallowed his saliva. His slightly trembling hands and trembling lips. Zhang Fan understood that this was the child's last chance. Why didn't he understand that he had been an old doctor in the Department of Cardiology. He doesn't know anything.

Just when Zhang Fan thought that Director Li was unwilling or afraid, Lao Li said, "I'm coming!"

Clang and sound, just like the crisp Huang Zhong Dalu.Medical treatment cannot be brave.However, if Lao Li didn't say anything today and hesitated for another three seconds, Zhang Fan would get started.

Silence means opposition, and Zhang Fan has no right to force others.However, Lao Li stood up, although he did not agree to open his chest before the operation.However, at the critical moment, he did not pretend to be silent selfishly.

This is the responsibility of the doctor, or the charm of the doctor profession: on weekdays, they live ordinary oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea.

However, the moment he put on the white coat, he was a hero who was talking and laughing between life and death.

However, when he puts on the stethoscope, she is the patient's last hope and shield.

However, when the cold scalpel was lit, he was the warrior who blocked the hand of death.

If you can't, then please spend a little bit of time to take off your white coat, and work hard to enter the official career, don't mislead others!

responsibility?Responsibility after failure?To be honest, this kind of thing is usually something to think about after the operation, and you may regret it after the operation.

However, at this kind of moment, this moment of death every minute, it is not ordinary people who can think of the responsibility afterwards.

Most people don’t really have this mind!

The hospital is a stage, and most of the actors perform on this stage without their powder or masks.The doctors and nurses in the hospital are both actors and spectators.

The longer a doctor has been practicing medicine, the more clearly he sees the world.Some doctors are getting more and more lost in pursuing the lives of the upper class, and some doctors are getting more and more confused.Most of them have been polished by the long river of time without personality.

However, there are some doctors, like Mr. Fujino in the old Lu pen, and there are not many.The man who can stand up the cardiothoracic surgery department alone in the frontier hospital is not a man with many flowers.

With a strong voice from Lao Li, I saw the big bloody hand reaching out to the little girl's heart, and there was not much beating heart.

In ten minutes, Zhang Fan entered the chest cavity in ten minutes, which created a lot of effective time for Lao Li and the little girl.

Lao Li's big hand was gently placed on the little girl's heart, and with the weak heartbeat, Lao Li's hand moved.Push the four fingers up slowly and forcefully at the tip of the heart.

One, two, three times. With Lao Li's heart massage, the child's heart began to become stronger, and the limbs that had lost their temperature began to slowly gain body temperature.

"Quickly, the passage is open! Effective! Effective!" Zhang Fan shouted in the operating room. Because of the weak heartbeat, it was difficult for liquids to enter the child's body. With Lao Li's recovery, finally, the liquid Began to enter the body.

"fast!"

"Quick!" The nurses, anesthesiologists and even the expert team in the operating room began to move.

Excited, so excited.For the first time, Zhang Fan had a slight tremor on the operating table. For this rescue, Zhang Fan really did not hold any hope.

The purpose of opening my chest is to give myself and this poor child an explanation. If I don't do anything else, I will not dream about myself in the future.Done, failed, maybe Zhang Fan will work hard for this failure, and work hard to improve.

However, because of fear and cowardice, instead of fighting for it, watching the child die, maybe it can become a knot in Zhang Fan's heart, which is usually invisible.Just like the scar on a tree, it will only get bigger and bigger.

This industry is really anti-human.

Slowly, the force of Lao Li's big hands became smaller and smaller, and then slowly and gently left her small heart, when the heart appeared in front of Zhang Fan again.

It is so energetic, so beautiful, and so vivid.

"It's done!" Lao Li looked at Zhang Fan with a smile in his eyes!

"It's done!" Zhang Fan looked at Lao Li gratefully, not knowing why, Zhang Fan just wanted to thank Lao Li.

"shut down?"

"Close!" Zhang Fan nodded, and then said: "Director Li, you can close it!"

This is a kind of respect, a kind of respect on the operating table, beginning and end!

"No, my hands are shaking so badly that I can't hold the needle holder. Hi! Shame, shame, you come to Zhang Yuan." As he said, Lao Li raised his hands, really shaking.

Lao Li did it too.With just a few heart massages, it is estimated that Director Li used his whole body strength to control his hands.It's like picking up a piece of soft tofu with a thousand catties.

"Okay, I'll come, Director Li, you get off the stage and rest. Watch me and Xiao Wang stitch together." Zhang Fan smiled, he understood Director Li, he understood Director Li's mood at this time.

It's so cool, and then it's too cool, and the whole body is numb~!

"Okay, haha, okay!" Old Li supported the edge of the operating table and backed slowly, and then sat under the operating table with the itinerant nurse without taking off his gloves or leaving.Sitting on the edge of the operating table.

Looking at Zhang Fan and his assistant stitching together with a smile in his eyes.At this time, Lao Li seemed to have been drinking pure brew for hundreds of years, so cool!A sense of accomplishment!The feeling of adrenaline slowly passing through the blood vessels is too satisfying.

As the liquid enters, as the child's heart beats again, the alarm sound of the monitoring device changes from abruptly to no sound.

Outside the operating room, Ouyang sat quietly on the stool at the door of the operating room, and his wife also came.He was called by Ouyang.A primary school teacher who has retired from illness.

The old man has kind eyebrows, his long eyebrows hung over his eyebrows like a repaired mustache.Gentle, he looks like a very gentle elder, his appearance can make people want to get close, not Ouyang, you can see that it is not good-looking!

If Ou Zheng is like a raging fire, the old man is probably lubricating oil that never burns. The old man sits next to Ouyang and gently strokes the old lady's hand.

Even today, if he were in the hospital on weekdays, Ouyang would have rolled his eyes and left for this action!

"How is it?" Huo asked, Ouyang stood up because the head nurse from the emergency center operating room came out.The old man also stood up gently, and gently supported Ouyang.

He knew Ouyang too well, his mouth was as hard as marble, but the heart in his chest couldn't stand the slightest tear about the child.

"Dean, the child is alive. After Zhang Yuan and Director Li opened the chest and performed a heart massage, the child..." said the head nurse and couldn't go on.

Because she saw Ouyang cry!