Medical road

Waiting, it is estimated that waiting for rescue is the most difficult thing. If you add some heavy emotions to this difficulty, it is estimated that the adult is fine, and the child is dying.

The emergency doctor of Zarike, kneeling on the edge of the haystack, gently wiped the faces of the four children with salt water.

While using a large bottle of sugar and salt water, gently feed them slowly along the shriveled lips.

"Be obedient, come and drink more, drink more, drink more will not hurt, drink more and you will recover quickly.

Obedient, good, don't sleep, hurry, don't sleep.Open your eyes, my uncle will sing the swan goose for you."

The stubble-faced man knelt on the ground, his nose and tears stained his face, the bear-like man worked hard to make his voice softer and more kind.

Singing loudly in his mouth, while staring at the children's situation, he looked in the direction of the tea in the distance.

"Hurry up. I can't hold on anymore." Looking at the children next to him, he couldn't help but think of his own child, distressed, like ants biting insects.

The groans of the four children, like a chainsaw, went up and down on his heart. He wanted to stop the sound of the chainsaw, but was afraid that the saw would not sound.

What is a contradiction? This is contradiction. Give some morphine to relieve the child's pain, but looking at the squashed half of the chest, morphine will inhibit breathing.

If these children were his own, he would definitely use morphine regardless.Few people who can endure this suffering are ordinary people, but doctors are ordinary people.

But today, he just can't bear it, he has to bear it, not only to bear it, but also to find a way to divert the children's attention.

The voice like a broken gong, and the song like a wolf roar, drifting into the distance on the wilderness and into the blue sky like weeping.

...

On the highway, large trucks with raw materials pulled from various countries in Stan, one after another stopped on the highway.

A handsome traffic policeman with sunglasses and black motorcycle boots stood in the middle of the road, standing in front of the group of cars without expression.

One thing drops one thing, that is, traffic police. If other professions stand in front of this group of Yadong shuttle vehicles, it is estimated that the driver will be able to hit his mother without knowing it.

"Traffic, what's going on, the fine has been issued, look at it, why don't we let us go on the road!"

"A serious accident occurred ahead and the road was temporarily closed."

On highways, let alone tractors in other provinces, sometimes motorcycles with a smaller displacement are not allowed to go to high speeds.

But the high-speed in the frontier is different. There are countless herds here, and the high-speed route is often the route where the herd turns.

Therefore, in the border areas, it is strange to see herds on the highway in the pastoral area, especially during the transition in autumn, when the herds of cattle, horses and sheep are on the highway.

In particular, some of the leading big livestock, Ma Son and Old Gu Niu, have quite a bad temper.Walking on the highway is better than the traffic police.

You can't urge you with a big horn, otherwise, turning your butt is a hoof, and now some thin-sheet metal cars can definitely be transformed with one hoof.

The herd can go to high speed in a special area, which is also a frontier feature, but some people will also drive a tractor to pretend to be the herd in this section, and then compare the sky with the car and test the speed.

So don’t be surprised if you see a tractor with black smoke and its wheels on the high-speed frontier.

...

Whistle, Dr. Zarik hated the sound of the whistle for ten years. This time, he felt that the whistle from a distance was so cute and so sweet.

Taking off his white coat, standing on the piling of the highway, the bear-like man shook his white coat and danced like the wind!

While dancing in his white coat, he shouted: "Zhang Yuan, hurry up, the children can't hold on, please, hurry up!"

Tears flooded his face.

"Zhang Yuan, look, someone is sending a signal in a white coat!"

Wang Yanan reminded Zhang Fan for the first time.

Seeing the lonely man standing on the green pegs, he tried his best to shake the white coat in his hands, so lonely, so far apart!

"Quick!" Zhang Fan's throttle had already stepped to the bottom, and the roaring Cool Luze galloped on the road.

Get off the car and finally arrived at the scene of the accident.

"Xue Fei will take the first group, Wang Yanan will take the second group, and Li Xiong will take the third group to the fourth group. Xue Fei is always ready to substitute, exchange information, match the departments, and rescue immediately."

"Yes!" Too late to say something, Zhang Fan got out of the car and ordered while running.

Behind him is a group of doctors and nurses carrying a stretcher, a rescue box, and an electric pacemaker.

After seeing Zhang Fan and the others getting out of the car, the emergency doctor at Zarike smiled and cried, and his dry lips were not strong and muttered: "Zhang Yuan, you are finally here, you are finally here."

"Come on, Jack! All men have to pry open the gap quickly!"

Khan, like the river beside him, flows in the autumn valley of these people in white coats.

"Slow down, slow down, oxygen cylinder! Adrenaline push! The kid hold on, we are here. We are the doctors of tea, hold on!"

Zhang Fan looked at the dying child in front of him and shouted loudly.

One two, one two, the jack is too late.Both men and women get started, push the pedals, cry and cry, finally there is a gap in Caoshan!

Slowly, the children were gently lifted out one by one.

At the moment when the child was lifted out of the originally clouded sky, the sun suddenly escaped from the cloud, and the radiant rays of light shone in the valley and scattered among the group of people.

"Wang Yanan, is the operation for the fracture of the double femur tibia and fibula taken?"

Zhang Fan's eyes were bare, as if Wang Yanan didn't answer well, and he was about to swallow her, with a hideous expression and a stern tone.

"Report to Hospital Zhang, I can get it! Please order the leader to resolutely complete the operation."

The female voice resounded throughout the valley.Lift up!The worthless girl stayed in the orthopedics department licking her face forcibly, she didn't waste her youth and time in vain.

"Okay! Bring a group and start the operation! The operation cart forms four areas, and the four operations must be performed at the same time.

The head nurse showed me your pungent vigor, watched every operation, and contacted things outside the operation."

"Yes, Zhang Yuan, I will go all out."

Looking at the poor child, like a broken wicker, when on a stretcher, he looked as pitiful as a three-section stick.

Just this, when Zhang Fan and the others carried out the children, one of the children endured the pain and gave Zhang Fan and the others a difficult salute of the Young Pioneers.

A simple salute made a group of professionals accustomed to seeing life and death cry directly.

Does it hurt?It hurts, but the little body still retains a trace of Chinese spirit in it.

"Come on, boy, uncle must go all out!"

Zhang Fan had to let other people take the group for the operation, because the most serious child had been in shock and coma, and his vital signs were fluctuating. It can be said that it is like an oil lamp that is about to go out. A little wind can even make him leave early. this world.

"Start the operation!"

Suddenly, in the turning river valley, on the highway, only the quiet warning lights were flashing, and even the river water was flowing quietly for fear of disturbing the doctors.

Occasionally the birds flying over the mountains make people feel that this world is alive.

"Go and rest for a while, look at your hand, bandage it, and drink some sugar and salt water." The nurse who was left in the operating cart looked at the man in Zarike and said softly.

In order to save the child, the doctor ran across the river valley rolling and rolling. During the rescue, he didn’t feel much. But now, a piece of broken skin was stained with mud and glass ballast. The bottle in my hand was broken.

Shaking hands, hoarse voice, "Just wrap it up. I don't want to rest now. I can't wait for the news. I don't think I will be stable in this life."

The nurse didn't force him either, just squatted gently beside him and bandaged him.

They were all engaged in medical treatment, and she knew his mood too well.Doctors are not afraid of going to the clinic, nor are they afraid that the operation will take a long time. What doctors really fear is that they will have no way to deal with the disease. This is a shame for doctors.

When the groans sounded, he, wearing a white shirt, could only watch the patient step by step towards death. To be honest, his heart was like a knife.

Back then, he had the opportunity to go to the mainland and to the south, but he couldn't let go of here, and couldn't let go of the mountains and rivers here.But now he has settled his mind, he must improve his skills for this landscape.

"Cutting spoon! Small, this is a child. Give me a large one. Isn’t the damage much? Quick!" Two legs, two femurs, two tibias, and two fibulas, watching the child swell a little bit Body, Wang Yanan was violent.

Just like when she first entered the hospital, she would be stunned when a word was wrong, not because she had no emotional intelligence, but because she was too focused.

"Aspirator, the chest cavity is full of congestion, fast, pressurized, blood transfusion, 1000cc, fast, can't stop!"

Doctor Song of Cardiothoracic Surgery is the second group. The child he took over had a broken rib like a wafer. The ribs collapsed like a sandwich bread and was pinched by a naughty child. All the chocolate inside flowed out, but the bread. Collapsed.

The children in the three groups had fractured pelvis, and the swelling underneath was like roasted red quail, with bright red blood flowing continuously.

In the last group, Zhang Fan took Xue Fei with him. This was the most serious child with his head on the ground, chest squeeze, lung contusion and laceration, and multiple fractures in his body, that is, he was connected by the flesh on his body.

"Knife, open the skull! Xue Fei, open the chest!"

The two performed at the same time, and the blood pressure and heart rate were reported by the anesthesiologist every three minutes.

As time passed by, the gauze used to wipe the blood in the patient's body was almost changed.

During the craniocerebral operation, Zhang Fan worked hard to reduce pressure and stop the bleeding at maximum speed.The child is too young to dare to delay a little bit. His life hasn't started yet, so he can't let him fall at the beginning.

Little by little, the child's blood pressure finally stabilized, his heart rate slowly began to slow down, and his breathing slowly became steady.

Just when Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, the door of the surgical cart was opened with a bang.

Zhang Fan's heart suddenly sank. He knew that these professional and professional people would never be so reckless unless something went wrong.

"In Zhang Yuan, patient No. 3 suddenly suffered from abdominal hemorrhage, and his blood pressure was gone. Now he can't even find the bleeding point, and we don't have enough plasma."

The little nurse shouted through the operating curtain with a cry.

Zhang Fan's hand shook slightly. He is now the general in charge here, and he must come up with a solution and issue orders for everything.

At this kind of moment, he can't help hesitate, or even think about it, and must subconsciously issue a correct order.

Otherwise, the consequence of delay and ambiguity is the death of the patient.

However, he still had a child with an open head in his hand. He couldn't separate himself. He wished to end the operation immediately and rush to Patient No. 3, but he couldn't go away, nor could he go.

His lips made him bite and bleeding came.

"Go, patrol under the operating table. Two surgeries will be watched by one person. The doctor who can perform the operation will report his blood type, draw blood on the spot, and do a blood transfusion on the spot. Come on, this is a dead order!"

"Yes!"

"I am type A, and I have the same blood type as this child!"

"Pumping four hundred cc, I am in good health!"

The blood just drawn from the doctors' body was infused into the child's body.

Li Xiong, the chief surgeon of Patient No. 3, sweats like a child's lost blood, and even a puddle of water in his socks.If you can take a step, it is estimated that you can make the toes squeeze.

"Where, where, where is the bleeding!" He knew too well, and now he has drawn blood from the doctors and nurses. If there is no bleeding, there is really no way.

With more than ten years of medical experience, standing on the operating table, although his hands dared not shake, his legs really had a tendency to kneel down and the pressure was too great.

"No, no more, Dr. Li, the plasma is not enough, we must continue to infuse!"

The teeth are broken, but the bleeding spots are still missing.

The little nurse cried and ran away again, staggering and dazed, and came to Zhang Fan's surgical cart again. This time she didn't have the strength of the last time, because the little girl had just pumped 200cc.

This is not an official holiday. It is blood loss in a short period of time. The human body is very unsuitable. The brain is still stunned. Why is it suddenly missing 200?People who are in bad health may be dizzy, let alone run away, but she still runs with gritted teeth.

Zhang Fanxin was about to be shattered by his own oppression. The operation that had already been increased countless times, couldn't be faster, and something would happen soon.

"Pick me, my blood type is the same as the child's." Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said to the itinerant nurse.

"But you..." the itinerant nurse hesitated.

"Pump! Pump from the thigh, hurry!" Zhang Fan's worried eyes jumped out.

He really can't help it.Does God really want to take one away?

No, no!

With a blood needle hanging from her thigh, the head nurse cried while drawing. She didn't know why, but wanted to cry or cry loudly.

With a bag of plasma, Zhang Fan was a little dizzy. He bit his tongue and shook his head. The operation in his hand did not allow him to feel dizzy.

But a bag of plasma is not enough. The doctor's plasma of the last blood type was also infused, but...

Li Xiong wanted to slap himself twice, how could he not find it.

I watched as the suspended plasma was about to bottom out, but the bleeding could not be stopped.

At this moment, the 120 sounded, and the 120 in the distance sounded.

Ouyang came with the second-tier doctors.

Zhang Fan listened to 120, his clenched heart finally let go.

He can finally let go of the burden now.

"Dean, there is no plasma..." The little nurse stumbled towards Ouyang.

"Why cry? Wipe clean the water on your face. You are a professional nurse, not a flat-headed common man. You have no confidence in you. Let the patient have any confidence in you!"

Triangular eyes were erected, stupefied to calm the little nurse's scolding, calm the scolding, and the world of scolding seemed to be in order again.

After scolding, Ouyang straightened his hair tossed by the wind, "Help me up!"

With the support of the director of the medical department, Ouyang stood on the front of Zhang Fan's car.

Then, he picked up the loudspeaker: "Comrades, there is no time to delay. There is no time for blood tests and no time to wait for the blood in the blood bank.

But, today we are here, if we do not come, there is nothing to say, but today we are here.

We came in white coats.We can't just watch the child die in our hands.

We are his hope, we are his last hope, the last straw.

We are determined not to let him leave this world with regret and disappointment.

Today, none of them can be less for me.We must..." The old lady hasn't finished her words yet.

The director of the medical department shouted: "Dean, my blood type is the same as that of the child. I have physical examinations every year and there is no infectious disease."

"And I!"

"me too!"

Listening to Ouyang's sonorous and powerful voice, Zhang Fan's heart was stabilized, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The white team began to draw blood in rows.

"Tell Li Xiong, what are you worried about? A hospital will give him a bottom and let him show his hand. My old lady is here to give him a guarantee that my old lady can get him as much blood as he wants today. As long as he can do it safely. Surgery, don’t put any pressure on it. Give me the operation beautifully, and take the child back from the death god."