Sister, you miss me

After a brief silence, Wang Fenglin said: "Now, we must first figure out whether the mother is diagnosed with malignant hyperthermia."

"This is certain, because Minister Chang's relatives died on the operating table with a high fever. Although there was no conclusion at the time, it can be inferred that the mother carried this genetic gene." Female anesthetist Roland said.

"Then what did you do?" Liu Yishou roared, "As an anesthesiologist, how did you communicate before surgery?"

Roland's eyes were red: "I was negligent. This probability is only 1 in 50,000. There is only one anesthesiologist in the county court, and my workload is very full!"

"Full? Full can be negligent? You don't want to do it!" Liu Yishou roared.

Wang Fenglin waved his hand: "Old Liu, now is not the time to be held accountable. Saving people is like fighting a fire. Drugs and physical cooling are performed at the same time. Do everything you need to do!"

Liu Yi nodded with red eyes, "Yes, Minister Chang's son is a martyr. We must do our best to rescue the martyrs' orphans. What are you doing in a daze? Do as Director Wang said."

The delivery bed has been surrounded by doctors and nurses. It is cooled by ice cubes and scrubbed with alcohol. The delivery room is full of wolves, chaos like a battlefield.

Wang Fenglin sighed and came to the delivery bed. He stretched out his hand to catch the pulse of the parturient. The tentacle was hot, and his pulse beat like a drum. He frowned and withdrew his palm.

Yang Feng followed in Wang Fenglin's footsteps and asked, "Is her man a martyr?"

Wang Fenglin shook his head and sighed: "Xiao Chang is a fireman. A few days ago, he sacrificed honorably to save a child at a fire scene."

"what?"

The eyes of Wang Fenglin, who was accustomed to life and death, could not help but turn red: "It was also because of this bad news that his wife was alarmed by the fetal gas and gave birth prematurely. When he arrived at the hospital, he found that the fetal position was incorrect and could only be delivered by cesarean section... The friendship is gone, his wife and son are gone, if the daughter-in-law and grandson can't keep it, he..."

At this time, Liu Yishou hurried over, like a bereaved concubine: "Elder Wang, the parturient has a heart failure, and the fetal heart rate cannot be detected."

Wang Fenglin was silent for two seconds, with trembling lips: "Give up, I... I'll talk to Lao Chang."

"How can the families of the martyrs give up? Get out of the way and I will try." Yang Feng pushed aside the crowd and grabbed the mother's wrist.

"Who is he?"

Yang Feng is a fresh face, and he asks people like this very much.This guy didn't wear sterile clothes, didn't wear rubber gloves, and didn't even disinfect his hands. Who is he?

A few majors in the departments have a bit of an impression of Yang Feng. The key is that they are very familiar with his words. Not long ago, Mayor He’s old mother was critically ill, and in the end this fellow rescued him.

Upon hearing Yang Feng's words, Wang Fenglin, who was just about to go out to report the bad news, and Liu Yishou, who was dejected on the side, were shocked.

The two turned their heads to look at Yang Feng. They couldn't help but squeeze their hands together, and there was a ten thousandth of hope in their eyes.

Yang Feng's complexion was dignified, the parturient woman was in precarious condition, and the situation was extremely urgent, but this was not an ordinary disease, Yang Feng could not see the ill gas, and could do nothing.

Yang Feng believes that malignant high fever is similar to allergy. Strictly speaking, it cannot be called a disease, but it is fatal enough.

In the delivery room, a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at Yang Feng, but Yang Feng was motionless, as if petrified, the time passed by one minute and one second, and the mother's ECG almost became a straight line.

Yang Feng suddenly said, "Elder Wang, Dean Liu, I am not sure, I can only take a risk."

Wang Fenglin has a big deal: "What are you doing now, let's do it!"

Yang Feng nodded, he thought so, since he couldn't see the overflow of illness, he could only take the risk and use poison to fight poison.

Yang Feng decided to inject a breath of sickness into the patient's body, awakening the patient's own defense system. The only worry was that the patient's physique was weak and could not stand the toss.

Therefore, this degree must be grasped well.

Yang Feng input a kind of sick qi from yin to cold, and in the process of conveying it, he also trembled and suffered tremendous pain.

Before long, everyone discovered that the mother's complexion was no longer flushed, and the body surface temperature plummeted.

This change brightened everyone's eyes.

The anesthetist Roland almost cried with joy, and Wang Fenglin and Liu couldn't help clenching their fists.

However, this is only the first step in the Long March.

Time passed by one minute and one second, Yang Feng's body was like a sieve, as if soaked in water, but he was still holding the mother's wrist tightly.

Roland shed tears and wiped Yang Feng's forehead over and over again, and several other nurses silently wiped their tears.

In this way, a whole hour passed, Yang Feng's face was pale and inhumane, and the collapsed wanted to fall asleep, the hope that everyone had just given was a little bit shattered.

At this moment, the mother gave a light cough.

This cough seemed to be an introduction, and the parturient coughed violently quickly. However, what is surprising is that with this cough, the mother's heartbeat returned to normal and the fetal heart rate of the fetus in the abdomen also returned to normal.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on several vital signs monitoring instruments, and every indicator returned to normal as if they were conjured, and everyone's face was written with incredible.

"Oh yeah!"

The two lives were saved, and all the medical workers in the delivery room met You Rongyan, and everyone suddenly burst into such cheers.

But Yang Feng's body was tilted and he passed out.

The young anesthesiologist Roland did not hesitate to embrace Yang Feng, but he felt like he was holding a piece of ice.

The crisis was resolved. All the elites in the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology joined forces. Liu Yishou and Wang Fenglin were in support. Everything went smoothly. Another hour later, there was a loud cry from the delivery room-mother and child were safe.

Wang Fenglin and Liu Yishou were full of joy, and they jointly reported the good news to Minister Chang in person.

Hearing the words "Mother and Child Safe", outside the delivery room, the county party committee members and the county party committee's organization minister often inspected and couldn't help but tears, muttering to himself: "Son, don't worry about it..."

...

The whole body hurts, the head hurts, and no one feels comfortable. Yang Feng didn't want to wake up, but still woke up.

The nose was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, and when he opened his eyes, it was white everywhere. Yang Feng remembered that he was saving people before fainting, and immediately sat up: "What about the child? What about the mother?"

A woman in a white lab coat smiled gently and helped Yang Feng and said: "Thanks to you, mother and child are safe, you are amazing and saved two lives."

"That's good, you are..." Yang Feng's mind was still a little confused, and his qi was not enough.

"Roland, the anesthesiologist in the county hospital. Yang Feng, you also saved me, thank you."

Yang Feng smiled helplessly.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's not comfortable anywhere. What time is it now?" Yang Feng asked suddenly.

Roland looked at his watch: "At twelve noon, you slept for two full hours."

"Well, help me up, I have to go."

"You can't go!"

"why?"

"Although I don't know what method you use, your body consumes a lot. You need rest and rest."

"That's right, Ronaldinho was right." A hearty voice came from outside the door, and Wang Fenglin walked in first, followed by Liu Yishou, followed by an old man with a round face and white shirt.

Yang Feng's head is sober now. This old man in white shirt saw him for the second time. The old man has the same superior temperament as He Kun, and Wang Fenglin had previously called him Minister Chang. If he guessed correctly, This old man should be the head of the organization of Chunyang County Committee.