The Urban Management Bureau has two floors and nearly 30 independent rooms. Except for an anti-theft iron door at the end of the second floor that cannot be opened with external force, almost all the remaining rooms were turned upside down by the survivors.
What's even more shocking is that it took them less than ten minutes to "search" these houses, which can be said to be "as fast as lightning".
When everyone gathered on the first floor again, almost everyone had some extra supplies.
Putting aside those things that had nothing to do with medical treatment, Lin Junfu took stock of the things he would use next.
Towels: a dozen;
several washbasins;
9 bottles of unopened mineral water;
Canned drinks: 2 bottles;
5 thermos bottles containing water;
Of course, apart from these, the most exciting thing for the survivors was the medical kit found by Wenquan Xin.
The appearance of this medical bag is not much different from the portable medical bags sold in supermarkets and online stores, but it is much larger in size.
When Lin Junfu took over the medical bag, his hand sank sharply, which showed that its weight was extraordinary.
I think this was probably specially prepared by the Urban Management Bureau to deal with front-line "staff" being injured in the "battle".
The "glorious deeds" of the "urban management" army in the past news came to mind, and Lin Junfu was relieved by the somewhat "exaggerated" medical equipment in front of him.
After all, no matter what, the richer the medical supplies in this bag now, the greater Hu Xiaodong's hope for survival.
Although Lin Junfu himself does not know much about rescue, it is more promising to treat a dead horse as a living horse than to let it go.
After opening the bag, everyone looked at the white medical bag that symbolized holiness.
The items in the bag were arranged very neatly, and it looked like they had never been used.
This probably also reflects from one side the "invincible and invincible" combat qualities of the urban management troops.
However, at the moment, it is obvious that no one is interested in such a law enforcement force with "excellent traditions and strong combat effectiveness". There is only one issue that everyone is most concerned about:
"What do you think, Guan Lin, can these things save Brother Hu's life?"
Regarding Wang Qiang's question, Lin Junfu was a little embarrassed.
After all, he is just a traffic policeman. Although he has nearly a week of special training experience in so-called "emergency treatment", he knows very well that those pediatric "tricks" are far from the true meaning of treating diseases and saving lives.
But one thing he must admit is that the medicines and equipment in the medical bag are more than enough to treat Hu Xiaodong's stab wounds.
So after hesitating for a few seconds, Lin Junfu tilted his neck slightly.
Seeing Lin Junfu nod, Wang Qiang's frowning forehead immediately relaxed. Not only him, but the other survivors gathered in the room also breathed a sigh of relief.
But God seemed to intend to torment these "poor people", because just when they were happy that Hu Xiaodong could be "out of danger", the calm atmosphere of the person involved, Hu Xiaodong, suddenly became anxious.
Looking at Hu Xiaodong's chest that was constantly rising and falling like a chaff machine, Lin Junfu couldn't help but exclaimed: "Not good!"
"What, what, what's wrong, Lin Guan! Hu, what's wrong with Brother Hu?" Wang Qiang was confused by Hu Xiaodong's sudden change, and his heart that had just been relieved was nervously raised again. .
Wu Chao and Wenquan Xin, who have been supporting each other since the beginning of the end of the world and have been with each other from birth to death, are even more helpless and shout out the latter's name: "Brother Hu, how are you? Brother Hu, what's wrong with you?" ?Brother Hu!!”
Unfortunately, their calls did not receive any reply, and Hu Xiaodong fell into a coma.
"Can't wait any longer!" As if he had made a decision, Lin Junfu stood up decisively, then stopped Wu and Wen who were leaning on Hu Xiaodong and "crying for their father and mother", and said in a deep voice at the same time: "Little Hu's current condition is very bad. The continuous high temperature has probably affected his brain center. We must..."
As soon as he heard the words "brain" and "center", Wang Qiang immediately jumped up as if a needle had stabbed his butt.
Although he has no relevant medical knowledge, one thing is certain: as long as any patient is infected with the brain, it will definitely not be good.
Therefore, Wang Qiang started to speak harshly because of his worries: "Lin, Lin Linguan, you, you, you, don't be joking! Hu, Hu Hu, brother, he doesn't have a brain..."
"No!" Tang Xiaoquan, who had remained silent since entering the house for the reunion, finally spoke.
The reason why he spoke at this juncture and interrupted his brother's questioning was not because he really recognized Hu Xiaodong's symptoms, but because he did not want everyone to further psychologically disturb Hu Xiaodong who was at the critical point of life and death because of too heavy a topic. burden.
After all, no one can tell that Hu Xiaodong has really fallen into a coma at this moment. If he is still conscious, after listening to the pessimistic arguments around him, it will inevitably have an impact on his will to survive, and this is undoubtedly what no one wants to see at the moment. to the situation.
So when the words fell, Tang Xiaoquan immediately called everyone out of the house, leaving Acheng alone to take care of Hu Xiaodong.
Some elders walked out of the house unwillingly. It was obvious that Wang Qiang was not happy with his brother's behavior.
It wasn't just him. Judging from the solemn expressions of Wu Chao and Wenquan Xin, these two people obviously had some criticisms of Tang Xiaoquan's actions.
But the elder Zhao Yunhai saw the young man's intentions and immediately calmed down the atmosphere and said: "Okay, Xiao Tang, since everyone has come out, if you have anything to say, you can talk openly and honestly now."
Nodding subconsciously, Tang Xiaoquan did not answer, but turned his gaze to Lin Junfu on the other side.
Because he could see that the latter seemed to have a countermeasure to deal with Hu Xiaodong's injury.
Unfortunately, Tang Xiaoquan only guessed half of it right, and the other half...
It is true that Lin Junfu did think of a way to treat Hu Xiaodong's injury, but little did he know that his was a helpless move to catch a duck.
To use his own words to describe it, he treats a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
But no matter how he treats it, Lin Junfu definitely does not treat it as a child's play. This can be seen from his extremely serious expression: "That's it. We must first physically cool down Xiao Hu, otherwise the fever will continue like this." , his temperature control center will have problems sooner or later, so we have to lower the temperature of his body as much as possible before he develops convulsions. In addition..."
At this point, Lin Junfu's voice suddenly paused, and then he glanced at everyone, and then slowly continued: "In addition, we have to perform suture surgery on Xiao Hu's leg wound!"
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