Operating Room 1.
The door to the medical staff's entrance is open.
A middle-aged doctor stood in front of the operating table and shouted: "Change the anesthetic, inject dantrolene sodium, oversupply oxygen, and give another electric shock."
"The anesthetic has been changed, the oxygen supply has been increased, Danlin injection will be prepared immediately, and the defibrillator has been charged."
The surgical nurse said as she quickly got ready.
When Ye Lan arrived, first aid was still in progress.
The Second Hospital has recently introduced many new people, and since he has not appeared in the hospital for a long time, several people did not recognize him for a while.
However, everyone couldn't care about him at the moment, and they were all trying their best to save him.
Ye Lan didn't say anything rashly, but picked it up and placed it at the door.
The patient is 65 years old and suffers from tumors and several underlying diseases. This time it was just a simple tumor removal surgery.
After quickly scanning the case, he raised his head and looked at the operating table.
There, several doctors were still working quickly to save her.
Their rescue methods were quite satisfactory. It was a textbook rescue, with no mistakes to be made.
However, Ye Lan took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "If this doesn't work, prepare to cool down physically."
The doctors who were busy at work turned their heads after hearing this.
The new anesthesiologist glanced at Ye Lan's casual clothes and asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"
The surgeon who was performing first aid frowned and roared: "Everyone waiting, get out."
Ye Lan's expression was calm.
It’s understandable that patients are in critical condition and they naturally feel bad.
However, malignant hyperthermia is fierce and the rescue time is very short.
At this time, without caring about anything else, he immediately explained in a deep voice: "The patient's operating conditions are very difficult, and the operation is already halfway through. Even if the traditional method can lower the temperature, he cannot get off the operating table."
The surgeon holding the defibrillator shocked the patient's chest again and said angrily: "Get out!"
With malignant hyperthermia and cardiac arrest, the golden rescue time has passed and the patient is almost certain to be dead.
Now that there is such a gesticulating person, everyone in the operating room is naturally in a bad mood.
Ye Lan frowned slightly and was about to speak.
Professor Chen had already hurried over and walked into the operating room. He just glanced at the operating table and then turned his eyes to Ye Lan.
"Is there any hope?"
"The success rate of resuscitation without sequelae within ten minutes is 90%. After ten minutes, there is a high possibility of sequelae."
Ye Lan said lightly.
The calm words stunned the rescuers.
You know, according to previous cases, successful rescue of malignant hyperthermia and cardiac arrest is often within 5 minutes.
And now, a full 10 minutes have passed.
Just then, the brainwave monitor sounded an alarm.
"Beep..."
This means that rescue efforts have failed and the brain is beginning to die.
Everyone stopped and stood dejectedly.
"Now, can you change me?"
Ye Lan suddenly spoke, his tone still calm and calm.
The anesthesiologist pointed at the brainwave monitor that sounded the alarm, "People are already dead, so why bother trying to save them!"
"If the brain waves disappear, can't we rescue him?" Ye Lan said calmly.
The anesthesiologist was obviously angry. Just when he was about to get angry, his eyes caught a glimpse of Professor Chen who was thoughtfully beside him.
Then he sneered and said: "Okay, I want to see how you can save me!"
With that said, he beckoned others to get out of the way of the surgery.
"Sterile suit."
Ye Lan stepped forward and said in a deep voice.
The surgical nurse, who had not yet come to her senses, was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses.
She immediately ran into the preparation room and took out a sterile suit.
After changing clothes, 6 minutes have passed.
All monitoring instruments have been shut down.
Facing patients who have lost vital signs, instruments are of no use.
Walking to the operating table, Ye Lan immediately started giving instructions.
"Injection of succinylcholine, injection of cold saline, extracorporeal circulation of blood..."
The surgical nurse on the side froze and couldn't help but said: "It is succinylcholine that causes the patient's high fever."
Others were also baffled by this, even Professor Chen looked stunned.
There was no other way, Ye Lan could only explain patiently.
"Do you know how to fight poison with poison? Use this medicine to activate the patient's body, and then forcibly cool it down."
Although he didn't understand clearly, Professor Chen spoke up immediately.
"Do as he says!"
When the anesthesiologist, who was already in a bad mood, heard this, his face turned the color of pig liver.
"Okay! Whatever!"
After saying that, he immediately started dispensing the medicine.
The patient's heart has stopped and blood circulation has stopped.
Currently, drugs can only be injected into extracorporeal circulation machines.
As the machine starts up, the slowly flowing blood is pumped back into the patient's body at an extremely fast speed.
Although the brain waves have disappeared, the cells have not completely died.
Just when everyone was confused, Ye Lan inserted his hand directly along the wound in the patient's chest.
Pinch your heart and press it rhythmically.
The pressure brought by the circulation machine, combined with Ye Lan's extremely high-frequency compressions, made the patient's originally pale complexion turn slightly red.
"electric shock!"
At this moment, Ye Lan said in a deep voice.
The surgical nurse immediately handed over the electric shock device.
"Shock me!"
Ye Lan turned around and ordered.
The nurse's eyes widened, as if she suspected she had heard wrongly.
It wasn't until Ye Lan repeated it that she gritted her teeth and pressed hard on Ye Lan's back.
"Bang" sound.
There was no movement in Ye Lan's body, but the patient's body trembled suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, his muscles suddenly stiffened, his mouth opened, and he breathed heavily.
With a clatter, the defibrillator fell to the ground.
The little nurse froze in place.
The anesthesiologist next to him opened his eyes in horror, and did not even notice that the syringe in his hand fell.
The same goes for everyone else.
Even Professor Chen couldn't help standing on tiptoes and looking towards the operating table.
"Go get ice, change the anesthetic, and the operation will continue."
Ye Lan exited the operating position and calmly waved his hand.
The surgeon stepped forward numbly.
To this day, he still can't believe what he saw.
A man whose brain waves had disappeared was actually rescued alive.
Does this still belong to the category of medical skills?
"Xiaoye, are you rescued like this?" Professor Chen said incredulously.
"Yeah! Cells are activated through heat and nerves are activated through current, that's it!"
Ye Lan said a little tiredly.
Everyone in the operating room was completely speechless. Who can't talk about theory?
But this is impossible!
Only then did the anesthesiologist react and said cautiously: "Are you Dr. Ye Lanye?"
"Um!"
Ye Lan nodded calmly.
The anesthesiologist's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Well... I came to the Second Hospital just because I heard about your deeds..."
He walked up, touched up and down helplessly, and murmured: "Well...I...I'm sorry, my attitude just now...I'm really sorry."
Ye Lan laughed and patted his shoulder heavily.
"Good surgery!"
After that, he walked straight out.
