After he took over Teacher Xie's baton, he realized that this job was not easy. It is not easy to hear the patient's arrhythmia in the ear, which is enough to scare all doctors.
I'm just afraid that the injured person's heart will stop in an instant.
Medication?
Cardiac contusion cannot be relieved by taking nitroglycerin, etc., nor can injections of nitrous acid be effective. As long as it causes widespread myocardial infarction and is likely to lead to sudden death of the injured person, it is completely possible to wait until the injured person's heart has stabilized slightly, including transferring the patient.
Don’t forget that the human body’s own performance will definitely be more urgent than the doctor’s. When a problem is discovered, all its own cells will go into battle to perform self-repair functions. Try harder, listen and feel the injured person's heart rate and pulse.
Zhang Shuping was able to calm down more and more, feeling that the injured person's heartbeat was becoming more stable.
This shows that Teacher Xie's strategy is correct: before the most serious moment has come, you can wait for the injured person's own vitality to fight the death first, and see what the situation is like before proceeding to the next step of medical intervention. Because medical intervention is equivalent to a last-ditch effort for such patients, medicine’s last trump card cannot be exposed to death too early.
After understanding this, Zhang Shuping could not help but praise: Teacher Xie is so stable in his work.
Mi Wenlin ran after Senior Sister Xie.
Walking quickly along the way, Xie Wanying saw people along the way and asked if anyone had seen the pickup truck. Instead of looking for a needle in a haystack, it's better to find Brother Luo's car first. Cars and people should be inseparable.
Finally, a passerby pointed to the road ahead and said that a car carrying barrels of water was parked there.
Now that I had the direction, I ran over quickly and saw a small truck parked on the side of the road. I was not sure if it was Brother Luo's car. I dialed Brother Luo's cell phone number again and heard a cell phone ringing at the scene.
The injured are here.
"Here!" Mi Wenlin shouted.
The two of them walked around to the back of the pickup truck and were surprised or happy when they saw the human body that was almost being pressed by the rear wheels of the truck and thus difficult to be discovered.
Xie Wanying quickly squatted down and touched the injured carotid artery: Yes.
"Brother Luo, Brother Luo."
Calling the injured, the injured did not respond.
Like other stabbing victims, the large pool of blood on the ground was shocking.
"His finger?!" Mi Wenlin saw that the injured man's bloody left middle finger had been cut to half by a knife.
"Look for your finger." Xie Wanying said.
Mi Wenlin realized what it was called. What he needed to do most at the moment was to find the half finger and send it to the hospital together with the injured person. He quickly searched around the place.
The police came and informed them: "The ambulance is here."
There were three ambulances coming back neatly, so there was no need to discuss who should go first.
Xie Wanying simply bandaged the largest stab wound on the injured person's back and asked the stretcher truck to come over and put the injured person on the stretcher.
Mi Wenlin, who found the half finger, was enduring the pain of nausea. Suddenly he saw that Senior Sister Xie, who was working very fast, was no longer prepared to wait for him. He was so anxious that he didn't dare to think any more, so he put a plastic bag around the severed finger and carried it all the way to chase Senior Sister.
Among the crowd, Dr. Yao Zhiyuan saw her flying shadow like lightning. He turned around and looked at the three arguing people in front of him.
"Do a cricothyroid puncture."
"No, a tracheotomy is required, otherwise the clot cannot be removed and the airway will continue to be blocked."
"How do you determine that there is a blood clot stuck here? You can do a cricothyroid puncture first, but if it doesn't work, do an incision."
"Otherwise, ask Yingying!"
Hearing this, Yao Zhiyuan had to tell the three of them: "She's gone."
Thank you for your support! ! ! Good night, dears~
(End of chapter)
