Medical treatment is a ridiculous thing. In the early days of this industry, you could rely on logic to judge, for example, abdominal pain. With more than ten years of accumulation, you can judge, oh, this guy is not going to have a baby, but has an inflamed appendix.
In the mid-term, life or death is often determined at a glance. I can do this surgery, I can do it, I can't do this surgery, I can't do it, if I can, I can, if I can't, I can't, there is no ambiguity at all.
No logic or judgment is of any use.
At the bottleneck period of practice, the so-called logic started again, oh, this thing is similar to the rabies virus, well, it has an extra hat, so I guess I can try the rabies vaccine.
At this time, I actually rely on the knowledge accumulated throughout my life to make guesses.
There are thousands of kinds of medicines and thousands of diseases. If there is time, it is estimated that most diseases in the world can slowly find original drugs to overcome them.
However, diseases are not waiting for humans to explore, nor are they waiting for you to try drugs one by one.
At this time, it is the true reflection of a doctor. Whether a doctor has suffered a lot in his life, whether he can only follow the script, or whether he really has two brushes.
In the season of crisp autumn and high horizons, the emergency doctor in Chagri will probably never forget this day in his life.
Under the blue sky, the green river, and the long grass pasture, the shepherd dog lay quietly on the side of the road with its big tongue hanging out, watching the child who fell on the road.
And the moment he opened the car door and got out of the car, it felt like a knife was hanging in his throat again, and the acid regurgitated from his stomach scratched his throat hotly.
With the nurse in tow, he jumped out of the car before it was stable, carrying the first aid kit and running desperately towards the convulsing child on the road.
Blood, like spring water, gurgled out. The little head was covered with blood and blood foam like open beer.
"Quick, run. I want you to eat less. Eat less. You can't even run fast now."
The nurse aunt, who was dressed in rich flesh, shook her whole body in waves, from top to bottom, from bottom to top, panting like a cow, biting her lips and trying hard to swing her legs.
She didn't take the doctor's complaints to heart at all. Now was not the time to argue. If it had been normal, she would have pinned him down and made him beg for mercy.
After a plop, after arriving at the place, the emergency doctor knelt directly beside the child on the hot road, covering the bleeding while touching the carotid artery.
"Help, quick, oxygen cylinder, hemostasis, morphine, cardiotonic drugs."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fat nurse took corresponding measures immediately.
Letting go of the first child, he immediately checked on the second child. His little face was covered in bruises, and his closed eyes could not hide his painful face. Only the slight twitching of his limbs reminded him that he was not A rubber doll.
"The child was intubated and had multiple rib fractures. He was in shock and was breathing asphyxiated."
Speaking as fast as a machine gun, the nurse listened and dealt with it. At this time, she wished she had four hands, and wished she could tear off her toes and use them as hands.
Just as the doctor took a breath, he heard the tractor driver lying on the road shouting with heartbreaking cries: "Doctor, there are four children in the ditch. Please help. Please help." Save them! I’m kowtowing to you, it’s all my fault, my doll!”
I thought it was the doctor of the two children. When he heard this, his hair stood up. Looking at the tractors and grassy mountains in the river beach, he picked up the first-aid box and started to jump to the river.
When he saw the child, he didn't need to check or use his hands to check. He knew that there was nothing he could do. He didn't even have the courage to reach out and pull the child out.
The poor child, with his shriveled lips and the desperate eyes born at a young age, was quietly looking forward to the uncle in white clothes.
Looking at the child's chest, looking at the child's body pressed by the grass and mountains below, he despaired. The child's pleading eyes and slightly trembling lips said: Uncle, save me, it hurts!
It hit the broad-chested northwest man like a sledgehammer. At this time, he hated that his skills were not good enough and that he was helpless.
What should I do, what should I do? Like a hysterical child, he was sitting at the foot of the grass mountain. In an instant, he thought of a person.
A person whose technical admiration made him fall to the ground on all fours reminded him of the person whose white cross-country car was interspersed with a touch of red in all directions!
"Zhang Yuan! I am Zharike's emergency doctor. Four children are in critical condition right now. I dare not move!"
As soon as Zhang Fan, who was holding the bowl, answered the phone, everyone in the family put down their bowls and chopsticks involuntarily.
Before Shao Hua could ask anything, Zhang Fan put down the phone, picked up his clothes and started to run away.
While running, he said to Shao Hua: "There is an emergency. Call Xue Fei, Xu Xian, and Wang Yanan quickly and ask them to rush to the hospital immediately."
Shao Hua opened his mouth and didn't ask a word. Zhang Fan had already ran out of the door. The girl said: Be careful!
"Hi, it's okay, it's okay, uncles, aunts, parents, Zhang Fan and the others are like this in their line of work. It's strange that they don't have an emergency room! You eat first, and I'll make a call."
After Shao Hua finished speaking, he started making phone calls.
Squeezing, the child squeezed by Caoshan was like a deflated balloon. Not only did his chest collapse in half, but the bone stubble was like white burrs, or like jade-like fangs sticking out of the body, and the dazzling setting sun shone on it.
The bones with flesh and blood reflect the light with a faint blood-red color.
Sharp weapon injuries are like a rough strong man, straight to the point, life or death, a matter decided with one word and one glance.
A crush injury is like a piece of chewing gum that has been chewed until there is no sugar left. If it is torn and torn, one or several long strings can be pulled out wherever it sticks.
One moment it gives you hope of rebirth, and the next moment your organs fail. So crush injuries are like a pile of mud in the injury discipline, and you can't shake it out even if you grab it. If you don't have the ability to do three-thirds, you really don't dare to do this.
Chasu Hospital, Zhang Fan ran to the hospital, and the 120 number in the emergency center had already started flashing.
Zhang Fan jumped on his Cruiser and shouted to the driver of 120: "Where are you going for medical treatment?"
"Car accident, Cha Rike." The driver of 120 quickly stuck his head out and shouted to Zhang Fan in the distance.
"If this car doesn't work, bring out three operating carts. Quickly, contact the county hospital and bring plasma, one for four, and more efficient nurses."
"Yes!" the head nurse of the emergency center shouted loudly.
Not long after, Xue Fei ran into the hospital with a greasy mouth. He jumped into Zhang Fan's Cruiser without even taking a breath.
Immediately afterwards, Xu Xian, Wang Yanan, Xue Xiaoqiao, and Doctor Naduo all rushed to the hospital.
"Let's go!" Zhang Fan didn't have time to report to Ouyang, so he immediately ordered to set off.
The chief on duty at home was busy adjusting people, and then reported the situation to Ouyang. Ouyang couldn't sit still at home.
As soon as he heard the call, he asked the driver to chase Zhang Fan and the others out of the city, and then the government's call came.
When 120 came out of the hospital, the mounted police saw that the famous red-light Cruiser plunged into the turbulent traffic without hesitation, and they knew something was wrong.
In the Qiansu Traffic Police Brigade, the superiors have already told them that once they encounter this car and start to run a red light, they should not ask what the situation is and just open the way for others.
It is truly a privileged car that convinces everyone.
The policemen on duty cleared the way, and the team leader on duty gently approached Zhang Fan's window.
"Zhang Yuan, what's going on?"
"Zha Rike's car accident, a vicious car accident, and now the other party also has a 120 heading towards Chasu. I need time!"
Zhang Fan didn't even turn his head, but kept accelerating, accelerating, overtaking, overtaking, and overtaking again.
"Okay, I'm asking for permission now!"
Zhang Fan ignored him and continued to accelerate.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Look, everyone, this second ball, the policeman is leaning against the window, and he wants to speed up. Brother, support you, overturn the motorcycle, you are the most handsome guy in China!"
There are those who watch the excitement and are not afraid of big troubles.
There are also those who are observant and careful, "What are you talking about? Get out of the way. Didn't you see that those running 120 are almost on fire!"
"Hey! Give way. This car has to give way, otherwise I will die on this road today."
"Cooperate fully and you will clear the way throughout the process."
"Copy that!" Then, the policeman picked up the walkie-talkie, "Brothers, flash your lights and sound your sirens to clear the way for Zhang Yuan!"
For a moment, the whimpers of 120 and the urging sounds of police cars were everywhere. Cars on the road gave way.
The emergency department 120 in Charik, which is a hundred kilometers away, is also open.
The emergency doctor guarded the child under the grass mountain, while the nurse ran towards Chasu with the child who had been treated in the emergency.
"Hurry, hurry, Balangzi, hurry, I can't help it, their breathing is getting weaker and weaker. Come on, Balangzi!"
The young ambulance driver drove the 120 to the extreme. He was sweating and stared at the road ahead. Like a rally driver, concentrate.
"I am Zhang Fan, Dean Cha Su, where are you now?"
Racing on the highway, Zhang Fan kept calling the other person.
Finally, it was estimated that the other party had a signal after leaving the mountains. "We'll be at the county line soon!"
"Okay!" After saying that, Zhang Fan said to the intercom: "Xue Xiaoqiao and Xu Xian lead the team and are in charge of the No. 1 surgical cart. The other party will be here soon.
The two children in the car are left to you. Do you have any questions? If you have any questions, ask them now! "
"Report, no, we will go all out!"
The purple lanterns began to approach from the opposite direction. Under the sun, they are like purple rivers with white links, heading towards each other without slowing down.
"Zhang Yuan, the highway has been closed."
"good!"
"Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, this is Ouyang. The second batch of rescuers has set off, about 50 kilometers away from you."
"Okay! European Hospital, we will contact the other party immediately, leave an operating vehicle, and operate right here. Let's continue towards the accident scene."
"Okay, be sure to pay attention to safety."
"Yes!" Zhang Fan replied.
When the first surgical vehicle stopped, Charik's emergency nurse and 120 driver were like bloody men. They stopped the vehicle and ran out holding their two young bodies.
Zhang Fan stared at the child's body and face, then bit his lip, turned around and continued to speed up.
"Hurry, follow behind!" Zhang Fan shouted loudly on the intercom.
The Cruiser's speed has reached 200, while the surgical cart produced by Volvo has not fallen far behind.
Running on the highway like a steel behemoth. Time is like a dull knife, cutting away a child's life bit by bit.
