Waiting, waiting for rescue is probably the most difficult thing. If you add some heavy emotions to this difficulty, it is probably that the adults are fine, but the children are dying.
The emergency doctor in Charik knelt beside the haystack, gently wiping the faces of the four children with salt water.
While using a large bottle of sugar and salt water, gently feed it to the children along their dry lips.
"Be obedient, come on, come on, drink some, drink more, the pain will stop if you drink more, and you will recover quickly if you drink more.
Be obedient, be good, don't sleep, hurry up, don't sleep. Open your eyes, uncle will sing Hongyan to you. "
The bearded man knelt on the ground, his face stained with snot and tears. The bear-like man tried hard to make his voice gentler and kinder.
Singing loudly in his mouth, his eyes were watching the situation of the children while looking in the direction of Chasu in the distance.
"Hurry up. I can't hold on any longer." Looking at the children beside him, he couldn't help but think of his own children, and his heart ached, as if an ant bites an insect.
The moans of the four children were like chainsaws, rising and falling on the tip of his heart. He wanted to stop the sound of the chainsaw, but was afraid that the sound of the chainsaw would disappear.
What is a contradiction? This is a contradiction. Give the child some morphine to relieve the pain, but looking at the flattened half of the chest, the morphine will inhibit breathing.
If these children were his own, he would use morphine regardless. Few ordinary people can endure this kind of torture, but doctors are all ordinary people.
But today, he had to endure it even if he couldn't bear it. Not only did he have to endure it, but he also had to find a way to divert the children's attention.
A voice like a broken gong, a song like a wolf's roar, floating far away in the wilderness and into the blue sky like weeping.
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On the highway, large trucks pulling raw materials from various countries were parked on the highway one after another.
A handsome traffic policeman wearing sunglasses and black motorcycle boots stood in the middle of the road, expressionless in front of the group of cars.
One thing is better than another, that is, the traffic police. If other professions stood in front of this group of Yadong shuttle vehicles, they would probably be able to beat the driver to the point where my mother would not recognize him.
"Traffic, what's going on? We've already issued fines. Look, why aren't we allowed on the road?"
"There is a serious accident ahead and the road is temporarily closed."
Expressways, let alone tractors in other provinces, sometimes even smaller motorcycles are not allowed on the expressways.
But the highways in the frontier are different. There are countless herds here, and the highways are often the routes for herds to transfer.
Therefore, in the border areas, it is strange to see herds on the highways in pastoral areas, especially when changing fields in autumn, when groups of cattle, horses and sheep take to the highways.
Especially some of the leading big animals, such as horses and cows, have quite bad tempers. Walking on the highway, he is better than the traffic police.
You can't use the loudspeaker to urge, otherwise, if you turn your butt, it will be a hoof. Some cars with thin sheet metal can definitely transform with one hoof.
It is also a characteristic of the frontier that herds can drive on highways in special areas, but some people will drive tractors up there to pretend to be herds during this period, and then compete with cars to test their speed.
So in the border areas, don’t be surprised if you see tractors emitting black smoke and spinning wheels on the highway.
…
The whistle sounded, which Dr. Zharik had hated for more than ten years. This time, he felt that the whistle coming from the distance was so cute and sweet.
He took off his white coat and stood on the highway road pillar. The bear-like man threw up his white coat and danced like the wind!
While waving his white coat, he shouted: "Zhang Yuan, hurry up, the children can't hold on anymore, please, hurry up!"
Tears streamed down his face.
"Zhang Yuan, look, someone is swinging a white coat to send a signal!"
Wang Yanan immediately reminded Zhang Fan.
Looking at the lonely man standing on the green road pillar, shaking the white coat in his hand with all his strength, so lonely, so separated!
"Hurry!" Zhang Fan stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the roaring Cruiser was speeding on the road.
I got out of the car and finally arrived at the scene of the accident.
"Xue Fei leads the first group, Wang Yanan leads the second group, Li Xiong leads the third group and I go to the fourth group. Xue Fei is always ready to substitute, exchange information, coordinate with each department, and provide immediate rescue."
"Yes!" With no time to greet or speak, Zhang Fan got out of the car and ran while giving orders.
Behind him were a group of doctors and nurses carrying stretchers, first-aid kits, and electric pacemakers.
After seeing Zhang Fan and the others get off the car, the emergency doctor from Zarike smiled and cried, mumbling with dry lips: "Zhang Yuan, you are finally here, you are finally here."
"Come on, Jack! All men must get started and pry open the gap quickly!"
Sweat, like the river around us, flows through this group of people in white coats in the autumn river valley.
"Slow down, slow down, oxygen tank! Adrenaline intravenous injection! Hold on, kid, we are coming. We are doctors of Qin Su, hold on!"
Zhang Fan looked at the dying child in front of him and shouted loudly.
One two, one two, Jack was too late. Both men and women got started, pushing and pushing, crying and shouting, and finally there was a gap in the grassy mountain!
Slowly, the children were gently carried out one by one.
When the child was carried out of the originally cloudy sky, the sun suddenly escaped from the clouds, and its rays of light shone in the valley and among the group of people.
"Wang Yanan, can you handle the surgery for the fracture of both femurs, tibia and fibula?"
Zhang Fan's eyes were bare, as if Wang Yanan was about to devour her if she didn't answer well, with a ferocious expression and a stern tone.
"Report to Zhang Yuan, I can get it! Please give the leader an order and resolutely complete the operation."
The unique voice of women echoed throughout the valley. Boost your energy! It was not in vain that the girl had to work hard, licking her face and being forced to stay in the orthopedics department. She was not in vain and her youth and time were wasted.
"Okay! Bring a team and start the operation! The surgical cart forms four areas, and the four operations must be performed at the same time.
Head nurse, show me your fierceness, keep an eye on every operation, and keep in touch with things outside the operation. "
"Yes, Zhang Yuan, I will go all out."
Looking at the poor child, he looked like a broken wicker, as pitiful as a three-section stick when he was being carried on the stretcher.
Just like that, when Zhang Fan and the others carried out the children, one of the children endured severe pain and gave Zhang Fan and the others a Young Pioneer salute.
A simple salute made a group of professionals who were used to seeing life and death burst into tears.
Does it hurt? It hurts, but there is still a trace of the spirit of China in the small body.
"Come on, kid, uncle will do his best!"
Zhang Fan had to let others lead the team to perform the operation, because the most serious child was in shock and coma, and his vital signs were flickering. It could be said that he was like an oil lamp that was about to go out. Even a little wind could make him leave early. this world.
"Start the operation!"
All of a sudden, in the curved river valley and on the highway, only the silent police lights were flashing, and even the river flowed quietly, fearing to disturb the doctors.
The occasional birds flying over the mountains make people feel that the world is alive.
"Go and rest for a while. Look at your hands, bandage them, and drink some sugar and salt water." The nurse who stayed under the operating cart looked at Zharik's man and said softly.
In order to save the child, the doctor rolled and crawled across the river valley. He felt nothing during the rescue, but now if he looked carefully, he saw patches of ulcerated skin stained with blood, soil, and glass fragments. The bottle in my hand was broken and punctured.
With trembling hands and a hoarse voice, "Just wrap it up casually. How can I think about resting now? If I don't wait for news, I guess I won't be stable in this life."
The nurse didn't force him, she just squatted beside him and bandaged him.
They were all in the medical field, so she knew his mood very well. Doctors are not afraid of visiting patients, nor are they afraid of long and difficult operations. What doctors are really afraid of is that they are helpless when faced with a disease. This is a shame for doctors.
When the groans sounded, he, wearing a white shirt, could only watch the patient walking towards death step by step. To be honest, his heart felt like a knife.
Back then, he had the opportunity to go to the mainland and the south, but he couldn't let go of this place or the mountains and rivers here. However, now he has made up his mind that he must improve his skills for this landscape.
"Curetape! The small one, this is a child, give me the large one. Isn't the damage big? Quick!" The two legs, two femurs, two tibias, and two fibulas, watching the child swell little by little Body, Wang Yanan was furious.
Just like when she first entered the hospital, she would criticize people if she said the wrong thing. It was not that she had no emotional intelligence, but that she was too focused.
"Aspirator, the chest is full of congestion, hurry up, pressurize, blood transfusion, 1000cc, hurry up, don't stop!"
Dr. Song from the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery is in the second group. The ribs of the children he took over were like broken wafer biscuits, and the collapsed chest was like a sandwich bread pinched by a naughty child. All the chocolate inside flowed out, but the bread was not. It collapsed.
The children in the third group had pelvic fractures, the lower part was swollen like roasted red quail, and bright red blood was flowing continuously.
In the last group, Zhang Fan took Xue Fei, who was the most serious child. His head fell on the ground, his chest was squeezed, his lungs were bruised and lacerated, and his body was broken in many places, which were held together by the flesh on his body.
"Knife, open the skull! Xue Fei, open the chest!"
The two people performed the test at the same time, and the anesthetist reported the blood pressure and heart rate every three minutes.
As time ticked by, the gauze used to wipe the blood in the patient's body was changed.
During brain surgery, Zhang Fan worked as fast as possible to reduce pressure and stop bleeding. The child is too young to delay even a little bit. His life has not yet begun, and he cannot be allowed to fall down at the starting point.
Little by little, the child's blood pressure finally stabilized, his heart rate slowly began to slow down, and his breathing slowly became steady.
Just when Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, the door of the operating vehicle was violently opened with a bang.
Zhang Fan's heart suddenly sank. He knew that these professional and professional people would never be so reckless unless something happened.
"Yuan Zhang, Patient No. 3 suddenly suffered from massive intra-abdominal bleeding, his blood pressure dropped completely, and now we can't even find the bleeding point, and we don't have enough plasma."
The little nurse cried through the surgical curtain and shouted.
Zhang Fan's hand shook slightly. He was now in charge here. He had to find a way and issue orders for anything.
At this moment, he was not allowed to hesitate or even think about it. He had to subconsciously issue a correct order.
Otherwise, the consequence of delay and ambiguity is patient death.
However, he still had a child with an open brain in his hand, and he couldn't separate himself from it. He wished he could end the operation immediately and rush to Patient No. 3, but he couldn't leave, and he couldn't leave.
He bit his lips until they bled.
"Go, tour under the operating table, one person will monitor each of the two operations, the doctor who can perform the operation will report his blood type, draw blood on the spot, and transfuse the blood on the spot. Quick, this is a death order!"
"yes!"
"I am type A, and I have the same blood type as this child!"
"Smoking 400cc, I'm in good health!"
The blood just extracted from the doctors was transfused into the child.
Li Xiong, the surgeon in charge of Patient No. 3, was sweating like a child's blood, and there was even a puddle of water inside his socks. If you could take a step, your toes would probably make a squeezing sound.
"Where is it, where is it, where is the bleeding!" He knew very well. He had already drawn blood from doctors and nurses. If he still couldn't find the bleeding, there was really nothing he could do.
With more than ten years of medical experience, I stand on the operating table. Although my hands don't dare to shake, my legs really have a tendency to kneel down. The pressure is too much.
"No, no, Dr. Li, there is not enough plasma, we must continue transfusion!"
The teeth were broken, but the bleeding point could not be found.
The little nurse cried and ran away again, staggering and dizzy again to Zhang Fan's operating cart. This time she didn't have the same energy as the last time, because the little girl had just pumped 200cc.
This is not a period, this is blood loss in a short period of time. The human body is very uncomfortable and the brain is still hazy. Why is it suddenly less than 200? Those who were in poor health might have fainted, let alone run away, but she still gritted her teeth and ran.
Zhang Fan's heart was almost broken by his own oppression. The surgery had already been improved countless times. If he couldn't do it any faster, something would happen if he did it any faster.
"Take mine, my blood type is the same as the child's." Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said to the traveling nurse.
"But you..." the traveling nurse hesitated.
"Pull! Pump it from the thigh, quickly!" Zhang Fan's eyes almost jumped out of his head in worry.
There was really nothing he could do. Does God really want to take one away?
No, no!
There was a blood-drawing needle hanging on her thigh. The head nurse was crying while drawing blood. She didn't know why, she just wanted to cry, she just wanted to cry loudly.
With a bag of plasma, Zhang Fan felt slightly dizzy. He bit his tongue and shook his head. The operation in his hands could not tolerate dizziness.
But one bag of plasma was not enough, so the doctor’s plasma from the last blood group was also transfused, but...
Li Xiong wanted to slap himself twice, but he couldn't find it.
I watched helplessly as the hanging plasma was about to bottom out, but the bleeding could not be stopped.
At this moment, 120 rang, and 120 rang in the distance.
Ouyang came with the second echelon of doctors.
Zhang Fan finally let go of his clenched heart after listening to 120.
He can finally put down his burden now.
"Dean, there is no more plasma..." The little nurse stumbled towards Ouyang.
"Why are you crying? Wipe the water off your face. You are a professional nurse, not an ordinary citizen. How can you let the patient have confidence in you when you have lost your confidence!"
The triangular eyes were raised, and the little nurse was calmed down by the scolding. The scolding world seemed to have order again.
After scolding, Ouyang straightened his hair that was blown by the wind, "Help me up!~"
With the support of the director of the medical department, Ouyang stood on the front of Zhang Fan's car.
Then, he picked up the loudspeaker: "Comrades, there is no time to wait, there is no time for blood tests, and there is no time to wait for blood in the blood bank.
But today we are here. If we had not come, there would be nothing to say, but today we are here.
We came wearing white coats. We cannot watch our children die in our hands.
We are his hope, our last hope, his last straw.
We are determined not to let him leave this world with regret and disappointment.
Today, there is not a single thing left for me. We must..." The old lady hadn't finished her words yet.
The director of the medical department shouted: "Dean, my blood type is the same as the child's. I have physical examinations every year and there are no infectious diseases."
"And I!"
"Me too!"
Listening to Ouyang's sonorous and powerful voice, Zhang Fan calmed down and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
The white team started to draw blood in rows.
"Tell Li Xiong, why are you so anxious? There is a hospital to help him show off his skills. My old lady is here to promise him that no matter how much blood he needs today, my old lady can get it for him. As long as he can do it with peace of mind. Don’t have any pressure during the surgery. Do it beautifully for me and snatch the child back from the hands of death."
