"Quickly, find a way, we must not let him suffer organ failure."
Zhang Fan was debriding the soldiers in the sterile room, while the medical and surgical experts outside the ward were all working together to figure out a solution.
"Director Gu Li, go outside and wait for Professor Li in the capital and explain the situation to them." Zhang Fan had to ask Director Gu Li, who was aware of the injury, to receive Lao Li in advance.
Antibodies, plasma, and proteins, as long as the hospital has them, are all ready and waiting for the doctor's orders.
"There are not enough platelets in the blood bank." The laboratory doctor at the blood bank called the director of the medical department directly.
"There are not enough platelets." The director of the medical department whispered in Ouyang's ear again, with a look of worry on his face.
The government leaders were on the side, and he felt it was better not to let them know this kind of news.
How should I put it, although this is not the hospital's problem, the director of the medical department always has a mentality of reporting good things but not bad things.
Perhaps this is a drawback developed from working under a strong leader for a long time.
"Louder, what are you afraid of now? In the hospital, we have so many doctors and nurses, so many soldiers, so many policemen, and so many enthusiastic citizens. What are we afraid of? What do we have to be afraid of?
Go, drive the blood donation truck out to the door of the government hall and let the leaders mobilize our cadres. "
Ouyang glanced sideways at the leader in charge of health and began to give orders directly.
People, this thing, really have all kinds of personalities. Some time ago, the leader in charge of health issued an order to the Medical Insurance Bureau to postpone the disbursements to the city hospitals. Since the Chinese New Year was coming, he was spending money everywhere. Therefore, he was focusing on the hospital's funds while filling holes everywhere.
As a result, now that the retribution has come, Ouyang simply refuses to give him any face.
It doesn't matter if the blood donation truck drives to the gate of the government, but the people inside are either pot-bellied or inappropriate in various ways. How many of them can really meet the standards?
If people knew that a blood donation truck drove to the door of the government and didn't even donate a few hundred cc, he, the leader in charge of health, would probably get angry again.
"European Hospital, European Hospital, the wounded are in urgent need of plasma. Let's donate blood nearby today."
The leader in charge of health said quickly to Ouyang. To be honest, he had nothing to do with Ouyang.
Not only does he have the skills, but he has also made the city hospital prosperous. Even when monitor Chasu sees Ouyang now, he would politely call him "Ouyang!"
I feel really sad for this kind of subordinate, a superior who has no right to raise his hand.
"Is it nearby?" Ouyang stared with triangular eyes.
"It's close, it's close!" The leader in charge of health was sweating.
"The people nearby are either students or policemen, policemen or soldiers. The least we can do is prepare some milk and bread for them to donate blood. The finances are tight recently and we can't provide them.
You can't draw someone's blood, let alone any compensation, you can't even live without a little care! "
"Yes, yes, I will call right away. I will squeeze out the hospital funds for you!"
In three sentences, Ouyang surrendered to the other party. In fact, this is the case with most jobs. If you don't show any difficulty, others will never know how difficult it is for you.
…
“Comrades, comrades, our armed police soldiers are now lying on the operating table and need blood.
However, the blood bank is about to bottom out, and now there is nothing we can do, it’s up to us. "
Ouyang stood in front of the microphone at the hospital radio station, turned on the loudspeaker and started broadcasting.
"Let's go and donate blood."
"Okay, wait for me."
A group of young nurses came out of various departments holding hands.
Groups of doctors came out of various wards.
"Let's go. Our comrades need blood. The hospital just announced. We don't need to trouble others. Anyone who can leave can go."
Hula la, hula la, a group of soldiers wrapped in white bandages walked out of the ward.
They were in groups, some had bandages on their faces, some on their arms, some on their legs, but as long as they could walk, no one was in doubt.
Today, when the word "comrade" is being alienated and spoofed, often when people are in need of help, this word is really, particularly cute and kind.
"You can't go. You're burned like this. Lie down!" The nurse in the burn department grabbed a young soldier.
"The person on the radio is talking about my monitor. Don't hold me back. I'm going to donate blood. He is my squad monitor. He is my monitor!"
The weak warrior was pulled on the bed by a little girl and couldn't get up. He was so anxious that his face was flushed and tears were about to come out.
In the past, how could such a weak little girl hold him back?
"You can't go! Lie down, you little brat, I can't do anything to you. Lie down!"
As the little nurse spoke, she pulled the little soldier to lie down.
Then, although the little nurse was wearing a mask and couldn't see clearly, her voice was still stern.
"Lie down. I'll go. Your squad leader needs blood for surgery, so I'll go for you."
"Uh!" The little soldier was stunned, then struggled, slowly raised his hand, and gave the little nurse a very non-standard military salute.
"Thank you. I thank you on behalf of my squad leader and my comrades."
"Hey, little brat, and comrades, you are not even older than my brother. Be obedient, listen to the doctors and nurses, lie down and recuperate."
The little nurse looked at the little soldier's difficulty. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry. She couldn't make the little soldier cry. The girl tried her best to hold back her tears.
The flow of people gathered in the laboratory department of the hospital.
Bag after bag of dark red blood was drawn out. This is Ouyang's confidence, this is Ouyang's backer, and this is Ouyang's capital.
…
When the city slowly wakes up from its sleep, there are people selling breakfast on the streets, old men and women buying vegetables in the morning market, and people hurriedly going to work in the fog.
They didn't know that last night, there was a group of lovely people fighting hard in the fire scene, and there was a group of people who were carrying a heavy burden so that more people could live a safe and peaceful life.
To be honest, the winter in Borderland Tea is not very cold compared to Bird Market and Heiji Liao, and there is no such scene where even the branches of the trees are covered with frost.
However, compared to the winter in the south and Su Province, there are still winter scenery here in Chasu.
In Su Province, especially in the south of Lanshi, it snows a little in winter and disappears without a trace the next day. A winter that can be spent in a pair of long johns cannot really be called winter.
Tea is different. There is more snow here than in Niaoshi. Although the temperature is not the coldest, the amount of snow is probably the most in the northwest region.
As November enters, the snow accumulates more and more, and the gardens in the middle of the road are filled with small snow-capped mountains piled up like city walls.
When it snows on the border, it's a charge. Whether it's an individual or an organization, as long as it's a unit with a good reputation, you have to arrive at the unit half an hour early when it snows.
The streets are divided according to distance. As soon as it snows, Chasu Street will suddenly feel like returning to the era of collective living.
When Lao Huang was in office, Chasu Hospital also had a long, long distance to clear the snow because there were so many people in the hospital.
Later, Ouyang felt that it was not appropriate. There were fewer men than women in the hospital. When there was a lot of snow, it would not be possible to finish sweeping in two hours, let alone half an hour.
In the end, Ouyang directly contracted out the task of clearing the snow.
In Chasu, there are dedicated people to do this work. Some of them can do it for a year, while some can do it for a day. So in the frontier, when there were few people in the mainland, it was particularly difficult to find a small job.
People farm their own land in the spring, harvest grain in the summer, pick cotton in the fall, and clear snow in the winter.
Therefore, once the boss has a harsh attitude, he will leave after taking his salary. For ordinary people, this is a very comfortable city.
People holding steamed buns, deep-fried dough sticks, or flower rolls stood on the street and looked at the approaching motorcade in amazement.
In border cities, there are rarely road closures, so it is very unusual to encounter traffic police clearing the way and conducting traffic control.
While everyone was eating steamed buns and looking at the strange things, an old man pushed a bicycle to cross the road.
"Uncle, please wait a moment, the traffic is controlled, please wait a moment!"
The traffic police quickly stopped the old man who was about to cross the road.
"Why don't you let me pass? My granddaughter is late for kindergarten. Is it yours or mine?"
"Uh! Just wait a moment and it'll be ready soon."
"No, I have to go through it today. What level of leadership is there? They block the road as soon as they come. They block the road as soon as they come.
Aren’t people in the capital going out? Licking the hook cannot affect our lives! "
The old man raised his head, probably still angry after getting up, pushing his bicycle and supporting his granddaughter, and he was about to have a fight with the traffic police.
The traffic control thing was broken in the past. Anyway, no matter whether the level is high enough or not, as long as it comes from above, the local area will have to deal with it just like the Jingjie pot is infested...
The common people don't buy it anymore after doing it. Young people and middle-aged people are better and can understand it.
But as I get older, especially those who once climbed on the ice and snow, they stop doing it. “Why do I have to give way to you when you come?”
In the past, the traffic police wouldn't have done anything. They didn't dare to say anything for fear of offending the old man.
But today was different. The young traffic policeman pointed at the old man and shouted loudly: "Do you know, there was a fire last night.
Do you know that some soldiers risked their lives to put out the fire and were seriously injured, and are now lying in the hospital?
We block roads so that life-saving doctors and life-saving materials can rush to the hospital as quickly as possible.
Do you know how serious and critical the soldier lying in the operating room is, and how young he is? Do you know?
You live today, you live now, let me see if you have any conscience at all. "
The traffic policeman who had returned from the army was shouting happily this time, with foam forming on the corners of his mouth.
That's how people are. Although truth seems worthless now, if there is really a righteousness behind it, the confidence to speak will always be sufficient.
When the old man heard that he was not here for inspection, he felt a little embarrassed.
"Oh, oh, oh, that's it. Look at you young man, you can't explain clearly. I even donated blood. Am I the kind of unreasonable person?"
The motorcade entered Chasu Hospital with their police lights flashing. One by one, the doctors hurriedly got out of the car.
"If you don't die, you will have made a meritorious service. If you don't die, you will jump over the dragon's gate."
Suddenly a voice came out from the crowd watching the excitement. Everyone looked at this person with a strange accent in surprise.
They were all ordinary people. Although they didn't agree with what he said, they adhered to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less. Everyone could only look at him with surprise, and then unanimously stayed away from this person.
"Hey, look at what I'm doing. To be honest, in today's battle, as long as this leading soldier doesn't die, he will definitely take the lead. It would be a pity if he dies, and all the credit will be wasted."
Ma didn't know how long he was. He was still pointing at the hospital building and talking nonsense.
"Bah, I see you are such a shitty person, why don't you speak human words? You are a person who eats people's food but doesn't poop on them.
Are you trying your best to make you talk nonsense here? "A gray-haired old man quit his job.
"Hey, old man, please say one more thing, look at me today..."
As a result, many young people in the crowd who originally didn't want to cause trouble stood out, standing behind the old man and glaring angrily.
"We can't go to the fire, but we can still take care of you."
There are still many hot-blooded people. Although life seems to be ordinary and under various pressures, more and more people seem to be cold and heartless. In fact, their blood is still hot.
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As soon as the doctors got out of the car, they felt the tension in the atmosphere. There were groups of injured soldiers, as well as groups of doctors, nurses, and police, almost all of whom had their sleeves rolled up.
The old doctors knew at a glance that this was someone who had just donated blood.
"Are there many injured people?" Professor Li Cunhou looked at the situation in the hospital and asked the medical officer who was leading the way while walking quickly.
"Almost hundreds of people are slightly injured, four are seriously injured, and one is in critical condition. Now the hospital's experts are working in the ICU to rescue them."
The clerks almost started to trot.
"Where's Zhang Yuan, is he also in the ICU?"
"Um!"
The elevators leading to the ICU in the hospital are directly controlled, and there is one waiting vacant at all times.
"What's the current situation of the fire?"
After entering the elevator, while the elevator was running, several experts from the capital asked.
"The fire has been put out."
"Oh, that's good, that's good."
With a ding-dong sound, the elevator door opened. The clerk immediately blocked the elevator door and invited the expert out.
In the eyes of people in small cities, these experts are really unattainable and cannot be respected enough, because they are here to save lives.
As soon as the experts entered the ICU, the doctors from Chasu City Hospital led by Ouyang began to say hello.
"Professor Li has worked hard, and all the experts who have come from afar have worked hard. To make a long story short, the situation is not optimistic now. Please lend a helping hand, please!"
As Ouyang spoke, he gave up the frontline position of treatment to the experts in front of him.
"Teacher, are you here?" Gu Li excitedly greeted the 30X director of the burn department, but didn't say much.
"Well, let me take a look at the medical records." The director of 30x nodded. He still had some memories of Gu Li, with his chubby figure and hearty laughter.
"Professor Li, take a look." Another doctor from the Scald Department who had been participating in Professor Li's experiment also handed Professor Li a copy of the medical record.
"Everyone, let's take a look!" Professor Li took the medical records and asked the experts to come over and take a look.
"Why are you so conservative? With this kind of medication, the infection cannot be controlled." After reading the medical records, the expert from the Capital Children's Hospital looked up directly.
Ren Li's face turned red. However, as the number one person in the internal medicine department here, no matter how ashamed she was, she had to stand up and accept the questioning from her superior doctors.
"We don't have enough experience with patients with this kind of extensive burns, and we are worried that overdose will lead to accelerated kidney failure."
"It's not a matter of renal failure now. Can you keep his kidney function under control without infection?"
Although his tone was rude, his actions were not slow.
"Lao Li, what do you say, you do it or I do it."
The director of Capital 30x did not delay and asked Li Cunhou directly.
"Come here, you are more confident in first aid for burns! I'll go see Zhang Yuan."
"Okay, I'll do it." He did his best, and he didn't even discuss it with the doctors at Chasu Hospital.
"Come on, leave it to us now."
This group of experts directly replaced all the tea doctors.
Dr. Qiansu didn't say much, and respectfully gave up his position to these experts.
Then, treat the master like a disciple, always ready to be dispatched. This is an attitude.
