winter, spring. To be honest, at the transition between winter and spring, the climate in Chasu is considered to be very good in the northwest.
For example, in Su Province next door, after the first lunar month, the sky is filled with yellow sand. If the wind is stronger, it feels like the devil is coming. It is not an exaggeration to say that you can't see your fingers in broad daylight.
Moreover, one year when Zhang Fan was in Su Province, a black storm occurred in a city in the corridor that was said to have not been seen in thirty years. The wind was so strong that not to mention the sand, even the smaller stones were like rolling all over the ground. Same as eggs.
Then, the masks were sold out, and even wearing one was not enough. You couldn’t even open your mouth, otherwise your mouth would be full of sand.
But the tea element is different. When the dust is about to fly all over the sky in the south of Tianshan Mountain, the tea element has turned into spring rain and spring snow, slowly falling like oil.
In the wild, looking from a distance, you can vaguely see a little green fire and breath of life.
A few days ago, in the twelfth lunar month, people shrank when the weather was still cold. They wore down jackets as if they were newspapers stuck to their bodies, and the cold air rushed into them.
But just after New Year’s Eve, the weather seems to be obviously different. Wear thicker clothes, it will be very hot when you enter the room.
In the past, Zhang Fan really didn't have high standards for dressing, and he didn't rely on his appearance to earn a living, so he wasn't very concerned about it.
When he became obsessed with technology, he really realized the mentality of the old teacher Ru Fujino.
But it's different after getting married. To use a rather hateful phrase, Shao Hua is now more interested in dressing up Zhang Fan than dressing up herself.
Her hair is taken care of regularly, and although her clothes are not luxuries, they can still be considered a small expense among the working class.
And having a wife who is afraid of you being cold really makes Zhang Fan happy. Before going to work in the morning, Shao Hua had ironed his clothes neatly, changing them with the weather.
Zhang Fan, who was wearing thermal underwear, looked at the condition of the child. Not only was his body feeling hot, but his heart was also feeling hot.
Looking at the child's chest, which is no bigger than a few bricks, you can imagine how small her heart must be.
An adult's heart still has room for twists and turns, but this villain's heart is really a one-shot deal. If it works, it will work, but if it doesn't, it won't work. The error tolerance rate is too low.
This not only depends on the skills of the surgeon, but also the assistants and other doctors on the surgical team are very demanding.
This also explains from one aspect why China’s military hospitals were so famous for their pediatric surgery in the past few decades.
Because their team has stricter discipline.
"Yuan Zhang, everything is ready in the operating room." The head nurse in the operating room called Zhang Fan immediately.
"Okay! Get ready to hand over the patient!" Zhang Fan hung up the phone and took a deep breath.
"Secretary Ren, prepare to send the child to the operating room."
"Okay!" Ren Li nodded seriously. Then he said to the doctors in the internal medicine department: "The internal medicine team's preparations, cardiotonic drugs, and oxygen masks must be synchronized with the children.
Now it's up to us whether the child can enter the operating room safely.
Comrades, we must be a thousand times more cautious and absolutely cannot make any mistakes.
Because we have no chance. Are you ready? "
"Okay!" The female voice is louder than the male voice. There are still relatively more female doctors in the internal medicine department.
Looking at the group of serious-looking doctors in front of her, Ren Li turned her head and looked at Zhang Fan.
"Zhang Yuan, give the order!"
Zhang Fan looked at the injection needles that had been drawn in the ambulance, at the several male doctors holding on to the movable emergency bed at the same time, and at the nurse standing side by side with the infusion pole held high.
Zhang Fan muttered silently in his heart, "Don't have any accidents!"
Sometimes, in desperate situations, people really become idealistic.
"European Hospital, we are ready to move and the child can enter the operating room."
Zhang Fan took the phone and started calling Ouyang outside the rescue room.
"Okay!" Ouyang didn't ask specifically. She knew that if Zhang Fan and Ren Li couldn't do a good job in this regard, no one in the city hospital could do better.
There is no room for delay.
"The elevator group is in place." Ouyang started holding the walkie-talkie.
"Get ready on the first floor!"
"Setting up on the second floor!"
"Setting up on the third floor!"
"...The building is in place!"
The hospital has a special elevator for surgery, but today, in order to ensure everything was safe, Ouyang directly controlled all the elevators, and there were dedicated people on standby on each floor.
It is really the Spring Festival, which is the breakfast on the first day of the Lunar New Year. It would be too difficult to meet at other times!
"What's going on in the aisle?" Ouyang continued to ask after the elevator group finished.
"Report to the dean, there are no more idle people in the corridor."
"good!"
"Zhang Fan, start!"
After saying that, Zhang Fan in the rescue room said with a serious face, "Get ready!" and then looked at everyone when everything was ready.
"Start transferring!"
More than a dozen doctors and nurses were almost all in sync, and their steps were almost the same length.
The rescue beds, monitors, ventilators, infusion poles, and the medicines ready for rescue were moving quickly and steadily like a white cloud.
Since there were not enough manpower, Ouyang directly commanded the spare police officers.
Just like in wartime management, police officers were on double duty at every intersection, at every corner, and at every elevator door.
All the people who came to see the doctor had seen the sky.
"Oh my God, what are you doing?" A drunk and uncomfortable man looked at the dark crowd of policemen in the hospital, as if facing a formidable enemy, and was so surprised that he was speechless.
Those who were quarreling stopped making trouble, and those who were tearing apart also gave up. They all looked at it with dumbfounded eyes, as if they were looking at a peep show.
"What kind of person is this? Such a high salary."
"Well, I guess it's the leader."
As a result, when the child came out, everyone was speechless.
The little man was lying on the big rescue bed, looking so weak and fragile.
Looking at the children with intubations all over their bodies, looking at the children who are blue and purple in color.
The child's mother and the policeman's father felt distressed, and they were all in pain. I really want to go up and hold the baby, I want to ask her if it hurts, I want to see if she is crying.
However, doctors like a wall isolated them.
He rescued the bed and quickly entered the elevator.
When the door slowly closed, the child's mother held her mouth, tears streaming down her face, and cried without a sound.
Thinking about yesterday, the child was still giggling. Now, looking at the child lying on the rescue bed, really, she can do anything for the child now, but she can't do anything.
The police saw purple and blue children with obvious sadness on their faces.
Think about your colleagues and your own children. Looking at the child lying on the emergency bed, it feels as if it is your own child. It feels unspeakably uncomfortable.
The child's grandparents were trembling and speechless. The baby who was babbling and walking was fine yesterday, but who knew that everything would be gone in just one day.
In the elevator, "Oxygen saturation continues to drop!" the anesthesiologist kept reporting the data.
"Strengthen your heart!"
"Respiratory stimulant!"
They fought hard, really fought hard, and the physicians almost tried their best to keep the child's weak breathing and heartbeat alive.
Zhang Fan looked at the data and his palms became sweaty. It's too dangerous. The lines on the patient's monitor are so weak that they seem to be straightening soon.
The surgeons looked at these data and did not even dare to swallow for fear of affecting the children.
People, life, really, sometimes, it hurts to the point of death, but after the pain is relieved, you can immediately hold the meat and bones and get carried away.
However, sometimes, there is no pain, no itching, no breathing, and I go to another world.
To be honest, not everyone enjoys the luck of going to another world without any pain or discomfort.
In death, the strong sense of suffocation and impending death are the most terrifying. When effective oxygen replacement cannot be performed.
It's like countless steel and copper foils buzzing in your ears! Bang! Bang! A fatal collision.
The nostrils are like the nose of a giant cow, so wide that you can put your thumb inside.
In front of his eyes, the golden and black colors kept changing, and his heart felt like it was about to pop out.
The strong sense of suffocation is like a hard-boiled and peeled egg stuffed into the respiratory tract. It sticks to the respiratory tract and cannot go up or down.
Moreover, when a person's consciousness is awake, it is particularly terrifying. Both hands can involuntarily scratch the muscles near the neck into holes.
Perhaps comrades who smoke have experienced this short-lived feeling. When you wake up in the morning and a mouthful of phlegm is stuck in your throat, if the suffocation feeling at that moment is magnified and prolonged, it will be a feeling of impending death.
As an eight-month-old child, I don’t know if she understands, but when the beads of sweat on her little face replaced the tears, you can imagine her pain.
The elevator kept rising for tens of seconds, just like centuries, making parents, children, and even doctors feel quite uncomfortable.
Ding dong, the elevator door opens, and the head nurse of the operating room, led by the anesthetist and nurse, is already on standby at the door.
Because the operating room pays attention to strict sterility, you must wear hand wash clothes when entering the operating room, and surgical gowns when going to the operating table.
So, here they take over from the physicians.
Ren Li had already gone in to change clothes in advance.
The physicians who were taken over looked at the children entering the operation and involuntarily wiped the sweat from their foreheads.
It was as if it was a responsibility that was finally given away from my own hands.
Really, I don’t blame the doctors and nurses for thinking this way. Such pressure, the pressure of life and death in an instant, is too uncomfortable.
After the leader left the hospital, not long after, the person in charge of the Chasu Police Station arrived at the hospital with people.
"European Academy, what can we do?"
He reported to Ouyang with a subordinate attitude.
"Maintain order and assist the doctors in examining and treating the steel bracelets."
"Okay, no problem."
The men and women who were over the addiction began to be afraid at this time. The posture in front of them was too fierce.
The policemen were surrounded by darkness, and they looked at them with wolf-like eyes, as if they could tear them alive.
"Get up, what about you? Why are you pretending to be such a stupid dog that you can't get up?" He said with a kick.
Then the leader seemed to have discovered something and quietly turned to the other side.
In the operating room, the doctors tried to simplify everything as much as possible, "Yuan Zhang, the position is ready!"
"Disinfection ready!"
"Complete anesthesia!"
"Start!" Zhang Fan said in a low voice, but in words that all the doctors could hear.
When the chest was opened, the child was so pitiful. The originally fair and pink skin on the small chest turned purple and black, as if it was leaning on burnt sweet potatoes.
"Knife!" Zhang Fan held the knife. Really, ordinary people wouldn't be able to cut it on such a small and pitiful body.
But at this time, Zhang Fan, holding the knife in his hand, could almost be said to have no emotion at all.
No matter how big or small, long or short, in his eyes, young and old, disease is now in his mind.
The delicate skin was gently sliced open by the sharp blade, like fallen leaves blown by the wind.
Blood, dark red blood seeped out slowly. Really, there was no fresh feeling at all.
Just like a plate of duck blood or pig blood, it was dark red and had no breath of life.
The knife cuts through the flesh.
The thin and soft ribs do not require rongeurs, they can be opened with a slight twist of scissors.
"Breast expander!"
Zhang Fan said softly.
The nurse quickly handed over the breast expander.
"It's for a child, this is for an adult!" Zhang Fan didn't even raise his head. When the breast expander was put into his hands, he didn't even have to look at it. He knew right away that it was for an adult and it was too big.
The nurse's face turned pale with fright, "There is only this kind in the equipment department. I, I..."
Bang! Zhang Fan got angry. Really, on the operating table, no matter how serious Zhang Fan was, he never got angry with his colleagues.
But today, inexplicable anger burned over Zhang Fan's head, and the breast expander in his hand was thrown to the floor of the operating room.
"Go and ask the director of the device department to wait for me at the door of the surgery!"
Zhang Fan got angry. Zhang Fan got angry rarely. The originally tense atmosphere in the operating room increased to an unknown number of levels.
Everyone's hearts were lifted.
Really, it’s easy not to get angry, and it’s not easy to get angry. In the past, Zhang Fan could overcome whatever he could during the operation.
A hospital cannot all operate according to its own standards. That is impossible.
But today, Mingming emphasized in a small meeting of the conference that the comprehensive use of surgical instruments must be ensured.
But the director of the medical device department is like a deaf ear, and the people who always enter are from special households.
You can make money, but you can't waste human lives!
Zhang Fan was so angry that his hands began to tremble with anger.
Seeing that the child's chest was opened, but there were no corresponding surgical instruments, this was not murder.
Pressed and pressed, pressed and pressed, if it weren't for the child, Zhang Fan would really want to go out and point at the director of the device department to vent his anger.
Now, get angry. If getting angry can save people, Zhang Fan can set himself on fire.
But, it’s useless!
"Director Li, it's up to you. You must open the chest and there must be no displacement."
"Okay, Zhang Yuan, don't worry!"
The director of cardiothoracic surgery gritted his teeth and promised firmly.
He specializes in lungs and knows the importance of this kind of fixation.
The child was too young to be held in place by two people, and Lao Li's big hands almost blocked the surgical field of vision to the point where there was no room for operation.
But, what can be done? Now we can only continue with greater difficulty.
"Yuan Zhang is angry!" The head nurse in the operating room immediately reported the situation to Ouyang.
"What's going on?" Ouyang walked to a deserted place and asked quickly.
She knew Zhang Fan very well. When Zhang Fan, who looked like a sunflower to everyone, got angry, he must have been extremely angry.
After the head nurse finished her report, Ouyang's face turned pale.
"Go and ask the director of the device department to run to the door of the surgery. Take out all the bidding records in the past few years.
If you want to die, I will bury you! "Ouyang Han said to the director of the medical department with a face on his face.
"Okay! I'll go right away."
The director of the medical department was sweating. Ouyang protects calves, especially calves, but today, the old lady wants to disown her.
Cut, separate, stretch, expand the breasts.
Zhang Fan entered the child's chest with difficulty. The heart, not much bigger than a goose egg, was beating weakly.
It seemed like it was going to go on strike at any moment, thumping, thumping, thumping, beating with small fluctuations.
"Zhang Yuan, the blood volume is insufficient!"
"For blood transfusions, red blood cells must be sufficient. Now the child relies on red blood cells to survive."
In the hospital's blood bank, bags of blood are being sent to the operation one by one. "Dean, you have to be prepared. I'm afraid that if there is an accident, it will be too late to call for help at this time."
The director of the blood bank called Ouyang.
"okay, I get it."
Ouyang hung up the phone and started asking, "How many doctors and nurses are coming to work today?"
"More than eighty people."
“We are going to inform those who have not donated blood recently and meet the standards, and ask them to prepare to donate blood.
Those who donate blood today will have three extra days off. "
"Okay, I'll go notify you now."
The director of the medical department is always like a shadow, appearing beside Ouyang anytime and anywhere.
"European Academy, do you need to donate blood?"
The person in charge of the police station heard what Ouyang said.
"There is no shortage now, but I am afraid of accidents."
"Doctors and nurses don't need to donate blood. They still have to save lives and heal the wounded. This task is left to me, the European Hospital."
After that, without waiting for Ouyang to speak, he walked out directly.
"I am... now, our brother, we face life and death together, brothers who stir up life in the same pot.
While on duty today, I was stabbed by a criminal with a knife containing AIDS blood.
To make matters worse, his child, who was not yet one year old, suffered a heart attack and was in critical condition.
Comrades, brothers, I...please, please, if you are able to donate blood, please arrive at Chasu Hospital immediately.
This is not an order, this is a request from an old policeman, please! "
Suddenly, the words of the person in charge were spread among all the police vehicles and police bands in the Chasu area.
Then, blue and white police cars from the city and nearby counties set off towards Chasu Hospital in unison.
"Let's go, take me with you. Our brothers are in trouble. It's unreasonable not to go."
"And me, wait, I'll go too."
The black torrent, a collective, a group, formed a torrent and poured into Chasu Hospital.
