Are there many accidents in hospitals? There are too many. Large hospitals can encounter accidents almost all the time. Even some weird-sounding stories may come across in the hospital.
For example, a junior high school girl got into a fight with a dog and couldn't be separated. A family of eight all suffered head injuries due to the separation. In a car accident, the two drivers of the vehicle were not injured, but the wheels of the vehicle flew up and knocked passers-by into shock.
Really, which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident? Most people would probably choose tomorrow.
However, people in the hospital may not choose this way. If they sneak into the position of the hospital's little boss, they will directly choose accident. When spring comes, flowers bloom, and even cats and dogs enter the mating season, the hospital holds a spring epidemic prevention meeting early. Influenza, meningitis, and scarlet fever make people feel that the world is not clean at all.
In summer, when the streets are filled with girls in short skirts, long legs, white and tender hair that makes people drool, the hospital holds a meeting on dysentery and flood prevention.
In autumn, when the fruits are fragrant, dysentery and mumps are common, and in winter, almost all physicians are on alert.
This kind of working environment will cause some doctors who are not strong-minded to develop mysophobia. They wash their hands no less than fifty times a day, and their family members will go crazy when they get home to arrange the arrangements. The children and lovers of such doctors are in pain.
There is another kind of person who is used to seeing life and death and doesn't care about anything. After feeling powerless in business, he starts to indulge. There are many divorces and cheating in the medical care system.
It seems affectionate, but in fact it is ruthless. The kind of doctor created by the general environment does not love his relatives or even himself. How can he love his patients?
This is also a shortcoming of modern medicine. Medical ethics is just a matter of private ethics, and everything can be relaxed or compromised in the face of technology. The result is that the mentality of doctors and nurses is not particularly good.
In Chasu Hospital, Ouyang went to the emergency center and took a look at it, but didn't take it to heart. If there were not two seriously injured people, this kind of rescue would not be the concern of the hospital leaders.
Zhang Fan had been digging with his hoe for so long. Now, it was no longer the case when one or two seriously ill patients made the whole hospital tremble with nervousness.
There seemed to be a panic in the Chasu emergency room. Several middle-level staff from Huaneng were walking around in the corridor rubbing their hands to keep warm, as if the heating system of Chasu Hospital was not working.
Nurses and doctors were running around, and their tone of voice was not polite at all. In fact, this kind of situation may seem panicked to a layman, but it seems to be nothing serious.
Especially sometimes, when doctors and nurses are rude, family members should feel relieved. Once the situation is bad, it will obviously get better if the nurses and doctors talk, because they have no right to be proud.
The real danger is in the operating room.
There was no panic at all in the operating room, but the doctors who performed the surgery had rows of beads of sweat on their foreheads that could not be wiped away.
In operating room No. 2, three people, Wang Yanan, Xu Xian and Zhou Guofu, were crowded together. In other words, the three of them were not too fat. If they were a little fatter, they would not be able to operate.
Because the patient not only had pelvic fractures and bleeding, but also abdominal injuries and bleeding.
Zhao Jingjin led Ma Yichen and others to perform a quick laparotomy, and the orthopedic surgeon quickly opened the pelvis.
The size of the operating table is actually the size of a single bed. There are eight people surrounding such a large bed, plus two instrument nurses, it becomes ten people.
The two groups of people seemed to be close to each other, but in fact there was no intersection. They were each doing their own surgery, but the anesthetist had a big head at this time.
Carrying out multiple operations is not only a consideration for the surgeon, but also a direct torment for the anesthetist.
"Boost, boost, I can't see the blood vessels. Boost, what are you doing? Take medicine!" Wang Yanan was furious. Although he didn't raise his head, the anesthesiologist could feel that Wang Yanan's teeth were leaking. Out.
After his blood pressure had just risen a little, Zhao Jingjin turned to look at the ECG monitor and said to the anesthesiologist: "No, it's too high. It's all exudate. Bring it down."
The anesthesiologist couldn't explain it, and he didn't even have the right to complain, because it was his job. This is just like a chef cooking. One moment he needs more salt, the other moment he needs less salt. For this kind of diners, the cook can smash the pot for you.
But the anesthesiologist is not good at it. With all the amps in his hands, he never wants to do this kind of anesthesia again in his life. It's too difficult.
If the anesthesiologist in operating room No. 2 is an ant on a hot pot, the anesthesiologist in operating room No. 1 is directly like an elephant frozen in the refrigerator.
"The chest was severely compressed in the front and back direction, the front and back diameter of the thorax was shortened, and the horizontal diameter was increased. The lungs as a whole felt that the main bronchus was strained..."
Zhang Fan dictated the patient's injuries while opening the chest, and the circulating nurse quickly recorded it.
What does the chest cavity look like? On the teaching tree, a tree will be used to describe the appearance of the lungs.
This description is intended for medical students to memorize and segment the procedure.
In fact, according to Zhang Fan's understanding, the lungs are like bread with a smooth surface, and the inside is exactly the same as bread, with various bubbles connected or not connected to each other.
These blisters one after another are alveoli. Many of these alveoli fuse together to form bullae. When the bullae rupture, it is pneumothorax.
It's that simple.
Of course, it seems simple to understand, but it can be troublesome once you encounter problems.
"Quickly, go and call Jiumabek. I've been pretending to be dead for half a month, it's time to get to work."
Zhang Fan said something to Bayin, the head nurse in the operating room.
Bayin didn't dare to laugh. Now was not the time to laugh. The operation was not going well. Let alone joking and look serious.
This is the rule in the operating room. As long as the operation goes well, no one will say anything to Bayin, whether she is cursing others, making noises, or even dancing on a horse.
But if the operation doesn't go well, there will be more troublemakers.
Even if you walk with your left foot to enter the door, you will be criticized for your head.
Because Zhang Fan threw all the medical records into his arms, Lao Ju had a lot of problems in the department. Lao Ju was so ashamed that he couldn't bear to lose face. After leaving the department to the director of the respiratory department, he went on annual leave.
Lao Ju, who has worked in the medical field for most of his life, has never taken an annual leave. Even when he got married, the wedding was held during the Eid al-Adha festival. His wife, who admired him so much, was not satisfied with it.
This time Lao Ju is on annual leave. I don’t know whether others are happy or not, but his fat wife is really happy. My men haven't even had a weekend for many years, and even a donkey doesn't work so hard.
It's not that Lao Ju quit because he was embarrassed, it's mainly because he was ashamed. This kind of person who thinks very highly of himself stands too high. Once he feels embarrassed, it is really difficult to recover.
"My dear Hu Da, please stop looking at your phone. You're on annual leave. Don't worry about the hospital. I'm making rice for you today, lamb legs, raisins, and dried apricots from this year. Come on, Taste it, taste it, open your mouth."
Lao Ju has been playing with his sheep bowl at home these days like playing with a doll. Although he is infinitely impatient in his heart, Lao Ju still doesn't show it at all. He knows that he doesn't owe anyone but his wife.
I just took a bite of the pilaf. To be honest, Lao Ju didn't know what it tasted like. What he was thinking about was whether there were more patients in the hospital recently and whether the recent ICU was overwhelmed.
The old husband and wife don't have the slightest feeling of mutual disgust. The fat wife looked at Lao Ju, who was half bald, with water in her eyes. How she saw it thirty years ago is how she sees it now. Nothing has changed.
As soon as the second mouthful was brought to his lips, Lao Ju's phone rang.
Lao Ju picked up the fat wife as if she was on the receiving end of an electric shock, and then placed her on the other side of the sofa. She picked up the phone and said, "I am in the hospital. I have surgery. The lung surgery is a bit troublesome. Zhang Yuan asked you to..." Bayin Before he finished speaking, Lao Ju heard Zhang Fan's irritable voice on the other end of the phone, "Give it to me, I'll tell him."
Bayin quickly took the phone and put it to Zhang Fan's ear, "Can't I tell you more? You've already gone home, do you still have discipline? Come to the operating room immediately. The trachea and main bronchi are torn, and the lungs are full of There is edema, and there is a big hole in the pleura on both sides of the chest. Hurry, I need your opinion."
Zhang Fan's unceremonious call made Lao Ju, who had been suffering from the plague these days, feel energetic. His yellow eyes lit up like a wolf, "He'll be there soon!"
Zhang Fan scolded him and ridiculed him, but he didn't care at all. Just that sentence, hurry up, I need your opinion. Lao Ju felt a fire in his heart. This kind of person is born to do business.
He hung up the phone and ran, spitting and touching his hair. He was a bit similar to Ouyang. The sky was falling. He also wanted to keep his hairstyle so that no hair could get stuck.
Really, I was born with a gene that defies others.
The fat lady from my hometown looked at her husband who was chasing away a thief, put down her spoon, and chased after him, "Slow down, slow down, be careful with the car, keep an eye on it."
Looking at the old man walking away, the fat lady sighed, "Hey, I won't even let you take annual leave. Hey! This little dean is even more hateful than Ouyang!"
She really wished that the old man could accompany her every day, but she knew that her man was an eagle, not a dove that stayed at home.
Cardiothoracic surgery is really not good. When faced with such a major surgery, the eyes of the cardiothoracic surgeons are glazed over. It is really not an exaggeration at all. Zhang Fan cannot help at all.
It probably didn't even last ten minutes. Lao Ju went into the operation panting and looked at Zhang Fan, who also rolled his eyes at Zhang Fan.
Then just like that glance back from the crowd, the matter was over.
There is no need to explain to each other, let alone talk to each other.
"What should I do now? I can't repair the edema that fills my lungs. Once I take the injection, it's all covered in blood."
As Zhang Fan said, Lao Ju looked at the lungs and the ECG monitor, "Zhang Yuan, can you abandon this incision and enter from the abdomen?"
"I'm afraid of shock? The damage is too great!"
"Give it a try? I can guarantee that my health will remain in its current state for half an hour."
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