When Chen Qun returned to Charlotte hospital, he saw more than ten ambulances parked here in the outpatient building. With the sound of police sirens, there was no need to ask what major emergency happened.
"The explosion of the gas pipeline led to the collapse of half a building, and nearly 100 people were injured. At this time, the death toll has accumulated to 13, which is a terrible number. Chen Qun, President of Schneider, thinks that we have experience in rescuing catastrophic disasters, and has entrusted me to set up an emergency rescue team to deal with the endless stream of wounded. Now that you are back, we can take over the critically ill patients with the red mark. "
Standing at the side door of the outpatient building, Qi Hong saw that Dongfang Wenxin and Chen Qun just came by, and immediately welcomed them to explain the situation. He also looked at Miss Dongfang and showed an apologetic smile.
Miss Dongfang didn't mind. She said it cheerfully.
"It wasn't long since I was in Heisenberg hospital. The operation was over. Now there are so many patients here. I'm just busy. Let's see if my skills are getting worse. I haven't touched the surgical instruments for more than half a month. This time, it's a supplement! "
"Sister Xin, keep your voice down. If any human rights guard hears this, he will say you are mentally ill!"
"It's like you didn't say me. Wait a minute. It's like you didn't say what kind of psychiatrist I am, but you like to attack Chen Qun. Why on earth?"
Qi Hong saw the young lady's puzzled face and sighed directly.
"Mental illness is also different, not all people are critically ill. You are a real scholar. Chen Qun is a patient with mental illness syndrome. The gap between you is too big. Well, I'll tell you the truth. At most, you can stir up some mathematical formulas and programming languages that no one can understand. They are too knowledgeable. But Chen Qun does some shocking things. We all know that. That's why he looks more like a psychopath. "
The first lady flattered the girl without blinking her eyes. She knew that the reason was similar to this. Because they don't know their own math and programming language, but they know Chen Qun's medical knowledge. Chen Qun subverts their thinking again and again, and naturally has a great influence on his opinions.
What's more, in this world where people look at their faces in despair, they are big beauties. Chen Qun is barely a young man who has passed the exam. Who else should say more about attacking?
"Why don't you build the assembly line operating room that you are good at, and let Chen Qun be the axis, so that the efficiency is faster?"
When she was flattered by the girl Xueba, she gave a good idea, hoping to show her talents in the next time.
Qi Hong knows the meaning of Dongfang Wenxin and rubs her forehead to express it.
"You don't say that Dean Schneider wants us to show it, so I've asked Tiejun to build the workbench you need in the comprehensive operating room. Maybe it's just right for us to rush there. But we can't tell many patients this time. After all, we're mainly demonstrating this time. "
As long as there is a patient to save, the first lady doesn't care how much and the severity of the patient's symptoms, and immediately strides to Chen Qun to the comprehensive operating room. It's only a few tens of meters, but it takes three or four minutes to walk. It's crowded and noisy. It's a typical scene of emergency rescue in any hospital. It makes Chen Qun feel familiar.
When I got to the door of the operating room, I saw Joan running from the opposite corridor with a bright flat car. Before the person arrived, the voice came.
"The patient was about 50 years old, and the whole person was rescued from the steel frame. The virus test was negative, and he was in a severe coma. His blood pressure was 90 / 60, and there was no breathing sound in his right lung."
"I'll take over, X-ray fluoroscopy, should be pneumothorax, ready to intubate immediately!"
While Chen Qun sent the patient to the operating table, he motioned the team members to push the portable X-ray machine. As long as he takes a look at this kind of accident casualty, he can understand it in his heart. He can get most of the correct answers without breaking the diagnosis panel of the system.
The dark scalpel was immediately delivered to Chen Qun. Chen Qun knew that it was the first lady who opened her portable surgical instrument box. The instrument box has the function of automatic disinfection, but some of it is expensive. But for the young lady, everything that involves money is nothing. After the operation in Heisenberg Affiliated Hospital, the automatic disinfection button is pressed to ensure that the instruments inside can be disinfected in 15 minutes.
Chen Qun took the scalpel from the elder sister and the younger sister, and was about to open the throat of the patient. Suddenly, he stopped again, pointed to the X-ray fluoroscopy of the patient in front of him and pondered.
"It's strange that your left lung is failing, but there's air in the wide mediastinum between your lungs, sir. Can you understand me?"
The last two sentences were spoken to the patient in pure German."I... Saw a pillar fall down on me, and the rest didn't know anything!"
"OK, the situation is very good. It shows that you are still conscious and have no problem with your brain. I'm going to open a hole in your chest to let your damaged left lung inflate again
Chen Qun slightly changed the position of the scalpel, made a small incision in the left chest of the patient with blood stasis and purplish, and then inserted a catheter into it.
"Wait, where am I and why am I here? I have an important meeting to hold. Let me get up at once
I don't know what to ask. The patient gets excited.
Chen Qun is used to this kind of situation, directly took the needle water from Zhao Xue and stabbed it down. The old man with blood stasis fell into a deep sleep.
Chen Qun just pulled out the needle and looked at Qi Hong.
"Where do you think is the bigger problem?"
The bully frowned and pondered for ten seconds, then expressed in an uncertain tone.
"We can't judge for the moment, but the brain problem is bigger. We need to have a head scan immediately to see if there is a hematoma, otherwise he can't become irritable in an instant!"
Chen Qun cried out in secret that he was ashamed. However, Qi Hong gave a reliable judgment by virtue of his real talent and learning. Until now, he has slowly got rid of the influence of breaking the system. He can give the same answer without breaking the system. However, the only thing we can be thankful for is that patients should not be in any serious trouble. Only when the system is broken, can we think that there is no value in publishing tasks and ignore them directly.
In the twinkling of an eye, the results are presented under X-ray fluoroscopy. For ordinary doctors, the evidence is not very sufficient, but for gifted doctors like Qi Hong and Chen Qun, a picture that is not clear can already infer too many things. In a way, we can also see that their film reading level is an expert among experts.
Qi Hong looks at Chen Qun and asks in a low voice.
"Is that good news or bad news?"
"Both! First of all, the bad news is that there is subdural gas in his head and gas accumulation in the cranial cavity; The good news is that it's just emphysema, not hematoma! "
"But the accumulation of Qi is in the front of the forehead, and the range is very large. If it is caused just now, it is very unreasonable! I think it's caused by other reasons! Such as previous surgery, tumor, infection and so on
"Now it's not about how the gas is caused. No matter what the reason, the first thing we need to do is to exhaust the gas!"