Chapter 1338

Zheng Ren tried his best to probe in with his right hand to stimulate the patient's throat and let the liquid in the patient's upper respiratory tract cough up by itself. At the same time, inhale hard, form a negative pressure in the mouth, and suck sputum manually mouth to mouth.

Three seconds later, Zheng Ren raised his head, picked up a sterile towel covered on the patient and wiped his mouth.

A big mouthful of sticky blood sputum was sucked out.

He took a deep breath and repeated the operation again.

After sucking out five mouthfuls of phlegm, Zheng renneng felt that the little patient was much less restless.

Although she was in hemorrhagic shock, she was unconscious. However, the secretion blocked in the upper airway is sucked out, and the breathing is basically unobstructed. The body began to breathe fresh air and improve the state of hypoxia.

The weak voice of roaring continues. Although the crisis has been solved, it is not over yet.

Zheng Ren directed the flat car to continue running to the operating room.

"I'll go... Will the doctor eat people?" Watching the flat car continue to run, the people eating melons nearby were stunned and talked.

"I really don't understand anything. It's artificial respiration."

"Bullshit, artificial respiration needs to press the chest. Light breathing has a fart."

No one knows what Zheng Ren did. He presided over the rescue alone.

Unfortunately, the little patient encountered a fake lift chair. But she was very lucky to meet Zheng Ren and didn't die inexplicably.

The little nurse called the elevator and didn't let the flat car wait.

Some people were angry that they couldn't get on the elevator, but when the bloody flat car was pushed over, they all stopped talking.

Except for very few cases, no one will compete for the elevator with emergency patients.

All the way to the operating room, Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

It should be no problem. He watched the patient being sent in, grabbed a nurse and said, "please help me get a bottle of saline."

Zheng Ren's hands were stained with blood and secretions from the patient's respiratory tract. The nurse glared at him and left without talking.

How helpless... Where's director Wang? Zheng Ren noticed that Dean Wang had disappeared.

Where can I change my clothes?

In a strange operating room, a strange and unfriendly nurse, Zheng Ren was covered with blood and secretions, a little at a loss.

"Bang ~" the door of the operating room opened, and President Wang and Liu Xuzhi hurried in.

Lao Liu was better, but director Wang turned purple and ran all the way. He almost tried his best to catch up at this time.

After all, Zheng Ren understands that he is in his fifties and lacks exercise all year round.

"Boss Zheng, you run so fast." Director Wang panted.

"Take me to change my clothes. Has the general surgeon gone up? Is the blood ready?" Zheng Ren asked.

Director Wang still knows nothing.

The rescue is not under control at all, and Zheng Ren is also helpless.

No one followed him. He didn't look like the president of a hospital at all. Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. It is estimated that fan Tao brought it from home. The people in the dean's office don't know these things.

President Wang took him to the dressing room. Zheng Ren found a tap and rinsed hard.

Mouth to mouth sputum suction, this feeling is really bad, Zheng Ren thought. Fortunately, the patient was saved. If it was not saved, the mood would be worse.

"Boss Zheng, did you have artificial respiration just now?" Wang asked as he changed his clothes.

"Phlegm blocked the airway. I sucked it out." Zheng Ren rinsed his mouth three times, wiped his face with cold water, took off his isolation suit, wiped his face carelessly, and changed his isolation suit.

President Wang only knew how to suck sputum mouth to mouth, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes. He was stunned.

You can't think about it. The more you think about it, the more disgusting it becomes.

But the effect was immediate. Before, the little girl's face was purple and she kept twitching on the flat car. Zheng Renzhen is afraid to touch the electroplating rod during agitation, and then cause new damage in his abdominal cavity again.

"President Wang, the patient's blood has been sent for examination." Although Zheng Ren knew that the Dean knew almost nothing, he still asked tentatively.

"It should be sent."

"Urge your side to see the results of hepatitis B and C, syphilis and AIDS." Zheng Ren said.

Although there is no label on the system panel, what if these infectious diseases are missed?

He didn't think about it during the rescue, and Zheng Ren didn't have time to think about it at that time. But a little relaxed, Zheng Ren immediately realized this.

"Oh, OK, OK." President Wang quickly replied.

These examinations are still available in Xilin Town People's hospital. If not, check it again.

"Boss Zheng, can the patient live?" President Wang asked this question again, which was his tangle.

Fortunately, boss Zheng of 912 is here. If not, I'm afraid the children are doing body cooking now.

Zheng Ren sighed.

If this rescue is more skilled, it should be no problem.

No matter in Haicheng or 912, there is no possibility of death.

But in this small border hospital, Zheng Ren was not sure. It's not that I have no confidence in my rescue methods and level. God knows what will happen inside!

The hardest part was solved by myself... Forget it, I'd better take a look. The level of emergency treatment is too poor. I don't know what to do until the operation is finished.

After surgery

Alas, Zheng Ren sighed and said, "President Wang, are you familiar with the ICU in the province?"

"I..." Dean Wang immediately realized Zheng Ren's meaning. He thought for a moment and said, "I'm calling for help and ask a teacher to support me."

"Yes." Zheng Ren is relieved this time.

It is only a simple trauma, which will not be particularly complex. In addition, the patient is not old, and the physical recovery should be extremely rapid. If the operation is taken down and the general level doctors in the ICU of the provincial hospital are here, the problem will not be big.

After changing clothes, Zheng Renhe and President Wang walked into the operating room.

There are few operative rooms, only 5. The light in the last operation room is on, indicating that the operation is under way.

Zheng Ren walked directly over.

"Boss Zheng, you did a good job in interventional surgery." President Wang didn't know what to say, so he had to boast.

"Oh, I'm a general foreigner. I'm a monk halfway through interventional surgery." Zheng Rendao.

"..." President Wang was stunned and immediately understood. He is a professor of 912. He looks young, but he can't be taken lightly.

He ran and bumped in front of Zheng Ren and opened the sensing door.

"We have a new laminar flow operating room built a few years ago. It is the best in a hundred miles." President Wang introduced.

Zheng Ren has no idea about this.

The operating room is laminar flow, shouldn't it? But it's not easy to have a laminar flow operating room in such a small town.

After entering the operating room, the endotracheal intubation had just been inserted. The anesthesiologist was adjusting the parameters of the ventilator with a book at hand.

Zheng Ren looked at it and his heart was half cold.

Director Wang has been paying attention to Zheng Ren's expression. He quickly explained: "we can't do general anesthesia for children here. If there are similar patients, let them go to the province."