v3 Chapter 2320： Host your own rescue

The overall quality of the 912 medical staff is very high, and it is more obvious in the emergency department.

Suddenly, a sterile sheet was laid on the ground, and the itinerant nurse propped the hair up to lie flat. Connected to ECG monitoring, first measured a blood pressure.

Because the ECG monitoring device cannot print out the ECG, a portable ECG machine was used for an inspection.

Nothing. The ECG is standard and there are no problems.

However, there may be prodromal symptoms, which are just transient reactions. Whether or not, first put nitroglycerin under the tongue.

This stuff contains a small amount of time and it is not bad to eat, and it is better to let it go.

Mao Chi felt that the ground was a bit cold, and the temperature of the constant-temperature laminar operating room seemed to drop continuously.

"Cold," he whispered.

The itinerant nurse immediately took a sterile gauze to cover Mao and comforted him.

Dr. Zhou placed the list of electrocardiograms 30cm in front of Mao Chi's eyes and let him see his own electrocardiogram with his own eyes.

This group of old directors all have a problem. They feel that others will not see a doctor. Only themselves are the best.

In addition, the clinical practice has been long, and people in the heart will suspect that they are sick, and those around them will lie to themselves.

It is estimated that he will be better only if he sees the lead on his body with his own eyes and there is no abnormality in the electrocardiogram.

Sure enough, after holding the ECG, Mao Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and the pain behind the sternum disappeared.

He remembered the feeling just now, and he shouldn't be wrong. Severe and persistent post-sternal or anterior cardiac compression pain is a typical symptom of myocardial infarction.

If it's okay, you must check a coronary CT after you go down ... No, just do a coronary angiography. Make sure it's not blocked, or Mao won't even sleep.

If this is asleep, whoever tricks you.

Otherwise, I would sleep in the department for a few days and have ECG monitoring every day?

Mao Chi didn't find it troublesome, it was a good idea. No matter what else, you must not "dies young."

Then he had another thought in his mind—whether it was a fish bone stuck in the esophagus and then piercing the aorta, causing the aortic dissection.

This is even more scary!

Mao Chi felt that the ground was cold again, and frost had begun to spread around him.

This is so special, how can I catch up with anything.

"Director, are you okay?" Dr. Zhou whispered.

"You take the patient back, I'll lie here for a while." Although Mao Chi suspected that he had a myocardial infarction or aortic dissection, he didn't lose his mind. He still kept the basic calmness.

But this calmness was only what Mao Chi himself thought, and he completely ignored the fact that he was still lying in the airtight door of the operating room.

He was lying here like an obstacle, could a flat car still be crushed on him.

Busy with Director Mao Chi first, but don't really make a big deal in the operating room.

Whether you need it or not, and whether the blood oxygen saturation is 99%, first hang up the oxygen bag and talk about it. Then one by one called out, and the flat car was pushed, and several people held the wool on the platform flatly.

A team professor from the Vascular Department ran up and glanced at Director Mao's situation, which was a little reassuring.

When I received the call, I thought Director Mao would be dead.

Flying all the way, I felt that my lungs were on fire. Calm down and take a look, Director Mao's ECG monitoring shows sinus rhythm, is it all right?

Is the director hysteria? But this group of professors did not dare to say this. Director Mao is now aged and rarely gets angry. A few years back, my temper was not very good.

These old surgical directors have a bad temper. In the past, there were patients who had stabbed their lungs, and they could go up and fight after taking off their white clothes.

"I want an echocardiogram," Mao Chi said quietly.

Although the professor in the group has some doubts, he can't say what the director is saying. At this time, he would rather be troublesome than neglect.

The flat car was parked in the corridor of the operating room and was not pushed back directly.

When Zhang Lin, the director of the circulatory department, came, glanced at the electrocardiogram, and heard the heart sounds, it was clear that everyone was relieved.

"Go straight to the CT room ... by the way, is there an echocardiogram?"

"Director, please wait, soon, very soon," said Professor Daizu.

"Director Mao, what disease are you considering?" Director Zhang Lin asked.

"Exclude the aortic dissection, first take a look at the echocardiography, and then go to the CT room with the rescue medication without going back to the department." Mao Chi presided over his rescue as if he was hosting an emergency rescue.

It's okay to check one, at least assured.

Attentive Professor Zhang also stepped down and came to Mao Chi, waiting quietly.

After more than ten minutes, the bedside echocardiogram was pushed over. The coupling agent was applied to the front of the chest, and Mao Chi felt that the blood vessels of his heart had begun to contract, as if to crack in the next second.

He glanced sideways at the cuff blood pressure, 130 / 85MMHG, heart rate 82 beats / min, sinus rhythm, and there was no problem at all.

Feeling relaxed.

"Director Mao, what do you find uncomfortable?" The echocardiographer asked.

"Behind the sternum, before the heart."

The probe is depressed and an image appears on the screen.

The corridor that was still a little noisy just now became quiet for a moment, and Mao Chi suddenly had a bad idea ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If it was all right, someone came up to joke with him and said that he had made a big deal. The scariest thing is not to be laughed at by others, but to be silent at the same time.

This kind of silence, Mao Chi is too familiar!

There must be something wrong, it's not ordinary!

However, Mao Chi had already been prepared. He took a deep breath, calmed his mood first, and then turned his head at an angle with a very slow movement, watching the echocardiographic screen.

Looking at the screen, Mao Chi almost did not faint.

Irregular blood flow can be seen on the edge of the descending aorta. Although he has not studied the echocardiography deeply, Mao Chi can still see that it is the aortic dissection!

"Go to the CT room first and do a plain scan." Mao Chi's voice was a little trembling, but still calm.

At this time, when it was terrible, once the descending aortic dissection broke, even in the operating room, it was nothing!

Broken, people are gone.

The thoughtful Professor Zhang just slipped away, and he went to Zhao Yunlong. This kind of emergency rescue is only possible with a young man like Zhao Yunlong.

For the time being, nobody pushes the car flat. The band professor in the Vascular Department took out the antihypertensive drug in the first aid box and let Director Mao take it orally to control the blood pressure, so as to avoid emotional excitement and cause blood pressure rise.

At the same time, the circuit nurse took a cuff blood pressure.

160/110 mm Hg, blood pressure is rising!

Quickly check the time, direct surgery if there is a problem, it is too late to do the angiography, and it can be done during the operation.

Someone started to report this to the medical service, and somebody pushed the car flat.

Mao Chi felt that the flat car was moving and his head was awake a little. He whispered, "Let's find Zheng, right away! Immediately!"

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