Chapter 162 Torrent

winter, spring. To be honest, at the transition of winter and spring, the climate of Chasu is considered good in Northwest China.

For example, in Suxing next door, once the first month is over, darling, the sky is full of yellow sand, if the wind is a little stronger, it will feel like a demon god descending, and it is not an exaggeration to be invisible in broad daylight.

Moreover, one year when Zhang Fan was in Su Province, a black storm occurred in a city in the corridor, which was said to be rare in 30 years. Same with eggs.

Then, the masks were sold out, and it’s not enough to bring one, and you can’t even open your mouth, otherwise, your mouth will be full of sand.

The tea element is different. When the dust is about to fly in the sky south of the Tianshan Mountains, the tea element has turned into spring rain and spring snow falling slowly like oil.

In the field, looking from a distance, one can vaguely see a bit of green life and breath.

A few days ago in the twelfth lunar month, people who were still in the cold shrank their hands and feet, wearing down jackets like newspapers stuck to their bodies, and the cold air gushed into them.

But just after the New Year's Eve, the weather seems to be obviously different. Wear thicker clothes, and it will be hot when you enter the room.

In the past, Zhang Fan really didn't have high requirements for clothing, and he didn't rely on his appearance for a living, so he didn't care too much.

When he became obsessed with technology, he really realized the mentality of the old Mr. Lu Fujino.

But it's different after getting married. To put it in a rather hateful way, Shao Hua now cares more about Zhang Fan than she does herself.

Hair is taken care of regularly. Although clothes are not luxury goods, they can be regarded as a little expensive among the working class.

And having a wife who is afraid of your cold really makes Zhang Fan happy. Before going to work in the morning, his clothes have been ironed neatly by Shao Hua, which changes with the weather.

Zhang Fan, who was wearing thermal underwear, looked at the child's condition, not only was his body hot, but his heart was also hot.

Looking at the child's chest, which is no bigger than a few bricks, one can imagine how small her heart is.

The heart of an adult still has room for twists and turns, but the heart of this villain is really a one-shot deal.

This not only depends on the skill of the chief surgeon, but also the assistants and other doctors in the surgical team have very high requirements.

This also shows from one side that in the past few decades,

Why is Huaguo's pediatric surgery military hospital famous?

Because their teams have stricter discipline.

"Zhang Yuan, everything is ready in the operating room." The head nurse in the operating room called Zhang Fan immediately.

"Okay! Prepare to hand over the patient!" Zhang Fan hung up the phone and took a deep breath.

"Secretary Ren, prepare to send the patient to the operating room."

"Okay!" Ren Li nodded seriously. Then he said to the doctors in the internal medicine department: "The internal medicine team must be in sync with the child for preparations, inotropes, and oxygen masks.

Whether the child can safely enter the operating room is up to us.

Comrades, we must be a thousand times more cautious, and we must not make any mistakes.

Because, we have no chance, are you ready? "

"Okay!" The female voice was louder than the male voice, and the number of female doctors in the internal medicine department was relatively more.

Seeing a group of serious 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 on the ambulance, watched several male doctors holding the movable emergency bed at the same time, and looked at the nurses standing side by side, holding the infusion stand high.

Zhang Fan murmured silently in his heart, "Don't have any accidents!"

Sometimes, in a desperate situation, people will really be idealistic.

"European hospital, we are ready, we can move, and children can enter the operating room."

Zhang Fan took the phone and started calling Ouyang outside the emergency room.

"Okay!" Ouyang didn't ask again, she knew that if Zhang Fan and Ren Li couldn't do well in this aspect, no one in the city hospital could do better.

Time cannot be lost.

"The elevator group is in place." Ouyang started with the walkie-talkie.

"On the first floor!"

"The second floor is ready!"

"The third floor is ready!"

"...The building is in place!"

The hospital has special elevators for surgery, but today, in order to ensure safety, Ouyang directly controls all the elevators, and each floor has a dedicated person on standby.

It's really the Spring Festival, which is the breakfast on the first day of the new year. If it happens to be another time, it will be too difficult!

"What's going on in the aisle?" After the elevator group ended, Ouyang continued to ask.

"Report to the dean, there are no idlers in the aisle."

"it is good!"

"Zhang Fan, start!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Fan in the rescue room said with a serious face, "Get ready!" After seeing that everyone was ready.

"Start transfer!"

More than a dozen doctors and nurses are almost all synchronized, and their steps are almost the same length.

Rescue beds, monitors, ventilators, infusion stands, and medicines that are ready to be rescued at any time are moving quickly and steadily like a cloud of white smoke.

There was not enough manpower, so Ouyang directly commanded the spare policemen.

Just like the management in wartime, the policemen are all double-posted at every intersection, every corner, and every elevator door.

All the people who came to see the doctor saw the sky.

"Oh my God, what is this for?" A drunk and uncomfortable man looked at the dark policemen in the hospital, as if he was facing an enemy, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Those who quarreled stopped making trouble, and those who fought gave up. They all stared dumbfounded like watching a Western scene.

"What kind of character 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.

Look at the child covered with intubation, look at the blue and purple child.

The child's mother, the policeman's father, feel distressed, and they are in a lump of 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 were like rain, and cried bitterly without a sound.

Thinking about yesterday, the child was still giggling. Now, looking at the child lying on the rescue bed, really, now she can do anything for the child, but she can't do anything.

When the police saw Zilan Zilan's child, their faces were clearly saddened by the physical injury.

Thinking about my colleagues, thinking about my own children, looking at the children lying on the emergency bed, as if they were my own children, feeling uncomfortable, unspeakably uncomfortable.

The child's grandparents were already trembling and speechless. Babbling children, toddlers, all were fine yesterday, but who knows, in just one day, everything is gone.

In the elevator, "Oxygen saturation continues to drop!" The anesthesiologist kept reporting the data.

"Be strong!"

"Breath stimulants!"

Fighting, really fighting, the physicians almost used their whole body's ability to continue the child's weak breathing and heartbeat.

Looking at the data, Zhang Fan's palms were sweating. It's too dangerous. The lines on the patient's monitor are so weak that they seem to be straightening out soon.

When the surgeons looked at these data, they dared not even swallow their saliva, for fear of affecting the children.

People, life, really, sometimes, looking at the pain to death or life, but the pain is relieved, and you can immediately gnaw on the fleshy bones and get carried away.

However, sometimes, there is no pain or itching, and if you can't breathe, you go to another world.

To be honest, going to another world without pain or itch, without any pain, without any discomfort is not the luck that everyone enjoys.

In death, the strong sense of suffocation and near-death is the most terrifying. When effective oxygen replacement is not possible.

It's like countless steel and copper foils buzzing in your ears! Bang! Bang! Doom hit.

The nostrils are like the nose of a bull, it is so wide that you can stuff your thumbs in it.

But in front of him, the golden and black colors are changing constantly, and the heart seems to be about to pop out.

A strong sense of suffocation, like stuffing a boiled and peeled egg into the airway, stuck in the airway, up, can't go up, can't go down, can't go down.

Moreover, when a person's consciousness is awake, it is particularly terrifying, and the muscles near the neck can be scratched into holes with both hands involuntarily.

Perhaps comrades who smoke have experienced this short-term feeling. When they wake up in the morning and a mouthful of phlegm is stuck in their throats, if the momentary suffocation is enlarged and prolonged, it is a feeling of near death.

An eight-month-old child, I don't know if she understands it, but when the tears are replaced by pea-sized sweat on her little face, you can imagine her pain.

The elevator keeps going up for tens of seconds, just like centuries, which makes parents, children, and even doctors feel quite difficult.

Ding dong, the door of the elevator opened, and the head nurse in the operating room led the anesthesiologist and nurse, and they were already on standby at the door.

Because the operating room pays attention to strict asepsis, hand washing clothes must be worn when entering the operating room, and surgical gowns must be worn on the operating table.

So, they're taking over the internists here.

Ren Li had already gone in to change clothes in advance.

The physicians who were taken over looked at the child undergoing surgery and involuntarily wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

As if it was a responsibility, it was finally sent out from my own hands.

Really, it's no wonder that doctors and nurses have this kind of thinking, 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 Cha Su Police Station rushed to the hospital with people.

"Ouyuan, what can we do?"

At the same level, he reported to Ouyang with a subordinate attitude.

"Maintain order and assist the doctors to examine and treat the steel bracelets."

"Okay, no problem."

The men and women who had passed their addiction began to be afraid at this time, the posture in front of them was too fierce.

Not to mention the dark crowd of policemen, and these policemen 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 a dead dog, can't you get up?" As he spoke, he kicked.

Then the leader quietly turned to the other side as if he had discovered something.

In the operating room, the doctors simplified everything as much as possible, "Master Zhang, the posture is ready!"

"Disinfection ready!"

"Complete anesthesia!"

"Start!" Zhang Fan said in a low voice, but in words that could be heard by all the doctors.

Open the chest, the child is so pitiful, on the small chest, the pink and tender skin that was originally white and clean has turned purple and black, just like a burnt sweet potato.

"Knife!" Zhang Fan held the knife. Really, ordinary people would not be able to slash at such a small and pitiful body.

But Zhang Fan at this time, Zhang Fan holding a 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, there is no distinction between old and young, and in his mind, now is disease.

Under the sharp blade, the delicate skin was gently cut open like a leaf blown by the wind.

Blood, dark red blood slowly oozes out, really, it doesn't feel alive at all.

Just like a plate of duck blood and pig blood, it was dark red, without any breath of life.

The knife is cut, the flesh is torn.

A rongeur is not needed for the thin and soft ribs, as the scissors snap open with a slight twist.

"Chest expander!"

Zhang Fan said softly.

The nurse quickly handed over the chest expander.

"It's for a child, it's for an adult!" Zhang Fan didn't even lift his head. When the chest expander was put in his hands, he didn't even need to look at it. He knew it was an adult's and it was too big.

The nurse's face turned pale with fright, "There is only this one in the equipment department, I, I..."

Boom! Zhang Fan got angry. Really, on the operating table, Zhang Fan never got angry with his colleagues no matter how serious he was.

But today, inexplicable anger burned over Zhang Fan's head, and Zhang Fan threw the glaring chest expander onto the floor of the operating room.

"Go, let the director of the equipment department wait for me at the door of the operation!"

Zhang Fan lost his temper. It was rare for Zhang Fan to lose his temper. The tense atmosphere in the operating room increased by an unknown number of levels.

Everyone's hearts were raised.

Really, don't get angry easily, and don't move easily when you get angry. In the past, Zhang Fan tried his best to overcome the surgery.

It is impossible for a hospital to operate according to its standards.

But today, Mingming emphasized at the conference that the comprehensiveness of surgical instruments must be ensured.

But the director of the equipment department is like hearing the wind, and the ones who always enter are special households.

You can earn money, but you can't waste your life!

Zhang Fan was so angry that his hands began to tremble.

Seeing that the child's chest was opened, but there is no corresponding surgical instrument, this is not murder or something.

Pressed and pressed, pressed and pressed, if it weren't for the child, Zhang Fan really wanted to go out and point to the director of the equipment department to vent his anger.

Now, getting 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 your chest, and it must not shift."

"Okay, Zhang Yuan, don't worry!"

The director of the cardiothoracic surgery department gritted his teeth and promised.

He specializes in lungs, and he knows the importance of this kind of fixation.

The child was too young to be fixed by two people, and Lao Li's big hands almost blocked the surgical field of view to the point where there was no room for manipulation.

But, what can I do, now I can only continue with even more difficulty.

"Yard Zhang is angry!" The head nurse in the operating room reported the situation to Ouyang immediately.

"What's the situation?" Ouyang walked to the empty place and asked quickly.

She knew Zhang Fan too well, seeing that Zhang Fan, who was a sunny flower, got angry, it must be extreme anger.

After the head nurse finished the report, Ouyang's face turned livid.

"Go, let the director of the equipment department run to the door of the operation. Take out all the bidding records of the past few years.

If you want to die, I dare to bury you! "Ouyang Han said to the director of the medical department with a straight face.

"Okay! I'll go right away."

The director of the medical department was sweating. Ouyang protects the calf, especially the calf, but today, the old lady wants to deny her relatives.

Cut, separate, stretch, expand.

Zhang Fan entered the child's chest with difficulty. The heart, not much bigger than a goose egg, was beating weakly there.

As if going on strike at any moment, click, click, click, click, fluctuate slightly.

"Zhang Yuan, the blood volume is insufficient!"

"For blood transfusion, the red blood cells must be sufficient. Now the child is hanging on the red blood cells."

In the blood bank of the hospital, bags of blood were being sent to the operation, "Dean, I need to be prepared. I'm afraid that if there is an accident, it's too late to call for help at this point in 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 there today?"

"More than eighty people."

"I'm going to inform you that those who haven't donated blood in the near future, and those who meet the standards, let them prepare to donate blood.

People who donate blood today can have three days of extra vacation. "

"Okay, I'll notify you now."

The director of the medical office is always like a shadow, appearing beside Ouyang anytime and anywhere.

"Ouyuan, 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."

"There is no need for doctors and nurses to donate blood. They still have to save lives and heal the wounded. European Academy, this task is entrusted to me."

After finishing speaking, he walked out without waiting for Ouyang to speak.

"I am... now, our brother, we face life and death together, a brother who stirs up life in a pot.

When I was on duty today, I was hacked by a lawbreaker with a knife with AIDS blood.

To make matters worse, his child, who was under the age of 1, had a heart attack and was in danger.

Comrades, brothers, I always... I beg you, those who are able to donate blood, please arrive at Chasu Hospital immediately.

It's not an order, it's a request from an old cop, please! "

All of a sudden, the words of the person in charge 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 all set off towards the Cha Su Hospital at the same time.

"Go, take me with you, our brother is in trouble, it's not justified if we don't go."

"And me, wait, I'll go too."

The black torrent, a collective, a group, formed a torrent and poured into the tea hospital.

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