There are too many accidents in hospitals. There are too many. Large hospitals can encounter accidents almost all the time. Even some stories that sound weird may happen in the hospital.

For example, a junior high school girl got into a fight with a dog and became inseparable. A family of eight suffered head injuries due to the separation. In a car accident, both drivers of the vehicle were not injured. As a result, the wheels of the car flew up and hit passers-by.

Shocked.

Really, which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident? Most people might choose tomorrow.

However, people in the hospital may not choose this way. If they sneak into the position of the hospital's boss, they will directly choose to be unexpected. When the spring flowers bloom and even the cats and dogs enter the mating season, the hospital holds a spring epidemic prevention meeting early. What is the flu?

, meningococcal disease, 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, and in winter, almost all physicians are on alert.

This kind of working environment will make some doctors with a weak mentality develop mysophobia, wash their hands more than fifty times a day, and their family members will go crazy when they get home and arrange the arrangements. The children and lovers of such doctors will be 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.

He may seem affectionate, but in fact he is ruthless. This 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 personal ethics. Everything can be relaxed and 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 has been digging with his hoe for so long. Now, it is 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, in this situation, even if a layman looks confused, it is not a big deal.

Especially sometimes, when doctors and nurses speak rudely, family members should feel relieved. Once the situation is not good, it will obviously be better if the nurses and doctors speak better, 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 every doctor who performed the surgery had rows of beads of sweat on his forehead that could not be wiped away.

In operating room No. 2, three people, Wang Yanan, Xu Xian and Zhou Guofu, were crowded together. That is to say, 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 anesthesiologists both had big heads at this time.

Carrying out multiple operations is not only a consideration for the surgeon, but also a direct torment for the anesthetist.

"Boost the blood pressure, raise the blood pressure, I can't see the blood vessels, raise the blood pressure, 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 has no way to explain, or even the right to complain, because this is his job. It is just like a cook cooking. Sometimes he needs more salt, and sometimes he needs less salt. For this kind of diners, the cook can cook all the dishes.

Smashed for you.

But the anesthesiologist is not good at it. He has all kinds of amps in his hands. He never wants to do this kind of anesthesia again in his life. It is 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 simply 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 transverse diameter was increased. The lungs as a whole felt that the main bronchi were strained..."

Zhang Fan opened the chest while dictating the patient's injuries, 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 remember 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 to each other or not.

These blisters one after another are alveoli. Many of these alveoli fuse together to form bullae. When the bullae rupture, it is a pneumothorax.

It's that simple.

Of course, it seems simple to understand, but it becomes 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, no matter whether she is cursing others, acting violently, or even riding a horse and dancing.

But if the operation doesn't go well, there will be more trouble.

Even if you walk with your left foot to enter the door, you will be criticized because of 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. He was not satisfied with his wife, who admired him so much.

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 man has not even had a weekend for many years, and even a donkey doesn’t work so hard.

It's not that Lao Ju quit because of his shame. The main reason is that he is ashamed. People who think highly of themselves stand too high. Once they feel 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,

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 rice. 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 my 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 and 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. I need your opinion quickly."

Zhang Fan's unceremonious phone call made Lao Ju, who had been suffering from 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.

After hanging up the phone, he ran away, spitting and touching his hair. He was a bit similar to Ouyang, and the sky was falling. He also wanted to keep his hair style so that not a single hair would get stuck in it.

Really, I was born with a gene that disobeys others.

The fat lady from my hometown looked at her husband who was chasing a thief, put down the spoon and chased after her, "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 hoped 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 dull. It is really not an exaggeration at all. Zhang Fan is not able to help Zhang Fan at all.

It probably didn't even last ten minutes. Lao Ju went into the operation panting heavily. He looked at Zhang Fan, who looked at him, and he looked at Zhang Fan.

Then, just like that glance in 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 spoke, Lao Ju looked at the lungs and the ECG monitor, "Yuan Zhang, can you abandon this incision and enter from the abdomen?"

"I'm afraid of shock? The damage is too great!"
Chapter completed!