The building is empty when people are gone.

The patient was sent to the intensive care unit, and the emergency department returned to peace, although no one knew when the next emergency rescue would come.

"Director, can you pass the review after the recording?" Director Fan's assistant asked nervously.

The part just now was too bloody and might be deleted.

But that part was really wonderful. Looking back now, if Dr. Ji Xiang hadn't suddenly appeared and solved the problem in an extremely "brutal" way.

Looking back now, there seems to be no other way.

If this passage is edited, it would be a pity for the wife, so Director Fan’s assistant asked worriedly.

"I don't know." Director Fan also had the same doubts, and he pondered, "I'll fight for it."

As he said that, he clenched his fists and expressed his attitude.

Director Fan's assistant knew that this was an impossible task, so he sighed and deeply regretted it.

"Director, go back and have a rest."

"Wait a moment." Director Fan said after hesitation, "Go to the intensive care unit to take a look."

"Intensive Care Unit? You can't let us go in." Director Fan's assistant reminded.

"Who said he was going in?" Director Fan took his hands behind his back, glanced at the sign, and walked straight away.

The crew was still in a semi-excited state, as if they had just watched a restricted blockbuster. Seeing that Director Fan had no intention of returning to the hotel to rest, they looked at Director Fan's assistant.

"Go and have a look together." Director Fan's assistant said.

When he arrived at the door of the intensive care unit, Director Fan asked the crew to stay in the distance, while he looked around.

Director Fan’s assistant didn’t know what he was doing, but after asking two questions, Director Fan didn’t answer.

Half an hour later, several people came to the door of the intensive care unit with anxiety on their faces. Then the door opened. A doctor wearing an isolation suit, a mask and a hat came out to explain his condition.

Director Fan was like a hungry wolf who had found his prey, his eyes emitted a faint light, and he leaned over and listened with his ears.

The critically ill-devoted the patient's family very seriously. During the hospitalization period, the patient's cephalosporin antibiotics could sneak out to drink alcohol. This is simply incredible.

Similar situations cannot be solved by medical staff. Patients can only wander around the ward corridor during hospitalization?

No one would agree to this kind of control except for special periods.

Therefore, the patient's family can only be managed.

The patient's family was red and red when they were trained, and Director Fan became more and more comfortable.

Although the tone of the critically ill doctor was harsh, he could guess that the patient's condition had been controlled and there was a high possibility that the patient would be able to get out of the stable condition.

It takes less than a few days to get out of the intensive care unit after the patient has passed the stress period of the disulfiram reaction.

After Director Fan learned this, he immediately thought about what he would do next.

After scolding the patient's family, the critical doctor took out the paper. This was the document to be explained to the patient's family and needed to sign it.

"The patient's condition has been stable. Now, if there is no accident, I can transfer out tomorrow morning or the morning after tomorrow. But I'm not sure, I'm talking about it if there is no accident."

The patient's family was a little confused. Is this a slap in the face and a sweet date?

"This is an informed consent form for the patient's family, sign it. I just told you the main content, here is..."

The critically ill doctor explained one by one, then asked the patient's family to sign and turn around and go in.

Seeing that the patient's family was a little confused, Director Fan walked over and said loudly, "Hello."

The patient's family took a look at Director Fan and then noticed the film crew in the distance.

"I am Fan Chengen, the melody of God, and the director of the Chinese Voice."

Director Fan knew that he was not like a star and his name was well-known. He first threw out two of his best shows.

"So it's you!" The patient's family looked admiring.

Although the patient's name is the shadow of the tree, the patient's family does not know who Fan Chengen is, the two national-level programs are like thunder, and it is difficult to not know whether they are.

"Well, I'm recording a variety show here. It was launched last night, so I haven't watched it yet." Director Fan said with a gentle smile, "It's very tired to take care of the patient. Please pay more attention to your health."

The patient's family was particularly embarrassed to be mentioned about this.

"You are so greedy, you can't control it at all." Director Fan handed the ladder to the patient's family, and his assistant immediately knew what Director Fan was going to do.

The assistant didn't go up to help and asked Director Fan to do a little bit of work in similar situations, but doing it by himself would have side effects.

Director Fan and the patient's family became happier the more they chatted. Finally, both sides shook hands and said goodbye with a smile.

When Director Fan came back, the assistant asked curiously, "Director, what are you talking about?"

"We will be responsible for the part of the hospitalization fee to pay the patient." Fan said, "and then you can accept an interview after the patient leaves the intensive care unit."

"!!!" Director Fan's assistant was so impressed that he was overwhelmed.

Even if Ji Xiang inserted his pen tube into the patient's neck, he was not allowed to broadcast because of suspected "bloody" and "violence", he interviewed the patient and looked back at the scene at that time. Coupled with the memories of other passers-by, he should be able to partially present the original.

process.

This is also a solution.

"Director, you have to do it!" said Director Fan's assistant.

"No matter whether that shot can be broadcast or not, it is necessary to interview the patient. If the patient tells the story of the illness personally, it is really not possible. We can piece it together with memories." Director Fan said firmly, "As for that shot, I will contact someone.

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"Can you pass?" Director Fan's assistant was full of expectations.

"There is a high probability that it won't work." Fan said, "But... forget it, it's useless to say anything, let's contact you first."

"Director, this idea is so good, there are 48 hours left."

"I'll hurry up." Director Fan thought carefully.

Ji Xiang’s emergency treatment in front of the noodle shop was so wonderful. If possible, Director Fan didn’t want to give up.

Finding patients for interviews is a remedy, and there are other possibilities.

The more Director Fan thought about it, the more beautiful he became, but he didn't dare to dream, so he took people back to the hotel and started contacting him.

...

...

"Doctor Xiaoji, what are you doing?"

When Ji Xiang returned to the hotel, Lu Gang and Zhao Zhe were posing in their laptops on the first floor to drink coffee. Lu Gang saw that Ji Xiang's clothes were covered with bloody ideas, so he asked in confusion.

"I had a meal with Director Yang. There was a patient downstairs who had disulfiram reaction, laryngeal edema, pulmonary edema, and emergency rescue."

"You cut it directly with a knife?" Lu Gang looked at Ji Xiang in shock.

"I've seen a knife cut directly," Zhao Zhe said, "That year I went out for 120, and our doctors 120 encountered similar situations. There was only the cut bag on the car and it opened directly."

"What should I do if the blood blocks the respiratory tract?"

"There is not much blood, so he kept sucking out with the suction tube. The suction tube was not easy to use on the way, so he sucked out with his mouth. Fortunately, the patient did not have hepatitis B, HIV, or syphilis. Speaking of which, the doctor in the emergency department started to get his head, yes
Chapter completed!