Chapter 3 Heimrick First Aid
In the afternoon, there was a knock on the door.
Yang Ping opened the door, and it turned out to be Xiao Wu. This guy was holding his breath and carrying large and small bags into the house.
"Xiao Wu, what are you doing?" Yang Ping looked confused. Xiao Wu usually lived in the hospital dormitory, where several people squeezed into one room. Why did he suddenly move things here.
"I was fired too -" Xiao Wu said frustratedly.
Yang Ping knew that it should be related to his own affairs, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
Brothers in trouble!
"It's okay, I have plenty of work." Yang Ping comforted Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu took out instant noodles, a fitness arm strength machine, and a laptop from his bag, a lot of them in a mess.
After setting up their things, the two began to plan their next step in finding a job.
"Brother, to be honest, the surgery last night was really beautiful!" Xiao Wu gave a thumbs up.
Yang Ping smiled: "It's just a matter of accumulation. Yesterday's surgery happened to be the case I had read in the literature."
Xiaowu knew that Yang Ping usually likes to study and has a good foundation, but surgery requires experience accumulation, and yesterday's performance was a bit too extraordinary.
Yang Ping saw Xiao Wu's thoughts and patted him on the shoulder: "Surgery has a talent factor. Talent is a thing, don't you accept it! It's like you play a game."
"Understood." If Xiao Wu understood something, he didn't ask any more questions.
The two chatted all afternoon and forgot that it was early for dinner. Yang Ping decided to treat Xiao Wu to a good meal. He was afraid of a slap on Xiao Wu's shoulder: "Brother decided to be extravagant today."
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"Big dinner?"
"Hey, little sample! Enjoy the moon by the river."
At Nong Yue, an Internet celebrity restaurant by the river, Xiao Wu also forgot to pat his painful shoulder: "Let's go!"
To be honest, I haven't relaxed like this for a long time. I used to be in the hospital almost 24 hours a day, all year round. I didn't have time to go for any entertainment. I didn't know which way the doors of these Internet celebrity restaurants opened.
The two of them really had a luxurious time. The subway was not crowded. They took a Didi special car and went straight to their destination. They found an outdoor table to sit down, ordered a beer, and chatted while drinking. They talked about everything since they first started working. Speaking of excitement, the two of them high-fived and hugged each other, and there were gradually more empty bottles beside them.
Not far away, on one side is the quiet river, with cruise ships passing by slowly; on the other side is the busy road, bustling with traffic. Even though it is already nine o'clock in the evening, there are still cars and people in a hurry.
"You said this person has worked hard all his life, and for what?" Xiao Wu burped.
"It's too philosophical, it gives me a headache!" Yang Ping raised his glass.
"Do it!"
"Do it!"
Suddenly, something seemed to happen, and there was a commotion nearby. Everyone gathered around the table next to them. Yang Ping and Xiao Wu also went over. A middle-aged man in his forties, obese, sitting, leaning on the back of the chair, with a pale face.
His companions were so anxious that they were wandering around, shouting: "No way! No way! Help!"
Help! Doctors are most sensitive to these two words, so Yang Ping squeezed in.
There was no shortage of capable people in the crowd of onlookers, shouting and commanding:
"Pinch people in the middle, pinch people in the middle, pinch people in the middle."
Where is the middle of the crowd? The fat man’s companion could only hide his face and stretch his hands towards his buttocks.
"What you pinch is the anus! The philtrum, the philtrum, it's on top."
My brother, you should do it yourself. No matter what you shout here, your eardrums will hurt. Yang Ping took advantage of the wine and looked at him sideways.
"Call 120, hurry!"
"Pat him on the back, hard!"
"Pry open the mouth and feed water."
There are still many capable people, and we don’t know what the basis of each measure is.
A tall girl with shoulder-length hair tied into a ponytail was unbuttoning the man's clothes, exposing his chest, feeling the carotid artery, and bringing her ear to her nose to smell his breath. This technique was probably that of a real doctor.
Yang Ping staggered and squeezed in. When the evening breeze blew, he felt energetic. Isn't this a blockage of foreign matter in the trachea? Not to mention that he had participated in systematic training, even if he had no training, this kind of thing was a piece of cake.
The fat man was in such a state that he would suffocate to death if he didn't save her. Regardless of whether he had a mission or not, he would definitely save her. Yang Ping immediately rushed in and pulled the girl away. He might have used too much force and injured the girl. The girl shook her painful hand angrily: "What are you doing?"
It was important to save people, so there was no time to care about her. Yang Ping pulled the patient up, but it was too heavy. Xiao Wu immediately went to help and helped the patient up together. Yang Ping sat on the chair and let the fat man sit on his lap. He hugged the fat man from behind with Xiao Wu supporting him.
Yang Ping made a fist with his left hand, and clasped his left wrist with his right hand. His two arms were like a ring surrounding the fat man. The fist hole of his left hand was facing the middle of his upper abdomen. He used both arms to push hard at the same time, and his fist pushed back and upward in the middle of his upper abdomen. .
With a pop, something was spat out by the fat man on the ground. In an instant, the fat man's airway became clear and he gasped for air.
Yang Ping and Xiao Wu slowly helped him sit back on the chair. The fat man took a few quick breaths, then regained his breath. His breathing gradually became steady, and his face slowly turned rosy. The ponytail girl next to him was dumbfounded.
"Ding dong, complete a street first aid case, reward: 800 points."
A female voice appeared, and subtitles popped up in the upper right corner of the field of view.
Points are awarded for doing good deeds. This system has a very positive outlook. I will slowly study what the points are used for in the future. The setting is probably similar to the game.
The crowd of onlookers began to talk a lot. Some people lamented that the situation was critical; some praised the young man for his superb medical skills; some commented worriedly: This is a rescue. If he cannot be saved, this kid may be sued.
Slowly, the crowd began to disperse, each going back to his own table.
Yang Ping pointed at the fat man's rosy face: "The foreign body in the trachea is blocked. Heimlich maneuver. If you don't rescue it, it will be gone. You still need to touch the carotid artery. Intern doctor."
"Who is the intern, you-" The ponytail girl was obviously irritated, but after seeing that the fat man was fine, it seemed that what he said was right, so she softened her tone.
Blushing, he said: "I thought it was acute coronary syndrome. How did you know?"
"I want to know, can you treat us to a drink?" Xiao Wu leaned forward and said.
"Yes!"
The girl hesitated for a moment, and seeing that they were also doctors and not like bad guys, she agreed.
The ponytail girl was very attentive. She went over and briefly checked the fat man to make sure there was no problem. She gave his friend a few words before leaving. The fat man's friends quickly bowed and shook hands, thanking everyone for their help.
The ponytail girl had several female companions, plus Yang Ping Xiaowu, and they all sat down around the table. They had just finished playing tennis and passed by. When they saw someone calling for help, they came over.
None of the girls drank, so they each ordered a cup of milk tea. Yang Ping secretly took a few more glances at the girl with ponytail: her facial features were beautiful, no, they should be exquisite, her eyes were black and clear, her eyelashes were long, and the skin on her face was white and translucent. Red, as smooth as egg white, with a pair of small dimples, and a charming smile. He is tall and has well-defined curves. He probably exercises regularly. Her temperament is very elegant, including her sitting posture, which seems to have been deliberately trained. The short sleeves of what looks like a tennis uniform are exposed from the coat, and there is a large bag next to it, which should be a tennis racket.
She obviously wanted to ask Yang Ping to break the casserole: "We invited you to drink wine, but you didn't say anything yet, how could you tell that it was a foreign body blocking the trachea?
Yang Ping's mind changed and he said: "You didn't see the chicken bones on the plate on the table. I touched my throat again and clearly told you that the chicken bones were stuck here and there was no ventilation. I don't think you learned. Medical Body Language ”
The girl thought about it for a moment, and she was afraid that she was too mechanical and just followed the book and didn't pay much attention to these details. If the doctor hadn't been present at that time, she might have delayed treatment.
Medical body language? The girl muttered to herself that she had never heard of this subject.
Yang Ping shook her head and thought it was funny. She made this up randomly and she really believed it.
"Which hospital are you from?" the ponytail girl asked.
"G City People's Hospital-" Yang Ping said.
"I was just fired. I am currently working as a traveling doctor and am trying to find a job-" Xiao Wu added, causing several other girls to laugh.
The girl said: "My name is Su Yixuan, I am from Sanbo Hospital. Our hospital is recruiting people. You can try to submit your resume."
"Thank you!" Xiaowu said first, "Sanbo Hospital is the Overseas Chinese Hospital, right? We know the one where helicopters can be parked on the roof? My name is Lu Xiaowu, and this is Yang Ping."
After chatting for a while, Su Yixuan stood up and said with an embarrassed look: 'It's getting late. Sorry, we have to go back. You two drink slowly. If you want anything else, just order it. Can I go check out now? ”
Want anything else? Xiao Wu waved and the waiter ran over. Xiao Wu ordered a lot. Yang Ping couldn't stand it, and his eyes said: Stop ordering. Xiao Wu pretended not to see it and handed it to Su Yixuan after ordering.
Su Yixuan finished paying the bill, packed her things, and left with her female companion with her backpack on her back. When she left, she did not forget to say hello to Yang Ping: "Bye!"
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Yang Ping's drinking capacity is not good, not even bronze. He drank a little too much yesterday and had a headache.
Xiaowu, this kid, talked nonsense all night, what kind of treasure, baby, Xiaoqing, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Yang Ping had no choice but to sleep on the sofa for one night. When he woke up, Xiao Wu was gone. Yang Ping rubbed his temples and looked at the time on his phone. It was past eleven in the morning. Oops! Wash up immediately without any charge and rush out the door.
He rushed to the stairwell and slapped his forehead: Wasn't he fired yesterday? I don't have any classes today, so I just need to finish some homework.
Return to the room, wash up briefly, and go downstairs to buy some mutton buns to fill your stomach. I turned on my computer and went online. After searching for a long time, I found a doctor's resume template. Then fill it out carefully and check it several times. Then browse through all the personnel recruitment brochures of all hospitals in G city. We cast a net like a net, including hospitals of all sizes, including community health stations. We can always hit one.
If you can't find a job, you have no choice but to leave G city.
Leaving G city? It is impossible to leave G city!
(End of chapter)