Chapter 94 Twists and turns
A person with RH negative blood type A is in Shipo!
The life-saving straw finally appeared. Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Magistrate Wu put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray with his gray fingers.
"Find someone quickly!"
God helps me. The director of the blood station breathed a long sigh of relief.
Where in Shipo? The stone slope is so big.
The message replied in the group did not say where he was in Shipo, nor did he leave a phone number. Shipo is such a large county, where can he find someone?
Is there any difference between finding a needle in a haystack and finding a needle in a pond?
In order to communicate and obtain information in a more timely manner, the director of the blood bank joined the group in person. He clicked on the group's dialog box in WeChat and anxiously waited for the next message, but it never appeared.
"How is it?" asked the health director.
"It just said it was in Shipo, not the specific location." The director of the blood station replied, looking anxious.
County Magistrate Wu saw the sweat on the forehead of the director of the blood station and knew that he was in trouble again. The house leaked and it rained all night.
Everyone in the group has their blood type and contact number recorded on their WeChat account.
The director immediately clicked on the profile picture of the person who was replying in the group, opened it, and used another mobile phone to dial the number in the note.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off——"
Shut down!
I turned off my phone after replying a message. Is this because I don’t want to donate blood? He wouldn't indicate his location if he didn't want to. Could it be that he was rushing to Shipo Hospital? Or the phone may have run out of battery at exactly this time.
The latter two are the most likely. If it is out of power, he will definitely charge it immediately and send out the specific location; if it is on the way, then the only thing you can do is wait.
The director of the blood station gained a little more confidence, but his heart was still flustered and confused, as if his heart was hanging in the air and there was no trust.
County Magistrate Wu lit another cigarette and asked the police chief: "Is there anything you can do?"
The Public Security Bureau hesitated for a moment: "I'm afraid it won't be possible in a short time -"
"How long will the blood support last?" County Magistrate Wu put his hands on his desk, clenching his fists tightly, and you could see a little bloodshot eyes.
"We can get there in half an hour." The director of the blood station said softly.
Even if it arrives, there is only one unit.
The issue of blood origin has once again reached a deadlock.
Dean Dong answered the phone by the window, the muscles on his face twitching slightly.
"County Magistrate Wu, the brain surgery department has announced that the rescue operation is ineffective -" Director Dong put down the phone and said seriously.
County Magistrate Wu waved his hands, remained silent, stood up, walked to the window, and looked out the window.
He turned around and said calmly: "We must do a good job in comforting the aftermath!"
"People from the aftermath team and the insurance company subsequently intervened." The person in charge of the traffic police followed the police chief.
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"Blood pressure 74/32mmHg, blood oxygen 90%, heart rate 128 beats/min, hemoglobin 47g/L——"
The anesthesiologist reported the vital signs and found that the first unit's RH-negative type A blood had been transfused, which was a drop in the bucket and far from meeting the demand.
The circulating nurse is packing up the clothes that the patient has just cut off. Any items in the clothes need to be counted and packed in a plastic bag. During the counting, another person needs to be present as a witness and signed by both people. It is best to add a third person's signature. Avoid disputes caused by missing valuables later.
The nurse wore gloves, wiped the blood off the wallet, disinfected it with alcohol, poured out the cash and various cards in the wallet, and counted them one by one.
Another nurse is responsible for taking photos and registering; the amount of cash and cards must be clearly recorded.
"Is that an ID card? Register your ID card!" The nurse in charge of registration saw an ID card with sharp eyes.
If you have documents, you can obtain the identity of the injured person so that you can notify your family or work unit.
The nurse took the ID card and looked at it carefully, then began to report her name and ID number: "Wang Ge--"
The registered nurse quickly wrote her name and ID number in the book.
Wang Ge?
Dr. Tao was standing nearby. This name was so familiar. Dr. Tao took a closer look and saw that the ID card clearly said - Wang Ge. Along with the wallet, there was a press card. Dr. Tao opened the press card.
Wang Ge is the Wang Ge he is familiar with, the Wang Ge everyone is familiar with!
"He's Wang Ge!" Dr. Tao said it loudly without knowing why.
The anesthesiologist was startled: "Wang Ge? Which Wang Ge?"
"Provincial Medical Incident!"
Holy shit! The fat man's eyes almost fell out.
Director Tian, Yang Ping, Director Zhang, Director Li, all the doctors present were startled. Yang Ping raised his head and met Director Tian's eyes; the other doctors in the audience all turned their heads to look at the operating table.
The atmosphere in the operating room is a bit weird. Is he Wang Ge? He is Wang Ge. This injured person lying on the operating table, curled up and penetrated by a wooden stake, is Wang Ge?
What a coincidence! It feels like a bit of time and space confusion!
Normally, everyone would be talking, filled with indignation, and gearing up. But now, it was just a brief surprise. Everyone immediately went back to the operation without any time to be distracted.
It no longer matters who is on the stage. What everyone cares about is how the condition of the surgical patient changes on the stage.
At this time, Wang Ge was Nameless No. 1, the surgical patient.
"Blood pressure 72/32mmHg, blood oxygen 89%, heart rate 129 beats/min--"
The anesthesiologist looked up at the data on the monitoring screen and reported again.
"Urine output is 300 ml, from the moment a urinary catheter was inserted at the emergency scene to now!"
The nurse checks the urine bag and catheter and reports urine output.
"The follow-up blood has not arrived yet, so we can only continue to supplement crystalloid and colloid fluids." the anesthesiologist said.
"I'll push him again!" said Dr. Tao, who was responsible for liaison with this patient.
"Thoracotomy, mid-sternal approach!"
Yang Ping gave the order to be the surgeon.
We can't wait any longer. There must still be active bleeding in the chest and abdomen, and the blood pressure has been dropping. If we wait any longer, the blood will drain out and the oil will run out!
"Thoracotomy?" Tian Yuan was stunned, but he didn't say anything. He knew Yang Ping very well now. He was calm and decisive, and his thinking was clear. If he didn't have enough confidence in this kind of surgery, he would not apply for the stage.
There are no legal issues for orthopedic surgeons performing general thoracic surgery. The registration on the practice certificate is surgery, not orthopedics. The key is that you must have this skill. Now some major trauma centers have begun to train composite trauma surgical talents.
Tianyuan believes in talent. What is talent? The direct manifestation of talent is the efficiency of learning. Others need to learn it a hundred times, but some people only need it once.
Use a large round knife to make a vertical incision along the center of the sternum to cut through the skin; then switch to the electric knife to cut through the deep fascia and sternum periosteum.
Chainsaw! Bone wax!
The bone wax was kneaded into balls by Song Zimo and placed in a curved plate for later use.
"He can actually perform combined thoracoabdominal trauma. He seems to be familiar with thoracotomy." Song Zimo followed the operation closely.
Now, in front of Song Zimo, Yang Ping is a high mountain that grows in the wind, with no peak and no altitude.
Xiao Su followed Yang Ping's rhythm accurately. As soon as Yang Ping stretched out his hand, without waiting at all, the handle of the chainsaw had already touched the palm of his hand.
Taking the electric saw, along the center of the sternum, there was a rustling sound. The syringe in Song Zimo's hand was filled with physiological saline, and he poured it along with the electric saw to reduce the local temperature increase caused by the friction between the high-speed swing of the saw blade and the bone tissue.
The sternum was cut open at the midline, and Song Zimo's bone wax had already followed up. Ball after ball of bone wax was evenly pressed against the cross section of the sternum, shaping it in one go, with an even and moderate thickness.
The bright red blood oozing from the bone surface had just appeared before it was blocked by bone wax.
The expander is inserted and the chest is opened.
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Office, temporary command post, brief silence.
"Is there any news?" County Magistrate Wu took a few puffs of a cigarette and smoked half of it.
"Not yet!" The director of the blood station didn't even blink.
He turned around and asked the health director: "Is there any problem with the signal in this room? Mobile card?"
"No problem." The health director confirmed.
The director of the blood bank tried to open the web page on another mobile phone, and the network speed was very good.
Finally, a new message popped up in the WeChat group.
"I'm at Shipo People's Hospital now!"
What a coincidence! He's in the hospital.
"He's in the hospital, he's in the hospital!" the director of the blood bank shouted like a child.
County Magistrate Wu immediately put out his cigarette butt again.
"Quick, quick! Invite someone!"
"Emergency hall, waiting area, plastic chairs, the innermost one in the first row."
Immediately afterwards, the man replied with another message.
(End of chapter)