Doctor Peerless

Chapter 48 Untitled
On May 17, 5, there was such a report that was reprinted by many media——

miracle!

The medical staff insisted on resuscitating the man, who was revived 30 minutes after he 'died'.

The patient's heartbeat, blood pressure, and respiration were all 0, and 10 minutes had passed, which met the standard of death.The hospital's emergency doctors persevered. After 25 minutes of continuous rescue and more than [-] resuscitations, the patient was miraculously 'resurrected'.

First of all, we cannot deny the fact that this patient rescue case was successful. The news media will always make mistakes in defining life and death, but the details of the report are obviously embellished.

It is a fact that the brain's tolerance to hypoxia is extremely low. Real hypoxia will cause brain cells to die within five seconds, and the brain will die in more than 15 seconds.

Some may find it strange...

No, I can still hold my breath for two or three minutes while swimming. According to this calculation, I would have died hundreds of times earlier.

In fact, there is a misunderstanding here. The meaning of hypoxia should be defined by distinguishing specific situations.

When a person is holding their breath, there is still residual oxygen in the airway and lungs. This process is called incomplete hypoxia. The residual oxygen in the body is indeed enough to support the human body for a period of time. When the residual oxygen in the body is exhausted, it reaches the ' Completely hypoxic' state.

And in this 'completely hypoxic' state, five seconds is enough for brain cells to embark on the road to death.

There are countless reports like this, and the reporting party is a well-known domestic media.

Indeed, such publicity has a positive publicity effect on medical workers and enhances positive energy.But there is still a huge drawback, which misleads readers into thinking that there is still hope for rescue three to 10 minutes after 'respiration, heartbeat, and blood pressure' return to zero.

Zhou Sheng didn't know how much time Xiaohu's grandparents spent at home, but he knew that it would take four to five minutes to run at the fastest speed of the old man with such a big and fat grandson in his arms from the community where Lao Zheng and his wife lived. .

If you add the rescue process and tracheotomy process in the clinic, the time spent here is unimaginable.

In a hurry, no one would think of counting time, and in a hurry, the flow of time seems to be speeding up unconsciously.

until the end...

The system gave the answer.

If the duration of incomplete hypoxia is longer than 10 minutes, the probability of brain cell necrosis is 99.9%.

So, was Zhou Sheng successful?
Yes, it worked!

The result of the first operation in his life, with the help of the system, was declared a success.

But for the entire rescue process, this was a great failure. Although the failure was not due to him, and he even tried his best to do everything he should do, but when facing extreme events for the first time, people’s inner feelings cannot be resolved. speech.

If Zhou Sheng had heard Cheng Huimin's words in the elevator that day, he might have understood what the dean meant.

The sense of accomplishment of saving lives and healing the wounded can only be obtained when you succeed.

On the contrary, you can imagine what kind of situation is the opposite of feeling better than marijuana.

One person's emotions are easily contagious to others, whether joy or sorrow.

Grandpa was the first person to understand his grandson. Now that I think about it... yeah, the time wasted too long.

He walked over in silence, pulled Zhou Sheng up, did not comfort him, but said: "Get up, the ground is cold."

Sister Liu couldn't help it, from being at a loss during the rescue to Zhou Yisheng's strong comeback, she thought that the chubby little guy who was not a few years younger than her son would be fine, but now——

"Yes, is it too late? Is it really too late? In your life, you tell Sister Liu!"

Zhou Shouming frowned, and wanted to reprimand him, but he hesitated to speak.

Looking back at Zhou Sheng, when he turned his head, he burst into tears: "We tried our best, maybe... there will be good results."

good result?

Bet on the possibility of 0.1?
Zhou Sheng felt that what he said was so funny.

……

West City Hospital.

The closest tertiary hospital to the clinic is three kilometers away, Sitiao Street.

The west city is underdeveloped, and the evening rush hour is rarely congested. Regardless of traffic problems, it only takes about 8 minutes to reach the hospital at normal driving speed.

The ambulance took only 6 minutes.

Picking up the car, receiving patients, and rescuing the emergency department is a mess, but the chaos is orderly.

Lao Zheng and his wife had a emotional breakdown and were stopped outside the emergency room. Only his father Zhou Congshu was questioned by the receiving doctor, and he only answered two sentences——

"Yes, the airway is blocked. The old man said it was caused by jelly when he delivered it."

"Hey's first aid method was ineffective, so we had to do a tracheotomy urgently..."

"You did it? Have a license?!"

The old man's heart skipped a beat, and he said hastily: "Yes, I do it. Can I open a clinic without a practicing certificate?"

The ENT doctor who just arrived at the side glanced at it: "So it's from the ENT? The low incision is amazing. The foreign body is blocked at the second tracheal ring. If you routinely cut 2-2 tracheal rings, it will be considered intubation." I can’t breathe even after first aid, it’s jelly! How did you find out?”

After a brief exclamation, the old man was sent out under the amazed eyes of a group of doctors.

But he was also confused.

Carefully recalling the knowledge about the trachea that had been thrown into no one's brain for a long time, I was also shocked.

In that case, who can think about where the jelly is stuck?
In his panic, the son probably didn't count the tracheal rings, and went under the knife directly.

This is...

Blind cat meets dead mouse?

Inside the emergency department.

Old Zheng and his wife were still crying, Mrs. Zheng was already crazy, almost insane. Fortunately, when she saw Zhou Congshu, she didn't punch and kick again. Her emotions were not enough to support her to think normally, even Before, I was immersed in panic and self-blame.

Old man Zheng still had some logic. Zhou Congshu and the nurse tried to persuade him to get Zheng's son's phone number. Just two old people can't make decisions in the hospital.

The call was made by a nurse, and Zhou Congshu didn't interrupt.

The first aid is over, and now he has to think about the problem from a realistic point of view.

Once the knife is cut, there will be involvement. The extent of the trouble caused by the clinic depends on the final rescue results and the attitude of the Zheng family.And more importantly...

As the old man said, one thing must be killed——

It was Zhou Congshu who moved the knife, not Zhou Sheng! !

……

About half an hour.

Zheng's son and daughter-in-law arrived late.

In the city of Qinzhong, the speed from work to the hospital not far from home is already considered fast.

The rescue is still going on...

At this time, Zhou Congshu took the initiative to tell all the things that happened.

The son and daughter-in-law did not express their views, and they were in a state of hesitation and confusion. It was not until another 10 minutes later that the otolaryngologist who had talked to Zhou Congshu came out and called out: "Family, Zheng Have Xiaohu's family members arrived..."

The daughter-in-law stopped her parents from passing, and the son of Zheng's family hurried up to meet her, and walked towards the office with the doctor.

Zhou Congshu thought for a while, and followed until he reached the door: "Let me listen in? I'm an emergency doctor."

The man stared at Zhou Congshu, how could he not understand his thoughts?
It took a lot of courage to use a knife for emergency treatment in the clinic, and behind this courage came a huge responsibility. As a doctor, he could understand Zhou Congshu's worries, so he let him follow in.

In the office, the doctor brought two glasses of water to the two of them, heaved a sigh of relief, and then turned to the topic——

"The situation is hard to say for the time being, but the vital signs have stabilized."

Hearing this, the son of Zheng's family breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, there should be hope if the vital signs have stabilized, and the doctor's wording is not 'temporary', but already.

But Zhou Congshu's expression was not clear. During the 10 minutes of waiting, he had already anticipated various outcomes. As a doctor, he knew the seriousness of the problems caused by prolonged hypoxia.

But now, he is not easy to speak, everything has to wait for the doctor to tell.

The son of Zheng's family is impatient. He is 27 or [-] years old and full of vigor and blood. Just when he feels that he can bear all the pressure and stand upright: "Doctor, just tell us, as long as the person is still alive, what kind of result will we have?" Both are acceptable."

The doctor looked at him meaningfully, but remained silent for a few seconds. The matter was not as simple as the family members thought, but the doctor's order was always given——

"Long-term brain hypoxia will lead to brain cell necrosis. Judging from the current situation, the child has lost the function of spontaneous breathing and needs to be given oxygen by a ventilator. This involves a medical concept. After brain cell necrosis, it will lead to Two outcomes..."

"One is the vegetative state we often say, the brain still has low-level reflexes, and there is a possibility of awakening."

"The other is that there is no reflex, and it is in a state of brain death, but it can also rely on the ventilator to complete the functional circulation of the human body. However, based on current science, the possibility of the patient waking up is zero."

"For the time being, we believe that the result is the former, and the brain waves still exist, but the patient is too young, and the brain and body functions are not fully developed. No one can guarantee whether it will deteriorate in the future. Do you...understand?"

understand?
Zheng's son told the doctor with body language, and he understood.

The man who was upright just a moment ago fell down like a puddle of mud this second. Tears welled up in his eyes. The wailing resounded through the room, penetrated the door, and echoed throughout the emergency department...

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