I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 30 Xiaoxiao is critically ill
Today, the vast number of elementary and middle school students finally have a holiday!

Early in the morning, Jing Xiaoran prepared to go out after washing up as usual.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm going out. There is breakfast on the table, remember to eat it!"

There was no response from the room, Jing Xiaoran stopped in his tracks.

Although this little girl likes to sleep late, every time she goes out by herself, she will agree.

Jing Xiaoran knocked on Xiaoxiao's room door and shouted: "Xiaoxiao... brother is gone?"

There was still no sound in the room.

"I remember Xiaoxiao went to bed very early last night..."

Jing Xiaoran slowly opened the door and found Xiaoxiao curled up in the corner beside the bed.

"Xiaoxiao? Little lazy pig!"

"Eat the cone!"

"Brother bought a cone!"

However, Xiaoxiao still didn't respond, Jing Xiaoran's heart tightened, and he walked quickly to Xiaoxiao's bed.

I saw Xiaoxiao holding the blanket with her little hands, her eyes closed tightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her lips were a little blue, and fine sweat was oozing from her fair forehead.

"Brother... I... feel uncomfortable..."

She subconsciously called Jing Xiaoran, her thin body trembled involuntarily under the blanket.

"Xiao Xiao!"

When Jing Xiaoran saw Xiaoxiao's state, he realized that the situation was not good, Xiaoxiao might be ill!
He remembered that in his previous life Xiaoxiao had an illness one month after he entered university, so he paid special attention to Xiaoxiao's physical condition during this time.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be ignored!
"Damn it!" Jing Xiaoran regretted that he had been busy with cram school during this period, thus ignoring Xiaoxiao.

He immediately put Xiaoxiao on the bed and checked her vital signs.

"Rapid heartbeat, shortness of breath, cyanosis of lips and nail beds."

These are typical manifestations of acute congenital heart attack.If it lasts for a long time, severe dyspnea will lead to hypoxia in the heart, brain, liver, kidney and other organs, resulting in irreversible damage.

Jing Xiaoran quickly took out his phone and called the 120 ambulance.

"Hello, hello, No. 120 Yishui North Road, a 7-year-old girl, has an acute attack of congenital heart disease, and is currently suffering from severe breathing difficulties. The address is..."

After briefly describing Xiaoxiao's situation, Jing Xiaoran hung up the phone.

"elder brother……"

Xiaoxiao shouted subconsciously, she covered her chest with one hand, and her body curled up tightly again.

"Brother...I'm so uncomfortable..."

Jing Xiaoran quickly lay down beside Xiaoxiao, and reached out to grab Xiaoxiao's little hand.

"Brother is here, Xiaoxiao don't be afraid."

Jing Xiaoran trembled all over, he didn't know what he could do now.

Xiaoxiao is currently in a state where she can no longer take medicine, otherwise her respiratory tract and airway may be obstructed in a state of confusion.

"what can I do!"

"I studied medicine for more than ten years, but in the end I couldn't even save my own sister!"

Xiaoxiao's breathing became more and more rapid, foam even leaked from the corners of her mouth, and her limbs trembled more and more.

Jing Xiaoran held Xiaoxiao's cold little hand tightly, felt her fear and anxiety, and his heart was also icy cold.

He prayed for the ambulance to come quickly, and he prayed for doctors and nurses to come with professional treatment equipment.

Jing Xiaoran has been paying attention to Xiaoxiao's life, observing her breathing, feeling her pulse and heartbeat.

Suddenly, Xiaoxiao's thin body stopped shaking, and her mouth and nose stopped breathing.

Respiratory and cardiac arrest!

Jing Xiaoran's eyes were about to burst, he didn't have time to think about anything else, he quickly put Xiaoxiao flat on the bed, and knelt beside the bed.

First use the head-up-chin-lift method to open the airway, and then press a single palm on Xiaoxiao's chest to start cardiopulmonary resuscitation. (CPR for 1-8 years old is single palm pressing.)
Jing Xiaoran's mind went blank, he subconsciously carried out the pressing movements in his hands, every time he pressed 30 times, he gave artificial respiration, and then observed whether Xiaoxiao's breathing and heartbeat recovered.

The only thing in his mind was cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and he didn't dare to have any other thoughts.

One loop, two loops...five loops...

Jing Xiaoran pressed tirelessly, the sweat on his forehead had already soaked his clothes.

Every time he presses it, Jing Xiaoran's heart feels as if he is dying.He desperately stopped his distracting thoughts, held back tears, and completed every movement engraved in his bones.

"Ding ding ding..."

The phone rang countless times, but he didn't answer it, let alone have time to answer it.

The soreness from his hands clearly told him that he had pressed for many cycles, but Xiaoxiao's breathing and heartbeat never recovered.

"Xiaoxiao! Hold on, brother will buy you lots and lots of cones."

After pressing again and again, the tears in Jing Xiaoran's eyes could no longer hold, this is the second time since he was reborn that he shed tears.

The first time was because of Xiaoxiao, and the second time was also because of Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao, brother made a promise with you, if I cry again, I will buy you a lot of cones."

"Brother lost this time, and will buy you a lot of cones."

"You must wake up...Xiaoxiao..."

Jing Xiaoran burst into tears, looking at Xiaoxiao's pale and bloodless face, his heart seemed to have been cut by a sharp knife.

"boom……"

The door of the house was pushed open, and Liu Baoche ran in wearing a nurse.

They rushed into the door and saw Jing Xiaoran who was doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Liu Baoche carefully looked at the person in front of him, it was him?

The boy who reminded himself twice in the hospital, once in the emergency department and once in the ICU.

"Breathing airbag! Get the breathing airbag!"

Jing Xiaoran roared angrily, he didn't care that the doctor in front of him was seen before.

Liu Baoche subconsciously handed over the breathing airbag.

"I didn't ask you to give me the breathing airbag!"

"I want you to pinch the airbag for my sister!"

"Hurry up!"

Jing Xiaoran's voice was hoarse, and tears had already covered his face.

"Let me press it, you pinch the airbag!"

Liu Baoche pushed Zai Jing Xiaoran away and quickly took his place.

Jing Xiaoran didn't insist, in this case ensuring effective compression is the most important thing, he immediately put the breathing airbag on Xiaoxiao's mouth and nose.

After 30 compressions each time, Jing Xiaoran quickly squeezed the breathing airbag, but did not follow the 30:2 rule.

Liu Baoche glanced at it, and then shouted to the nurse beside him, "Quickly push an adrenaline! Open the venous access!"

The nurse immediately started to move her hands.

"Boom..."

"Boom...boom..."

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The faint beating sound came from the stethoscope, which seemed out of reach, but to Jing Xiaoran, it was the sound of nature!

"The heartbeat has recovered!" Jing Xiaoran shouted excitedly, letting tears rage on his face.

"No need to press, continue to ventilate!"

Jing Xiaoran continued to press the airbag, Liu Baoche and the nurse set up the stretcher, slowly transferred Xiaoxiao onto the stretcher, and sent her to the ambulance.

The arrival of the ambulance has already alarmed the neighbors. Uncle Wang next door called Jing's father and Jing's mother. They are on their way to the hospital.

Ambulances in the county are not equipped with ventilators, only simple rescue drugs and breathing airbags.

After getting into the car, the nurse took over from Jing Xiaoran and continued to squeeze the breathing airbag.

Xiaoxiao lay on a stretcher with a monitor attached to her body. Although her breathing and heartbeat were weak, she had fully recovered, but her consciousness was not yet clear.

Jing Xiaoran stared at Xiaoxiao, his tense mind relaxed, but when he thought of Xiaoxiao's current state, he became a little anxious.

Xiaoxiao's illness is so severe this time, if the operation is not performed in time, the more it is delayed, the more dangerous it will be, and even the operation will have no effect.

"Your sister?" Liu Baoche said while sitting beside Jing Xiaoran after checking Xiaoxiao.

"Ah."

It was only then that Jing Xiaoran discovered that this doctor was the one he met in the emergency department and ICU.

"We are destined to meet each other three times. Thank you for the last time in the ICU." Liu Bao said, "My name is Liu Baoche."

"Jing Xiaoran, you're welcome." Jing Xiaoran leaned against the car window, "Thank you this time, you came in time."

"You made a mistake just now. The standard for compression and ventilation is 30:2! You squeezed the airbag too fast." Liu Bao said.

It seems that the young man in front of him doesn't know everything. The ratio of compressions to breathing is 30:2, that is to say, 30 compressions and 2 ventilations. This is common sense in medicine.

"That's written in the book. How many people have you saved according to this standard? At a critical moment, rapid ventilation is the most important thing!" Jing Xiaoran said, of course he knew the 30:2 standard.

But the first time he used this standard in clinical practice to help a patient hold his breath with the standard of 30:2, he was taught a lesson by the professor who taught him at that time.

The professor who led the teaching practiced it himself, quickly pressed and pinched the breathing airbag with a very non-standard method in the textbook, and finally the patient's spontaneous breathing gradually recovered, and told him that if the 30:2 standard mentioned in the book is followed, the patient may I can't live anymore.

"Listen to you, you have saved a lot of people with this non-standard method?" Liu Baoche asked with a half-smile.

Jing Xiaoran glanced at Liu Baoche and ignored him.

"Ding ding ding..."

The phone rang again, Jing Xiaoran took out the old man's phone, and the caller ID was Father Jing.

"Hey, Xiao Ran, how is Xiaoxiao doing?" Father Jing's eager voice came from the phone.

"Dad, don't worry, Xiaoxiao's condition is stable, she's in the ambulance, and she's going to the emergency department of the county hospital right away."

"Okay, your mother and I are on our way to the hospital, please contact me anytime you need anything!"

"Ah."

Just as he hung up Father Jing's call, Jin Miao called.

"Xiao Ran, class has already started, why haven't you come? I called several times, but you didn't answer, what happened?"

After picking up the phone, I heard a series of inquiries from Jin Miao.

"Jin Zi, something happened to Xiaoxiao, I'm on my way to the hospital."

"Ah? Something happened to Xiaoxiao?" Jin Miao was obviously taken aback.

"Well, it's stable now, but I may not be able to go to cram school soon." Jing Xiaoran said.

"Don't worry, I'm here. I'll go to the hospital to see Xiaoxiao after class in the evening."

"Okay, let's do this first, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Xiaoran continued to stare at the monitor beside Xiaoxiao. Fortunately, various indicators such as breathing and heartbeat tended to be stable.

"Your sister has congenital heart disease?" Liu Baoche asked suddenly.

"Ah."

"Why don't you have an operation? The best age is about to pass, and the onset will become more and more frequent in the future."

"No money."

Liu Baoche sighed, he glanced at Xiaoxiao on the stretcher, such a cute little girl, what a pity.

(End of this chapter)