I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 63 The Emergency in the Library

Shen Xiaorong and Jing Xiaoran performed chest compressions and artificial respiration in a ratio of 30:2.

That is, 30 chest compressions, followed by 2 artificial respirations.

It was noon.

The scorching sun radiated its heat mercilessly, sweat was already oozing from Shen Xiaorong's forehead.

"Student, let's change it." Shen Xiaorong, who was doing chest compressions, said, "My hands are a little sore, and the effect of the compressions may not be very good."

"Okay!" Jing Xiaoran is not a hypocritical person. As an emergency doctor in his previous life, he knows best how exhausting cardiopulmonary resuscitation is, let alone Shen Xiaorong is a woman.

Jing Xiaoran replaced Shen Xiaorong, and he began to perform chest compressions.

He memorized every point of chest compressions.

Find the midpoint of the line connecting the old man's two breasts, put the heel of the left palm close to the midpoint of the patient's chest, cross and overlap the hands, raise the five fingers of the left hand, and straighten the arms.

Using the strength of the upper body, press hard 30 times, the speed must be at least 100-120 times/min, and the pressing depth should be at least 5-6 cm.

During the compression process, the heel of the palm should not leave the chest wall, so as not to cause fluctuations in the compression position and cause rib fractures.

"call……"

After Jing Xiaoran performed 30 chest compressions, Shen Xiaorong also performed artificial respiration twice without hesitation.

The originally messy and noisy library suddenly became quiet. Everyone stared at the two people who were being rescued, and a strange thought arose in everyone's mind.

These two people are not like teachers and students, but rather like experienced doctors.

The cardiopulmonary resuscitation was carried out in an orderly manner with the cooperation of Jing Xiaoran and Shen Xiaorong. After every five cycles (every 30 chest compressions and 2 artificial respirations count as one cycle), Jing Xiaoran checked whether the old man's breathing and pulse had recovered.

But until the ambulance arrived, the old man's breathing and pulse showed no signs of recovery.

"Hurry up and send the old man to the ambulance." The doctor following the ambulance said, "Fortunately, he fainted in the medical school. He has been undergoing cardiopulmonary resuscitation and there is hope for a cure."

Paramedics transferred the elderly man to an ambulance and quickly rushed him to the nearest hospital.

The teachers and students who were onlookers dispersed, and began to re-enter the report on the start of school.

The cleaning staff of the library cleaned the ground and moved the bulletin board to another part of the library.

And the senior Zhang Tao was taken away by the school leaders who rushed over for questioning.

About Zhang Tao.

Jing Xiaoran judged that he must bear some responsibility, because everyone can prove that the old man got sick after quarreling with him, and had a direct connection with him.

But he only needs to bear civil liability, not criminal responsibility.

In other words, Zhang Tao may need to lose money, but he does not need to go to jail.

Shen Xiaorong sat on the steps in front of the library exhausted, looking at Jing Xiaoran with a faint smile on her face.

"Student, are you a freshman this year?"

"Hi teacher, I am a freshman majoring in clinical practice this year, in the second clinical class, Jing Xiaoran." Jing Xiaoran said slowly while sitting beside Shen Xiaorong.

Shen Xiaorong was slightly astonished, and then the smile on her face became wider, and she said, "I am the counselor of the second clinical class, Shen Xiaorong."

……

After the two chatted, Shen Xiaorong was very satisfied with the new student in her class.

Regardless of his academic performance, judging from his performance at the rescue site today, he is far from being evaluated by the standards of ordinary students.

This is something that teachers in many medical schools around cannot do, even though many teachers in medical schools have neglected clinical practice for a long time.

Shen Xiaorong took a short break and then walked towards the awning. She still had to continue the work of reporting freshmen.

Jing Xiaoran sat on the steps of the library, lowered his head and prepared to take out mineral water from his backpack to rinse his mouth.

Suddenly, a bottle of water appeared in his sight, to be precise, a chubby hand handed over a bottle of water.

Jing Xiaoran raised his head.

This is a fat girl with baby fat on her face. She is pushing a suitcase in her left hand and holding a bottle of mineral water in her right hand.

"Student, here it is."

Jing Xiaoran was taken aback, then refused with a smile: "Thank you, I have."

He took out a bottle of mineral water from his bag and nodded to the fat girl.

"Okay." The fat girl withdrew her hand, "You were too good just now."

After speaking, the fat girl waved her hand and left.

This chubby girl came and went in a hurry, Jing Xiaoran looked at her back somewhat inexplicably.

At this moment, Ji Ying walked over pushing the suitcase, her little face was nervous, and she was no longer naughty and cute as before.

"Let's go, let's report." Jing Xiaoran said.

"I..." Ji Ying lowered her head, clutching the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, "Is it because of me... that this happened..."

"Don't think too much, it's not because of you." Jing Xiaoran comforted, "If the senior or the old man had a better temper and gave in to each other, this thing wouldn't have happened."

"However, if you have time, I still go to comfort the senior. Although he is responsible for this matter, he is also innocent."

"Yeah." Ji Ying's face looked better, but she was still undecided.

Jing Xiaoran and Ji Ying walked towards the awning of the School of Basic Medicine together.

Shen Xiaorong had already cleaned herself up, and sat in front of the reporting office again, her face returned to the previous coldness.

"Students, gather tomorrow in Room 8, Building 602 at [-]:[-] pm." Shen Xiaorong said to a boy in front of her, "Now go to the dormitory building to report, the aunt on the first floor will assign you a dormitory."

"Thank you, teacher."

The boy dragged his suitcase and left with his father.

Jing Xiaoran stepped forward, handed over his acceptance letter, and said, "Mr. Shen, I'm here to report."

A slight smile appeared on Shen Xiaorong's cold face, she took Jing Xiaoran's acceptance letter, and said, "Is there any relative in the family who is a doctor?"

"Ah?" Jing Xiaoran didn't react for a while, and nodded after a while, "Well, there is a doctor at home."

"No wonder your technique is very professional and skilled." Shen Xiaorong laughed.

"En." Jing Xiaoran nodded calmly, this time he had to lie again.

He understood what Shen Xiaorong meant, it was impossible for a person without any medical background and he had not been exposed to medical education to be able to do so much.

"I've registered for you. We will gather tomorrow in Room 8, Building 612 at [-]:[-] pm. Don't be late." Shen Xiaorong instructed, "You can take a stroll around the school in the next two days. The scenery and the hardware facilities of the classrooms are not bad.”

Jing Xiaoran nodded.

"Go to the dormitory building, register with the dormitory teacher on the first floor, and she will arrange a dormitory for you. Register early, and you can get a good dormitory." Shen Xiaorong said.

"Thank you, teacher."

Some teachers around who didn't participate in the rescue looked at Shen Xiaorong in surprise. When did this cold teacher, Shen, care so much about a freshman?

Jing Xiaoran retreated from the awning, only to find that Ji Ying was still standing there.

"Why don't you report it?" Jing Xiaoran asked doubtfully.

"Wait for you to finish." Ji Ying pouted and said, "You haven't finished yet, how can I report it?"

(End of this chapter)