Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 135
"Doctor, please let me see how my father is doing!"

The doctor holding the knife stared at Meng Tang with complicated eyes, and refused for two seconds.

What can a seven or eight year old girl know?
Although she spoke very professionally, it is a doctor's instinct to be in awe of life. For a moment just now, he almost agreed to the request.

As a doctor, you should do your best, not crooked ways!
"Doctor Chen, pull her out!"

"Aspirations don't lie in old age, talent doesn't lie in youth. Since you have nothing to do, why don't you agree to let me try? He is my father, and I won't harm him!"

The attending doctor said with a straight face: "Little girl, you don't even have the height of the operating table! This is the operating room, if you don't want to delay the rescue time, you can mess around as much as you want."

Every minute and every second on the operating table is golden time, every minute she delays, the patient is in danger, if not for wearing sterile clothes, he would have thrown her out early.

The beeping sound of the machine kept beeping, which disturbed the whole room.

The seriously injured man frowned and opened his eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure not far away, and said with trembling lips, "Doctor, let my daughter have a look!"

Seeing that the patient seemed to be awake, the attending doctor asked dissatisfiedly: "Nonsense! Dr. Chen, is the anesthesia dose too low?"

The person woke up before the operation?
"I'll add more."

Meng Tang trotted to the attending doctor and retorted: "No, we can't continue to add anesthetics. My dad took clopidogrel some time ago, and it hasn't been a week. He has already lost a lot of blood. If he continues to add anesthetics, There could be a lot of blood loss."

"Doctor Chen, why haven't you pulled her out yet?"

Humble Dr. Chen: "Director, she seems to understand, why don't you let her take a look."

Anyway, there is no cure, it is better to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor!
The injured patient was the most seriously injured among the four, but because he was brought up later than the others, the golden period of treatment was delayed. They were just discussing whether to adopt a conservative treatment or a radical treatment.

The patient was knocked down by gravity in an active state, and the limbs and sternum were fractured to varying degrees. In addition, the occipital lobe and brainstem area of ​​the patient's head were also squeezed.

Extremity fractures can be treated with conservative reduction and recuperation, but the sternum is not. Just now, using instruments to detect, it was found that the patient had [-] or [-] rib fractures, and it was a comminuted fracture. ··
The environment is not good, the machinery and equipment are not good, and the conditions and facilities are not up to standard. In short, it is very difficult to do!

The occipital lobe is responsible for language, vision, motion perception, and abstract concepts, etc., and the brainstem area is responsible for temperature regulation. If the patient has a high fever and cannot use drugs during the operation, he may die directly on the operating table. There are many concerns.

It stands to reason that there should be no outsiders in the operating room, but the little girl is the patient's own daughter. Since she has already broken in and knows some medical knowledge, maybe she will have a different opinion?
The attending doctor sternly shouted: "Idlers are not allowed to enter the operating room, get out!"

Dr. Chen saw the attending doctor's face turned dark and displeased, and hurriedly urged: "Little girl, get out!"

Opening Dr. Chen's hand with a cold face, Meng Tang calmly ordered: "His complexion is blue, his limbs are slightly distorted, his blood supply is probably insufficient, and his limbs are slightly fractured; look at his lips trembling, and his forehead is dripping with cold sweat. Hypothermia state. Treat the brain wound first, add anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs, and open a double-layer venous channel at the same time, if there is a drop in heart rate and blood pressure, add vasopressors in time."

"The chest rises and falls slowly, and it seems to be slightly collapsed. The chest needs to be opened and cleaned, and the chest is pressurized and bandaged. The most important thing is to give him a blood transfusion immediately."

"He is in a critical condition and won't last long. Please hurry up and operate. If something happens during the operation, you can focus on the symptoms and save your life."

Doctors in the operating room:·····
In the 80s, the medical facilities were not perfect, and it was a great fortune to have an operating room as far as the sanitation could. She had just observed her father's mental state and found that his condition was critical, and in his current condition, it was not suitable for him to be transferred to another hospital in the city. died on the way.

Before she was reborn, she worked in the operating room of the hospital and performed three or four operations almost every day. After tempering, her medical skills were at least more experienced than theirs.

Looking up at the attending doctor with serious expression and deep frown, Meng Tang showed her forearm.

"There is no blood bank in the town, but blood can be collected and transfused directly. I am his daughter, and I can directly transfuse my blood in!"

"Go to the nurse's station, we're going to start the surgery!"

"Okay, thank you!"

Meng Tang bowed her waist to thank her, then trotted away.

The doctors in the operating room looked at the attending doctor who took a deep breath, and anxiously asked: "Doctor Sun, what should I do next?"

The patient's breathing became weaker and weaker, and the blood pressure continued to drop, and there was no longer any delay.

If there is no operation, he will die before the operation!
The surgeons closed slowly, and the quiet operating room was instantly bustling. Dr. Sun ordered in an orderly manner: "Dr. Chen, you can open another vein for him; Xiao Zhang, go to the storage room and get two pieces of ice and put them next to the pillow with a towel." "Xiao Wang, go to the disinfection room to get the scalpel for opening the chest, and notify the nurse at the nurse station to collect blood, and you must prepare [-] milliliters."

"it is good!"

The doctors were ordered, and they did not talk nonsense, and carried out their tasks one after another.

As soon as Meng Tang came out of the operating room, she was pulled back by Li Guiying with red and swollen eyes, and hurriedly asked: "Tangtang, why did you go in! Did you see your dad? How is he? Did the doctor say when the operation will end?"

"Mom, don't worry. Good people are rewarded. Dad is honest and loyal. He must be blessed."

"What are you going to do?"

Her arm was suddenly pulled, and she looked up at her mother's frightened eyes. Meng Tang's heart trembled, and she explained in a warm voice: "The doctor asked me to go to the nurse's station downstairs, Mom, you go and wash your face first, I will come up in a while. "

Seeing Meng Tang flustered, seeming to have something hidden in his heart, Zhou Liang comforted: "Auntie, I will wait at the door with you."

"Brother Liang, please stay with my mother!"

Treading and running downstairs, half an hour later, the two saw a doctor in a white coat entering the operating room with two big blood bags.

Zhou Liang looked at the blood bag with burning eyes, something seemed to explode in his mind, and he suddenly stood up from the chair.

"Little Liang, what's wrong?"

"Auntie, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Go!"

Turning around and running downstairs, Da Da ran downstairs to the nurse's station, Zhou Liang asked anxiously.

Knowing that Meng Tang was resting in the innermost room, Zhou Liang ran over sweating profusely.

Pushing open the door, the petite girl was lying on the chair with a pale complexion, her messy hair limply stuck to her scalp, her thin arms were wrapped in white gauze, and bright red blood stains could be seen faintly on the gauze.

The girl seemed to be extremely tired, she shut up and rested, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she opened her eyelids tremblingly.

"Brother Liang, you are here, where is my mother?"

The weak voice fluttered and flickered, as if it was close at hand, but also as if it was far away.

Zhou Liang walked into the room carefully, and looked at Meng Tang with a bitter smile.

"Tangtang, why don't you tell me that you want to draw blood?"

"It's okay. The nurse saw that I was young and only smoked [-]ml. I'll be fine after a short rest!"

Zhou Liang held Meng Tang's hand distressedly, staring at her with pity: "Tangtang, does it hurt?"

"It's inevitable that the night will be dark, and there will be light when we move forward. As long as Dad is fine, I won't hurt!"

　Love you, is the world!
　　Do not love, is the flowing years!
　　Ahhh, I really like these chapters, they are realistic and artistic, as expected of me.

　　I think even if no one reads it, so what, I will keep writing it anyway!

　　
　
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