Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 137
Seeing her father lying on the bed calmly, Meng Tang nodded and replied, "It's just fur!"

"Not only that, little girl, if you hadn't reminded me, your father... would be in danger!"

During the operation, the patient's blood pressure once dropped to a low value. If it weren't for the construction of two venous channels and the preparation of a lot of vasopressors in advance, the patient might have died during the operation!

Every minute and every second during the operation is a golden period, especially in the middle of the operation, any mistake will lead to the death of the patient. In addition to the patient's blood pressure being too low, during the operation, the patient's heart rate and pulse were once connected to the line. Cardiopulmonary resuscitation, people, I'm afraid I can't keep it.

That's all, and more!
During the operation, all kinds of small accidents appeared one after another. You must know that any small accident during the operation will lead to the death of the patient. Thanks to the little girl who reminded her early, otherwise after an accident happened, they would go to prepare the medicine, and they might have died.

Dr. Sun looked into Meng Tang's clear eyes, and said solemnly: "The patient's vital signs are stable right now, but you should be clear that tonight is the key. If he can survive, his body will slowly recover in the future, but if he survives Don't go over, the light one is a 'living dead', the serious one...you know!"

"Well, thank you doctor."

Looking at the girl's tear-stained face, Dr. Sun's eyes flashed strangely: "Dr. Chen, I'm on duty tonight, you go home and rest."

"what?"

It's not that Dr. Sun never changes shifts, why is he so talkative tonight?
Dr. Chen confusedly took off the disposable cap on his head, muttering to himself.

"Thank you, doctor!" Meng Tang bowed down to thank him.

"You're welcome, if you have nothing to do at night, you can find me in the doctor's office."

"?"

Looking at the back of Dr. Sun leaving, Meng Tang was very puzzled.

"Sister, go downstairs and call Mom."

"Ok!"

After some tossing, everyone carried Meng Huaqing, who was covered in white bandages, onto the bed.

After paying the hospitalization fee, Li Guiying looked at her unconscious husband sadly, tears streaming down her face.

Meng Tang and Meng Jie accompanied her to persuade her, but Li Guiying was immersed in the information told by the doctor, and could not stop her choked crying no matter how much she persuaded her.

Seeing this, Meng Tang sighed helplessly.

"Mom, I'm going out to buy some food."

"Sister, I'll go with you."

Walking on the street with the money given by her mother, Meng Tang sighed melancholy as she looked at the dark night.

Meng Jie turned left and looked right. Except for the incandescent lamp at the entrance of the alley, he saw no other lights. He couldn't help muttering: "There seems to be no restaurant near here."

"Brother, we will go back later!"

"it is good."

The two sat slumped on the ground, looking at the sky in silence.

The breeze blows on the face, but Meng Tang can always smell the smell of blood floating in the air.

After a while, Meng Jie choked with sobs and asked, "Sister, our dad will definitely survive tonight, right?"

"Ok!"

"If he can't make it through, what shall we do?" Eye circles were red, and Meng Jie's chapped lips trembled unnaturally.

Weeping in a low voice like a knife pulling a nerve, Meng Tang sighed: "Brother, let's go back to the ward and watch!"

Walking heavily to the door of the ward, Meng Tang looked at Li Guiying, who was in a stable mood, and silently clenched her fists.

The family will never leave!

In the middle of the night, Meng Tang sat on a small bench with her legs crossed and stared at her. Suddenly there was a loud noise, Meng Tang opened her eyes and ran to her father in a panic on the hospital bed.

Nervously measure blood pressure, body temperature, and check vital signs!
Li Guiying, who was lying beside the bed, heard the movement and woke up instantly: "Tangtang, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, my dad is doing well!"

"Hey, you take a break, and it's good for Mom to watch."

"Ok!"

Sitting obediently on the chair, Meng Tang looked up at the pitch-black window.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and the wind was bleak.

The lush branches swayed wildly, and seemed to break off the branches in the next second, quietly watching the window as if the end of the world was coming, there was a bang, a thunder exploded, and then heavy rain poured down.

In the middle of the night, drowsiness swept over, but Meng Tang was different from others, extremely excited.

The danger is coming, she has to hold on!

In the middle of the night, the patient's ghost gate is closed.

No matter what monsters and monsters it is, you can't skip a step!
Slightly turning her head to look at her father lying on the bed, breathing well, Meng Tang gently moved the chair.

Cover the big hand with the small hand, and rub it hard towards the tiger's mouth.

The stable period has passed, and as long as he stays up until dawn, his father will be safe and sound.

I don't know if it's the legend that the little ghost seduces people in the middle of the night, or the immune mechanism of the human body will be lowered in the middle of the night, and many patients will die slowly in the middle of the night.

Dad, don't have a fever!

Gently rubbing the acupoints, suddenly, Meng Huaqing, who was lying silently on the hospital bed, twisted his body slightly, and his mouth seemed to be murmuring unconsciously.

Immediately aware of the abnormality, Meng Tang yelled while supporting Meng Huaqing's body, "Mom, go and call the doctor!"

"Oh!"

"Dad, can you hear me? I'm Tangtang, you're not feeling well, don't move around!"

After three seconds, Dr. Sun anxiously entered the ward with a stethoscope: "Are you awake?"

"Doctor Sun, my dad may have a fever!"

The stethoscope was placed on Meng Huaqing's chest. Two minutes later, Dr. Sun put the thermometer under his armpit.

"39 degrees! Little girl, go to the nurse's station and get two pieces of ice."

"No, it's raining heavily outside, and the temperature in the environment is dropping. My dad will definitely have a high fever. If it's just an ice pack, it won't be able to cool down. Dr. Sun, can I go to the nurse's station to borrow some alcohol?"

"can!"

Borrowing alcohol from the nurse's station, Meng Tang rubbed the soles of Meng Huaqing's feet, palms, and underarms with alcohol.

In the case of persistent high fever, especially when the temperature soars above 38°C, physical cooling should be used as much as possible. The safest way is to wipe the patient's palms, feet, armpits, elbow fossa, and thigh roots with warm water. Alcohol also has a cooling effect, and More functional, but it comes with some risks.

The alcohol became hot under constant rubbing, and each part was rubbed for about two to three minutes. After 3 minutes, the temperature was measured again, and the high temperature had dropped to about 15 degrees five.

Meng Tang looked up and saw Dr. Sun whose eyes were black and blue, and sincerely dissuaded him: "Dr. Sun, go back and rest first, I will probably call you later."

"Ok!"

Not long after, Meng Huaqing's body became hot again, and Dr. Sun came and went, tossing and turning several times throughout the night.

One of them was the most dangerous. Meng Huaqing woke up from a coma and stared at them dully. If Dr. Sun hadn't noticed the change in his pupils and diagnosed and treated him in time, he might not have overcome the difficulty.

There were pots of warm water in the ward, and Li Guiying cried one after another, until the heavy rain stopped and the morning glow was ten thousand miles away, and the few people were relieved.

But after breakfast, the unconscious Meng Huaqing suddenly vomited uncomfortably.

Dr. Sun, who had just changed his clothes and was about to leave, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

　July is like a turning point in life!
　　A friend once said that ability does not mean willpower, and we must work hard in the next month!
　　What kind of achievement a person wants to achieve must make corresponding efforts. In a word, only if you work hard, can you achieve your wish.

　　Time is just right, don't waste it!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)