Businesswomen such as the doctor of the rebirth space

Chapter 102
Er Er, slightly relieved, fortunately, there is still time.

In such a short while, the stretcher has been sent to the old doctor's outpatient department.

The old doctor had gotten the news a long time ago, and stood at the door early in the morning, looking at the stretcher with a serious expression.

Seeing the stretcher trolley approaching, he hurriedly followed it, pushed the stretcher trolley himself, and said loudly, "Hurry up and send it to the operating room, and arrange disinfection immediately. I'll perform the surgery!"

Then, as if he had thought of something, he added: "The little girl surnamed Ye will go into the operating room with me."

Ye Chen was taken aback for a moment, then ecstatically, followed.

This is the second test for the old doctor who initially trusted her.

While wearing the sterile gown in the cubicle, Ye Chen was still thinking about how she would deal with this patient if it were her.

As we all know, trauma is the weakness of traditional Chinese medicine. In the absence of disinfection equipment in ancient Chinese medicine, the mortality rate of burns was almost as high as 80.00%.

Almost more than half of them died due to lack of effective nursing methods, leading to wound infection.

Therefore, although the knowledge she has learned can cure this major disease, it must not be as fast and safe as Western medicine.

This is an inherent drawback of Chinese medicine, and she cannot eradicate it by herself.

Ye Chen worriedly put on the mask, and suddenly realized that the old doctor gave her a chance to learn.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help pulling herself together, clenched her fists, and walked into the operating room.

A huge shadowless lamp hangs above the hospital bed, clearly illuminating the entire patient's wound.Scalpels, forceps, trays and other surgical equipment of various sizes were placed along the hospital bed.

The old doctor hurried in from the other side, wearing a sterile suit and a white mask, followed by a row of doctors ranging from 20 to 40 years old.

The doctors were a little surprised when they saw Ye Chen, but seeing that the old doctor didn't say anything, they swallowed the words back.

Time is urgent and there is no room for delay.

Soon, everyone is in their places.

It was the first time for Ye Chen to enter the operating room, and he didn't try his best. He stood at the back, watched the old doctor perform the operation, and helped pass a pliers and a tray from time to time.

The old doctor noticed and nodded slightly.

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Ye Chen really wanted to praise the old doctor's skills like an art performance.

The movements are skilled, smooth and flowing, without any hindrance.

Everyone looked solemn, and no one spoke.

Each department is well-coordinated, and the entire operating room is like a huge gear running fast.

The little nurse has already wiped the sweat of the old doctor four times. Finally, the operation is coming to an end.

The basic hemostasis, disinfection, and suturing of the bulk of the blood vessels have been done, and the rest is only the finishing touches.

In the operating room, everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, the patient's electrocardiogram suddenly fluctuated violently, almost after the heart beat reached the highest speed in an instant, and then fell into a parallel line.

Then, I saw the patient's chest heaving violently, coughing loudly, and struggling violently like a dehydrated fish.

Because of his violent movements, the stitched wound on his chest opened again, and the hospital bed was dripping with blood.

Moreover, because of the burns, the patient's heart and lungs were injured to varying degrees. It would be fine if he had a good rest, but in the current situation, his weak heart and lungs might not be able to support such a huge movement.

Dangerous!

Everyone was shocked.

For a moment, those timid ones froze in place.

It was the old doctor who was the first to react, and roared, "Hurry up, give the patient a blood transfusion first. If you do this, you will lose too much blood and die."

Immediately, a little nurse hurriedly changed the blood bag, speeding up the blood transfusion.

But the patient's complexion still turned pale a little bit, and the sound of breathing gradually weakened.

"What's going on? Come on, tell me!" the old doctor roared anxiously.

A middle-aged doctor hesitated and said, "It looks like an asthma attack?"

"No!" Immediately, a person next to him retorted, "This symptom is not asthma. People don't cough violently when they have asthma."

"Why is it not asthma? You can see that his chest is heaving violently and he has difficulty breathing. Isn't this a symptom of asthma? Tell me, is it asthma or something?" The middle-aged doctor responded loudly.

"Anyway, it's not asthma. As for what it is, I, I don't know." The young doctor muttered.

The old doctor had a sullen face, made a quick decision, and said coldly: "Whoever it is, try it first, the patient can't wait!"

Hearing this, a little nurse quickly put on an asthma dropper.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes were fixed on the thin and transparent infusion tube.

The transparent liquid medicine flowed into the patient's body little by little along the pipe.

The patient's cough became quieter, his breathing became smoother, and the electrocardiogram became stable.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the middle-aged doctor even glanced at the young doctor proudly.

The young doctor took half a step back and murmured, "Impossible, I have seen this patient, and his physical examination report did not include asthma."

Ye Chen frowned and clenched his hands tightly.

Intuition told her that it was not asthma.

Here is a sterile ward with absolutely nothing that can trigger asthma.

In fact, she had a guess in her mind, but she was a little uncertain, so she hesitated to say it.

It was a matter of human life, and she had to be cautious.

The patient's condition gradually stabilized, and everyone in the ward looked relaxed.

Those little nurses even supported the wall, stood and breathed a lot.

The old doctor's eyebrows were tightly set, but he did not relax at all.

Something is wrong!

at this time.

The patient's heartbeat suddenly stopped!

Parallel lines appear on the ECG for ten seconds!
The alarm goes off.

Everyone was at a loss as if struck by lightning.

The patient's slowly subsiding cough suddenly exploded to its maximum.

It's like coughing up your entire lung.

His chest heaved violently, and then blood gushed out.

The hospital bed was stained a blinding red.

Gradually, gradually.

The coughing sound became smaller and smaller, and finally became silent.

The hearts of everyone in the room sank inch by inch.

Like a drowning person, unable to breathe.

The middle-aged doctor who insisted on asthma began to have weak legs, and murmured: "How is it possible, this is impossible!"

Deathly silence.

Only the slight roar of medical machinery running.

(End of this chapter)