"Let's take an X-ray first." Doctor Zhou did a simple chest massage and wrote an X-ray form. He asked, "You're not pregnant, right?"
"No … I think so?" The husband sounded uncertain.
The wife glared at him and said, "Would you be afraid if you were pregnant?"
"I … of course …" Before the husband could finish his words, he suddenly remembered that he had not done anything that could make a woman pregnant since his last cycle.
The wife looked at her husband and revealed a mysterious smile. She intentionally waited for more than ten seconds before she said, "Go, pay the money."
"Oh, okay." The husband jumped up, and he was as happy as a sheep.
Doctor Zhou stretched and asked Ling Ran, "Old Zuo, you can ask him to come over and learn after he's cleaned up. Casting a cast is considered basic work."
"I've never cast a cast before. You can teach me," Ling Ran answered decisively. He was not afraid to show his fear.
It was normal for young doctors to not know how to do it. Of course, it was a special situation for a senior doctor to teach him so directly.
From Ling Ran's point of view, he felt that he did not need to be too polite with Doctor Zhou.
Doctor Zhou was a little surprised. To be more precise, he was a little regretful.
"I wanted to be your assistant." Doctor Zhou sighed helplessly. He felt that his body was lacking salt.
Ling Ran thought for a moment and shook his head decisively. "No, you mean we should form a team."
"What I mean is … you're the team leader, and you should take charge … Ah, forget it, I'll do it." Doctor Zhou straightened his back, but in the end, he gave up dejectedly. Ling Ran did not know how to do fractures. What could he do? He could only blame himself for taking things for granted.
Doctor Zhou turned to look at Ling Ran. "You've even cut off the liver. You've never cast a cast before. How did you learn?"
Ling Ran just shrugged. To him, such a question was like someone asking him how he was so handsome. It was just luck, and there was nothing to explain.
After prescribing some medicine for a few emergency patients and sending them off for examination, the husband and wife with the severed arm came back with the X-ray.
The wife was still sitting in the wheelchair. Her wrist was shining with a golden light. It was the wrist that was not broken.
When Doctor Zhou took the scan, he could not help but glance at it. The gold bracelet looked brand new because its shape had not changed at all. It was not as soft as pure gold.
"While we were waiting for the X-ray, we went to the Chow Tai Fook next to the hospital." His wife noticed Doctor Zhou's gaze. She immediately extended her good hand and showed it to Doctor Zhou and Doctor Ling. She then made a cute face. "Do I look good?"
"Not bad." Doctor Zhou raised his head and looked at her husband, who was sitting in the wheelchair, who looked pale. He smiled and said, "I've never understood the meaning behind the existence of the Chow Tai Fook next to the hospital. Now, I finally understand."
His wife nodded and said, "There's a Chow Tai Fook nearby, so it's much more convenient to walk around. Seeing so many shiny things, my broken hand doesn't hurt so much anymore."
The husband sighed heavily. "My heart aches."
"Then, do you want to do an electrocardiogram?" The woman in the wheelchair asked in a soft and weak voice. Her gaze was extremely sharp.
The husband hurriedly laughed a few times to alleviate his fear.
"Based on the X-ray scan, there's no major problem. We just need to fix it with a cast." Doctor Zhou pointed at the light box and explained the situation to Ling Ran in a low voice.
When the nurse brought the cast over, Doctor Zhou started to operate on the spot.
Unsurprisingly, the woman in the wheelchair cried out in pain.
The husband seemed to empathize with her. He quickly said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt …"
"I want the ring just now," the woman screamed.
"What?" The husband did not understand.
"Just now, I saw the … ring with the broken diamond …"
"Then, I'll go and see it later."
"No, I want it now."
"Now?"
The wife frowned and said to Doctor Zhou, "Doctor, wait a moment."
Doctor Zhou stopped.
The woman slowly raised her broken hand to her husband. "My hand is broken!"
The husband was silent for a few seconds. He then asked dejectedly, "Then, I'll go and buy it now?"
"Yes. Go and come back soon. " The woman's tone became cheerful. She watched the man leave and said loudly, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts …"
In the end, the woman with the broken hand left the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital with a hand full of rings and two bracelets.
The male doctors were dumbfounded. The beautiful young and beautiful nurses were extremely envious.
Ling Ran was also very surprised. When he turned around and wanted to say a few words to Doctor Zhou, he saw that the latter was leaning against the wall and had fainted.
The air in the emergency room was slightly cold. Doctor Zhou curled up into a ball, and his body arched against the wall. The young nurses who came with him covered their mouths and chuckled.
"Doctor Zhou's sleep is really interesting."
"The position he chose has a depression. I think it's quite easy to sleep in."
"You guys don't know, but Doctor Zhou often hid in the treatment room to sleep a few years ago. He only moved to another place after he was caught two or three times."
The young nurses gossiped softly. Then, one of them turned her face to Ling Ran and asked, "Doctor Ling, do you want to rest for a while? There are more doctors on duty now."
Ling Ran thought about it. Although he was still in good spirits, it did not seem necessary for him to stay up for a few more hours just to get two casts. So, he said, "Then, I'll go to the duty room. If you need anything, please call me."
"Don't worry, Doctor Ling."
"Doctor Ling, please wait for a moment. I'll get you a new bed sheet and quilt cover. The care workers have already washed them."
A few young nurses quickly followed Ling Ran's footsteps and mobilized more people. In a short while, they helped Ling Ran tidy up the third-string on-call room, making it look warm and fresh.
Doctor Zhou was still leaning against the depression on the wall. His body was curled up, and he arched his body.
…..
Yun Hua Provincial Hospital.
On the gurney, a thin doctor quickly performed CPR as he muttered something.
Qi Zhenhai, the associate chief physician of the Emergency Department of the provincial hospital, personally performed CPR on the patient with a simple balloon.
After another set of chest compressions, Qi Zhenhai advised, "Doctor Wei, it's been thirty-five minutes."
"Hold on for a little longer. Trust me, I've performed CPR for fifty minutes in the United States. We can at least do it for fifty minutes. " The doctor who performed CPR while huffing and puffing was Wei Jiayou, a top student from Johns Hopkins University. He was quite accomplished in the field of cardiovascular surgery and was involved in the use of various types of endoscopes.
He was the most famous young doctor in Shanghai this year. His visit to Yun Hua was more like an armed demonstration.
Wei Jiayou's instructor, Di Maocai, stood by the side with his arms crossed. He watched Wei Jiayou's movements but did not say anything to stop him.
Di Maocai was a master in the field of cardiovascular surgery in the country. He was also the organizer, initiator, and protector of Wei Jiayou's nationwide armed demonstration.
They arrived in Yun Hua yesterday, but before they started their activity, they encountered the construction accident in Luxia Town. Di Maocai immediately brought Wei Jiayou with him and stationed himself in the Emergency Department of the provincial hospital as a reinforcement.
Unsurprisingly, Wei Jiayou shocked the medical staff on the scene with two surgeries.
However, an accident happened when they received the third patient.
The patient suffered from myocardial infarction, so much so that the medical staff of the provincial hospital had to give up.
However, Wei Jiayou was not someone who gave up easily.
"Get ready to open the airway." Wei Jiayou gave an order while he performed chest compressions.
Qi Zhenhai immediately understood and asked, "Do I need to use a respirator?"
Wei Jiayou nodded.
"I'm ready." Qi Zhenhai changed his gloves and took out a scalpel.
Wei Jiayou loosened his grip, straightened his back, and watched Qi Zhenhai perform a tracheotomy.
"Let me do it." A young doctor in the team stood up and took over the position of the exhausted Wei Jiayou.
One person was replaced, and another person was replaced. One person was replaced, and another person was replaced.
In the end … there was no miracle.
"Time of death, 19: 22." Wei Jiayou looked at the big clock on the wall and felt a little discouraged.
"It's okay. The success rate of prolonged CPR is not high to begin with." Di Maocai patted his disciple's shoulder and said, "Let's rest for a while and try again later. The country has just started to pay attention to CPR. We still have a lot of time. "
"Yes." Wei Jiayou stroked his long hair, which made him look like an artist.
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