"Epinephrine, lidocaine." Ling Ran's voice also became rhythmic, and he continued to count, "005,006,007 …"
He did not know whether CPR would be successful, and he did not know when he would get any results.
What Ling Ran knew was that there was still hope for the patient. The hope of the patient receiving CPR was only 0.5%.
This probability was indeed very low, and most doctors would not challenge this probability.
Even the patient's family members might not be willing to take this challenge.
The only people who might be willing to bear the many risks might be the patient himself and the attending physician.
Ling Ran had Perfect Level CPR, and he felt that he had to bear the corresponding responsibility. If his skill was only at Novice Level or Specialist Level, then it could not be said that he had given up hope even if he gave up now, because there was no hope for him to use Novice Level or Specialist Level CPR at this stage.
Just like Wei Jiayou, who was standing beside him at this moment. As a star doctor of the younger generation, Wei Jiayou was already world-class in his field of expertise. However, this did not mean that he was good in all aspects, and this did not include CPR.
In terms of the environment in the country, there were really very few doctors who could practice CPR to a very high level.
Wei Jiayou was already very talented and strong to be able to get close to Master Level.
It was just that he was not as strong as Ling Ran.
Wei Jiayou also knew the limit of his ability. After forty minutes, he looked at the patient's electrocardiogram and waveform, and when it was time to give up, he would give up.
After looking at the patient for another two minutes, Wei Jiayou gradually lost his patience, and he turned to leave.
Academician Di coughed a few times and said, "What's the hurry?"
Wei Jiayou raised his eyebrows and looked at Academician Di with an inquiring gaze.
Academician Di gestured for Wei Jiayou to stand over, and he whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Team CPR and boldly use drugs. This is the only feasible plan, and there might be a miracle."
"Will there be a miracle?" Wei Jiayou was not a person who believed in miracles. If he had to choose, Murphy's Theorem was more like the answer to the world.
Academician Di knew Wei Jiayou's temper very well, and he only said, "It's not important whether there will be a miracle or not. The important thing is that you have to let your team believe that you have the ability to create miracles. This is what you lack now. "
Wei Jiayou was stunned, and he turned to look at Ling Ran and the doctor beside him.
The young male doctor was so sturdy that it made people feel that he was rude. The young female doctor was so short that people almost ignored her. The old male doctor's skin was wrinkled like …
To be honest, Wei Jiayou's attention was always on Ling Ran. He could tell that Ling Ran's level of CPR was still very high. However, CPR was just CPR, not Soul Summoning Technique. How strong could he be?
Academician Di gave Wei Jiayou an answer.
Teamwork!
The strong man, the short woman, and the old man were replaced in turn. With Ling Ran's guidance and filling in the gaps, the continuity of CPR on the patients was very good. Compared to when Wei Jiayou was performing CPR, this kind of specially trained group CPR was much more effective than temporary replacements.
Wei Jiayou stood still and continued reading.
"It's been more than an hour." Wei Jiayou was not the only one who said so. All the doctors present also began to discuss quietly.
However, what surprised Wei Jiayou was that there were supporters of Ling Ran among the crowd.
"He only performed CPR for more than an hour last time. Doctor Ling is quite experienced in CPR."
"I remember that the last patient's surname was Hu. The people in the ICU were shocked. They said that it was rare to see such a good prognosis after CPR. It was the first time they saw a patient recover so well after prolonged CPR. "
"Why else would Ling Ran be so confident? I think CPR is a bit like riding a bicycle. Once you learn it, you have to feel it. "
"Damn it. Why don't you try riding one for me?"
"Ling Ran's is like a one-wheeled bicycle. It's more difficult, more difficult."
The doctors joked, but the patient's family members heard them.
The patient's son took off his glasses and wiped his tears. He moved closer to a doctor and said, "Does this mean that my father can be saved?"
When Noobie, who was standing outside the circle to watch the show, saw that it was the patient's family member, she immediately typed three times in a row. "I didn't say that. You misunderstood me. I don't know."
The patient's son was a little confused. "You just said …"
"I didn't say that, right?"
"I heard them say that …"
"Go and ask whoever said that," Noobie said at the top of her voice.
The doctors who were standing in front of him scattered in a huff.
In this day and age, no one dared to promise the patient's family that they could definitely save him. However, when ordinary people went to see a doctor, they sought certainty.
The patient's family member took a few steps forward until he was stopped. He then asked, "Can my father be saved?"
The nurse who stopped him did not dare to answer.
The patient's son asked again, "Can my father be saved?"
At this moment, tears fell from his eyes again.
A few young medical staff nearby were a little stunned. How should you answer the patient's family member when he asked such a question? If you said it lightly, the patient would ignore you, but if you said it seriously, the patient's family member would break down emotionally.
"This is the critical period of the resuscitation. Do you want the chief surgeon to come out and chat with you?" Zuo Cidian heard the voices behind him and walked out. His tone was extremely stern.
The young man was no match for Zuo Cidian, who was a veteran in society. He was instantly intimidated, and his tone became hesitant. "I just want to ask …"
"What do you want to ask? If your father survives, you have all the time in the world to ask. Do you want the chief surgeon to stop and give you a detailed explanation?" Zuo Cidian pointed at the time and said, "If the CPR is stopped for ten seconds, the chances of saving him will be reduced by 1%. Do you want to try?"
The young man shook his head obediently.
"Isn't this fine? When I asked your family member to sign, you dragged your feet and refused to sign. He's about to die, and you're asking the doctor whether he can be saved. What were you doing earlier? "Zuo Cidian knew how to deal with this kind of family member. His attitude was firm, and the family member's attitude softened.
On the other hand, the relatives who stood behind the young man and cheered for him were afraid that the doctor would make it sound too serious. So, they did not dare to force the young man and persuaded him.
"I … What should I do now?" The patient's son was anxious.
"Let's see the results of the resuscitation first. Do you know what CPR is? "Zuo Cidian's tone softened a little.
"It's just that his heart is not good. Let it beat normally?"
"It's not that his heart is not good. It's that his heart has stopped working normally. If CPR is not successful, he'll die, understand?" Zuo Cidian's voice became softer.
The patient's son repeated, "That's it?"
"Yes."
"That's it?"
"This is our last hope, but the success rate of CPR is not high, especially now. The patient has been receiving CPR for more than an hour. I hope you can be prepared in advance." When Zuo Cidian said this, he shook his head and went back to the team's cycle of external chest compressions.
The patient's son could not help but be absent-minded.
He mumbled something, but no one could hear it clearly.
The relative was a little afraid when he saw this, and he could not help but nudge him. "Bing 'zi, don't just stand there. Call your grandparents."
"No." Bing 'zi suddenly woke up, and his voice became clear as if nothing had happened.
The relative frowned. "If you don't call them now, later …"
"If we find out one minute later, my grandparents will be happy for one minute longer," Bing 'zi said to himself, and his eyes were fixed in front of him.
Ling Ran, who was performing external chest compressions, suddenly stopped.
"Defibrillation."
"Adrenaline."
"Wait a minute. Put the electrodes on the chest again." Ling Ran jumped off the gurney and rubbed his hands gently.
The nurse quickly went forward and changed the position of the electrodes that were misplaced during the chest compressions.
* Beep, beep. *
The monitor naturally beeped twice, and an electrocardiogram with even undulations appeared.
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