"His body was whipped by a rope, and he fell down repeatedly." The rescue team member who came with the helicopter had a gloomy expression. He looked more solemn and less excited.
His excitement was gone on the way to the rescue site.
Zuo Cidian had seen many family members of patients who came with the ambulance. When he saw the rescue team member's expression, his heart sank.
It was an expression of knowing that something bad was going to happen, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Zuo Cidian pushed the patient into the elevator, waited for the door to close, opened the lock, and glanced at the patient's abdomen. He could understand the rescue team member's mood. The repeated fall down was obviously not a noun, but something that really happened.
Zuo Cidian recalled the conversation between the two of them not long ago, and he almost cried.
The same person was still talking and laughing in the morning. He was a caring uncle to the young people in the team, and he complained about life for them. But in the blink of an eye …
Zuo Cidian was actually not a person who was often separated by death.
He had worked in the town hospital for more than twenty years, and he had not seen as many dead people as he had seen in a few months in Yun Hua Hospital. Zuo Cidian was more like a resident doctor in terms of numbers and emotions, and he was not an old man who was used to death.
Zuo Cidian had to work very, very hard to keep his tears in his eyes and not let them flow out.
The bags and dark circles under the eyes of an old man, the tanned face of an old man, and the cheeks that no one paid attention to played a greater role.
"We're going to Operating Theater 1 to operate on Doctor Ling. The first operating theater we entered was marked with the number 1 in the middle. It was written in green, and it was very eye-catching. No one in the middle was allowed to have it. " Zuo Cidian deliberately reminded us many times.
The rescue team member who came to send the patient immediately understood. He looked around vigilantly and asked, "Are we going to hang a tag on his foot?"
"Not yet, but giving it to Doctor Ling is the best choice."
The conversation between Zuo Cidian and the rescue team member was not the same, but they understood each other.
The so-called tag on the foot was to hang tags of different colors at the position of the big toe to mark the severity of the patient's disease to help doctors save people more efficiently.
It was said that on-site emergency treatment using this classification mode could save several times more people than on-site emergency treatment without the distribution mode.
However, the tagging model was also very cruel. Some patients would be abandoned because their injuries were too severe. Some patients might be able to survive after receiving normal first aid, but they would also be abandoned because of the lack of material conditions or time, or because they could not get enough resources …
Those who were part of the rescue team naturally knew about this situation. They might have even participated in the classification of the tags. Perhaps they were not the tags, but there had to be a classification model.
Even though there were only two operating theaters on this hospital ship, there was still some sort of classification.
Operating theaters were definitely reserved for critically ill patients. Ling Ran occupied Operating Theater 1 and did not come out. Huo Congjun, who was in Operating Theater 2, frequently switched positions with Doctor Zhou and Zhao Leyi. The skills of the three of them were also below average. Correspondingly, the doctors in the Trauma Treatment Room and the consultation room were also constantly changing. Therefore, even though the patients were not categorized, from Zuo Cidian's perspective, the patients in front of him would definitely end up differently if they were sent to different doctors.
In other words, only by giving it to Doctor Ling would there be a possibility of a different ending.
After being an emergency doctor for so long, Zuo Cidian knew that with the injuries of the patient in front of him, if there was anyone who could save him, it would most likely be Ling Ran.
Although Department Director Huo was also strong, his strength was within the scope of Zuo Cidian's knowledge. In other words, if one felt that a patient would most likely not die, then there would be no accidents if he was sent to Department Director Huo. It could even be said that some patients looked very serious, but as long as their injuries were not really serious, there was still a high chance that they could be saved if they were sent to Huo Congjun.
Ling Ran was different.
Ling Ran was a doctor who could create "miracles", and he had created "miracles" many times.
Although compared to Department Director Huo and other associate senior doctors, Ling Ran's treatment range was narrower, almost all the patients within his treatment range could receive first-class medical care. Besides, some patients who seemed like they could not survive no matter what could possibly happen could survive under Ling Ran's care.
It was not good for Yun Hua Hospital's own doctors to publicize or discuss this situation, but everyone could see it.
For example, Zuo Cidian had also participated in multiple CPR, especially prolonged CPR. If it had to be said, it was a case that many hospitals would not encounter even once in many years. It was not that there were no patients in major hospitals who needed CPR, but when there were a large number of patients who needed CPR, only Ling Ran would perform CPR for a long time, and he had a very high success rate in obtaining cases.
Under Ling Ran and his treatment group, there were quite a few patients who recovered to their original condition after prolonged CPR.
Therefore, at this time, Zuo Cidian could only hope that Ling Ran could create another miracle.
Only a miracle could save the life of the rescue team member in front of him.
"Doctor Ling is the youngest, but his skills are the best. Only by giving it to Doctor Ling will there be hope. Remember, don't listen to other doctors no matter where they ask you to send the patient, understand?" Zuo Cidian looked at the young man, and he was afraid that he would be fooled.
The young rescue team member nodded. "I know. Vice-captain said before that Doctor Zuo on the ship is a nice person. He looks cunning, but he's a considerate person. At that time, the vice-captain also told us to look for Doctor Zuo if anything happens … "
Zuo Cidian could not hold back his tears in an instant, and they rolled down from his eye bags. His bright tears were very clear under the light.
The young rescue team member quickly averted his eyes. When he looked at the tears flowing down his face, he also cried very easily.
Zuo Cidian laughed for some reason. He wiped his eyes hard and looked at the rescue team member. He could not help but think of something. "Are you the team member who is getting married the day after tomorrow?"
The young rescue team member was stunned and said, "Yes, I am. You even know about this?"
"Normal people can't forget. Alright, stay on the ship and help. "
The young rescue team member nodded and said, "Okay."
Zuo Cidian nodded gently. When the elevator door opened, he pushed the gurney to the operating theater.
After taking a few steps, he saw that the gurney did not speed up, so he immediately turned around and shouted, "What's wrong?"
"Oh … I'm coming." The young rescue team member quickly followed him. As he pushed the gurney, he said in a deep voice, "So, the captain and the others asked me to send the vice-captain and the others back because they were afraid that I would be in danger. I …"
"Don't be pretentious." Zuo Cidian glared at the young rescue team member. "They asked you to come back alone. You should take advantage of this. You can't let your captain come back, right? You can't explain these things by yourself. Go back and cry with your wife slowly. Now that you're here … "
"I … should have been saved by the vice-captain." The young rescue team member's cheeks trembled. "When the rope came over, the vice-captain pushed me …"
The young rescue team member looked at Zuo Cidian with an expectant gaze.
At this time, the operating theater was in sight, but Zuo Cidian did not have time to comfort him. He turned around and said, "Now, go and write down your vice-captain's contraindications, blood type, allergens, and other things clearly. If you don't know, go and ask for a satellite phone to call your team. They should have a record …"
As he spoke, Zuo Cidian stepped on the brake pedal of the operating table and said in a low voice, "Wait. No one is allowed to push him away. "
Then, Zuo Cidian took a few more steps forward, opened the door of Operating Theater 1, and entered.
One minute.
Two minutes …
The more the young team member waited, the more anxious and nervous he became. His mind kept replaying the history of his vice-captain's allergies, but he was afraid that someone would snatch the patient away.
When someone came over, he stood nervously in front of the gurney.
Chi.
The operating theater door in front of them opened, and another gurney was pushed out from the other end of the passage by two medical staff.
Zuo Cidian ran over and waved at him.
The young team member quickly pushed the cart.
* Creak … *
"Brake!" He then lifted the brake pedal and whispered, "Write down the contraindications. Ask for the blood type."
"Oh, yes …" The young team member turned his head back every three steps. "We have to save the vice-captain."
Zuo Cidian only nodded. He had the same thought in his mind, but he did not dare to say it out loud.
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