Zuo Cidian sat opposite the old fisherman. He calmed himself down before he re-examined his injury.
After a brief examination, Zuo Cidian had an idea of what was going on. He then raised his head and looked at the old fisherman.
The old fisherman did not say a word. He looked at Zuo Cidian with his slightly yellowed eyes as if he was looking at the fish on the boat.
Zuo Cidian was a little nervous. Strictly speaking, the operation just now was a waste of the patient's time. If it was in the hospital's emergency room, the patient might point out and complain.
Zuo Cidian felt even more diffident when he was on the hospital ship. This was not his territory. If he was pointed at and scolded by the patient, no one might stand up for him.
"Tell me if it hurts." Zuo Cidian moved the old fisherman's arm a little. He then saw him frown but still did not speak.
Zuo Cidian also frowned.
"Can you speak?" Zuo Cidian could not help but ask.
"Yes," the old fisherman said concisely.
Zuo Cidian smiled self-deprecatingly and asked, "Why don't you say anything if you can speak? Doesn't it hurt?"
"It hurts."
"If it hurts, just say it. You don't have to hold it in. What I mean is, if it hurts, tell me so that I can make a judgment. "
"Okay." The old fisherman still did not like to talk.
Zuo Cidian smiled to ease the atmosphere and asked, "You don't like to talk?"
The old fisherman glanced at Zuo Cidian, and his meaning was clear.
Zuo Cidian smiled. "You have to talk when you see a doctor. Just like now, you have to express your pain. Otherwise, I can't hold it properly. If the bone is not connected properly, it will be a problem for the rest of your life."
"It's better than death." The old fisherman finally said a short sentence, but Zuo Cidian did not know how to continue.
"The scene … was quite tragic?" Zuo Cidian could not help but lower his voice.
The old fisherman nodded.
"What … was it like? I mean, it seemed like there was a storm at the scene? And it rained? "
The old fisherman still nodded. Just when Zuo Cidian thought that he did not want to speak, the old fisherman slowly said, "It's like cooking fish in a big pot. When the wind is strong, the fish will fall apart. People are like shredded meat. They can only live by relying on large pieces of meat. If they fall apart, they will be broken. The ship that came in later dragged the fish and scooped up the shredded meat … "
Zuo Cidian was stunned by the simple description that did not fit his image.
The place where the hospital ship was anchored was far away from the storm zone. It could be said that it was calm there. Zuo Cidian had to recall the storms he had seen in movies and TV shows before he could have a relatively direct understanding of the scene described by the old fisherman.
Zuo Cidian could not help but think of the vice-captain who was being resuscitated in the operating theater. For some reason, a thought popped up in his mind. 'Shredded pork saves shredded pork.'
A few strands of meat were twisted into a rope to save another strand of meat in the boiling soup …
Perhaps the feeling of fighting against the waves was so great because the human body was so fragile …
"Did you shoot a film? I'll watch the film first. " Zuo Cidian felt that his emotions were fluctuating again. He decided to stand up and use the time he spent watching the movie to sort out his emotions.
Zuo Cidian opened the light box against the wall and inserted the scan. His thoughts could not help but wander downstairs.
"At this time, the surgery downstairs should have started."
"I wonder if there's enough blood."
"I don't know what's going on in that guy's abdominal cavity. I hope there aren't too many ruptures."
"It should be fine even if there are a little more ruptures. Doctor Ling's suturing skills are top-notch … I can't think about it anymore. Let's finish the work at hand first …"
Zuo Cidian forced himself to stop thinking. When he turned around, he saw that the old fisherman was still calm. He could not help but admire him. "Your meditation is really amazing."
"I sprained my ankle." The old fisherman's emotions were stable, and his expression was clear.
Zuo Cidian could not say anything other than giving him a thumbs-up.
…..
In Operating Theater 1, two aspirators were sucking blood, so much so that the large glass jar beside them was almost full.
"4000 ml," the anesthetist said and obediently shut up.
He reported the amount of blood loss. For a surgery, this amount of blood loss was absolutely a forbidden value. Usually, when words like massive bleeding were mentioned, 3000 ml was enough.
Ling Ran and Department Director Huo's expressions did not change at all.
Yun Hua Hospital had received too many patients with more serious injuries. Many of the injured from car accidents had injuries far greater than the vice captain's current level.
However, the vice captain's current situation was still critical. On one hand, his physical condition was unknown, and on the other hand, the conditions on the ship were still bad.
Whether it was in terms of equipment, instruments, or drugs, Yun Hua 893 was not as well-prepared as Yun Hua Hospital. The quality was also worse than Yun Hua Hospital. Some of the rare drugs were either insufficient or not available at all.
For example, the life-saving drug beta-1, which could save the lives of various patients with cerebral embolism, myocardial infarction, or amniotic fluid embolism, did not exist in Yun Hua 893. Of course, Yun Hua Hospital could not use this drug casually, but when it was needed, they could always get it. It was just that it was complicated and troublesome.
However, in the vast sea, if Yun Hua 893 did not have any drugs prepared, there would be no more. It would definitely be too late to transport them. Moreover, it was impossible for a hospital ship that weighed thousands of tons to prepare all the drugs.
They could only try their best to overcome it.
"They don't even have a blood recycling machine." Huo Congjun had always advocated the use of autologous blood recycling. At this time, when he saw the patient bleeding a lot, he felt very uncomfortable. "These doctors' brains seem to be made of wood. There are so many injuries, and they don't have a blood recycling machine. Are they really going to rely on blood bags to survive?"
"How much blood is left?" Ling Ran raised his head slightly and asked.
"There are six more bags," the nurse answered quickly, "Each bag has 400 milliliters."
Huo Congjun and Ling Ran looked at each other and felt that it might not be enough.
Blood products had a shelf life, and there were many types of blood. Therefore, even a hospital ship could not store too much blood. After performing surgeries for one day and one night, there were still five to six thousand milliliters of blood left, and that was already more than many of the blood stations in the inland.
In normal surgeries, if the bleeding was less than 1,000 milliliters, blood transfusions were basically not needed. When the bleeding was large, blood transfusions of 800 milliliters were considered more than enough. Therefore, the remaining blood on the ship could originally support the ship for a longer period of time. Moreover, many patients who lost more than the average amount of blood could not be transfused as much as they wanted. Many people died halfway, and no matter how much blood was transfused, it would be useless.
But the patient in front of them had a strong desire to live.
Huo Congjun and Ling Ran both sensed it, and they knew that this kind of patient was the most likely to be saved.
"We have to speed up," Huo Congjun whispered, "I'll suture with you."
The main problem now was that a large number of blood vessels in the abdominal cavity had ruptured. They had to be sutured for the patient to have a chance of survival.
And before the suture was done, there would be endless bleeding.
Ling Ran did not want Huo Congjun's help, so he decisively refused, "I can suture faster myself."
Huo Congjun could only stop unhappily.
Ling Ran continued to lower his head and sutured so hard that he did not even notice the system's ding.
[Mission: Save him]
[Mission Details: Save the vice-captain]
[Mission Reward: Relieve soreness — Monthly Ticket]
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