Four interns stared outside the window, trying to find traces of ambulances. They looked like puppies waiting for their owners to pick them up in the pet hospital.
Traffic was rolling in the distance. It was the early office workers who spontaneously moved to the place where they sold their labor.
"They're here!" Zheng Yuandong supported himself with his arms, narrowed his eyes, pointed ahead, and jumped up.
At the end of the haze, there were indeed ambulance lights flashing.
"Get ready." Qi Zao calmed down a little. She took a few pictures with her camera and pressed the elevator button.
Soon, four ambulances stopped in front of the reception door of the Emergency Medical Center.
More than ten doctors, who were ready to go, swarmed forward and quickly distributed the patients in the ambulances.
The four interns stood in front of them, but they could not find a chance to help.
In this kind of situation, other doctors would rush to help. For interns they did not know, if they were not ready to order them to work, they would just casually move them to the side to make room.
In fact, they were not the only ones. The older interns and housemen who were waiting in front of them did not even have a chance to touch the stretcher. They were forgotten in the hall.
"Are there any more at the back?" Li Bian's voice was weak.
"No more. This is a mudslide. " A houseman struck a pose with a cold expression and said to the female intern who was new to the scene, "The place where the mudslide hit is the unluckiest part. There's no chance to get on the ambulance."
When the interns heard this, they understood what was going on, and their expressions changed slightly.
Qi Zao could not help but look around. She saw a few doctors from other departments shaking their heads slightly and regretfully walking to the elevator.
Disasters of this level usually required the cooperation of the whole hospital. From the most common orthopedics department to the most complicated craniocerebral department, they basically needed to send people.
Most of the patients only needed to make a round in the Emergency Medical Center before they were directly pushed to the surgical floor for surgery.
But today, many people obviously did not have the chance to display their strengths.
"I wonder how many people were sent over." Qi Zao consciously asked for information.
"Four cars, at most ten people." The houseman with a cold expression sighed and said, "Those sent over from Bazhaixiang who can handle minor injuries are probably lying down. It'll depend on luck. Well, don't think too much about it. You can't think too much about this kind of thing in the hospital. "
When the four interns saw that the houseman's expression had returned to normal in the blink of an eye, they were a little stunned.
The chubby Zheng Yuandong said, "I wonder how many people died."
"Natural disasters and man-made disasters have nothing to do with us." The houseman looked at the four of them and became a little more serious. He said, "We are doctors. If the patient is sent here, you save him. If you can save him, you'll be considered capable. If you can't, it's the patient's bad luck, understand?"
"If that's the case, if the patient's family members heard what you said, I'm afraid that he'll be beaten up." Qi Zao was very sensitive.
The houseman pursed his lips. "Why do you think people get sick? It was all because of bad luck. Forget it, you'll know after a few years … Why don't we exchange WeChat messages so that we can keep in touch? I also have friends in Yunda. "
"Sure." The four interns quickly took out their phones. Qi Zao also asked, "Is your friend studying at Yun Hua University? Which major? "
The houseman stared at the slightly thin girl, Li Bian. After adding her WeChat, he could not help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "My friend is not studying."
"Then what does she do?"
"Mainly to treat stray cats," the houseman said, "I've fed at least three cans of food to that coward."
…..
In the operating theater.
Ling Ran followed Huo Congjun and treated two patients with crush injuries in one go. Only then did he feel a little more relaxed.
The patients left in the Emergency Medical Center had been treated or were in the process of being treated. Ling Ran's skills in trauma first aid were not comprehensive. He could perform better by being Huo Congjun's assistant.
Huo Congjun also performed smoothly. Ling Ran fed him all the way, and he felt so good that his eyebrows were raised. He kept nodding. "Good skills are good skills …"
The young doctor next to him listened until his ears grew calluses, but he could only continue to use his tongue to lick Ling Ran's boots.
"Department Director Huo is right."
"Doctor Ling's skills are really good."
"The patient was lucky this time."
The more Huo Congjun listened, the happier he felt. His laughter echoed in the operating theater.
As the department director of Yun Hua Emergency Department for twenty years, Huo Congjun spent the latter half of his life being praised by others. If no one praised him, he would not be able to perform the surgery smoothly.
And when there was someone to lick his boots, Huo Congjun's mind was especially agile, and he could always perform at a high level.
For ordinary critically ill patients, with Old Huo's high level of performance, the probability of survival would increase by at least twenty to thirty percent. From this point of view, Huo Congjun fully played the role and value of a young doctor.
Ling Ran was a little too familiar with compliments and praises, so much so that he was a little desensitized.
?? However, it had been a while since he became an assistant, especially an assistant for such a large-scale surgery. Ling Ran performed for three hours in one go, and it made him feel half-brainless and refreshed.
He only needed to complete his share of the surgery. For the current Ling Ran, this kind of surgery had a strange sense of beauty.
He performed the sutures seriously and cut off the patient's spleen completely. Then, he watched the anesthetist and Old Huo work together to save the patient's thigh. Every step was almost at the peak of Yun Hua Hospital's current skills …
"This patient is really unlucky. Among the patients sent to us, he's the only one who isn't a local." The anesthetist today was the dog anesthetist. He was well-informed and a little talkative. When he saw that the patient's condition had stabilized, he started to talk.
Old Huo had just performed two surgeries while he was being licked, and he was really tired. He took the opportunity to straighten his back, put aside the work he was doing, and asked, "If he's not a local, why did he go to a sh * tty place like Bazhaivillage?"
"I heard he went on a hike." The dog anesthetist shook his head.
"Alone?"
"I think so. There are no hiking routes in that place. He just went through the old forest. As he went through it, he was really lucky to run into a mudslide. He's lucky that he didn't die."
"His leg was saved too." Huo Congjun said lazily, "From the looks of it, he can only walk in the future. There's no hope for him to run anymore."
"It's still better than having his leg amputated. He's lucky to have met you, Department Director Huo." The dog anesthetist licked Huo Congjun's boots and said, "The patients who were sent to the Orthopedics Department haven't been treated yet. Department Director Huo, you're the best when it comes to critical injuries. You're better than many people when it comes to prioritizing and prioritizing."
Huo Congjun easily accepted the dog anesthetist's praise and said with a smile, "It's also because Ling Ran was here today. The abdominal surgery ended quickly, and we saved some time to resuscitate the leg. It's just that his liver wasn't injured, and there are no major problems with his gastrointestinal tract. Otherwise, this medical record could be written into an article. "
"Department Director Huo is right."
"It's a pity."
"His injury is more normal."
"The king sent me to patrol the mountain …" Just when everyone was praising Old Huo, Ling Ran's phone rang.
The young nurse, Su Mengxue, jumped up nimbly and helped Ling Ran take out the phone from his pocket. She pressed the answer button and placed the phone beside Ling Ran's ear.
Xiang Xueming shouted at the top of his lungs through the phone, "Doctor Ling, is this Doctor Ling? It's me, Young Xiang. Our Bazhaivillage hospital branch can't hold on any longer. Can you give us some support? "
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