"We are doctors from Yun Hua Hospital." Doctor Zhou introduced himself to dispel the uneasiness of the injured.
"There's another injured person over there. He's a teenager." The policeman covered his wound with one hand and pointed in the direction with the other.
"I'll go look for him," Doctor Zhou volunteered.
Ling Ran nodded and looked at the policeman's wound. He then said to Boss Shao, who came over, "Give me a bottle of alcohol with a high alcohol content."
"I have iodophor," Boss Shao answered calmly. As he spoke, he returned to the shop and took out a first aid kit and a large bottle of iodophor solution from under the cashier counter.
Ling Ran glanced at Boss Shao in surprise.
A normal person would not be able to use up one catty of iodophor. Of course, Boss Shao might have bought it based on experience. If he used a lot of it, a high-volume one would naturally be cheaper.
The shouts around him, the hot air from the onlookers, and the random thoughts in his mind were all blocked out the moment Ling Ran opened the first aid kit.
For Ling Ran, who had been an intern in the Emergency Department for a long time, a simple knife wound was usually not a big problem. He had also dealt with it when he was playing with debridement and suturing. Although the wound was slightly deep …
However, Ling Ran did not let his guard down.
After staying in the Emergency Department for two weeks, a person's understanding of accidents would change qualitatively. A person who was fine suddenly couldn't live, and a patient who couldn't live no matter how you looked at him would greet you in the corridor a few days later …
Ling Ran could not see the wound in the policeman's abdomen. He could only observe and guess while he asked for a pair of scissors.
After disinfecting the scissors, Ling Ran quickly took off the policeman's uniform and poured a large amount of iodophor on the wound. Boss Shao's cheeks twitched as he watched.
Ling Ran poured one-third of the iodophor in one go before he reluctantly stopped.
It was just like the saying that the advertising industry liked: We know that half of the money is wasted, but we don't know which half is it.
It was the same for doctors, especially doctors in the Emergency Department. They must have wasted a lot of medical supplies, but who knew which part was wasted? If a doctor could do a qualitative and quantitative experiment or record with a large sample, such as an analysis of the relationship between iodophor consumption and infection of more than thousands of people over ten or twenty years, he might be able to publish a good article …
The iodophor quickly washed away the dirty blood. Then, a large amount of fresh blood washed away the iodophor. The brave policeman was now pale. It was unknown whether it was because he was afraid or because he had lost too much blood.
"I'm fine." Ling Ran recalled the patient who received CPR during the day and said, "Your injuries are not serious."
"Isn't it serious?" The policeman's voice was hoarse.
"Yes, he definitely won't die," Ling Ran said with certainty. As he spoke, he handed the iodophor to Boss Shao and asked him to pour it for him to wash his hands.
Police: … Will he die????
Perhaps the effects of the adrenaline were gradually wearing off, the policeman slowly felt the pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "If I don't die this time, I will definitely catch the kid who stabbed me. He's just an idiot. He doesn't even know how to cut people."
Ling Ran freed a hand and applied pressure around the policeman's wound.
Ling Ran could imitate what they did on TV. He would use clothes, preferably clean gauze, to press down on the patient's wound to achieve the goal of stopping the bleeding.
But that was not the best method. It was only the most suitable emergency response plan for untrained ordinary people.
Aside from the fact that internal bleeding was difficult to control, it was also fatal. Applying pressure on the wound could also cause secondary damage. The injured could only pray that they were lucky enough to avoid the important parts.
But for Ling Ran, he had more choices.
He first used the technique of physical examination to palpate the patient's abdomen before he made a judgment in his heart.
Ling Ran continued to wash his hands to avoid infection when he performed barehanded bleeding control. In the environment of the food street, it was definitely not wrong to pour a little more iodophor.
Boss Shao looked at the blood that kept gushing out. He was anxious and had to comfort himself as he said to the policeman lying on the ground, "Doctor Ling is Doctor Zhou's colleague. Doctor Zhou is from the Emergency Department, and Doctor Ling is also from the Emergency Department, right?"
Ling Ran nodded. "Yes."
"See, I told you so. Doctor Ling is a doctor from the Emergency Department. There's no problem. When we are sent to Yun Hua Hospital with injuries like ours, Doctor Ling and Doctor Zhou will handle them. Now, you've saved the ambulance time, and it's safer. "
"I want to go to Yun Hua Hospital," the policeman was reminded and quickly said. He then repeated, "Yun Hua Hospital."
He knew that Yun Hua Hospital's ambulance followed the principle of proximity and took into account the patient's reasonable request. Therefore, it was very likely that he would be sent to the nearby district hospital, and he did not know what the outcome would be.
"Go to Yun Hua Hospital, you must go to Yun Hua Hospital." Boss Shao held the policeman's hand and said, "Doctor Ling, who is treating your injury now, and Doctor Zhou, who ran to the front, are both doctors from Yun Hua Hospital. Don't worry …"
The policeman's IQ was obviously affected by the excessive blood loss. He looked at Ling Ran's movements and said to Boss Shao, "He's really just treating the injury … Ah!!"
Ling Ran took advantage of the time when the policeman's abdominal muscles were relaxed to poke two fingers into the abdomen.
At the same time, Boss Shao also shouted, "Oh my, your grip is really strong. Let go, let go, it's broken. "
Ling Ran quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The environment in the abdominal cavity was relatively complicated. Aside from the layer of muscle blocking, the level of protection of the liver, gallbladder, pancreas, lung, and other important organs was about the same. Whether a person would be stabbed to death with a knife, aside from the emergency rescue conditions, mainly depended on the position of the knife.
Of course, the spleen was the easiest to be injured, and it was also the main problem Ling Ran faced at this time.
Ling Ran pinched the spleen pedicle with his fingers at a moderate pace and immediately stopped the spleen from bleeding. It was unusually easy.
In fact, even if he was on the operating table, he would still do the same thing.
Because when he entered the operating theater, the abdominal cavity would definitely be full of blood accumulation. It was very dangerous to use the vascular forceps to clamp the spleen pedicle directly. Would it not be fatal if he could not see clearly and made a mistake? It would really be fatal. Therefore, he had to wait for the assistant to aspirate the surgical field before he used the vascular forceps. Only when he pinched the spleen pedicle with his hands could he remove all the accumulated blood.
Therefore, barehanded bleeding control was also considered a basic operation in abdominal surgery. If it was graded, it would probably be the beginner level of barehanded bleeding control.
"How should I address you?" Ling Ran felt that there were no more problems, so he began to enter the standard procedure.
The policeman was dizzy, scared, and uncomfortable. He said, "Zang Zhao."
"Zang Zhao? A grade four imperial bodyguard with a saber? " Ling Ran looked at the policeman's age and felt that he did not seem to be born before Justice Bao became popular in the country, so he said, "Let me help you do a physical examination on your head."
"Zang … It's Zang, Zhi 'ang …"
"Hmm …" Ling Ran pinched the spleen pedicle of the grade four imperial bodyguard with one hand and fell into deep thought. 'I remember that he held his stomach and fell softly just now. It doesn't seem like he hit his head.'
The voices of the crowd around them became a lot louder. The Perfect Level Barehanded Bleeding Control worked perfectly. Even those who did not know medicine could see that the blood flowing out of the policeman's abdomen was decreasing, and it was almost non-existent.
"Boss Shao, Doctor Ling, Boss Shao, Doctor Ling," a person shouted as he ran over.
"What's the matter?" Boss Shao separated the crowd of onlookers.
"Doctor Zhou, that Doctor Zhou said that you have a first aid kit, and he wants you to bring it to him. Or, or send Doctor Ling over. "The person who came was wearing an apron and panting. It was obvious that he was also the owner of the restaurant in front of them.
"Why does Doctor Zhou want a first aid kit? What does he want Doctor Ling to do? "Ling Ran's fingers were steady and did not move at all. He did not stutter when he shouted in the third person.
"He said that the blood can't be stopped … and he wants to open the stomach. Or ask Doctor Ling to stop it. "The person could not think of the word" open the abdomen "at that moment.
Ling Ran thought for two seconds and said, "We'll go over. Boss Shao, if you don't have a car that can carry people, send us over."
Ling Ran was referring to Zang Zhao and himself.
He could guess that Doctor Zhou definitely could not find the bleeding point and wanted him to help, or directly solve the problem by performing an exploratory laparotomy.
When an orthodox surgeon encountered a patient with abdominal trauma, the first question that popped up in his mind would definitely be, 'Should I perform an exploratory laparotomy now?'
There were countless benefits to performing an exploratory laparotomy, and it was the most intuitive.
When the abdominal cavity was opened, any holes could be mended, and any fractures could be sutured. It was simple and direct, and the effect was good. Of course, there were also many sequelae, but compared to losing one's life, it was not even worth mentioning.
If the environment was different today, Doctor Zhou might not even ask anything and just perform a laparotomy with a kitchen knife.
He had also been an attending physician in the Emergency Department for more than ten years. Although he was a little lazy, his skills and experience were enough. There were too many cases of open wounds on the abdomen.
However, the hygiene of the food street was really not flattering. There were not enough disinfectants, and the alcohol might be fake. Forcing someone to perform an abdominal laparotomy was a very risky act.
Most importantly, Doctor Zhou knew that Ling Ran could perform barehanded bleeding control, and he was quite good at it. How could he open the abdomen on the spot?
In less than half a minute, Boss Shao dragged out a two-wheeled flatbed cart that was used to transport vegetables.
A few onlookers helped to move the policeman Zang Zhao onto the flatbed cart. Then, they let Ling Ran get on the cart. A few people worked together and quickly pushed Ling Ran and Zang Zhao to the main street of the food street.
The flatbed cart jolted, and Ling Ran's hands adjusted accordingly. He steadily controlled the amount of blood Zang Zhao lost.
The onlookers pushed the flatbed cart.
Boss Shao followed behind the flatbed cart.
More onlookers followed the flatbed cart.
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