I … Im … Im … "Dobin wanted to speak, but he looked like he was exhaling more than he was inhaling. He could not form a complete sentence even after trying a few times. His face turned even redder and redder, like an ice prawn that was served with a meal.
Zuo Cidian listened very seriously. Then, he said to Hospital Director Bo, who was beside him, "Mr. New York seems to be talking about us, us? Are Americans learning Mandarin so down-to-earth nowadays? "
Hospital Director Bo laughed unkindly. He then pointed at Zuo Cidian and said, "Old Zuo, when you're humorous, you're quite humorous."
"When you're dealing with Americans, you have to be humorous, right? Look at their movies. No matter how busy and nervous they are, they have to tell a joke first to save the earth. " After Zuo Cidian finished speaking, he pulled the interpreter over and said, "Tell him that I'm a doctor from the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital. Ask him if he's allergic, whether he's in contact with allergens, and what they are."
The interpreter quickly told him, but he still could not speak clearly.
Zuo Cidian and the others were not anxious. They watched calmly.
The tears in Dobin's eyes were about to fall. He shook his head hard.
"If you've never come into contact with allergens, raise one finger. If you're not sure, raise two fingers. If you've had similar situations in the past, raise three fingers." Hospital Director Bo looked at Dobin, who had difficulty breathing, and directly gave him a multiple-choice question.
Dobin shook his head in agony and raised two fingers.
"It seems that this person is useless. We can only rely on ourselves," Hospital Director Bo muttered in Chinese. He was not afraid that the interpreter would be confused.
"Find a flat place and let him lie down." A doctor came over to observe Dobin's condition and gave a suggestion.
Zuo Cidian followed the advice. "Lie on the floor? Hmm, can you guys please find something to cushion him … "
"The floor is a little cold, right? Don't catch a cold." Another doctor beside them carefully reminded them.
"It's better to lie on the table. It's easier to operate. How about this bar counter? It's a little high. "
"The table where the cold dishes were placed just now. I think the height is good, but I don't know how strong it is."
"You two go over to the cold dishes and lift the table. Did anyone call the emergency number?"
The people around Dobin were all doctors. At the very least, they were medical professionals like Hospital Director Bo. Everyone gave suggestions one after another, and they did things in an orderly manner. They were calm, unhurried, and unhurried. They were neither too fast nor too slow, and they did things slowly …
In fact, if this battle had been held in a different location, it might have caused a commotion. It only attracted more people's attention. After that, everything became orderly.
Even Hospital Director Bo, who was half the host, was not too nervous or excited at this moment.
At the same time, the doctors beside them were discussing.
"Could it be anxiety? It was said that there were a lot of anxiety patients in America, and they would faint easily. By the way, have you seen anyone in China who fainted due to anxiety? "
"I've never seen it before. It's rare for people to have such a severe allergic reaction. If it was a severe allergic reaction, he should be dead by now."
"The most common one is still myocardial infarction. It's just that this is more difficult to deal with."
Most of the doctors spoke Chinese, but there were also some who spoke in English. There were also some who spoke in a strange language mixed with English. For a moment, they seemed to be very happy and harmonious. They were so polite that it was as if they were asking questions at a conference. After they finished speaking, they would say the next one. There was no fighting, no fighting, and no hurry.
As a patient, Dobin was a little anxious. He put his hand on his neck, and he looked like he was having difficulty breathing and was about to faint. But because he had not fainted yet, he was a little used to his posture.
"It is generally recommended that you don't put pressure on your neck now." A doctor walked forward and pulled Dobin's hand away from his neck.
Dobin rolled his eyes and glared at the doctor.
"Shine it." The doctor took out a flashlight and waved it.
After he reminded them, the doctors took out the medical supplies they carried with them.
Some doctors took out stethoscopes from their shirt pockets.
Some doctors took out thermometers from the lining of their suits.
Some doctors took out curved needles from the pockets of their suit pants.
Some doctors took out scissors from their pants pockets …
At this time, Ling Ran also appeared at the scene with Tian Qi. He quietly handed out a bottle of alcohol-based hand sanitizer.
"I don't think we should wait for the ambulance. We might still be stuck on Duga. Let's perform intubation for Mister Dobin on the spot," Zuo Cidian suggested with a positive attitude.
Ling Ran agreed and said, "My tracheotomy kit …"
"Doctor Ling, I've brought it for you." Huang Mao from Changxi Medical Company walked with the model gait he had practiced for many years. He walked majestically and presented Ling Ran's tracheotomy kit with both hands.
"Oh, thank you." Ling Ran nodded at Huang Mao.
Beside him were Mai Chun, whose expression had already changed, and many pharmaceutical sales representatives from Yunli Medical Company.
"Get the defibrillator ready. Su Jiafu, anesthetize the patient. Zuo Cidian, lie on his back. " Although tracheotomy was a small surgery that could be performed by one person, Ling Ran still made use of the people in the small team.
The process was very smooth, and Zuo Cidian and the others quickly got to work.
The current CPR team in Yun Hua Hospital was originally formed by Zuo Cidian and the others. Now, they also had daily training and actual combat. After Ling Ran gave the order, a few people only needed a few seconds to complete the full set of preparations.
"I'm going to perform a tracheotomy," Ling Ran said to Tian Qi and began to wear gloves.
When performing a small surgery like tracheotomy, it was not necessary to wash one's hands and so on. Wearing gloves was more to protect the doctor.
Tian Qi obediently answered, "Okay." She stood by the side, took out her phone, and took a few photos.
At this time, Boss Shao also came over and looked at Dobin, whose face was flushed. He clicked his tongue and said, "You're so unlucky. If you were in my clinic, I would have finished you in a few minutes. Prosperous Fountains is like this. Don't be fooled by its large scale and the things it does are good, but when it comes to basic medical care, it really can't do it. "
As he spoke, Boss Shao also took out his phone and took a few photos of Dobin. He then posted it on his Moments. [When you're outside, it's inevitable that you'll encounter some problems. At this time, it's very necessary to find a shop with complete basic facilities, especially medical facilities …]
After he posted it on his Moments, Boss Shao's phone started to send messages non-stop.
Boss Shao smiled and slowly opened WeChat. He looked at the screen happily. However, the surgery in front of him made him a little uninterested. Since he could not understand it anyway, he might as well continue to aim the camera at Ling Ran.
The voices at the far end of the banquet hall were still there. Meanwhile, at the other end of the banquet hall, the doctors were also watching and talking.
"The cardiovascular system of Americans is really a mess."
"This doctor looks young, but his cardiovascular system is really bad."
"This one must have stayed up all night and played cards every day."
"Huh, how did you know?"
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