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Chapter 1380

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Zheng Ren's right hand tried his best to probe inside, stimulating the patient's throat, allowing the liquid in the patient's upper respiratory tract to cough out on its own. At the same time, he inhaled hard, forming negative pressure in his mouth, and manually sucking the sputum from his mouth.

Three seconds later, Zheng Ren raised his head, picked up a sterile towel covering the patient's body, and wiped his mouth.

A large mouthful of sticky bloody phlegm was sucked out.

He took a deep breath and repeated the operation again.

After sucking out five mouthfuls of phlegm, Zheng Ren could feel that the little patient's agitation was much lighter.

He looked at the little patient. Although she was in a state of hemorrhagic shock and unconscious, the secretions blocking the upper airway had been sucked out. However, the secretion blocking the upper airway had been sucked out, and breathing was basically unobstructed. The body began to try to breathe fresh air to improve the hypoxic state.

The weak roaring sounds continued. Although the crisis had been resolved, it was not over yet.

Zheng Ren commanded the stretcher trolley to continue running toward the operating theater.

"F * ck … Is that doctor going to eat people?" Seeing the stretcher trolley continue to run, the onlookers were stunned.

"You really don't know anything. That's artificial respiration."

"Nonsense. Artificial respiration requires chest compressions. What's the use of just breathing?"

No one knew what Zheng Ren did. He presided over the resuscitation alone.

The little patient was very unfortunate to have encountered a fake chair lift. However, she was very lucky to have met Zheng Ren and did not die inexplicably.

The young nurse called for the elevator and did not let the stretcher trolley continue to wait.

Some people expressed anger at not being able to get on the elevator, but when the stretcher trolley, which was still dripping with blood, was pushed over, they all stopped talking.

Except for rare cases, no one would compete with emergency patients for the elevator.

Zheng Ren heaved a sigh of relief after sending the patient all the way to the operating theater.

It should not be a big problem. He watched the patient be sent in, grabbed a nurse, and said, "Please help me get a bottle of saline."

Zheng Ren's hands were stained with blood and the patient's respiratory tract secretions. The nurse glared at him in disgust and left without saying anything.

How helpless … Where was Director Wang? Zheng Ren only noticed that Director Wang was nowhere to be seen.

Where did he go to change?

In an unfamiliar operating theater, an unfamiliar and unfriendly nurse, Zheng Ren was covered in blood and secretions, and was slightly at a loss.

"Bang ~" The operating theater door opened, and Director Wang and Liu Xuzhi rushed in.

Old Liu was a little better, but Director Wang's face was purple. He ran all the way, and he almost used all his strength to catch up at this time.

After all, he was in his fifties and lacked exercise all year round. His body could not keep up.

"Boss Zheng, you're really fast," Director Wang said, panting.

"Take me to change. Did the people from the General Surgery Department go up? Is the blood ready? "Zheng Ren asked.

Dean Wang was still clueless.

Zheng Ren felt a little helpless as the rescue was out of his control.

There was no one around him. He did not look like the director of a hospital at all. Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. Fan Tao had probably brought him here from his home. The people in the dean's office didn't know about this.

Director Wang led him to the changing room, where he found a tap and rinsed his mouth.

'Mouth-to-mouth phlegm suction feels terrible,' Zheng Ren thought. Fortunately, the patient was saved. If not, his mood would be even worse.

"Boss Zheng, did you perform artificial respiration just now?" Director Wang asked as he changed his clothes.

"Phlegm blocked the airway, so I sucked it out." Zheng Ren rinsed his mouth three times and wiped his face with cold water. He then took off the isolation suit and wiped his face before changing into a new one.

Director Wang only knew about mouth-to-mouth phlegm suction, but he did not expect to see it with his own eyes. He was stunned.

He could not think about it. The more he thought about it, the more disgusted he felt.

However, the effect was immediate. The little girl's face was purple and she kept twitching on the stretcher trolley. Zheng Ren was really afraid that he would touch the electroplating rod during the agitation and cause new damage to the abdominal cavity.

"Director Wang, has the patient's blood been sent for examination?" Although Zheng Ren knew that the director did not know anything, he still asked tentatively.

"It should have been sent."

"Hurry up and see the results of hepatitis B, syphilis, and AIDS," Zheng Ren said.

Although there was no indication on the System panel, what if the System missed these infectious diseases?

He did not think about it during the rescue, and he did not have time to think about it at that time. However, when he relaxed a little, Zheng Ren immediately realized this.

"Oh, okay, okay," Director Wang quickly replied.

These tests were still available in the People's Hospital of Xilin Town. If they did not check it, they would check it again.

"Boss Zheng, can the patient survive?" Director Wang asked this question again. This was what he was conflicted about.

Fortunately, Boss Zheng of the 912 was there. If not, the child would probably be cooking the corpse now.

Zheng Ren sighed.

If he was more familiar with this rescue, there should be no problem.

Whether it was in Sea City or the 912, there was no possibility of death.

However, in this small border hospital, Zheng Ren was not confident. It was not that he did not have confidence in his rescue techniques and standards. God knew what would happen inside!

The most difficult part had been solved by himself … Forget it, he would go and take a look. The level of emergency treatment was too poor. If he did not see the surgery finish, he would not be confident.

After the surgery …

Zheng Ren sighed and said, "Director Wang, are you familiar with the ICU in the province?"

"I …" Director Wang immediately understood what Zheng Ren meant. He thought for a moment and said, "I'll call for help and ask a teacher to come and support me."

"Okay." Zheng Ren was relieved this time.

It was just a simple trauma. It would not be particularly complicated. In addition, the patient was young, so his body should recover very quickly. After the surgery was taken down, with a doctor at the level of chief resident in the ICU of the Provincial Hospital guarding here, the problem would not be big.

After changing his clothes, Zheng Ren and Director Wang walked into the operating theater.

There were very few operating theaters, only five of them. The last operating theater was lit up, indicating that the surgery was being performed.

Zheng Ren walked over directly.

"Boss Zheng, you did a really good job in interventional surgery." Director Wang did not know what to say. He could only praise him calmly.

"Oh, I came from the General Surgery Department. I did interventional surgery halfway through," Zheng Ren said.

"…" Director Wang was stunned for a moment before he immediately understood. He was a professor from the 912. He looked young, but he could not be underestimated.

He hurriedly ran in front of Zheng Ren and opened the sensing door.

"This is a new laminar flow operating theater that was built a few years ago. It's the best in a radius of a hundred miles," Director Wang introduced.

Zheng Ren had no concept of this at all.

The operating theater was laminar flow. Wasn't that what it should be? However, thinking about it, it was not easy to have a laminar flow operating theater in such a small town.

After entering the operating theater, the tracheal intubation had just been inserted. The anesthesiologist was adjusting the parameters of the ventilator with a book in his hand.

When Zheng Ren saw it, his heart turned cold.

Director Wang had been paying attention to Zheng Ren's expression. He quickly explained, "We can't do general anesthesia for children here. If there are similar patients, they will be sent to the province."

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