Once acute laryngeal edema occurs, it can quickly worsen and cause fatal airway obstruction.
Without tracheal intubation, the patient would die within 0.5 to 3 hours.
Zheng Ren contacted Zhou Litao and asked him to prepare a few more sets of tracheal intubations, surgical kits, and other things. From the Emergency Department of the 912 to Director Sun's house, there was no need for a first-aid ambulance. As long as they ran faster than him.
Regardless of life or death, he had to make preparations first. If there was a need for it, it wouldn't be to the extent of not being able to take it out and having to replace it with a hard tube.
That would be too crude.
Xie Yiren's car arrived at Director Sun's house. As soon as she stepped on the brakes, Zheng Ren and Su Yun jumped out of the car.
The 119 fire alarm had just arrived, and the firefighters rushed over with fire axes in their hands.
The situation was urgent, even Su Yun did not have time to joke, the two of them ran all the way to the door.
After all, the fire axe was a professional tool.
Cleaving the door open,
Cleaving the barrier of life and death.
The medical staff rushed in and saw Director Sun lying on the ground with his hand stretched forward. It looked like he was trying to climb over to open the door.
But after crawling a few steps, he fainted.
The doctor from the Emergency Department gently touched the carotid artery, raised his head, and shouted, "Open the bag!"
Striding in, Zheng Ren saw Director Sun's System panel was pale, but there were diagnoses — allergic laryngeal edema, acute renal failure.
Then, he glanced at Director Sun's wife, who was lying on the side. The diagnosis was similar, and the main diagnosis was the same.
Moreover..,
The system had a diagnosis!
He wasn't dead yet!
Zheng Ren snatched the first-aid kit from the nurse's hand and opened it on the spot. He tossed a tracheal intubation kit to Su Yun, took one for himself, and went to Director Sun's side.
Lay the person flat, put some clothes under the shoulders, slightly raised, and exposed the neck.
He grabbed a handful of iodophor to disinfect it, touched the thyroid cartilage, and hurriedly put on sterile gloves.
The emergency doctor removed the blade and handed it to Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren held the blade in his hand and made an incision from the lower edge of the thyroid cartilage to the supraclavicular fossa.
The sternohyoid and thyroid muscles were separated, avoiding the thyroid isthmus, and the trachea was incised from the 3-4 tracheal rings.
The moment the trachea was cut open, a high-pressure gas spurted out.
Director Sun's chest began to rise and fall.
Zheng Ren knew that he had almost reached his limit. He hoped that Director Sun's body would be slightly better and that he would not die from cerebral hypoxia.
However, the System did not give a diagnosis. Zheng Ren felt that there was a lot of hope.
He reached out and took out the endotracheal intubation kit from the sterile package. After stuffing it into his trachea, his breathing became smoother. Sun Yuan's cyanotic lips quickly regained their color.
"Oxygen for a while," Zheng Ren said.
"Oxygen!" Su Yun shouted from not far away.
His side was slightly slower. After all, there were still a few steps to go. The actual tracheotomy time was probably about the same as Zheng Ren's.
It was very difficult for the two of them to have an obvious difference in this kind of emergency operation.
The chief physician of the emergency department heaved a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. "Boss Zheng, that was close."
"Director Sun!" Zheng Ren patted Director Sun's shoulder and shouted loudly.
Director Sun breathed in fresh air. With oxygen participating in the blood oxygen exchange, his cyanosis improved slightly. He also recovered a little and managed to open his eyes.
When he saw Zheng Ren, he knew he was saved.
She wanted to stretch out her hand, but she couldn't lift it at all.
"Carry him away." Zheng Ren held Director Sun's hand and smiled. "He's fine now."
Seeing Director Sun close his eyes, the System panel began to gradually turn red as if it had received a blood supply. Zheng Ren let out a long sigh.
Sometimes, it was a good thing for the System panel to turn red.
The medical staff of the emergency department were busy carrying the person away. Zheng Ren did not have much to say. They were all professional doctors and nurses. There was no need for him to interfere in the emergency treatment.
The most difficult thing about laryngeal edema was to prevent fatal airway obstruction. It was like a firefighter using a fire axe to split open the door, splitting open the path of life and death. Director Sun and his lover's lives could be considered saved.
As for the future, if the 912 could not even treat this small illness, it would not be the top Class Three Grade A Hospital in the country, but a township health center.
After carrying Director Sun and his lover into the first-aid ambulance, Zheng Ren returned to Director Sun's house.
The house was in a mess. The door that had been split open by the fire axe looked so miserable. Zheng Ren stood in the house and took off the sterile gloves on his hands.
In a real crisis, saving a life would only take ten seconds. After he was done, he would be done.
It was clean.
Neat.
Zheng Ren looked at the door and was a little worried. Although the public security was better now, it seemed impossible to not pick up the litter on the road and not close the door at night.
He took a glance and saw a stack of money on the table. Sigh, he definitely couldn't leave. He had to wait for Director Sun's son to come back.
But what kind of allergy was it? Zheng Ren thought of this problem when he was bored.
According to Department Chief Kong, Director Sun should have developed allergic symptoms a few days ago. After going to the hospital for treatment, he improved and was discharged from the hospital today.
However, as soon as he got home, the allergy became serious.
If he could not find the source of the allergy, Director Sun would not be able to escape this calamity sooner or later.
Xie Yiren and Chang Yue followed him up. Su Yun stood in the room and said, "Boss, have you informed Director Sun's family?"
"Uh …"
"Don't tell me you think we should send someone to keep watch here at night?" Su Yun said disdainfully.
Then, he took out his phone and hesitated for a moment. "You should report to Department Chief Kong."
"There's no hurry," Zheng Ren said. "I think it should be throat edema caused by an allergy. Let's find the source of the allergy. Otherwise, if it's something common, it'll be troublesome in the hospital."
There were all kinds of allergens.
In the past, when they were in Sea City, everyone had chatted about it. Some people were even allergic to blood pressure drugs that they had been taking for decades.
Such extreme cases were very rare, but they could not rule out the possibility of Director Sun.
However, there was one thing that Zheng Ren and Su Yun noticed. Director Sun and his lover had allergies together.
That could rule out many possibilities.
"There must be something wrong with tonight's dinner," Su Yun said as he glanced at the table that had not been cleaned up.
"It's possible." Zheng Ren also walked over and took a look.
Spicy fried sea snails, bitter melon scrambled eggs, fried peanuts, and a few pickled vegetables.
There were more than ten bottles of beer beside them. Basically, there were five or six bottles for each person. The couple's alcohol tolerance was about the same.
"They also eat peanuts." Seeing the fried peanuts, Zheng Ren smiled.
His right hand subconsciously touched the dog's head.
Usually, at this time, Hei Zi would squat beside him and wait for Su Yun or Chang Yue to feed it.
It was already so late and he had not returned home yet. He did not know what Hei Zi was doing. Zheng Ren looked at the peanuts and his thoughts began to drift.
Hei Zi followed him and could be considered to have suffered. Although he did not lack food and drink, he was as busy as a dog … Hei Zi was much more free than him.
Sometimes, humans really could not be compared to dogs.
"Seafood? It can't be that. "Su Yun began to deny himself." If it was seafood, the couple would not be so careless. From the looks of it, they should often drink at home. "
Zheng Ren felt that the possibility of the allergen existing in the diet was very low, so he turned his head to look at other places.
This kind of job was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Zheng Ren really did not have any confidence.
"Boss, I think you're making an unnecessary move," Su Yun said. "Why are you looking for this thing? Let's call it a day and go home to eat peanuts and drink."
"Chang Yue is on a diet."
Zheng Ren was looking at the things in the room. Inadvertently, he stabbed Chang Yue in the ribs.
Chang Yue adjusted her glasses, her stomach growling.
The beef she had eaten at noon had long been digested. At Liu Xu's house in the evening, she only ate some cucumbers.
Now, even if it was a few peanuts, it would be good to be able to chew a few times in her mouth. At the thought of peanuts and Maotai, Chang Yue felt even more hungry.
Damn Chief Zheng, was it not good to pretend that he did not know?
"We can't leave. There's money on the table. What if we lose it if we leave?" Zheng Ren said, "Department Chief Kong said to find Director Sun's son. When the time comes, let him make his own decision."
"So we still have to look after the house after the emergency treatment?" Su Yun said unhappily.
"It's just for a while. Why are you in such a hurry?" Zheng Ren smiled and continued to look around for possible allergens.
Anyway, he had nothing to do.
"Boss, you're too boring." Su Yun directly sat down on the chair. He really wanted to go home and drink.
"It's okay. What do you think Director Sun and his wife are allergic to?" Zheng Ren did not say a word and changed the topic back to the allergen.
"Who knows? Look at the couple. They drink with money. I think they're allergic to money."
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