The rupture on the heart had three intricate stitches. The knot was neither too tight nor too loose, and the strength was just right.
As the heart beat vigorously, there was no more blood seeping out of the rupture.
Without the pressure from the cardiac tamponade, there was no problem with the heart beating.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun began to examine the lungs to see if there were any other undetected wounds.
A stab wound had caused a cardiac tamponade. It was urgent.
Due to the pericardium protecting the myocardium, most of the bleeding was stored in the pericardium.
If the bleeding was rapid, the pericardium would accumulate more blood in the pericardium, causing the pressure to increase.
As the pressure increased, the heart's beating would be limited. In the worst case scenario, the pressure would be greater than the heart's beating force, leading to cardiac arrest.
The solution was simple. Open the pericardium, release the blood, reduce the pressure, and the heart would start beating again.
The most difficult problem was time.
Time!
According to the usual procedure, the patient would be dead by disinfection, anesthesia, and all preoperative preparations in the operating theater, then open the pericardium and decompression.
The best way to deal with it was to open the pericardium immediately after cardiac arrest and decompression.
Aseptic procedures and rescue procedures were not important.
Even if opening the chest would result in an open pneumothorax, it did not matter.
If the heart had stopped beating, pneumothorax would not matter.
The surgery was relatively simple. All they had to do was sew the heart back together.
This was the most urgent kind of emergency, and it was also the easiest to deal with.
…
Outside the operating theater, the crowd was furious.
The patient's family, friends, and relatives arrived one after another. When they saw the large footprint on the patient's lover and her dejected expression, they could not contain their anger.
When they heard that the patient had 'died' in the ambulance and that the Sea City General Hospital doctors had opened up the patient's chest in the emergency resuscitation room, they could not contain their anger.
In particular, the floor and roof of the resuscitation room were stained with blood. It was a ghastly sight, and it added fuel to the flames of anger in the crowd.
"The patient is already dead. How can there be such a scourge?"
"Which doctor did this? Kill him!"
"That's right. Where's the doctor? Where's the doctor? "
Although there were not many family members, due to the short period of time, there were only a few who could get the news and rush over in time.
However, their anger only grew stronger and stronger.
The murderer would be responsible for the patient's death.
But if he was sent to the hospital, shouldn't he be treated with external chest compressions and artificial respiration?
That was how it was portrayed on TV. It was also how some common knowledge was explained.
According to the doctor in the ambulance, he had been dead for a while. Even so, their stomachs had to be cut open, and their corpses couldn't even be left intact...
Where did this logic come from?!
Was there still any law?
Was there any morality left?
The anger of the family members became more and more intense as the onlookers added fuel to the fire.
"Yeah, when I saw them come in, they were already dead. When the doctor cut him open, the blood rushed up to the room like a rain of blood. "
"It's so scary. I think I'll have nightmares when I get home."
"Doctor, why are you dragging the dead? Where are you going? Don't tell me you want organs … "As the man spoke, his mouth was covered by the person beside him.
How could he casually say such a thing?
Did he not want to live anymore?
The patient's husband sat on the ground. His body was so weak that it was difficult for him to even lean against the wall. It was as if his bones had been removed. She cried silently. There were no tears, no sound.
The tears that should have been shed had long been drained.
It was silent and tearless, but everyone could feel the grief and sorrow in it.
She did not say what had happened at that time. She probably did not know what had happened at that time.
All of this made the family and friends of the patient even angrier. They could not control themselves.
"Where's the doctor? Where's my brother? If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse. He's already dead. Where did he go with the corpse?! "
"Is Sea City General Hospital involved in some shady business? Return the corpses to us!"
"F * ck, I'll destroy your hospital!"
The family members surrounded the nearest nurse and shouted.
The more they spoke, the angrier they became. One of them began to kick the hard red bench, wanting to pick it up and smash everything that could be seen to vent the anger in his heart.
"Everyone, be f * cking quiet!" Fan Tianshui had been observing the whole time. He was very calm. Things like blood flowing into the room did not affect him at all. In the past, the team's field doctor had also performed a similar rescue, and he had saved a dead comrade.
Fan Tianshui separated the crowd. In his eyes, ordinary people were just ordinary people. They had no ability to fight back.
He stood in front of the young nurse, not angry but dignified.
He looked around like a ferocious tiger coming down the mountain. A cold aura shocked everyone present.
"Where's my brother's body?" a young man asked, his voice much lower than before.
If not for his pride and fear of being embarrassed, he would not have spoken.
The aura emitted by Fan Tianshui was simply too terrifying. No ordinary person would be willing to provoke such a person.
"Body?" Fan Tianshui said coldly, "Do you want your brother to die that much?"
"How can you say that!" Another person heard Fan Tianshui's harsh words and immediately became angry.
Fan Tianshui cast a sidelong glance, his gaze as sharp as a knife, and that person immediately cowered.
"Chief Zheng is rescuing him. There's still a chance that he'll survive. Everyone, disperse." Fan Tianshui waved his hand. The muscles on his palm were strong and frightening.
Ever since he became a security guard in Sea City General Hospital, although Fan Tianshui still did not have much savings, his nutrition could keep up and his body was gradually recovering. Although he was not at his peak, it was more than enough to protect the emergency department of Sea City General Hospital.
"Big Brother, where's the operating room?" The patient's cousin had nowhere to vent his anger. He did not dare to provoke Fan Tianshui, so he cried out in grievance.
"Don't cause trouble here, or you'll be sent to the Public Security Bureau," Fan Tianshui ordered.
His figure was like that of a bandit in the past with a beard. When the words' Public Security Bureau 'came out of his mouth, it made people feel particularly amused.
"Family members, immediate family members, follow me." Fan Tianshui was empty-handed, his expression nonchalant. He led the family members to the emergency operating room in a grandiose manner.
Some of the family members of the patients who were not seriously ill, and even the patients themselves, followed behind to see what was going on.
Watching the show had never changed for countless years.
"Behave yourselves. This is the operating room. Chief Zheng is performing the surgery." Fan Tianshui was like a door god, standing at the entrance of the operating room, cold, fierce, and intimidating. 8)
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