Chapter 41
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Along the way, Zheng Ren reminded Little Zhao of some trivial matters. For example, if someone passed away, do not do a live broadcast. If someone had a bad temper, they might have to cross the Bridge of Helplessness hand in hand with the dead.
Little Zhao agreed with Zheng Ren's advice. The two soon arrived at Sea City General Hospital.
It was Zheng Ren's first time riding an electric scooter and he was suddenly interested. Not to mention the speed, just the fact that there was no traffic was already very attractive.
When they arrived at Sea City General Hospital, Zheng Ren separated from Little Zhao and went to the emergency department to look for Old Chief Physician Pan.
As expected, the emergency department was a mess. There were fights, falls, large amounts of alcohol, gastric lavage … Zheng Ren did not understand why people were drinking in the middle of the day. Why so much?
He walked past the crowd and headed straight for Old Chief Physician Pan's office.
When he passed by the resuscitation room, Zheng Ren heard the loud sound of an acute asthma attack.
The doctors and nurses in the resuscitation room were busy resuscitation.
"Two milliliters of dihydroxypropylline intravenously!
"Add an epinephrine!
"Tracheotomy equipment ready. Inform the surgery department to perform a tracheotomy at any time."
Zheng Ren changed his mind and went to change his clothes before heading straight for the resuscitation room.
No one greeted him as they were all busy resuscitation.
The patient was a man in his twenties lying on the emergency bed. Next to him was a crying girl who was holding his hand. She seemed to be his girlfriend.
Zheng Ren observed the patient's symptoms and diagnosis in the upper right corner of his vision.
Zheng Ren shrugged helplessly when he saw the diagnosis.
"Family member, please leave us for a moment," Zheng Ren said in a low voice.
The girl in red turned around, her eyes misty with tears. To her, Zheng Ren's words meant that the patient's condition had worsened and he needed resuscitation.
"Doctor …" The girl was out of breath from crying and could not even complete a sentence.
"It's okay. Leave us for now. I'll explain to you later," Zheng Ren said.
The girl was reluctant to let go of the boy's hand. She could not bear to let go.
What a beautiful love. Why did no one like him so much? However, with the System, Zheng Ren knew better.
He had no money, no face, no clothes for three to five days, and he stank. Who would like him?
"Get out now. You're delaying the resuscitation!" Zheng Ren noticed that the boy's condition had worsened. The words in the upper right corner of his vision were faintly red. This was a sign that the patient's condition had worsened and was approaching critical condition.
Zheng Ren was blunt. "If you want to save him, get out now!"
He doesn't have any protective feelings for the fairer sex. Serves him right as a single dog.
The girl cried even harder when she was dragged out.
When the patients and their family members who came to the Emergency Department saw that there was gossip, anyone who could move would gather around. At this time, Little Zhao also appeared in the crowd, holding a phone in his hand. The live broadcast was already in progress.
"Wait here. I'll come out and explain the situation to you later," Zheng Ren said in an unquestionable tone before entering the resuscitation room and closing the door.
Although it was simple and crude, it was impossible to reason with the family at this time.
"Control the dosage. The patient will recover soon," Zheng Ren said.
"Chief Zheng, the patient has signs of laryngeal edema," the nurse reported after holding a flashlight and opening the patient's mouth.
"Don't worry. Use 10mg of dexamethasone for intravenous injection, followed by 250ml of saline solution, and add three doses of Tranquilizer. 60 drops per minute to maintain the intravenous point. Install the ECG monitor first and pay attention to the blood oxygen saturation. "
According to Zheng Ren's instructions, the intravenous drip was quickly connected. The ECG monitor showed a heart rate of 132 beats per minute and a pulse oxygen level of 80, which were symptoms of acute respiratory distress.
The doctors and nurses on the scene waited for Zheng Ren's next arrangements, but Zheng Ren stood beside the patient with his arms crossed and did not say a word.
"Chief Zheng is resuscitating the patient. Why is he done with just three doses of Tranquilizer?"
"Don't say anything. This is the new chief. I heard Old Chief Physician Pan likes him a lot."
"So what? We should resuscitate him. Are we just waiting for the patient to die?"
Zheng Ren heard the nurses whispering. It seemed that his hearing had improved after staying in the System for a long time.
"It's fine." Zheng Ren turned around and smiled. "The patient's condition is a little special. I estimate that the symptoms will be relieved in three minutes. If we inject too much medicine, the metabolism will be slow and other complications will occur. "
Zheng Ren's attitude was good and his tone was full of confidence. The doctors and nurses on the scene stopped talking. After all, senior doctors had to bear the responsibility and face the family in case of an accident.
Although they did not say anything, distrust still existed. Everyone was looking at the patient's condition.
A bottle of dihydroxypropylline could solve a patient with laryngeal edema? What a joke!
However, unexpectedly, the patient's breathing gradually stabilized after a few minutes and his heart rate gradually dropped to 110 beats per minute.
The cyanosis in his lips had subsided and his condition was obviously improving.
What … What was going on? The doctors and nurses realized that the patient's condition was gradually improving without them doing anything. They turned to look at Zheng Ren in disbelief.
"Young man, are you awake?" Zheng Ren patted the patient's shoulder.
The young male patient moved his hand to indicate that he understood.
"Lower the oxygen flow rate. I'll explain the patient's condition to the family." Zheng Ren patted the male patient's shoulder again to comfort him and turned to leave.
"You, stand up and talk," Zheng Ren said forcefully when he saw the girl squatting on the ground, sobbing.
"Doctor, how … How is it?"
"Nothing happened. Why are you crying?" Zheng Ren said, "The patient's condition is stable now. I'm here to explain the condition to you and I need your cooperation."
"Okay." The girl quickly wiped away her tears when she heard Zheng Ren say that she was fine. She sniffled hard and stood up.
The girl was about twenty-one or twenty-two years old with short hair and slightly rough skin. It was obvious that she came from a poor family. Her coarse eyeshadow was smudged from crying and scattered around her eyes, making her look like a giant panda.
She wore a bright red hoodie and the pungent chemical smell of cheap clothing could still be detected.
Money made no difference in the eyes of the doctors. Of course, it was different in the eyes of the hospital's higher-ups.
"The patient's condition is stable. He'll probably stay in the hospital overnight for observation and can go home tomorrow." Zheng Ren reassured the girl.
"Ah?" The girl could not believe the sudden happiness.
Little Zhao had squeezed to the front of the crowd and occupied a good position. The live broadcast was ongoing.
The onlookers were also surprised.
"The patient's face was purple when he was carried in. Is he dead and the doctor comforting the family?"
"The doctor wouldn't dare to do that. Is he really cured?"
"Are you kidding me? It's only been a few minutes. Do you think you can save the dead?"
Suppressed whispers rose one after another. Little Zhao focused on the live broadcast. He did not comment because he was not sure if Zheng Ren was telling the truth. He turned the camera around and recorded everyone's emotions.
"Take off this shirt and the patient will be fine," Zheng Ren said.
"Boom …" The onlookers exploded!
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