The helicopter's propellers roared, and the huge wind blew Zheng Ren's hair into a mess.
This time, it was still the bearded pilot. Although the rain had lessened a little, it had not stopped yet. There were not many people who could land in bad weather, and he was one of them.
Under such circumstances, this was the only way to maintain the green channel that transported life-saving supplies.
However, he brought good news. It had been 30 hours since the earthquake, and the nearest unit was not far from here.
However, he did not say what kind of casualties that unit had suffered, and Zheng Ren did not ask.
After unloading the cargo on the helicopter and carrying the seriously injured people rescued by the medical staff onto the helicopter, the bearded pilot prepared to leave.
"Comrade, I've written down the diagnosis and treatment for each patient. There are also suggestions for follow-up treatment. Please explain the situation to the doctors in the rear. "Zheng Ren did not mind being long-winded and once again reminded him very seriously.
"Don't worry." The bearded pilot had a heroic look on his face. He would definitely not forget such a big matter.
"By the way, I've reported to the frontline headquarters that you said you wanted to mobilize kidney physicians from all over the country to transport a large number of dialysis machines. The leaders are very concerned about it," the bearded pilot said. "The frontline command has been issued. Within a few days, more than a thousand kidney physicians will arrive one after another."
Zheng Ren nodded. Although he was still not at ease, this was the only way.
This batch of seriously injured people were still injured with internal organs ruptured, massive bleeding, and hemorrhagic shock. After performing 'simple' surgery, they were sent to the rear hospital for second-stage surgery, followed by anti-infection and anti-shock treatment.
As for patients with severe ground contusions that required amputation, their lives would not be in danger for a short period of time. They would not be able to get on the helicopter.
Because there was a large amount of morphine in the supplies that they brought, these injured people would not suffer too much.
Zheng Ren wrote the treatment process on a piece of paper very seriously. There was not much paper left to write on. Zheng Ren even 'requisitioned' a female team member's facial tissue.
The treatment process and the general treatment ideas that Zheng Ren could think of were briefly written on it.
There was only so much he could do.
Zheng Ren closed his feet, raised his hand, and saluted.
Although it was not standard, it was full of seriousness and passion.
The bearded pilot returned the salute. Then, he extended his hand, clenched his fist, and faced Zheng Ren.
After the fist bump, he turned around and boarded the helicopter without hesitation.
Watching the helicopter slowly leave, Zheng Ren turned around and left.
"Boss, do you know who he is?" Su Yun looked at the search and rescue dog that Zhao Yunlong had brought along this time, and a smile appeared on his face.
"That rescue dog?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Of course it's a pilot. There are search and rescue dogs everywhere. How would I know what it's called?" Su Yun said angrily.
"I don't know. Do you?" Zheng Ren walked quickly to the generator, intending to help carry it to the ruins of the radiology department.
"It's an epaulet, Boss. You don't recognize it?"
"I don't know her."
Su Yun shrugged and said, "Other than surgery, you really don't have any common sense in life."
"It's enough that you know how to perform surgery. If you know who he is, can you bring me the double-arm machine?" Zheng Ren asked as he walked quickly.
What he said made sense, but Su Yun was already used to Zheng Ren's seemingly reasonable but also full of flaws. Just as he was about to retort, he saw Zheng Ren and the others start to move the generator, so he had no choice but to go up and help.
The small generator could not provide much electricity, but it was better than nothing.
Among the survivors, there were professional electricians who were called to connect the generator and the gastrointestinal machine.
The surgical supplies used for interventional surgery did not take up much space. The bearded pilot brought more than 20 sets.
After installing the generator, Zheng Ren jumped in through the vent where the rescue team had come out.
Su Yun did not hesitate and followed Zheng Ren in.
"That bearded man's epaulet is a colonel. He's probably the head of the Marine Corps." Su Yun could not forget.
"The gastrointestinal machine has a lot of X-ray radiation. You should go out," Zheng Ren said as if he did not hear Su Yun.
"Well, why is there an extra set?" Su Yun replied to Zheng Ren with a disdainful smile. He picked up a lead apron and put it on. However, Zheng Ren was already wearing a lead apron and there was another one on the ground. He remembered that there were two sets when he unloaded the cargo.
"You remembered wrongly," Zheng Ren lied with a straight face without batting an eyelid.
Could it be that he was sleepy? Su Yun scratched his head.
His body was so exhausted that even Su Yun, who had a photographic memory, began to doubt himself.
"This is a gastrointestinal machine. The amount of thread it receives is too much. You should go out," Zheng Ren said seriously again.
"As a perfect assistant, you should let me go out and cut it!" Su Yun seized the time and began to get busy.
Although he was still skeptical of Zheng Ren's words, it did not affect his determination to carry it out.
Zheng Ren did not try to dissuade Su Yun anymore. The matter of eating the thread was no longer a big deal under the current circumstances.
The building could collapse at any time as long as there was another aftershock with a strength of more than magnitude 6.
Although Zheng Ren found that the aftershocks were getting smaller and smaller, who could say for sure about such a thing?
Su Yun still had some complaints about risking his life to perform pelvic fracture hemostasis surgery and thrombectomy treatment. However, Zheng Ren firmly believed that it was uncertain when this batch of 'slightly lighter' injured people could be sent out.
Not to mention the pelvic fracture, if the bleeding was not stopped, the injured would only die. For the injured who needed to be amputated, if the thrombectomy really completely blocked the blood vessels and the necrotic tissue spread, the chances of survival after returning would not be high.
Therefore, he insisted again and again.
The two of them were busy. After a simple disinfection and cleaning, the electrician connected the generator to the gastrointestinal machine.
With the roar of the diesel generator, Zheng Ren turned on the gastrointestinal machine.
Seeing the long-lost light and shadow, Zheng Ren missed it very much.
The first patients were lying in tents, waiting for the helicopter to return to the rear with pelvic fractures.
Their injuries … were serious, but they had not ruptured their organs. The medical team could not do anything about it.
The carrying capacity was quite limited. This kind of patient could not directly board the helicopter. It was like a frog being boiled in warm water … This was something that the captain of the military medical university and Zhao Yunlong knew very well.
However, no one could do anything about it.
The seriously injured were carefully sent down from the air vent. Zheng Ren and Su Yun worked together to put the seriously injured on the examination bed of the gastrointestinal machine. Then, they began to disinfect it.
The resolution of the gastrointestinal machine was very poor. The branches of the internal iliac artery were very thin. Zheng Ren held a flashlight in his mouth and squinted his eyes as he performed the surgery in a strange posture.
Fortunately, his level was still high. One machine every 3,040 minutes. He finished dealing with this batch of patients who were in urgent need of surgery as soon as possible.
After that, a relatively light patient was sent in. The little girl was fifteen years old. Her right foot was crushed and bruised. The surface of her foot was already black because of the long period of ischemia.
When she was sent down, she had just been injected with an intravenous morphine. Her expression was a little blank.
"Uncle, what kind of surgery do you want to do?" the little girl asked in Sichuanese.
Zheng Ren smiled and tried his best to calm her emotions. He said, "The blood vessels on your injured foot are all blocked. Let's try to open them. If we can open the blood vessels, you can go back to the rear and just treat the fracture. "
"That's great. Then can I still run in the future?" the little girl asked.
"Yes, yes." Zheng Ren began to adjust the gastrointestinal machine. Su Yun prepared the surgical supplies and then began to disinfect it.
The resolution of the gastrointestinal machine for interventional surgery is very poor. I can only fantasize about it. In reality, I have seen a big hand use a gastrointestinal machine to perform interventional surgery for liver cancer. It is quite difficult.
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Interventional hemostasis using a gastrointestinal machine
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