No, he had to go and take a look.
Before Chief Chen walked downstairs, he had already made up his mind.
Although the sky was already dark, although the aftershocks were continuous, although he was already old and could not perform interventional surgery.
However, he knew that even if he could not perform surgery, he could still use his many years of clinical experience to check and fill in the gaps.
The hospital was too busy. It was so busy that all the doctors were performing surgery on top. After the surgery, the patients could only be taken care of by the doctors who came down to rest or by the internal medicine doctors who came to support.
The number of surgeries had reached a certain level. It was almost impossible to finish the surgery without a break.
At this time, it was the easiest to make mistakes.
No matter what he did, as long as he could do something, it was good.
The thin and withered figure was getting faster and faster. His rheumatism and arthritis for many years seemed to no longer exist.
It was as if he had returned to his youth.
Even if his blood was spilled on this piece of land.
So what?!
He went downstairs and got into the car driven by his son. Chief Chen said, "Go to Pengxi Village Hospital."
"Dad, what are you trying to do?" Chief Chen's son was puzzled.
He was almost fifty years old. He had been tossing and turning until now. His entire body was tired. His old man was in his seventies. If something really happened to him, what would he do?
Although he looked healthy, he basically had many problems that an old man should have.
"If I tell you to go, then go. Stop talking so much nonsense!" Chief Chen had a bad temper. He had not been sleeping well recently. In addition, he had witnessed countless injured people being sent to Chengdu. He was agitated and even more irritable.
His son had no choice but to start the car and rush to Pengxi Village in the night.
Along the way, Chief Chen kept thinking about the situation in Pengxi Village and what exactly happened.
This was beyond the scope of medical common sense.
Perhaps Huaxi's Department of Interventional Medicine had pulled over more than half of its middle-level backbone to perform emergency surgery at the outpost of Pengxi Village … Moreover, Pengxi Village Hospital had been renovated this year … Otherwise, it would have been impossible to send so many patients to Chengdu Provincial Hospital in less than a day.
Even so, it was absolutely impossible!
Chief Chen was most afraid that he would be too busy and mistakenly report the condition of the injured. In the end, it would lead to major collective casualties.
It would be a pity if the people he had saved with great difficulty were not treated because of these omissions.
Chief Chen knew that his eyes were blurry, his legs were not agile, and his hands were still shaking. He could not perform the surgery at all.
Then he would go and take a look. He would do his part and try his best. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to sleep at home.
The night was vast. On the road to Pengxi Village, there was endless traffic.
There were ambulances, military troops, and firefighters from all over the country. When they arrived at Chengdu, they did not rest and went straight to the frontline.
Although the aftershocks continued, nothing could stop them.
There were also many private car and taxi owners who rushed to the front line to see what they could do.
Chief Chen did not have much to communicate with his son. He was not a doctor, so there were many things that he would not understand.
Along the way, the old director was filled with worries.
There were many cars and even more people on the road. It was countless times more crowded than usual.
However, the traffic was still orderly. Although the traffic was slow, they could still move forward.
When they arrived at Pengxi Village and arrived at the village hospital, Chief Chen got out of the car and went straight to the emergency department. His son wanted to get out of the car to help him, but he pushed him away.
What kind of joke was this? Did he want the doctors here to treat him as a patient or an injured person?
He was here to contribute, not to cause trouble.
However, the situation at Pengxi Village Hospital surprised Chief Chen. The order here was still good and orderly. It was not as chaotic as he had imagined.
In his imagination, the corridor of the hospital should be filled with injured people. The doctors and nurses with disheveled hair were constantly changing fluids and patrolling the ward. Outside the hospital, there should be endless wailing and all kinds of vehicles blocking the way.
However, he saw rows of temporary tents set up in the hospital's courtyard. The injured who were sent down from the frontline were directly sent to the hospital for treatment. The lightly injured were first placed in the tents and waited for treatment.
Other than the tents, there were also two rows of cars lined up neatly. One row was relatively small. It was the first-aid ambulance. The other row was a long queue of volunteers mainly consisting of taxis and private cars.
Chief Chen observed for a few minutes and found that the seriously injured were sent to the first-aid ambulance, while the lightly injured were sent to the volunteer convoy.
The management here was not bad. At such a time, it was still orderly. It had indeed exceeded his expectations.
He drove his son to the side of the volunteer convoy. He could not make a wasted trip. It would be good to bring back a few lightly injured people.
As for himself, Chief Chen was prepared to observe here for a day.
He did not walk directly into the hospital. Instead, he followed the flow of people to the place where they received and triaged the injured who came down from the frontline.
Everyone was busy. No one noticed that there was an old man.
Chief Chen watched quietly. Every injured person was wrapped with a wristband with a number written on it. Then, a professional was responsible for entering the information into the computer.
At the same time, a few doctors who did not look like local doctors from Pengxi Village did a physical examination. They wrote down the tests that needed to be done and volunteers sent the injured to the corresponding departments.
As for the seriously injured, they were first treated with infusion, blood collection, and examination. Those who could be treated were treated on the spot. Those who could not be treated were carried to the first-aid ambulance waiting outside and sent to Chengdu.
This place was really not bad. He approved of it in his heart.
Chief Chen nodded and turned around to walk towards the Interventional Department.
A year ago, he had come here at Chief Jiang's invitation. In the entire province, Chief Chen still had a rather high academic status.
He knew where the Interventional Department was and did not need volunteers to guide him.
When he found the Interventional Department, he took a look first.
Compared to a year ago, there was no change.
The only difference was that outside the interventional operating theater, countless folding beds were set up. Patients were lying on them, and a simple drip rack was erected next to them.
However, most of these temporary additional beds were empty. There were only more than ten injured people lying on them.
The door of the operating theater was ajar. Chief Chen looked at it for a few minutes before a stretcher trolley was pushed out from inside.
There was a seriously injured person lying on the stretcher trolley. At a glance, one could tell that he was a patient with hemorrhagic shock. Chief Chen judged that this should be a patient with a severe pelvic fracture and a large retroperitoneal hematoma after surgery.
There was a plastic bag on the injured person's chest. It was tied very firmly and there was a piece of paper inside.
Just like the patients that Chief Chen saw at Chengdu Provincial Hospital, he could guess what was written on it — the time of consultation, the vital signs at that time, the treatment done, the blood type of the injured person, and how much blood was transfused.
He was busy but not messy. This made Chief Chen sigh with emotion.
When the injured person was sent out, Chief Chen quickly made way.
When Chief Jiang saw the old man, he quickly rubbed his eyes in disbelief. However, it was Chief Chen who was serious. He quickly walked over and asked in confusion, "Chief Chen? Why are you here? "
"Little Jiang, how many surgeries have you performed here?"
"Forty-five in more than ten hours." Chief Jiang's face was filled with fatigue, but he still remembered the numbers very clearly.
After all, the most serious injury was a pelvic fracture. There could not be a lot of patients. Many of them had ruptured organs.
A small number of these patients were operated on by Huaxi doctors at Pengxi Village Hospital, but the number of surgeries was limited. Most of them would not stay in Pengxi Village. They would have their blood types tested, hang up blood bags, and then be taken directly to Huaxi and Chengdu Provincial Hospital by the first-aid ambulance for emergency surgery.
"So many? Which deity has come to your place? "
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