After a simple and detailed record, Liu Xuzhi was sent to the emergency operating theater for debridement and suturing.
His injury … could not even be considered an injury.
Although he had almost injured his tendons and would definitely leave an ugly scar in the future, it was really nothing here.
Disinfection, anesthesia, and suturing. Half an hour later, his arm was wrapped in layers of gauze as he walked out of the emergency operating theater.
"Go and rest. It's been hard on you these past few days." The doctor who sutured him was very polite. These people who came down from the frontline and were injured were all worthy of respect.
"I want to ask about something. Where is the interventional surgery room?" Liu Xuzhi asked.
"Huh?"
"I'm an interventional doctor. I'll go and see if there's anything I can help," Liu Xuzhi said.
The emergency doctor frowned and said seriously, "You'll sweat a lot when you perform surgery in a lead apron. Be careful of infection."
"No problem." Liu Xuzhi smiled foolishly. "Hang a bottle of water and take some anti-inflammatory drugs. It's no big deal."
Seeing that he insisted, the emergency doctor pointed the way for him and then went back to work.
This place was really different. It was completely different from what Liu Xuzhi had imagined.
In his expectations, the corridor should be filled with injured people waiting for triage. It would be a mess and chaos everywhere.
However, what Liu Xuzhi saw was orderly triage. The lightly injured were placed in tents outside, some of the seriously injured were pushed to the operating theater in Pengxi Village, and the other were directly sent to Chengdu by ambulance.
He saw a lot of young people in suits busily working.
It seemed that they were white-collar workers in the city, and they were the smart and capable kind. Their behavior was also very methodical. There was no trace of panic or confusion at all.
'Not bad,' Liu Xuzhi praised in his heart.
Even in the hospital of Horqin Right Middle Banner, once they encountered a large-scale rescue, they would not be so rigorous and orderly.
Amazing, amazing! Liu Xuzhi followed the emergency doctor's guidance all the way to the interventional surgery room.
At the entrance of the operating theater was a simple small ward. A few nurses were changing the drip for the injured, and there were volunteers taking care of the injured.
Liu Xuzhi was a little strange. Could it be that they couldn't send people to the ward? Did they have to do the drip here?
No matter what, the conditions here were worse than those in the ward area.
Just as he was thinking, a stretcher trolley was pushed out.
A doctor held a transparent folder in his hand. He clipped a piece of paper in it and placed it on the body of the patient after surgery. Then, he told the volunteer where to send the injured patient and pushed the stretcher trolley directly into the operating theater.
This efficiency … was really amazing. Seeing that he was about to enter the operating theater, Liu Xuzhi immediately shouted.
"Who? What's the matter? "The doctor answered loudly, but he did not delay sending the seriously injured person into the operating room.
This place had become an assembly line for surgeries, and its efficiency was extremely high.
The doctor who was pushing the patient did not dare to delay. The surgeries inside were all performed crazily. Once there was a mistake in any part of the process, Chief Jiang, who had always been good-tempered, would curse.
The surgery had been going on for two days and one night. The surgeons did not feel tired at all. They only ate some food intermittently and took turns to rest. The surgery had never been delayed.
Therefore, Chief Jiang became stricter. In his opinion, the supporting doctors were working hard. There was no reason for him and the doctors under him to slack off.
Although everyone was exhausted, they gritted their teeth and persevered.
Liu Xuzhi jogged a few steps, his entire body aching.
"Hello, I'm an interventional doctor from the frontline. I'm here to see if there's anything I can help with," Liu Xuzhi quickly explained.
"Chief Jiang, a doctor is here!" the young doctor said loudly.
It seemed that this was the only way he would not fall asleep.
Chief Jiang raised his head and glanced at Liu Xuzhi. He asked, "Which hospital are you from? What kind of surgery can you perform? Have you filed it with Director Lin? "
"A second-class Grade A hospital in Horqin Right Middle Banner, Inner Mongolia. I know how to perform surgeries, but my level is average. I can help as an assistant and replace the surgeon to rest for a while. I haven't filed it yet, "Liu Xuzhi said.
He was the kind of person who knew what he was doing. He was not competitive and directly stated that he only intended to be a substitute. As for the filing, he did not expect that this kind of village-level hospital would be so formal.
Chief Jiang nodded and said, "Then I'll file it for you. Doctor Zheng, can you rest for a while? Someone else is here. "
"No need." An ethereal voice came from the operating room. "I'm fine. How many more patients with pelvic fractures are there? "
"Three! I've done the rest! "When Chief Jiang said this, he was also a little absent-minded.
He had never thought that he would be able to finish a large number of patients.
However, the truth told him that in two days and one night, more than a hundred surgeries were completed just like that. Even if there were more injured people sent down from the frontline, the injured that were piled up like a lake had already finished the surgery. Chief Jiang had nothing to worry about.
"Tell Uncle Ning that if there are any injured people who need to be amputated, he can send a few over. I'll do the embolectomy later." Zheng Ren's voice was very soft. It floated in the air. It was obvious that he had reached the point where he could not continue.
"Doctor Zheng, please sleep for a while. I'm begging you." Chief Jiang stood at the door of the operating theater and bowed repeatedly without caring about his image. He had a pleading look on his face.
Liu Xuzhi was dumbfounded. What was going on?
"No need. I'll do a few more," Zheng Ren said.
"That's what you said six hours ago." Chief Jiang almost cried. He wore a lead apron and performed surgery for dozens of hours without rest. No one could withstand it.
In the operating room next door, two people had already taken turns to rest. Mu Tao and Su Yun could not take it anymore.
Only in this operating room, after Zheng Ren chased Chief Chen away, he had been performing the surgery in silence.
Each surgery did not exceed fifteen minutes. Including the time to move the patients, there were four surgeries an hour. This kind of high speed had been maintained and did not slow down because of physical exhaustion.
Chief Jiang did not know how long Doctor Zheng could last. Perhaps he would faint in the next second, but at least he was still working hard.
"Bring the patient up. Don't waste your energy on this." Zheng Ren lowered his head. He did not even have the strength to tear off the sterile clothes. He stood beside the medical trash can and let a volunteer take off the sterile clothes for him.
Liu Xuzhi was dumbfounded. He whispered, "Doctor Zheng, I'm also involved in interventional surgery. I can do one. You should rest first."
"Okay, go to the other side and take a look. Give me a hand." Zheng Ren turned around to wash his hands and drank a few mouthfuls of water.
He did not dare to drink too much water. He was afraid that he would have to pee and go to the bathroom.
He only drank a few small mouthfuls to keep his mouth moist.
During this period, he simply drank three bottles of Energy Serum. However, the efficacy of the Energy Serum seemed to be constantly weakening.
Zheng Ren did not know how long he could last, but since he could still perform the surgery now, he would do it.
The surgery had already gone crazy. He burned his life, completed one surgery after another, and rescued one patient after another.
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