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Chapter 724

Words:2063Update:22/06/27 09:07:36

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In the courtyard of Huaxi, figures in white clothes were constantly shuttling through the green tents.

The overall atmosphere was busy. It was like a dense cloud that had been pressing down on their hearts for a long time. It was so heavy that no one even had the time to complain or complain about being tired.

If they had the time, they might as well find a place to lie down and sleep for a while. There was nothing happier than this.

The chief of the emergency department sat by the side of the road in Huaxi Hospital. He held the printed data in his hand and was thinking about something.

"Chief, the new emergency management system is really quite useful," a young clerk from the medical administration division stood at the side and said.

"Yes, don't you see who did it?" The chief looked at the data in his hand and pondered about something.

"Who did it?" The young clerk was surprised. Could it be that the chief knew the person who worked in the system?

"He was still helping us a few days ago. Later, a group of people came under him and he went to the frontline."

The young clerk was stunned.

At such a time, the frontline could not be easily sent to the frontline.

It was not an exaggeration to say that his hands and eyes were everywhere.

However, what did this have to do with the emergency medical management system software?

"The data isn't right." The chief of the emergency department pointed at the A4 paper in his hand and said, "What about the patients with pelvic fractures in Pengxi Village? Why isn't it reflected in the data? "

The young clerk was not a medical student. He was stunned for a moment before he immediately said, "I'll go check it now."

After saying that, he ran away like a wisp of smoke.

The old chief frowned and pondered, afraid that something would go wrong.

Logically speaking, Pengxi Village was at the forefront and should have transferred more patients with critical illnesses. However, the data showed that since about two days ago, there had been no injured patients with severe pelvic fractures.

Just like internal organ ruptures, patients with severe pelvic fractures were one of the most commonly treated types of trauma.

This kind of trauma was not the kind that would immediately kill them, but it was also very serious. If it lasted for a long time, it would definitely be fatal.

Usually, when a large army went in and dug people out of the rubble, it would take at least a day.

Almost all of the patients sent over were in a state of hemorrhagic shock and had to be rescued in the emergency department.

Could it be that there was something wrong with the rescue work in the six counties and cities that were seriously affected by the radiation in Pengxi Village?

That should not be the case. Other seriously injured people were continuously sent down from Pengxi Village, but there were no patients with severe pelvic fractures.

The data from the last few hours showed that even the number of amputees had gradually decreased.

Soon, the young clerk from the medical administration division ran back. He held a piece of paper in his hand and said, "Chief, Pengxi Village performed all the surgeries. The postoperative patients were not sent to us. They were sent directly to Chengdu Provincial Hospital and other lower-level hospitals. "

"How many?"

"197 people. The injured were sent to Chengdu Provincial Hospital and lower-level hospitals. They are recovering well. Only two people's hemorrhagic shock has not been corrected and are still being rescued." The data in the young clerk's hand explained everything.

It was strange. A place like Pengxi Village could withstand such a large amount of treatment work for severe pelvic fractures?

The emergency department chief was not very convinced, but the cold data showed him the truth.

Whether he believed it or not, the data was there. Not only the number of surgeries, but even the recovery of the patients after surgery was recorded.

"By the way, I received a call from Pengxi Village. They said that they have already started the embolectomy for the injured who need amputation. The corresponding injured should be sent to us soon," the young clerk said.

The director of the Emergency Department was silent.

He still could not understand how Pengxi Village managed to do it with such simple and crude conditions.

Huaxi was the last dam that intercepted the flood of injured people being transported from the frontline.

Countless people were being treated here. The number was shocking. As the emergency department chief who received and triaged patients here, he did not want to recall too much.

However, the big brother of Southwest Medical Center, one of the few large tertiary Grade A hospitals in the country, opened all the interventional operating theaters at the same time. Only then could they barely cope with the treatment of a large number of patients with severe pelvic fractures and retroperitoneal hematoma.

Pengxi Village?

It was really strange.

They still had to perform embolectomy? Not to mention the technical strength, were the machines there enough?

Just as he was thinking, a first-aid ambulance sped over.

Now that the whimpering sound of the ambulance had gradually been accepted by people, he stood up, handed the A4 paper to the young clerk, and strode over.

The first-aid ambulance stopped at the triage location. A stretcher trolley was immediately pushed over and placed at the back door of the ambulance.

The doctor from the ambulance jumped down and said simply according to the procedure, "The injured who needed amputation had been transferred from Pengxi Village Hospital. They have already undergone embolectomy. There are radiographic films and medical records here. By the way, they said that it has to be urgent. Otherwise, there will be complications. "

As he spoke, he handed over a few bags of radiographic films in his hand. There were numbers on the bags, and the corresponding numbers were on the wristbands of the injured to avoid confusion.

The emergency department doctor was a little puzzled, but who cared what the frontline did? They only needed to quickly send the injured to the orthopedics department and wait for the surgery.

"Let me take a look at the radiographic films," the emergency department chief said in a deep voice. Then, he took the radiographic films from the young doctor's hand.

"Send the injured to the orthopedics department first. After I'm done, I'll send the radiographic films myself." As he spoke, he took the radiographic films to his office.

The office was very messy. There was a military coat piled on the sofa. Twenty-six hours ago, the emergency department chief had napped here for three hours.

This was all the time he had slept recently.

He was very puzzled. He took out the radiographic films from the bag and glanced at them. They should be radiographic films from interventional radiography.

Did they really perform embolectomy?

Although he did not know much about embolectomy, some simple images were not difficult for him.

However … after the radiographic films were inserted, he was stunned.

This was definitely not an ordinary angiogram radiographic film. The position and angle were very tricky. He did not know if the person who cut the radiographic films was sleepy or if he wanted to use the radiographic films to send some kind of message to the people behind him.

He did not understand … He really did not understand.

He did not hesitate. He directly took out the second radiographic film and inserted it into the radiographic film viewer.

He still could not understand it.

The third radiographic film was the same.

There were only three radiographic films in total, and all of them were unconventional. The emergency department chief looked at the three radiographic films inserted into the radiographic film viewer and was stunned for a few seconds.

Then, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. Which god was this in Pengxi Village?

He knew that as long as the experts and professors from all disciplines in the country could put down their work, they would all rush over.

It was said that any medical staff at the frontline would have a brilliant resume that would make people's jaws drop.

He shook his head and took out a page of A4 paper from the radiographic film bag.

The handwriting on the paper was a little familiar. It seemed to be … He suddenly remembered that there was a similar handwriting in the plastic bag on the chest of the injured who were first transported out of Nanchuan Town by helicopter. The handwriting on the medical record was a little similar to this.

Because the medical records of the other injured people in Pengxi Village were all printed, he was very impressed when he saw the handwritten medical records.

In hindsight, the diagnosis and recommendations of these medical records were all correct.

He immediately took it seriously. He took out the glasses box from his pocket, put on his reading glasses, and began to look carefully.

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