The lights in the bar were as dazzling as day, and everyone's eyes were focused on the singer and Zhang Tianyang who fell to the ground.

was watched by everyone, but Zhang Tianyang paid all his attention to the patients on the ground.

With the help of the bar staff, the resident singer was already lying flat.

Zhang Tianyang knelt on the right side of his body, pressed the palm of his left hand on his forehead, and gently pressed down to expose his neck.

Two fingers of the right hand press on the carotid artery on the singer's right side to feel the pulsation.

At the same time, the upper body is bent down, the left cheek is close to the singer's nose, feeling the breathing, and the gaze is down his chest, observing the rise and fall of the chest.

"One zero one, one zero zero two...... 1006"

Zhang Tianyang counted silently in his heart, counting to six seconds, and his fingers still didn't feel the carotid pulse!

Again, the singer's snort was not felt on the left cheek, and his chest was not seen to rise and fall!

"Respiratory and cardiac arrest!

"Ahh

Zhang Tianyang has already entered the rescue state, and he speaks with a roar, and many little girls around him who have been paying attention to the resident singer exclaimed.

The girl who Ji Gaojie planned to soak before wanted to rush up with tears in her eyes at the moment.

"Get out!"

Zhang Tianyang shouted angrily, which frightened her so much that she was stunned in place.

When he came back to his senses and wanted to trouble Zhang Tianyang, he had already tilted the singer's head back with both hands, and his airway opened.

Then he lowered his head and began to unbutton the singer.

Too slow, he simply tore his hands hard, exposing his chest roughly.

The subordinates did not stop, and Zhang Tianyang began to quickly assign tasks in his mouth.

"Boss, you call 120! It means that someone has respiratory and cardiac arrest, let the hospital bring a defibrillator!"

"Below, come up with a person who has learned first aid, I need an assistant!"

"Onlookers, stay away from Lao Tzu, you are responsible if you can't save it!"

When it comes to rescue, sometimes the patient's family is a major factor hindering the rescue.

Zhang Tianyang didn't give them a chance at all, and scolded a few angrily, directly scolding many little girls in the audience who were holding pink fists with tears in their eyes and involuntarily took a few steps back.

He suddenly regretted that he had fought so hard with Zou Junhao.

If Zou Junhao wasn't drunk, he could still come up and help him at this time.

If you want to meet a doctor who dares to rush up in a bar, the odds are really small.

Mature and steady doctors often don't have time to come here.

The medical monk who has a relatively large amount of time is not proficient in his arts, for fear that he will come up and drag his feet.

Zhang Tianyang roared like this, but he didn't have much hope, and his subordinates had already begun to do chest compressions on the singer.

Overlapping his hands, he pressed his palms horizontally on the midpoint of the two ** lines on the singer's chest, Zhang Tianyang half-knelt on the ground, and pressed the gravity of his whole body on his hands.

Chest compressions require a depth of 5-6 cm, because the purpose of chest compressions is to force the heart to pump blood by external force, and the structure of the normal human body determines that there are many things from the heart to the outside of the body.

If the press is too light, it will not be able to press the heart at all, and it is ineffective.

Not only will it not save people, but it will also delay treatment.

"Zero One, Zero Two, Zero Three......"

Zhang Tianyang is like a pile driver at the moment, using all his strength, pressing at a high intensity of 100-120 times per minute.

The wine he drank just now instantly turned into sweat soaking through Zhang Tianyang's clothes, and the beads of sweat on his forehead poured down and crackled on the singer's relatively strong chest.

Chest compressions, which look simple, are actually physically exhausting.

What's more, this guy usually seems to have fitness, and his more developed chest muscles are usually his capital to attract little girls, but now they have become an obstacle to his rescue.

Zhang Tianyang's face was calm, his subordinates kept stopping, and when he pressed it to fifteen times, he finally felt the sound of "gaba" from his subordinates.

Broken ribs!

Zhang Tianyang's face did not change color, and continued to press according to the rhythm.

From the sixteenth stroke, the resistance under the hand was significantly smaller, pressing to twenty strokes, the second rib was broken, and at thirty strokes, there was basically no resistance under the hand.

Zhang Tianyang was happy in his heart.

Without the obstruction of ribs, he can really ensure that every compression can compress the heart, and can really let the blood be pumped to the whole body, so that it can be regarded as really saved!

Don't be very he's talking about the sequelae of broken ribs in the future, people are going to be gone, you talk to me about the prognosis now?!

Help first!

Let's get out of the way!

After the first group of thirty presses, Zhang Tianyang got up and was about to quickly move to the singer's head to ventilate him, but when he looked up, he found that there was already one more person over there.

It's the girl who just now felt good and grabbed him to help him watch a few roommates!

What surprised him even more was that the girl was holding a mask commonly used in the hospital and a green balloon with the length of a forearm!

And at her feet is a first-aid kit specially loaded with balloons and masks!

The devil knows why she carries such a thing with her!

The girl with a good face just looked cute and lovely, but after entering the rescue state, she was a little cold.

Quickly raise the singer's jaw, open the airway, press the mask, and start balloon ventilation.

Her whole movements were completed under Zhang Tianyang's gaze, which was standard, obviously one hand was so small, but she was stunned to buckle the mask tightly, and there was no air leakage.

"It's okay, your roommate, I asked my friend to watch it for me. ”

The girl said, but her eyes did not look at Zhang Tianyang, but stared at the singer's chest.

Zhang Tianyang also stared at the singer's chest, and the chest rose and fell well, indicating that the ventilation was successful.

At the end of the two ventilations, Zhang Tianyang pressed his hands on the singer's chest again and began the second set of 30 compressions.

While pressing, he handed an inquiring glance to the good-faced girl.

"Oh, you said this. ”

The girl was holding a mask above the singer's mouth and nose, ready to take over Zhang Tianyang's press, and then looked at the mask and airbag in her hand.

"I'm engaged in medical devices, and I didn't sell them today, so I brought them, but I didn't expect to use them. ”

I see.

Zhang Tianyang knew it in his heart, he didn't speak, he pressed intently, and felt the changes under his hands.

After the second group of 30 presses, the good-faced girl had already buckled the mask early and quickly began to ventilate, each breathing lasted 1-2 seconds, and the singer's obvious chest rise and fall could be seen.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Tianyang's third set of 30 presses began again.

The ambulance hadn't arrived yet, and without any equipment, the two could only keep compressing, ventilating, compressing, and ventilating in a ratio of 30:2.

Bang, click......

Zhang Tianyang did high-intensity compression, sweat trickling down.

The work of the good girl is relatively easy, but it still takes a lot of strength to buckle the mask, coupled with the tension in her heart, there are gradually bigger and bigger water stains on her back.

The seriousness of the two gradually spreads, and the entire bar is surrounded by tension and depression.

Zhang Tianyang and Mian Shan's operation, many onlookers couldn't understand it too well.

But they knew they were trying to save lives.

Many of the little girls who are passionate about the singer have tears on their faces, clasped their hands together, and prayed silently.

"Let's go, let's go! We're doctors!"

The bar is not far from the Oriental Hospital, and the road is not congested today, so the medical staff came in time.

Countless crowds of people made way from the entrance to the bar to make way for white coats carrying stretchers and various instruments.

On the bar, where the lights gathered, Zhang Tianyang and Mianshan's sister had already completed the tenth group of 30:2 compressions and ventilation.

Zhang Tianyang used the same posture as he had previously assessed the singer's vital signs.

Two fingers, again on his carotid artery.

"One zero one, one zero zero two...... One hundred and six. ”

After six seconds, he looked up and met the white coat that had arrived in a hurry.

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Christmas Eve with writers' assistants and Christmas with patients......

An An will be on duty again tomorrow, it's really miserable!

Don't curse me black! Don't curse me black!

The busier I get, the more I can't update, don't you have points in your hearts!

Why hurt each other!

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