Chapter Seventy-Three: Ripping Bamboo Racks!

Seeing Yang Xiaoming raise his hand again, the tall and mighty Zhang Long on the side suddenly stepped forward!

"Big man, even women dare to fight!"

Zhang Long grabbed Yang Xiaoming's collar and picked it up directly!

"Silly big man, let go!"

With the smell of alcohol, Yang Xiaoming was already carried away by anger, and in the face of Chengnan Long, he dared to speak out!

"Look for death!"

Zhang Long's eyes widened with rage, and he smashed his chest with a punch!

Ahem, ahem!

Yang Xiaoming's eyes were abrupt, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and the severe pain made him hunch his waist, like a shrimp!

"Fuck off!"

Zhang Long threw it away!

Yang Xiaoming's body of more than 100 catties fell directly out of a few meters and rolled out of the door!

He lay on the ground, like a dead dog, did not move for a long time, and seemed to faint!

This atrocity fell in Huang Sen's eyes, and he trembled with fright!

Simply he knows the current affairs, otherwise, he might have been the one who was thrown away just now!

Seeing that the annoying flies had been driven away, Zhang Long carried his younger brother into the ambulance and said respectfully: "Doctor Liu, my brother will ask you!"

"No problem!" Liu Dongfang said with a smile.

"Then we'll wait outside!" Zhang Long said in a low voice.

"That's right!"

Liu Dongfang seemed to think of something and suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Long's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked.

Seeing the worry in Zhang Long's eyes, Liu Dongfang smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, you take the time to bring the supplements he usually eats, and I will treat the symptoms!"

"I'll go!"

How dare Zhang Long delay, he immediately took his little brother and drove home!

Seeing that the matter was over, Huang Sen, who was on the side, also said, "Doctor Liu, if there is nothing to do with me here!"

Before he finished speaking, the corners of Liu Dongfang's mouth rose slightly!

The smile in his eyes made Huang Sen's heart flutter!

What kind of moth is this guy going to come up with?!

Sure enough!

Liu Dongfang pointed to the messy rescue room and said coldly: "Just now, your subordinates not only destroyed official business, but also injured my employees, how should this account be calculated?!"

As soon as these words came out, Huang Sen smiled bitterly in his heart!

It's obvious that the two of them are fighting!

Kicked into a trash can, how did it become damage to official business?!

Again!

Didn't you slap the fan section back in person?!

However, Liu Dongfang doesn't care about this!

Seeing that Huang Sen was silent, Liu Dongfang sneered: "It seems that I can only go through the normal procedure and report to the hospital!"

As soon as these words came out, Huang Sen was immediately frightened!

Yang Xiaoming's resignation and dismissal are small, his mismanagement is big, and once it involves the hospital level, he will definitely let the dean know!

When the time comes, he will be promoted to the position of general inpatient after working hard for half his life, and he will definitely be replaced!

After all, the city hospital is full of masters, and many aspiring young people are waiting for the opportunity!

If you are not careful, you will be overtaken by them!

At the thought of calling his former subordinate the boss, Huang Sen's heart was like eating a fly, disgusting and uncomfortable!

"What do you want?" said Huang Sen through gritted teeth.

"In the ambulance just now, I see that your ventilator is pretty good!"

The faint words fell on Huang Sen's ears and suddenly exploded!

"That Hamilton ventilator alone costs more than one million, not to mention its supporting parts!"

Huang Sen was taken aback, he didn't expect Liu Dongfang to open his mouth and actually hit the idea on the equipment under his jurisdiction!

Seeing this, Liu Dongfang waved his hand and said with a smile: "I don't want you again!"

"Lend me two days of research!"

Long before getting into the car, he noticed the ventilator in the ambulance of the city hospital!

That's a multi-mode, multi-purpose ventilator!

Not only can it be used invasively and non-invasively, but it can also be used for high-flow oxygen therapy!

Even hyperbaric oxygen therapy, which is not visible on the market, can be involved!

"No way!"

Seeing Liu Dongfang's eyes glowing, Huang Sen categorically refused!

Not to mention the whole city, even the entire region, there are only a few ventilators!

Every hospital is like a baby, how can it be borrowed!

Seeing Huang Sen's resolute attitude, his expression was like robbing his wife!

Liu Dongfang sighed, a little regretful!

"Then borrow this portable monitoring device for me first!"

Liu Dongfang pointed to the monitor on the patient's body, where several leads converged, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This instrument is also hundreds of thousands!"

Huang Sen wailed in his heart, seeing Liu Dongfang's posture, he had finalized his bamboo bar!

Portable, mobile, compact monitoring device!

At the same time, it has the function of detecting various indications of patients!

Even ART, CVP, PVE and other invasive function tests are available one by one!

It's also a rare goodie!

Finally, under Liu Dongfang's unrelenting, Huang Sen was completely defeated!

looked at the monitor that was getting farther and farther away from him, as if hundreds of thousands of red money were far away from him and drifted away with the wind!

Sitting in the ambulance, Huang Sen, who had nothing to love, had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears!

"Put this equipment away, and when it comes to critical moments, it will be ready to be used!"

Liu Dongfang took the portable monitor and handed it to Duan Kailiang, who was stunned on the side!

Can it still be like this?!

After seeing Liu Dongfang's ability to knock on bamboo, this completely refreshed Duan Kailiang's three views!

"Hey, there's no way, who made our emergency department poor!"

Seeing Liu Dongfang's helpless expression, people who don't know really think they need relief!

At this moment, a soft cry sounded.

"Director Liu, the Baxter blood filter you want has arrived!"

I saw the nurse pushing a one-person-tall machine and rushing over from the corridor!

"Okay, ready for point-of-care CRRT!"

Liu Dongfang picked up the materials, installed the pipeline, and said to Duan Kailiang on the side: "Give the patient another indwelling intravenous tube, and prepare to get on the machine!"

"Me?!"

Hearing this, Duan Kailiang was shocked!

Although I have done some paracentesis in thoracic surgery before, it is limited to specialists!

But now, not long after he came to the emergency department, Liu Dongfang actually let him go on stage directly, which was a bit unexpected to him!

"When you went to school, didn't you learn everything?"

Liu Dongfang took the 1200 filter tube without raising his head, and said, "You can just treat him as a material for school!"

"Dead pigs can be the same as living people!"

Duan Kailiang muttered, but Liu Dongfang didn't pay attention to it, he was helpless, he could only put on a disposable surgical gown and start preparing for catheterization!

Wearing gloves and holding a steel needle, I looked at the patient's groin and felt worried!

"Locate first, then disinfect!"

The fluttering words fell into Duan Kailiang's ears, making him turn his head to look, only to find that Liu Dongfang was still playing with CRRT.

Duan Kailiang, who was catching the ducks on the shelves, could only take a deep breath, stabilize his mind, and began to recall the puncture steps.

The patient is supine with the knee flexed!

With the index finger of the left hand, the middle finger touches the femoral artery pulse most obviously in the femoral triangle and fixes!

The right hand holds the syringe perpendicular from the inner edge of the femoral artery and pierces it into the femoral vein at a 30-40 degree angle!

The syringe plug is withdrawn, and the puncture is successful when there is blood return!

Just as his steel needle was about to pierce the patient's skin, a fluttering sound sounded.

"By the way, he is in hypovolemic shock, and there may be no blood return after successful puncture, which needs to be noted!"