Outside the door, there was chaos again.

The little nurse in her hand-washing gown hurried past the door and trotted to the service desk to pick up the phone.

"Please transfer me to thoracic surgery!"

"Hey, thoracic surgery, this is the gastroenterology endoscopy room, there's a patient here......."

The gastroscopy room next door is still closed, but in the gastroscopy room next door, the screen door has been opened, and the noisy sound comes from inside.

The doctor on duty in the first district who had just come to Zhang Tianyang to pick up the patient went and returned.

But when he passed by this gastroscopy room, the other party walked in a hurry, his face was anxious, and he didn't even glance at this side, and hurriedly went to the next door.

"Something happened. ”

Senior Brother Qiu Ming, who came out, had a serious face, and glanced at Zhang Tianyang, "Senior Brother Zhang, you ......"

"Check it out!"

Zhang Tianyang didn't wait for Senior Brother Qiu Ming to finish speaking, and his footsteps had already rushed out.

"Huh!"

Senior Brother Qiu Ming was half a beat slower, and he didn't have time to express the meaning of "It's complicated, junior brother, you better go back first", so he could only pat his thigh with regret and gritted his teeth to follow.

Esophageal rupture, and it is obviously the first and second lines are present, and now the esophageal rupture that is obviously not done, the mortality rate is really high.

Brother, don't be impulsive!

......

The next door next door is not far at all.

Within three seconds, Zhang Tianyang rushed out of the door.

The voices heard in the distance became clearer and clearer as they got closer.

There are two voices in it, which seem to be arguing.

"Don't drop off the mirror, do you?

"Wait for a fart! The director is still blocking, and when he comes, the patients will be cold!"

"But now the patient who has withdrawn from the mirror is also very likely to be cold!"

"Then what do you say?"

"Senior brother, why don't you try the clamp......"

"Lao Tzu is a fart! You look at the screen with wide eyes, you give Lao Tzu a try!"

"But ......"

"It's nothing, but! What about the thoracic?!

Zhang Tianyang quickly judged the form.

The director who was supposed to come to the rescue was stuck in a traffic jam halfway through, and he hasn't arrived yet.

Now I have been out of the mirror, but for some reason, the first-line doctors and second-line doctors inside can't handle it.

For other reasons, the mirror cannot be removed temporarily, and the patient will cool down quickly once it is removed.

One of the two people insisted on waiting for the director, and the other felt that a thoracic surgery was necessary.

When he hurriedly stepped into the screen door, the doctor on duty in the first district, who had just had a relationship with Zhang Tianyang, was explaining to the first and second lines:

"The nurse outside has already called the thoracic surgeon, and there are two emergency rooms opposite at the same time, and there is no manpower!"

"What are you going to do, do you want to let the patient die on the stage!"

The second-line doctor's neck was thick and his eyes were red, "Call again! Let the thoracic surgeon bring someone here! The patient can't get off the operating table! No one will call back those people who are on vacation!"

The excited roar made Zhang Tianyang's footsteps pause slightly.

But his attention quickly focused on the screen—

Everywhere you look, a sea of blood floods!

In an instant, he understood where he was going.

Not only did the patient's esophagus rupture, but perhaps the large blood vessels also ruptured!

Bleeding is faster than suction, so the screen is always blood-red.

The field of vision is blocked, and the first-line and second-line doctors can't even find the ruptured blood vessel, let alone deal with it!

But the mirror can't be retreated, retreated, the blood spreads, maybe the patient will gg in a few minutes!

More critically, there are not enough people in thoracic surgery!

Dead!

It's no wonder that the first-line doctors and the second-line doctors quarreled on the spot.

The patient died on the operating table, and both of them may be responsible!

"Ahh

Senior Brother Qiu Ming, who rushed in half a beat slowly, also saw the red color that filled the screen, and while instantly understanding the situation, he subconsciously looked at Zhang Tianyang.

What a familiar red!

It's a coincidence that the junior brother didn't leave!

At this moment, Zhang Tianyang stared at the screen, his eyes widened, and he had already begun to look for the direction of blood flow.

"Senior brother, you ......"

After the initial momentary surprise, Senior Brother Qiu Ming quickly recognized the current situation.

The patient is dangerous!

Mortal situation!

Although Zhang Tianyang is powerful, no matter how powerful he is, his identity is just an intern!

He was able to perform gastroscopy for esophageal and gastric varices rupture because they had made detailed informed information with family members and signed several consent forms when selecting patients.

But now?!

In case of failure, if the family is held accountable, even if the hard power of the junior and younger brother is there, they will be held accountable in the end!

In this case, can he still let the junior and younger brother go up?

Ask yourself, if you are a junior brother, will you be able to do it?

"Are there any imaging data of the patient's esophagus?"

Zhang Tianyang didn't think about it that much at all, frowned and opened his mouth to ask for information.

He can vaguely distinguish the direction of blood flow, but he does not understand the characteristics and characteristics of the patient's esophagus, the esophagus is narrow, the blood flow is disordered, and he can't model it!

"Senior brother!"

Senior Brother Qiu Ming tried to stop it, "Although they are all bleeding, their backgrounds are different!

Zhang Tianyang didn't even look at him, and his tone was resolute, "How can you know if you don't try!"

Senior Brother Qiu Ming was stunned for a moment, and he always felt that this sentence seemed similar.

In the next moment, he suddenly realized.

When Zhang Tianyang had the first esophageal and gastric variceal bleeding banding, wasn't it the same!

The situation was sudden, and he felt that the patient was hopeless, but he still resolutely rushed out!

Senior Brother Qiu Ming's eyes narrowed, he gritted his teeth, and quickly stepped forward to pull away the noisy first and second lines, as well as the doctor on duty in the first district.

"Where are the patient's imaging data?"

"Old Qiu, why are you there?"

Only then did the second-line doctor notice the existence of Qiu Ming and Zhang Tianyang, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Lao Qiu! I can tell you, this patient is not easy to deal with! If you take your junior brother for apprenticeship, how far away and how far away!"

This second-line doctor seems to be Qiu Ming's good friend, knowing that he can't do anything, and he will warn him in advance.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Qiu Ming didn't appreciate it at all.

Since Zhang Tianyang has decided to rush, how can he, who is a senior brother, drag his feet!

"Hurry up and hand over the imaging data!

As the attending doctor, Qiu Ming was determined to get involved, and soon got the black and white film.

Zhang Tianyang stood in front of the film reader, squinting and looking carefully, his mind was spinning rapidly, and the three-dimensional esophageal model was quickly established, so the chaotic blood flow began to become clear little by little.

"Do you need any consumables?"

Senior Brother Qiu Ming asked cautiously.

A ruptured esophageal and gastric varices can be banded, but not the esophagus!

"Vascular clips, titanium clips, absorbable sutures with needle ......"

Zhang Tianyang continued to stare at the film, and began to say a series of names of consumables.

He's not sure how many he'll end up needing, but be prepared!

Senior Brother Qiu Ming quickly wrote down that some consumables were not available in the department, so he directly sent the doctor on duty in the first district to borrow them from the department next door upstairs and downstairs!

"Wait, what are you doing here?"

The second-line doctor, who had always looked angry, widened his eyes and suddenly realized something.

"Lao Qiu, do you want to let this junior brother come to power!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that Zhang Tianyang was still engrossed in modeling, Qiu Ming gritted his teeth and pulled the second-line doctor to the side.

Soon, the angry voice of the second-line doctor sounded again-

"Are you crazy!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I disagree!"

"No, you can't!"

"It's impossible!"

"You're in charge of the!"

......

The second line of the explosion is back and forth with Senior Brother Qiu Ming, and the anxious first line is watching the development of things in shock while maintaining a suck every once in a while.

With all his might, the doctor on duty in the first district with the best results in his own growth and running went and came back sweating, panting and unable to say a word.

And Zhang Tianyang was always in front of the reader, sometimes staring at the black and white film, sometimes looking back at the screen, and sometimes staring at the front-line doctor pinching the white length logo of the gastroscope in a daze.

When the sea of blood is flooding, every second seems to be a long time.

Finally, Zhang Tianyang was shocked.

He quickly washed his hands, put on gloves, went on stage, and pinched the black gastroscope tube from the front line.

The noisy gastroscopy room suddenly fell silent.

The front-line doctor who was taken away from the gastroscope looked at Zhang Tianyang's young face blankly;

The sweat of the doctor on duty in District 1 soaked half of his white coat, his hands were propped up on his knees, and even if his whole face was wrinkled together, he had to raise his head with difficulty to look;

Senior Brother Qiu Ming and the second-line doctor were about to fight, but they still gave Zhang Tianyang a firm look;

The second-line doctor was firmly held by Senior Brother Qiu Ming, unable to move, with anger in his eyes, but mixed with a trace of helplessness and hope......

Facing these eyes, Zhang Tianyang sighed softly.

It's not loud.

It's like a statement.

"Always give it a try. ”

"What if. ”

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Emotional coherence ~hehe~

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