"Thrombectomy?" the orthopedic surgeon, who was disinfecting, was stunned for a moment, watching the patient twist and deform near the ankle joint, and there was a necrotic indentation on the skin.

Strangely, the swelling of the wound was much lighter than expected, and there was no black necrotic tissue spreading.

Only the first half of the foot is completely necrotic, and the rest of the foot seems to have been preserved.

The best one for the same patients is an amputation below the knee.

The orthopedic surgeon thought for a long time, and heard that on the day of the earthquake, all the people in Huaxi were directly taken to the front line to participate in the rescue.

It could really be some great god.

Director Jing stood up, came to the front of the stage and began to observe the patient's condition.

He thought about it carefully for a long time before he said, "Keep the ankle joint and prepare for internal fixation." ”

This is undoubtedly the best option, and while the complexity of the surgery increases exponentially, who wouldn't want to do that little bit of work when it comes to recovering from an injured person?

Although I have been standing for 24 hours,

While all are almost exhausted,

Although there are countless patients behind.

"Tell the others that if they come across someone with this plastic bag, they should look at the medical records. Director Jing said in a dumb voice.

The itinerant nurse immediately ran out, informed the other people in the room, and called the person in charge of triage in front of him to explain this.

It's a pity that there is only one such patient, because his condition is relatively mild, so he was sent to the Second Provincial Hospital. All the serious patients piled up in Huaxi and the Provincial Hospital, which was busier than here.

Director Jing's surgery was very meticulous and showed the highest level since his medical career.

The doctors on the front line, I don't know what kind of bad situation they were without, did the first phase of emergency treatment. If something goes wrong with me, I'm sorry for the patients, and I'm sorry for the doctors on the front line.

"Doctor, do you need to have your leg amputated?" the patient asked, lying on the hospital bed.

Because it was a continuous epidural anesthesia, he could hear the conversation between the doctors and nurses in the operating room, and he could see the change in Director Jing's expression.

It wasn't until half an hour after the operation began that he mustered up the courage to ask.

"Amputation is required, but only half of the ball of the foot is sufficient. Director Jing told the truth, at this moment, there is no need to hide anything from the patient.

"Half a foot, it's fine. Ichisuke on the other side comforted the patient: "If you want to get a prosthetic, it's very simple. If you don't want to, just walk slower and get used to it. Maybe in a year's time, you'll be able to run and jump again. ”

Hearing the doctor explain this to himself, the patient was finally relieved.

"Thank you. He muttered.

"Who are you, who operated on you?" asked Director Jing.

"In Nanchuan Town, two People's Liberation Army operated on me. The patient grinned, wanting to laugh, but finally the whole face began to cry, "The operation seems to have been done in the ruins, and in the ruins of our town hospital, there is a machine there that still works." ”

"......" Director Jing's hand paused, but then began the operation again.

"I had surgery and had just been sent out when I had an aftershock. The patient said, "The people who carried me didn't stand still and fell." ”

"What about the ruins?"

"I buried ......," said the patient, "and then I was sent to a tent where only the seriously wounded could lie down, and I fell asleep in a daze. Then, when I woke up, I was already in the helicopter. ”

Buried......

Director Jing lowered his head, opened his eyes wide, and performed the operation in more detail.

I heard that the front-line rescuers suffered heavy casualties, but I didn't expect it to reach this level.

The soldiers on the front line risked their lives for a one-stage operation, and there was absolutely no reason for them to deal with it.

Director Jing discarded all distractions and stopped thinking about the doctor who insisted on the operation in the ruins on that rainy night, risking aftershocks in the ruins.

No longer think about the soldiers who run long distances, brave the wind and rain, step on the night, and are not afraid of sacrifice.

I have to do my job well,

Certain!

Have to!

"Wipe your sweat. Director Jing tilted his head and whispered.

A piece of sterile gauze brushed against his forehead, and he rubbed the corner of his eye before continuing the operation.

……

……

All the hospital operating rooms in Rongcheng are lit up all night, and all the operating rooms are flashing with human figures.

Sleepless, even eating and drinking little time, the patients transported from the front line received professional treatment in the first time.

As the large army marched into the mountains, groups of light and serious wounded were sent down from the front line, and all hospitals in Rongcheng were full.

In the West China Orthopedic Ward, an old man who had just undergone a double hip replacement was angry with his family.

The old man, who is over eighty years old, even has very little silver hair, and his health is not very good, and he has been tormented by cardiopulmonary insufficiency and other problems.

Originally, the Huaxi orthopedic surgeon specially reserved a quiet ward for him, but after the old man heard and saw the situation outside, he said that he would not live here.

Usually, whenever a child dares to disturb his sleep at home, he will get up and scold, and even beating him with a cane is commonplace.

But in the messy hospital, he refused the persuasion of his children and the dissuasion of the nurses, and insisted on living in the corridor with an extra bed, giving up his bed to the people who had just been sent down from the front and had just undergone surgery.

The old man is so stubborn, he doesn't listen to anyone's words, and he is angry.

In the end, after consulting the doctor in charge of the bed on the operating table, Huaxi's nurse moved the old man out of the ward and lived in an extra bed in the corridor.

In the face of a large number of patients, the major hospitals in West China and Rongcheng have been overwhelmed, and the corridors are full of extra beds, all of which are previously hospitalized patients. The seriously wounded who were brought down from the front were accommodated in standard beds in the wards, and there were volunteers to accompany the patients.

All problems do not need to be solved, and they are naturally solved.

Many of the difficulties that the Medical Service had anticipated did not happen at all.

There is no need to explain, there is no need to explain, and no one can even be found to explain if they want to. People who complain to the medical office are quiet and do their part to help the survivors who have lost their homes and are seriously injured.

In a row of small restaurants in the northeast corner of West China Hospital, there is a small fast food restaurant.

It's not good, it's not cheap.

The boss is a disabled person, he works as a cook, cooks averagely, and even meat stars are rare in his meals.

At this time, he was carrying a burden, with food on one side and vegetables on the other, and was walking from ward to ward.

Full meals, no money, put on the bedside table in the ward. The food is fragrant and is the level of a first-class chef. The dish is full of meat, and it doesn't look stingy.

He insisted on three meals a day, and packed the meals for a small 100 patients in a ward.

There were other people who came to deliver food, and they ran into it head-on, and they almost didn't fight over it.

……

This happens every day, every hour, everywhere.