The men were stunned for a moment.

Zheng Ren touched the skin temperature under the patient's torn clothes, and it was still a little hot.

The sternum and ribs were fractured in multiple places, and Zheng Ren's hand touched it and was slightly dented.

It was a heavy hit, not a knife stab.

Realizing this, and thinking of the completely different manifestations of the injured person who was stabbed in the heart knife before, Zheng Ren's heart suddenly moved, and he had to give it a try no matter what.

At this moment, all diagnoses vanished without a trace, and the system panel appeared pale with the color of death.

"Cut open the bag, you guys, take off your clothes!" Zheng Ren yelled, then ran to the flat car where the dressing was changed, grabbed the jar of iodophor cotton balls and ran back.

Put on sterile gloves and grab an iodophor cotton ball to disinfect the patient's left chest wall.

But when Zheng Ren looked back, two workers in uniforms who had come with patients were undressing...... They took off their own clothes.

The more messy it is, the more things happen!

Two little nurses took it to cut the bag, one prepared for Zheng Ren to open the sterile bag, and the other was struggling to take off the patient's shirt.

"Take off the patient's clothes!" Zheng Ren yelled, and then before he had time to wait for them, a cotton ball of iodophor rubbed indiscriminately on the patient's left chest wall.

At the same time, several people on the other side forcibly took off the patient's clothes.

Zheng Ren picked up the blade and cut the patient's chest cavity, 6 and 7 intercostal spaces, a 20cm incision.

Blood gushed out.

Zheng Ren was slightly relieved.

It can also bleed, proving that his guess may be right.

The patient's ribs were broken, and Jeong-in's vision was obstructed.

But no problem, after opening the chest cavity, Zheng Ren felt the heart that had swelled to the great resistance, and the blade in his hand cut a 3cm opening.

As the incision lengthened, Jeong-in could feel a fountain of liquid spray onto his arm.

Take out the blade and throw it into the cut-out bag.

"Push the bed, go to the operating room!" Zheng Ren roared: "Call Su Yun and prepare for surgery!"

Director Kong followed into the emergency room and found a place that was out of the way to watch secretly.

Years of rich clinical experience judged that the patient had died. At this time, the possibility of chest compression is not very high, and it is for the patient's family to see.

With a few more minutes of cardiac compressions, the family has a few more minutes to accept the fact.

This point, whether it is in Haicheng or the imperial capital, is the same.

However, instead of seeing Zheng Ren's perfunctory chest compressions, he took the most extreme method - cutting open the chest wall in the emergency room and looking directly at the heart compressions.

The blood didn't spurt out, because the field was not good, the ribs were severely fractured, and Jung In's arm was stretched in.

All the blood and pericardial fluid sprayed onto Jung-in's arm.

When his hand was taken out, his forearm was dripping with blood, and it looked scary.

Not only the patient's family, but even Director Kong was taken aback.

That's too impulsive, isn't it...... Director Kong wanted to help, but he was a little older, drank a little more wine, and his reaction was a few seconds slower, and the well-trained nurses and doctors of Haicheng First Hospital were already pushing the beds and rushing all the way to the elevator.

In the corridor, Zheng Ren's roar echoed - look for Director Pan, and the family will leave one who can sign!

In less than a minute, the emergency room was left in a mess and empty.

Director Kong and several family members of the patients who did not react looked at each other as if in a dream, not knowing what was happening.

Just now it was said that Boss Zheng was blind in Haicheng, but what was shown in front of him was Zheng Ren's clean and neat rescue. Although Director Kong disagreed with it and thought that the risk was high, he could not accuse Zheng Ren of doing anything wrong academically.

Let's go to the operating room and take a look, Director Kong thought to himself.

Walking out of the rescue room, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the two almost collided.

Director Pan had a calm face and yelled at the room: "Who is the family member!

Several people who looked like co-workers looked at each other, and one of them stood up and whispered, "Doctor, we are co-workers, not family members......

Immediately, he felt the scrutiny of Director Pan's sharp gaze, and felt that the pressure was very great, and he was even a little more scared than just seeing Shengsheng disemboweled.

His mouth was dry, but he still subconsciously made a movement to swallow saliva, and whispered: "His family has been informed." ”

Director Pan didn't have time to greet Director Kong, beckoned, and asked the workers to follow him, and then stood in the lobby of the emergency department, took out his mobile phone and called the medical office.

"Infirmary, I'm Pan in the emergency department. ”

"Anonymous, cardiac arrest, has come to power. Hurry up and send someone, hurry!"

Hanging up the phone, Director Pan grabbed a nurse who was about to clean up the rescue room, and said loudly: "Go to the door of the operating room and wait for a blood sample, if the blood in the blood transfusion department is not enough, notify me immediately." ”

The nurse ran away.

Director Pan thought about it again and said to the workers: "You go to a person, find the phone number of the patient's family, and ask them to come to the office of the director of the emergency department to find me, be quick!"

The words are firm and powerful, fast and not panicked, and Director Pan is full of gray hair, and he is born with a trusting attribute.

A worker hurriedly looked for the foreman, and the contact number of each person's family was only available to the foreman.

Director Pan then asked, "Who is at the scene and tells me how the patient was injured." ”

A man stood up with sludge on his face, and underneath the sludge was full of panic.

He calmed down for a few seconds before saying: "We are repairing the car, Xiao Liangzi has just repaired under the car, and there is a problem with the jack, and the whole car is smashed down and on him." ”

Director Pan nodded calmly.

The story of the injury is very simple, and after only saying such a sentence, the worker does not know what to say.

"120 sent?" asked Director Pan.

"At that time, I saw blood in my mouth and nose, and there was a lot of air out and little air in. We all panicked and drove straight over. The worker said.

Director Pan nodded, pointed to the director's office and said, "I'm waiting for the patient's family here, and they will come to me first." ”

The worker glanced at it, and there was a nameplate on the right side of the door with the words "Office of the Head of Emergency Department" written on it.

It was the Director, they nodded.

Director Pan and Director Kong walked into the director's office, Director Kong felt that his mouth was dry, so he picked up a paper cup, took some water to moisten his throat, and just wanted to communicate with Director Pan.

Before he could speak, there was a rush of footsteps in the hallway.

"Director Pan!"

"Office!"

Both of them said with a roar.

……

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This guy is a case of '03. The patient arrived a few minutes late, and although the person was rescued, it was a vegetative state. Later, the last time I heard from him was about 11 years ago. Nurse Corey was picked up to change his catheter.

It is said that the parents serve people very well, there are no bedsores, and the face is flushed, but there is no consciousness.

Sometimes I wonder if this is the case. But on second thought, there is no answer.

This is not something I can understand when it comes to medical ethics and sociology.

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