No, we have to check it out.

Director Chen hadn't walked downstairs yet, and he had already made up his mind.

Although it was already dark, although the aftershocks continued, although he was already old, he was too old to have interventional surgery.

However, he knew that he could not go to surgery, and he could use years of rich clinical experience to check and fill in the gaps.

The hospital is so busy that all the doctors are performing surgeries on it, and the patients can only be seen by the doctors who come down to rest after the operation, or handed over to the internal medicine doctors who come to support them.

The amount of surgery is so large that it is almost impossible to complete the operation without interruption.

This is the time when it is most likely to make mistakes.

Whatever you do, as long as you can do something, it's good.

The speed of the thin and withered figure is getting faster and faster, and the rheumatism and arthritis that have been there for many years seem to be gone.

He seems to have returned to his youth,

Even if a passion is sprinkled on this land,

So what?!

Downstairs, getting into the car driven by his son, Director Chen said, "Go to Pengxi Township Hospital." ”

"Dad, what are you trying to do?" Director Chen's son was puzzled.

He is also almost fifty years old, and he is tired all over the body. And at the age of his own old man in his seventies, if he really tosses three long and two short, what can he do?

Although it looks tough, there are basically a lot of problems that the elderly should have.

"Let you go, so much nonsense!" Director Chen has a bad temper, he has not slept well recently, and he has witnessed countless wounded people being sent to Rongcheng, he is emotional and even more irritable.

His son had no choice but to start the car and rush to Pengxi Township in the night.

Along the way, Director Chen kept thinking about the situation in Pengxi Township and what happened.

This is beyond the realm of medical common sense.

Or perhaps more than half of the middle-level backbone of the West China Interventional Department was brought in to perform emergency surgery at the outpost in Pengxi Township...... And Pengxi Township Hospital was rebuilt this year...... Otherwise, it would not have been possible to send so many patients to the provincial hospital in less than a day.

Even if it were, it would never be possible!

What Director Chen was most afraid of was that he was busy and misreported the condition of the wounded, which eventually led to major collective casualties.

It would be a pity if the people who were saved with great difficulty were to die because of these omissions.

Director Chen knew that his eyes were spent, his legs and feet were not good, and his hands were still shaking, so he couldn't go to surgery at all.

Then go and see, do your part, do your best, or you won't be able to sleep if you don't go home.

The night is vast, and on the road to Pengxi Township, there is a constant flow of traffic.

There were ambulances, troops and firefighters from all walks of life who came to Rongcheng and went directly to the front line without repairs.

Although the aftershocks continued, nothing could stop them.

There are also many owners of private cars and taxis, rushing to the front line to see what they can do.

Director Chen has nothing to communicate with his son, he is not a doctor, and he can't understand many things.

There was silence all the way, and the old director was worried.

There were a lot of cars on the road, more people, and countless times more crowded than usual.

But the order is good, although the traffic flow is slow, but it can go all the way.

When I came to Pengxi Township and arrived at the township hospital, Director Chen got out of the car and went straight to the emergency department. His son was about to get out of the car and help him, but he pushed him away.

What are you kidding, do you want the doctors here to treat themselves as sick and wounded?

I'm here to contribute, not to make trouble.

However, the situation of Pengxi Township Hospital surprised Director Chen, the order here is good, orderly, and there is no imaginary chaos.

In his imagination, the corridors of the hospital should be filled with wounded people, with doctors and nurses with unkempt hair, constantly changing fluids, and patrolling the wards. Outside the hospital, there should be constant wailing, and all kinds of vehicles are blocked with water.

However, he saw that in the compound of the hospital, rows of temporary tents were set up, and the wounded sent down from the front line were sent directly to the hospital for emergency treatment. The lightly injured were first placed in tents and awaited treatment.

In addition to the tents, there are also two rows of convoys lined up in a neat and orderly manner. There are fewer in a row, there are 120 ambulances. Another long queue was a convoy of volunteers, mainly taxis and private cars.

Director Chen observed for a few minutes and found that the seriously injured were sent to the 120 ambulance, and the lightly injured were put on the volunteer convoy.

It's well managed here, and at this time, it's still in order, which really exceeds expectations.

He drove his son to the side of the volunteer convoy, and he couldn't run empty, and it was good to pull a few lighter wounded back.

As for himself, Director Chen is going to observe here for a day.

He did not go directly to the hospital, but followed the flow of people to the position of receiving and triaging the wounded who had come down from the front line.

Everyone was busy, and no one noticed that there was an extra old man.

Director Chen watched quietly, and every wounded person was wrapped around a wristband with a number written on it, and then a professional person was responsible for entering the information into the computer.

At the same time, several doctors who did not look like local doctors in Pengxi Township had physical examinations and handwritten what tests were needed, and volunteers took the wounded to the corresponding departments.

The seriously injured will be rescued first, infusion, blood collection, examination, and those who can be treated will be treated on the spot, and those who cannot be treated will be carried on the 120 ambulance waiting outside and sent to Rongcheng.

It's really nice here, and he recognizes it in his heart.

Director Chen nodded, turned around and walked towards the interventional department.

A year ago, at the invitation of Director Jiang, he had come. In the whole province, Director Chen still has a very high academic status.

He knows where the interventional department is, and he doesn't need volunteers to guide him.

When he found the interventional department, he glanced at it first.

Compared to a year ago, there is not much change.

The only difference is that outside the interventional operating room, there are countless marching beds with patients lying on them and simple drip racks erected next to them.

It's just that most of these temporary extra beds are empty, and only a dozen wounded people are lying.

The door of the operating room was hidden, and Director Chen watched for a few minutes, and a flat car was pushed out of it.

There was a seriously injured man lying in the car, and it was immediately clear that he was a patient in hemorrhagic shock. Director Chen judged that this should be a postoperative patient with severe pelvic fracture and large retroperitoneal hematoma.

The wounded had a plastic bag on his chest, which was tied very strongly, and there was paper in it.

Like the patients that Director Chen saw in the provincial hospital, he could guess what was written on it - the time of consultation, the vital signs at that time, and what treatment was done, the blood type of the wounded and how much blood was transfused, and so on.

Busy but not chaotic, it made Director Chen sigh with emotion.

The wounded were sent out, and Director Chen hurriedly got out of the way.

On that side, Director Jiang saw the old man, and rubbed his eyes busily, a little disbelieving. But then it was confirmed that it was really Director Chen, and he hurriedly walked over and asked suspiciously, "Director Chen, why are you here?"

"Xiao Jiang, how many surgeries have you done here?"

"In more than ten hours, I made forty-five units. Director Jiang's face was full of tiredness, but he still remembered the numbers clearly.

After all, the number of people who suffer the most serious injuries is pelvic fractures cannot be very large, and many of them are combined with organ rupture.

A small number of these patients are operated on by doctors in West China at Pengxi Township Hospital, but the number of surgeries is limited. Most of them will not stay in Pengxi Township, they have their blood type tested, hung up blood bags, and then pulled directly by the 120 ambulance to West China and the provincial hospital for emergency surgery.

"So many, which god has come to you?"