Although those medical staff expressed distrust of Jane's words, it did not prevent them from treating Mr. Pierre, because this person's condition, as long as a person with long eyes, can see that it is really not good, but although they don't believe it, but subconsciously, these people still carry the person on the stretcher according to the precautions that should be paid attention to when carrying the cerebral hemorrhage and the ruptured spleen.

"Why don't we go over and have a look?" Looking at the medical worker who was trotting away with a stretcher, the little beauty was not very relieved, and subconsciously glanced at Jian'er, no matter whether this person's medical skills are as magical as a monkey describes, at least this one does have some mystery, otherwise it would be impossible to find Mr. Pierre, and therefore, this one has unconsciously developed a sense of dependence on Jian'er.

"Just go. Jian'er shrugged her shoulders, after all, she found this person, so it's better to go over and see.

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"Dr. Brown, this gentleman passed out at the landscape tree on the other side of the gate, and the lady who found him said that he was also injured in the car accident, and had ...... before" Before the general could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Dr. Brown's sudden exclamation.

"Oh my God, this is Mr. Pierre!" Dr. Brown suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over his body and cold hands and feet, although this gentleman was extremely low-key, but Dr. Brown had a relationship with him.

It was at a charity auction. Dr. Brown was with their dean, and that was the time. Dr. Brown had only met their hospital's biggest sponsor for the first time, and now this was the second side. But it is clear that the second meeting was not a pleasant one, and if the gentleman had died in their hospital, then ......

Thinking about the consequences, Dr. Brown instinctively shuddered, and hurriedly shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the chaotic thoughts out of his brain, knowing that now was not the time to think about those useful and useless things, and it was important to save people.

At this time, Mr. El could tell that he had fallen into a deep coma. There was no longer any room for delay, and Dr. Brown leaned down and carefully straightened Mr. Pierre's head. Then he reached for the major artery at the back of Mr. Pierre's neck, opened his eyelids, and felt the muscles of Mr. Pierre's limbs, and finally when he saw the coffee-colored vomit hanging from Mr. Pierre's mouth, Dr. Brown felt the chill go straight to the bottom of his heart.

"Temperature!" Dr. Brown ordered.

"Yes," the nurse next to her picked up the infrared temperature tester and pressed it lightly on Mr. Pierre's forehead, only to see a soft "beep". "40.5°C, Dr. Brown. ”

Deep coma, high muscle tone in the limbs, high fever (above 40 °C). Excessive sweating, gastrointestinal bleeding (spitting coffee-colored, tarry stools), the initial diagnosis should be intraventricular hemorrhage. You must know that if the amount of bleeding in the ventricles is large, the mortality rate is extremely high.

"Quick, arrange for Monsieur Pierre to have a CT of the brain at once. Dr. Jones hurriedly ordered. Just as the nurses were about to push Monsieur Pierre away, Jane arrived.

"And the spleen. If correct, his spleen was ruptured. Jian Er hurriedly reminded.

"What?!" Dr. Brown was shocked, and wanted to reprimand Jane for not knowing how to pretend to talk nonsense, but when he saw Jane's confident and serious eyes, the words came to his mouth and swallowed back, but subconsciously unbuttoned Mr. Pierre's clothes, although Mr. Pierre was already unconscious, but the person's reflex reaction was still there, and the preliminary judgment under palpation was really possible that there was something wrong with the spleen, and the problem was even more tricky!

"CT scans are done with CT scans of the spleen area. Dr. Brown ordered with a calm face. On Dr. Brown's orders, Mr. Pierre was pushed to do a CT scan as fast as he could.

After Mr. Pierre was pushed away, Dr. Brown couldn't help but look at Jane deeply, it seems that this young girl may really not be simple, she may have really misunderstood people before, but now is the time not to apologize, now the patient is the most important, and when this matter is over, maybe he should have a good talk with this little girl.

After nodding his head to Jane as a sign of gratitude, Dr. Brown turned around and explained to his assistant: "Tell the surgeon to get ready, and then inform Dr. Jones immediately......"

"Damn!" Dr. Brown paused, as if suddenly remembering something, and cursed.

It was really a leak and rain overnight, because Dr. Brown suddenly remembered that although Dr. Jones was the best brain surgeon in their hospital, but unfortunately, he had been invited to give lectures in country M for a week, and he had already taken a plane this morning, and even if he was rushing back now, he couldn't catch up, "What about Dr. Schneider?"

If Dr. Jones isn't there, Dr. Schneider is here. Although Dr. Schneider is relatively young, and his experience is not as old as Dr. Jones's foot when he operates, he is full of spirit and creativity during the operation, but it is another sign in and out of their hospital, since Dr. Jones is not there, then Dr. Schneider is the best choice.

"But Dr. Schneider is not in the hospital today, and we have told him to come back quickly. The assistant next to him replied.

"Then what about him now!" Dr. Brown wanted to curse people, informing that there was a fart, the key is people, where is Dr. Schneider now!

"Dr. Schneider has tried his best to rush back, but the traffic jam ......" Looking at Dr. Brown's somewhat hideous face, the young assistant was so frightened that his voice was a little crying.

"Call him again," Dr. Brown tugged at the button on his neckline, suddenly feeling how the damn button was so tight that he couldn't breathe, "let him speed up again, I don't care what he does, let him get me back in ten minutes!"

"Okay, I'll fight now!" Ten minutes?!! The assistant didn't dare to say that it was almost impossible, but now he didn't dare to speak out against Dr. Brown, who was obviously on the verge of fire, or the fire might have spewed on his head. (To be continued.) )