Chapter 142: Emergency Attack

As expected, Luo Shaoqian didn't reply to my WeChat immediately, and after waiting for ten minutes, there was still no news, so I looked at the time. Eventually, I gave up the endless waiting or harassment, closed the book, and got under the covers.

In the end, I was tired, even if there were so many things that didn't go my way, but I still slept soundly, there were no sweet dreams, and there were no monsters running into sleep because of worry. The alarm clock at half past seven woke me up, and after washing up and going downstairs, I saw that Sister Su had already divided the prepared porridge and side dishes and put them on the table. She has a clear preference for Chinese breakfast, seven out of ten days are all kinds of steamed buns, pickles or wontons, noodles, and the remaining three days, almost when she is not at home, we can only buy some bread and hot milk on the side of the road to fill our stomachs.

"Sister Su, isn't it too troublesome?" As soon as I sat down at the dining table, Sister Su immediately brought out the hot scallion oil rolls from the steamer in the kitchen.

The bubbling heat of the fluffy rolls, the verdant color of the shallots dotted on the rolls, and a bite of the rolls, accompanied by home-made pickles and a bowl of sticky white porridge, is the least respect for a winter morning. When he was in China, Zhang Xiuran could have breakfast seven days a week without repeating it, some of them made it himself, some of them went out to buy, and after eating too much, he naturally knew whose gags, whose goods were cheap, and whose families were worth the money. After having the coating, we should not only pay attention to the variety of breakfast, but also consider whether the nutritional value is enough, whether the calories are enough, the combination can be scientific, and the trace elements are lacking...... Breakfast is always the shortest, but always the most painstaking, and it is the Chinese family who takes care of the whole family the most.

Some things are already so difficult in China, not to mention that this is in the other half of the world. I was so moved that I could eat such a heartfelt breakfast in Dublin.

"The steaming drawer is sent from China, the flour is bought in Chinatown, the shallots are grown in the backyard, the supermarket is late, it is too late in the morning, and it is not fresh in the evening. Sometimes in order to eat a bite of domestic things, you really have to take great pains, haha......" Sister Su also grabbed a flower roll from the table, stood there and nibbled on it, "Eat it while it's hot, whether it's delicious or not, solve it for me, and work all morning, haha......"

I looked at her with a look of happiness and contentment, and wondered if she would regret coming to Ireland in the first place. When choosing an Irish green card, will you ever struggle because you are reluctant to have some tastes or people and things?

I didn't have time to think too much, so I finished breakfast, hurriedly said goodbye to Sister Su, put on my coat and walked to the hospital. I took off my mask, took a deep breath of the cold morning air, and exhaled hard, as if the purest air circulated in my body, taking away all the negativity in my lungs and blood cells all over my body.

Every day to and from this quarter-hour road, walking through the streets, I saw an Irish grandmother wearing a beanie sitting on a bench every day to read the newspaper, some children ran to catch the school bus, and they became familiar faces after encountering many times, and ordinary office workers walked to the subway station in various styles. I kept observing my surroundings and people every day, feeling their way of life and rhythm, and feeling my own peculiarity, but strangely, no one paid attention to me, and a short girl with black eyes and yellow skin walked among them, which did not seem to be attractive.

Just fifteen minutes, I walked from home to the emergency department of the city hospital, and today my task is to follow the green channel for patients with chest pain, which is also available in the People's Hospital of City B. Every year, the European Society of Cardiology (ESC) reconsiders and revises the guidelines related to cardiovascular diseases, removing obsolescence, adding new technologies, and re-annotating some of the details based on the experience and lessons learned from practice. Because of the development of information technology and the Internet, as well as the growth of domestic medical technology, and the gradual emergence of professional medical statistics and medical information management talents, we can almost synchronize the interpretation and update of the guidelines, at least not too far behind. But this is not something to be proud of, after all, it is the result of other countries' research, not our own.

I was joined by an intern, Steve, who didn't speak Chinese, and I wasn't too embarrassed to communicate with him, so we smiled at each other and tacitly agreed to today's partnership.

At half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, the large screen at the nurses' station lit up with a reminder of the update of the emergency system, which indicated that an ambulance carrying emergency patients was hurrying here. Bob, a black doctor in charge of teaching in the emergency department, once told me that Dublin's emergency medical system network is both advanced and intelligent, when a patient dials the emergency number and is accepted, the computer background will automatically give the fastest driving plan, the pre-hospital emergency doctor will enter the basic information of the patient into the system, the platform of the receiving hospital will accept the patient's information synchronously, if the patient has ever been treated, the system will automatically search for and pop up prompts.

Ireland's pre-hospital first responders, whether doctors or nurses, are in no way inferior to those in hospital. They are quite professional in the diagnosis of the condition and the level of first aid. In addition to entering information on the computer platform, they also have to call the emergency triage desk, carefully report the condition, and remind the emergency department to prepare relevant special medical equipment.

This is a middle-aged male patient with sudden chest pain for two hours, according to the information on the big screen in the emergency department, we successfully found out that he had a coronary stent implantation in this hospital two years ago, and after reviewing the case, it was found that the patient was a regular smoker and alcoholic, and had a history of diabetes and hypertension for ten years. Two years ago, he came to the doctor with unprovoked chest tightness and discomfort, confirmed the diagnosis of coronary atherosclerotic heart disease, and used interventional surgery to prop up a stent in a blood vessel called the right coronary artery in the heart. In this way, it is very likely that this patient has committed an old problem, but this time he may not be as lucky as last time......

The screen showed that the vehicle was about to arrive, and after being reminded by the nurse at the triage desk, the doctor and nurse prepared the flat car and quickly pushed it to the door of the emergency room, and Steve and I naturally followed. After waiting for about thirty seconds, the ambulance arrived, the door opened, and a bearded, bloated man was lying in the car restlessly.

"Move!" one person gives the order, and four people act at the same time, carrying the patient onto the mobile flat car.

The nurse and the doctor stood on one side, the staff of the ambulance followed, pulled up the bed rail, released the brakes, and quickly pushed the patient to the emergency room together, Steve and I seemed to be redundant, following behind, unable to help, in fact there were enough people, the two of us were indeed redundant.