397: Little tadpole to her father: She doesn't even know where to mess with him
On the other end of the phone, the man reacted for about two seconds, he seemed to be driving, and there was a whooshing sound from the phone.
Then, a calm male voice came: "Where are you now?" ā
The wish looked up, it was pitch black, and the address was reported according to the street lamp.
The beach-colored Bentley pulled over and braked sharply, and in his ears, her crying was not noticeable, but he knew that she was crying.
The man holding the steering wheel, his slender knuckles were slightly stronger, and the street lamp was shining with a cold and white color, and he frowned with clear eyebrows: "There was also a vicious car accident at the intersection of the villa mountain road and the highway, and the road was already closed when I came down." Crucian carp"
As soon as I heard the wish, it was no wonder that the ambulance just said that it might not be possible to arrive in twenty minutes.
Ji Yunan asked, "What is the patient's current condition?" ā
I made a wish that I cried, I don't know, my hand touched the cold blood donation on Gu Ting's face, and his fingers trembled: "The car body was flipped over, hanging on the side of the road, he was crushed in the car, I am now trying to move him out, I have difficulty breathing, I have severe contusions to my brain and chest, I have entered a state of shock, and I need to be intubated immediately." ā
"Endotracheal intubation."
The two spoke at the same time on the phone.
Wishing fingers trembled, "Doctor Ji, there are no tools, what should I do, what should I do......"
Her head was a mess.
"Do you have a ballpoint pen and a knife?"
Wishing to drag two-thirds of Gu Ting's body out of the car, carefully put it on the side of the road, raised his hand, forgot that his palm was bloody, wiped his face, and gasped: "I have it in the car." ā
"Go get it."
Make a wish and get up and run.
Usually she has disinfectant water, medical plastic gloves, and some basic tools in her car, but there are no tools for endotracheal intubation.
Scrambling through the storage compartment to dig out a notepad and a ballpoint pen and a Swiss Army knife, he ran back and picked up his phone.
She was like a helpless child, and her voice trembled: "Doctor Ji, what should I do now?" ā
"Disinfect the knife with alcohol, cut the skin at the exact position of the patient's throat, and then hold the empty barrel, the force and position must be accurate, and under the cricoid cartilage, you feel the position."
Wishing shook his head: "No, Dr. Ji, I have never intubated a patient's trachea, nor when there are tools in the hospital, I can't, how can I do a ballpoint pen?" If it is inserted in the wrong place, it will be fatal. ā
"Make a wish."
"No, it's my friend! No kidding, Dr. Ji, I don't dare, I really don't dare to ......" His hands were as cold as ice, trembling in the air.
"Make a wish."
"Doctor Ji, can you come over, I found that I really can't do anything, I can't get it, I'm afraid ......"
"Make a wish!" - A deep and stern male voice abruptly accentuated: "If you don't do it now, the only result of your friend is that he dies due to lack of oxygen in his breath, and you don't save it!" ā
The wish was shaken.
His voice was soft again, with a bit of reassuring dryness: "Every doctor will experience the first time, yours just came early. ā
He said: "You are a brave and powerful doctor, Zhang Lizhen's child has a heart problem, you were the first to discover it in time, you have a natural medical acumen and ability to explore, I believe in yourself, I also believe in you." ā
I believe in you too......
Wishing in his heart turned restless, ups and downs, and finally was lost in the last few words.
He is the attending physician, and he is one of the most admired beings in the medical community.
He said he believed her.
The low, powerful, gentle words were always in my ears.
Wishing to put down the phone, sink her eyes, swallow and breathe in her mouth, cut open the skin with a knife, hold the ballpoint pen in her hand and raise it in the position, hold her breath, her heart beat to smash all her nerves, her hand got up, the ballpoint pen fell, and the sharp tip pierced Gu Ting's throat in the middle.
She couldn't breathe.
Until Gu Ting's chest moved.
The breath that hung in his throat fell suddenly, and he leaned over and blew on the barrel of the pen.
The phone lay quietly on the ground, the person on the other side listened to the silent space, she was in a hurry but did not lose the sound of steps, the man's deep eyes were slightly half-closed, and the long eyelashes hung in the air, motionless, clear and watery.
The hand that was gripping the steering wheel was also loosened.
No better than her.
Is it more worried about the patient's safety, or is she worried that she is too nervous and afraid?
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Ji Yunan pinched her frowning brows, and her voice came from the phone, regaining her usual middle breath, "Doctor Ji, thank you, okay, I plugged in the right place, and he breathed." ā
He breathed smoothly and said calmly: "Don't move the patient now, observe the situation, and wait for the ambulance to come." ā
"Doctor Ji! You...... Can you not hang up? ā
The man looked at the vast white mist-like winter night outside the window window, calm and quiet, perhaps the heartstrings moved only in the snap of his fingers, and once the heart of compassion rose.
"Yes."
Wishing covered his heart, closed his wet eyes, and trembled: "Thank you, thank you." ā
I don't know why I didn't let him hang.
Intuition needs to hear his breathing to settle down.
is obviously such a quiet man, but at the critical moment, he can give her an incomparably strong sense of dependence, as if he is there, everything will be fine, and it will be fine.
Wishing looked down at the bloodied face on his thigh, and spoke unconsciously: "It's going to be fine, Dr. Ji is here, and the ambulance is coming soon......"
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The ambulance arrived twenty-five minutes later.
Gu Ting's chest was pierced by broken glass, and the wound was very deep, and he made a wish to pull out the tip of the glass and bandage him simply, but he couldn't stop the bleeding.
She pressed her hand and followed her into the ambulance.
After the ambulance staff in the car discussed with her, she couldn't evacuate her hand for the time being, she had to hold it until Gu Ting entered the operating room in the hospital, and there were complete surgical tools to carry out emergency surgery.
Fortunately, the road to the hospital was unimpeded and arrived in fifteen minutes.
The double doors of the rear car opened, and the wish did not leave an inch and got out of the car together.
The night was vast mixed with the bright lights of the hospital, and in the eyes soaked with sweat and tears, a figure in a long white coat came out of the open glass door.
Ji Yunan walked quickly with the doctor, wrinkled his eyebrows and glanced at the wish, the man's clean big hand was wrapped in medical gloves, checked the condition of Gu Ting's intubated neck, and asked the ambulance staff beside him: "How is the situation?" ā
Wishing whispered to him Dr. Ji, but he didn't hear it.
She was very surprised, he would rush to the hospital and receive Gu Ting in person.
At that time, when she got into the ambulance, she was in a hurry, and she didn't pay attention to whether she took the mobile phone on the ground or not.
After the endotracheal intubation, she begged him not to hang up, but she did not speak to him.
In the operating room, Gu Ting was carried onto the operating table.
Ji Yunan turned his head: "Slowly release your left hand, after my hand presses the patient's chest, you release your right hand." ā
Wishing nodded heavily.
The hand left Gu Ting's chest, and he said again, "You go out." ā
I made a wish to look down at myself, it was dirty, and I didn't wear a surgical gown or a sterile gown, so I had to turn around.
He suddenly grabbed the man's cold arm.
Ji meets the south side eye.
Under the shadowless lamp in the operating room, the man's eyes were as cold as ink and as quiet as a pool.
Wishing trembled lightly and said: "Doctor Ji, please, he can't die." ā
The man glanced at the patient's face on the operating table that had been cleaned out by the nurse, he was delicate and fair, and his facial features looked very young, a man.
Answering the phone in the car before, he didn't guess that her important friend, the friend who made her cry for a while, was a young man.
Ji Yunan retracted his gaze and stopped looking at her.
The bottom of the man's eyes, deep and secret, gave birth to a trace of chill and blandness.
Seeing that he ignored him for a long time, he was about to speak, and the doctor over there came: "You go out immediately." ā
I had to let go, turned around, and walked out of the operating room.
The door closed, and she heard the man's cold and indifferent voice: "Ready? To begin, anesthesia is injected. ā
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Wait until four o'clock in the morning the next morning.
The operating room door finally opened.
Make a wish to get up with hot coffee in both hands.
The man was dressed in a gray-blue surgical gown, with a slender and straight figure, hanging his neck slightly as he walked, taking off his mask, and the surgical cap on his head was still there.
Wishing stepped forward and handed over the coffee: "Doctor Ji." ā
The surgical cap covered his forehead, but the brim of the hat revealed a few short strands of very soft and clean hair, which hung black on the deep sideburns
, which made the temperature in this person's eyes extremely low.
Wishing to know that he must be tired, almost five hours of surgery.
Once a man is tired, he is in a bad mood and does not want to speak.
He walked straight past her, ignoring her.
Wishing turned to follow him, flat snow boots, she was half a head shorter, at the seat of his shoulder blades.
"Doctor Ji, thank you for your hard work, drink some coffee to refresh yourself. In addition, my friend he ......"
The man stopped suddenly, the heels of the long-legged surgical gown and trousers swung sharply, and the clear and elegant face under the light looked expressionless at the moment, and his voice was very faint: "Your friend?" ā
Wishing nodded.
His eyes were even colder, and he frowned: "In any case, go and ask Doctor Zhang in the back." ā
When the wish was stunned, the man's back was cold and he left.
It was as if she had suddenly been poured a basin of inexplicable cold water.
It was as if the person who taught her and encouraged her to do tracheal intubation on the mountain road before on the mountain road seemed to never exist.
Wondering dead.
Didn't you rush to the hospital in person to operate on Gu Ting?
Five hours, before and after the operation, this attitude also became outrageous.
She didn't know where to mess with him?
Did Gu Ting mess with him? It's impossible, Gu Ting is in a coma on the operating table.
Wishing to chase after her, Gu Ting was pushed out behind her, she quickly put down the coffee on the seat, ran over, and followed the bed.
Hold Gu Ting's cold hand under the quilt and whisper his name.
Dr. Zhang smiled beside him: "Thanks to Dr. Ji, the operation was successful and the patient passed the dangerous period." ā
I had already guessed the wish, and I looked up and said thank you again.
The private ward she arranged for Gu Ting.
After entering the ward, Dr. Zhang said that although there was no danger to his life, he still had to be observed for 24 hours to rule out postoperative malignant complications.
Everyone left, made a vow to adjust the height of the bed, moved a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed.
She looked at the young man who was quiet on the bed, his face was pale, when he opened his eyes, his gaze was gentle and harmless, he was a sunny boy, Gu Ting was actually not suitable for business, his heart was too soft, and he was too forbearing.
She took his hand and smiled: "You told me when I played with you the most in high school, you said that you have been poor and scared since you were a child, you are very disciplined, and you will get ahead in the future, you will definitely live cautiously and not take detours." To what extent was Xu Yi injured tonight? If you never go against the traffic rules, you drive so fast, so you don't want to die. ā
āā¦ā¦ Gu Ting, let it go, like me, slowly let go of your hand, it was very painful at first, and I would be very reluctant. You know? When I see you, I feel like all my persistence collapses. But time is good medicine, I like you, you like Xu Yi, Xu Yi her...... I'm sure she only likes power and herself, so why bother. ā
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Waiting hallway outside the operating room.
Coming and going, a man in a surgical gown stood in the middle of the aisle of a chair.
It has always been a calm and clear sight, but at the moment it is quite gloomy, looking at the lonely coffee on the chair that has been thrown at random.
--- digression--- I didn't write it today, but I'll come back tomorrow~ Suspicious...... Jealousy (āvā)