Chapter 5 Critical Illness

Yesterday's heavy snow, today's Germany, frozen roads, ambulances 4 wheels tied to chains, honking, running through several red lights, more than several cars, the driver with superb driving skills in the middle of the road, the car drove steadily.

He Yan had already brought up the oxygen mask and hung up the nutritional drip, He Yan's lips were already purple, there were cracks, his hands and feet were cold, Wang Jingli used the residual warmth of his hands to gently rub He Yan's feet, hoping to give him a little warmth.

The doctor gave He Yan a preliminary examination, and after measuring He Yan's temperature, he was stunned, the temperature was already approaching 43 degrees! Hurriedly hung up the nutrient drip to replenish the nutrients that were lost at any time.

The ambulance resisted the hospital as fast as possible, and the emergency personnel were already waiting at the door at this time, Chen Tong's order they did not dare not listen, although they were a little reluctant, many people present should be on vacation, but it was their destiny to save people, because they were the sacred angels in white in people's mouths.

"Driver, can you please drive faster?"

"Dude, it's a red light."

"Driver, please, don't stop, okay? There's a patient who needs first aid, and I need to go back to the hospital right away! ”

The driver's head, looking at Chen Tong's anxious look, stepped on the door, and put a "first aid" sign on the corresponding glass of the co-pilot.

The taxi ran all the way, and when it was about to pass the third red light, the traffic police stopped the taxi, Chen Tong stretched out his head and took out many valid documents. At this time, a first-aid route appeared.

"Thank you, thank you! At this time, 100 yuan, no need to look for it. After Chen Tong dropped 100 yuan, he put on a scarf and went straight to the emergency department of the hospital.

At the door of the operation, there were two people standing, the two of them were at a loss, very anxious, kept walking around, two hands clasped on their chests, and their mouths kept muttering, the two old people had no other expression on their faces at this time except for anxiety and pain, and the worried eyes kept looking at the surgical warning lights that were not extinguished.

"Brother Li, Sister Wang!" Chen Tong took off the scarf that still had residual heat and ran to the two of them, gasping for breath, his face was red from the cold.

"Director Chen, you're here, what the hell are you talking about?" Wang Jingli seems to have seen a savior, the tears that have been endured for a long time burst out of her eyes, tears flowed down her face, this may be the time when people are most hurt, the most vulnerable time, Wang Jingli feels a sense of collapse at the moment, although she has been with He Yan for five years, but in the past five years, she has regarded He Yan as her own grandson and can love this child.

The lights went out in the operating room, the door opened, and out came a tall young man with a glass tube in his hand containing a slimy liquid with the words "bone marrow" written on it.

"Xiao Xu, how is the child?"

"Director Chen, this is He Yan's bone marrow. I'm afraid it's viral encephalitis again, and this time it's worse than the last time. ”

"What the hell is going on? Xiao Xu, you immediately sent the bone marrow to the examination room and prepared for emergency rescue. ”

"Yes, Director Chen."

At this moment, the corridor of the hospital is empty, the ward of the hospital is deserted at the moment, and the hearts of all the people present are hanging at this moment, Chen Tong staged that scene again, pushing the hospital bed, while opening the way, while whispering encouragement, the two old men followed closely behind, this may be the fastest running after they are old. The door of the emergency ward opened for Jia Xuan again, this time it was more serious, He Yan's high fever had reached 43.5 degrees, and no matter how he used antipyretics, it was useless, He Yan had fallen into a severe coma, just darkness in front of him, in the trance memory, many things faded away, I wanted to leave the deepest memory, at this moment it was just a soul, in the dark, no matter how he shouted, no matter how he screamed, everything was like a mirage, it was a big valley, echoing with just his own weak cry.

"Director Chen! Heartbeat stopped! A nurse kept connecting Jia Xuan to various instruments, and at this time, a red straight line appeared on the heart instrument. Chen Tong wiped the sweat that flowed to the corners of his mouth, his heart beat faster, his hands and feet trembled, and he turned his head to look at the two old men lying on the window with tears streaming down their faces, very anxious, Chen Tong's mind flashed, God, only God can save him. Chen Tong tried his best to stabilize his mood, looked at the rescue personnel who had been busy with a ball with flat eyes, closed his eyes, prayed silently in his heart, and prayed to God again.

A dull and urgent minute has passed, Chen Tong choked back tears, walked to He Yan, gently stroked his hair, and found that he was really cute at this moment, but there was still a parallel line on the cardiometer, without the fluctuation of life, Chen Tong had to lift a small pacemaker, adjust it to high voltage, endure the pain, and hit it gently, at this time the curtain was closed, and the two old men could hear everything, but could not see everything, but they did not dare to imagine everything.

The heart machine is still a parallel line, a cold and piercing straight line, piercing everyone's heart. In the distance in the darkness, there was a little light, it seemed to be the sun, the sun rising from the east, it was an uneven valley, there were streams, there were rivers, there were cracks on the surface, he was shouting, screaming, he could not calm down for a long time, in the distance, there was a man, holding a long staff, with a pointed hat, his face could not be seen clearly, he was very tall, there were two angels behind him, there was a halo on his head, very pure white, without a single stain, very lovely.

"O Lord! Please, save He Yan again. This is a cry, a pain from the heart, pain to the bone, this sound echoes in the mountain stream, the stream and the river are a little rippling, reaching his ears, he is a little painful, but watching you step by step into his stranger, just feel the body and mind being soothed, erasing that trace of pain, is a long staff, directing everything, he spreads his hands, holds the long staff with his chest up, the light of life is ignited again, the second life