In fact, this young man's nature is not bad, when Liu Ya asked for a simple physical examination, he actually agreed very happily, the reason is that he doesn't like to cause trouble to others, Liu Ya is just working, and there is no harm to him, cooperating with Liu Ya is equivalent to doing Liu Ya a favor.

The young man moved his ass and sat down from his chair to the bed.

"According to what you say, God, I have to thank you?" Liu Ya smiled and took out a flashlight and shone it into the young man's eyes.

"What's the young man's name?" Liu Ya was not idle and chatting nonsense.

At the same time as he was conducting a physical examination, he also had to judge the young man's mental state, check whether he was sanity, whether his IQ was normal, and whether his logical thinking was clear.

Chat is the easiest way to tell if a person has a mental illness. Of course, if the young man has depression, or a hidden mental illness, which is only triggered under special conditions, then further diagnosis is needed.

"His real name is Wang Xiaoshui, and his pen name is Wang Xiaoshui. You just said that you have read my book, even if my data is all brushed, what do you think of the writing?" the young man looked at Liu Ya with expectant eyes.

Liu Ya avoided this question, "This ambulance driver, called Wang Ge, is still your own family." He's awesome at driving, you can write about him. ”

The pupils of this young patient are fine, and the brain condition should be normal, Liu Ya looked at this young man named Wang Xiaoshui, his lips were a little purple, his face was pale, and he was a little hypoxic.

Liu Ya wanted to check his respiratory and digestive systems, and long-term exposure to the computer may cause bronchitis, asthma, gastrointestinal diseases, etc. He took out a stethoscope and put it on his ear, and the radio reached into Wang Xiaoshui's clothes. It doesn't matter if you don't listen to it, as soon as you hear it, you can hear something wrong.

"Wang Xiaoshui, you breathe hard, take a deep breath. Liu Ya tried to test his judgment.

Wang Xiaoshui snuffed out the cigarette and took a deep breath, with a painful expression on his face.

"Does it hurt to breathe in your chest?" Liu Ya put away the stethoscope and pressed it against his chest.

Wang Xiaoshui nodded, "The cough also hurts, it hurts very much." ”

Liu Ya's expression became more and more serious, and he asked again. "How long have you been sitting in this chair?" Liu Ya pointed to the chair next to the computer desk, and then instructed the nurse to take his blood pressure.

This chair is very short, Wang Xiaoshui is very tall, and when he sits on this computer chair, he can only lean forward and curl up next to the computer with a hunched back.

Wang Xiaoshui shook his head, "I don't remember much." ”

Liu Ya could only look at Wang Xiaoshui's mother again.

"I got up at 12 a.m. and urged him to go to bed, and he didn't go to bed all night, until now...... It's been about twelve hours. Wang Xiaoshui's mother thought about it for a while and said.

The nurse reported blood pressure, 680 mm Hg.

"King pigeon, push the cart forward, he can't walk, it may be a pulmonary embolism. Liu Ya was a little anxious, although Wang Xiaoshui's symptoms were not obvious, but the comprehensive blood oxygen concentration was insufficient, the chest breathing cough was severe pain, the breathing crackles were crackles, and the abnormal situation of low blood pressure, coupled with the long-term continuous bending and hunched back action, many years of experience in emergency medicine made Liu Ya quickly make a judgment, this is not a muscle stiffness and spasm, nor pneumonia tracheal inflammation, it is very likely that there is something wrong with the pulmonary circulatory system.

As soon as the king pigeon heard the word pulmonary embolism, he knew that it would not be easy, so he quickly did it.

Liu Ya breathed a deep sigh, this situation is not good, and it may be a pulmonary embolism. It is difficult to judge the early stage of pulmonary embolism clinically, and there are many reasons for pulmonary embolism, such as sitting still for a long time, coupled with excessive blood viscosity, which may block the pulmonary circulation artery veins and cause pulmonary infarction.

This is one of the reasons why many office workers, late-night game parties die suddenly.

The lungs are all infarcted, and there is no life left. What's more, the embolism may also follow the movement of the human body, peel off the walls of blood vessels, and with the blood flow, it is very likely to enter the blood vessels of the heart, brain, and other organs.

Wherever you enter, the results are fatal.

Wang Ge pushed the cart in, and helped Wang Xiaoshui to the cart with Liu Ya.

"In order to save your life, don't move!" Liu Ya didn't dare to have a pulmonary embolism 100%, but as long as there was a 1% possibility, it should be prevented according to pulmonary embolism!

"Doctor...... This ......" Wang Xiaoshui's mother stayed aside, looking at the doctor, nurse and driver in front of her, the expressions were not like a joke, originally just wanted her son to leave the computer, but now it seems that something really happened!

"What kind of disease do I have?" Wang Xiaoshui was also anxious, lying on the cart and said.

"It's hard to explain, do you know about myocardial infarction? Pulmonary embolism is like that. Seeing that Liu Ya didn't speak, Wang Ge explained for him.

"It's a little more dangerous than that, it's just the first symptoms, but it's still life-threatening. You take it easy, try not to move, whether it is a pulmonary embolism or not, you have to go back to the hospital for an in-depth examination, I can only give you treatment and first aid according to the severe illness first, to prevent the embolic attack. Liu Ya took over the conversation and motioned for Wang Ge and the nurse to start pushing the cart.

The king pigeon is not unserious in his studies.

In the ambulance convoy office, there are many medical-related books, most of which are given to the drivers by the emergency doctors, because the drivers sometimes have to act as nurses or stretchers, and they need to know some common medical knowledge, including various situations that should be avoided during the first aid process.

For example, some patients have certain symptoms and cannot carry them, but can only lift, and some are temporarily unable to move. Others had to carry the wounded and sick as lightly as possible.

After learning these knowledge, ambulance drivers can also play a great role in the emergency scene, at least saving many doctors the time to give medical orders twice.

Time is life, and if the doctor says less and does one more action, he can grab one more second for life.

Wang Ge knows that for patients with pulmonary embolism, whether it is a stretcher, a cart, or a car, the movements must be light and slow, and the embolism detachment must be avoided as much as possible.

They carried Wang Xiaoshui into the car, and Wang Xiaoshui's mother also sat in the car and followed her son to the hospital.

The king pigeon looked around again, but did not find the figure of the Grim Reaper. The king pigeon breathed a sigh of relief, in this case, he did not want to race any car with the Grim Reaper.

Once the vehicle he was driving shook and the embolism in Wang Xiaoshui's lungs fell off the walls of the blood vessels, then his physical condition would take a sharp turn for the worse, and the speed of death in this situation would definitely be very fast.

The more a person is on the verge of death, the faster the Grim Reaper pursues the soul.

Rather than this, the king pigeon might as well drive slowly, preferring not to have this number than to put other people's lives at risk.

He lightly stepped on the clutch gear, slowly released the clutch, and after the wheels slowly turned, he slowly stepped on the accelerator, and the vehicle honked the siren and flashed the police lights, and drove out of the community.

The ambulance was driving so slowly that the surrounding vehicles and pedestrians were watching the ambulance. Never before has an ambulance been seen speeding down a wide road at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour.

The king pigeon can't help it, this matter is in a hurry. However, Wang Ge's driving skills are still okay, he looked at the road intently, when the size of a fist is absolutely not pressed, there is a manhole cover can never be pressed.

There really wasn't any bumps in the car, and the people in the car didn't even feel the car moving.

As soon as he got in the car, Liu Ya instructed the nurse to prepare a large number of anticoagulant drugs and thrombolytic drugs, so that Wang Xiaoshui could absorb oxygen. Wang Xiaoshui was a little nervous, and beads of sweat continued to ooze from his head.

Suppose that an ambulance suddenly comes and says that you have an emergency, or that you are going to die, and you may die at the slightest disturbance, who is not afraid of this?

Liu Ya knows that in fact, Wang Xiaoshui does not have any mental illness, and if he has mental illness, he doesn't know that he is afraid!

Wang Xiaoshui is just too eager to succeed, so much so that he is a little extreme. In fact, his essence is not bad, and his family wealth is not ruined, and he has a lot of conscience than some rich second generations.

"Wang Xiaoshui, you can't speak now, I said, listen. I'll talk to you. Liu Ya looked at the heartbeat detection display, and Wang Xiaoshui was a little too nervous. A fast heartbeat can put some pressure on the pulmonary circulation, and Liu Ya decided to help him divert his attention.

"I said you have read that novel, I have read it. It's not well written. Liu Ya said half-jokingly.

Wang Xiaoshui is no longer arrogant now, smiled bitterly, nodded, and did not speak. He seems to know that what he writes is indeed not good, and all the novel data is bought online, and it is not a real evaluation at all.

I have deceived the website and the editor, but I can't fool the readers, but I can't fool myself.

"I know that it is not easy for you writers, you write thousands of words every day, no one reads, no one pays attention, no one supports, no one helps, you are too eager to succeed, but you don't reach the level of success, you have to cheat and take a detour. Even if it is well written, write for a few hours a day, thousands of words, others can read it in ten minutes, and after reading it, they can spray you, and no one feels comfortable in their hearts. ”

Listening to Liu Ya's words, Wang Xiaoshui nodded straight, his eyes were full of understanding.

Liu Ya continued, "But there is still hope for your novel. Change the sick sentences, the plot is tighter, you can still watch it, it's okay to brush the list, you can only brush it with excellent quality! I'm a senior reader, when you are cured, I will help you change it together, and if you change it, I will definitely vote for you! Start with the sick sentences in the introduction......

Wang Xiaoshui's face under the oxygen mask smiled, and then nodded sincerely, which was regarded as thanks.

Wang Ge looked back at the value of the heartbeat test, Liu Ya is not a comforting person, but he is a good doctor. Wang Xiaoshui's heart rate has decreased a lot, and his mental state is not so nervous.

The vehicle arrived at the hospital safely and smoothly, Wang Ge and Liu Ya carefully lifted Wang Xiaoshui's cart out of the car with the help of others, and at the moment when Wang Ge was relieved, Wang Xiaoshui couldn't help but cough lightly twice.

Liu Ya frowned, although the various monitoring instruments on Wang Xiaoshui's body had been temporarily withdrawn, he could read from Wang Xiaoshui's getting worse and worse face that something was wrong!

"Fuck it!, get to the emergency room!" Liu Ya shouted.

The king pigeon was also nervous, and suddenly heard a soft bang behind him.

Everyone was in a hurry to get the patient to the emergency room, no one looked for the source of the soft sound, someone quietly came behind them, gently opened the long-handled umbrella in his hand, but they didn't notice it.

The king pigeon didn't look back, but the voice was all too familiar to him.

It was the sound of an umbrella being opened.

That's the Grim Reaper.