This is rare, but not impossible.

Liu Ya gave the patient Zhuang De a detailed examination, this guy has a normal heartbeat and breathing except for a little high blood pressure, but the kitchen knife on his head must be removed by surgical means as soon as possible, and it has been placed on it, whether it is moved or not, it will pose a danger to life safety.

After all, the knife penetrated the skull and injured the brain tissue and organs, and after a long time, it will cause massive bleeding in the brain, cerebral edema, that is, brain herniation, which is difficult to rescue.

The two policemen had already arrived at the scene, and they were also startled when they saw the wounded man with a knife in his head, and then he came to his senses and began to investigate the specific situation.

Liu Ya greeted the police and wanted to take the patient back to the hospital first, but he was a little embarrassed and turned his head to look at Wang Ge.

"This ...... How can people bring it back? He must not be allowed to walk on his own, in case he bumps into his life, he will be gone. You should also not use a stroller, as lying down may cause postural movement. Liu Ya was already cautious when he was inspecting Zhuang De just now, and he didn't dare to touch him at all.

Wang Ge scratched his head, but he didn't expect to grab a handful of hair down, it seems that it is a matter of time before he becomes bald, and scolded secretly, "Or use a wheelchair, when we get on the car, we will lift the person up, and the wheelchair will be fixed in the car." ”

"That's the only way, when you drive, you must be slow and steady. Liu Ya nodded in agreement.

Wang Ge hurriedly went to the car to get a portable wheelchair, and slowly helped Zhuang De to the wheelchair, for fear of touching the things on his head.

"Brother, don't worry, I know I can't die. Zhuang De felt that it didn't matter. "Is it a long time to take this off? Don't delay it too long, it's too late to play cards, and the old ladies in the family are going to curse." ”

The king pigeon couldn't laugh or cry, but didn't speak.

"Brother, you are going to have surgery, and we have to take a film to confirm the specific situation when we go back, and the time is not short. It's a brain thing, and it's not to be sloppy. After the operation is completed, you will also have to be hospitalized for further observation, which is not so simple. Liu Ya's expression now is exactly the same as that of the king pigeon.

Shen Hui packed up the first aid kit and threw it directly on the cart. "Rabbit, you get the cart in the cart, fold it up, we don't need it, I'll help the king pigeon." ”

Liu Ya nodded, looked at the two people in front of him who seemed to be reconciled as before, and praised himself in his heart.

However, reconciliation is only a superficial thing.

"Didn't you see it?" Shen Hui came to Wang Ge's side, supported the wheelchair with him, and took off the jacket on his body to stretch it out, blocking the patient's head, preventing the rain from falling directly to the wound.

Water is really pervasive, and the kitchen knife is likely to have been inserted into the brain tissue, if a little rain flows down the blade of the knife into the wound and penetrates into the brain tissue, then it will be a big problem.

There is also a step on the bus platform, and the road surface is not too flat, so in order to reduce the vibration, two people push wheelchairs, so they can only walk carefully.

It was not easy for the surrounding onlookers to look at these two medical workers, so they quickly made way for them, and even the people who took pictures and videos flashed aside.

"Nope. The king pigeon shook his head.

"Something...... I'll make it clear to you. That's not my intention. Shen Hui lowered her head and whispered.

"I know. "The king pigeon is very calm.

Liu Ya couldn't hear the conversation between the two people, but it all fell into Zhuang De's ears, but Zhuang De only felt that there was some private matter between the two of them, and he couldn't understand what he said at all, so he didn't take it to heart.

It was only now that Wang Ge had a little bottom in his heart, since Shen Huiken opened his mouth, then this friend could not be lost. As for what the hell is, I'll talk about it when the time comes.

Liu Ya loaded the trolley into the car, and turned around to help Wang Ge carry the wheelchair.

Fortunately, the patient's height is not very high, although he is in his forties but he has not made a fortune, but with the weight of a wheelchair, he can't shake too much, the two people are still trembling, and it only took more than ten seconds to lift the person up, and the heads of the two people actually oozed sweat in the cold wind and light rain.

Liu Ya got into the car and fixed the wheels of his wheelchair. This is only the first step, and the most important thing is yet to come - how to drive this ambulance to the hospital in the smoothest posture, not to mention the shaking of sharp turns, and even the bumps on the road must be minimized.

That's the king's thing, he's under a lot of pressure.

After waiting for Shen Hui to also get on the train, Wang Ge closed the car door. Because the usual situation is more urgent, the king pigeon is always afraid of making mistakes in the busy when closing the door, more hard, and then pull it to check after closing, usually make a bang, and then the body shakes slightly.

But this time, he had to gently close the door and check it again, for fear that the car would shake.

"Driver, master!" the policeman stopped him when he saw that Wang Ge was about to leave.

As soon as Wang Ge turned around, the policeman suddenly felt that he was a little at a loss, why are the ambulance drivers so young now.

"Comrade policeman, what's wrong?" Wang Ge was a little surprised.

"This girl is clamoring to go to the hospital together...... Look at ......" The police pointed to the girl who was wiping her tears, whether it was this girl or Zhuang De in the car, in fact, they were both victims tonight.

Give that girl a hundred guts, she doesn't dare to take out a kitchen knife to cut people! An accident is just an accident after all. Zhuang De's temperament may only ask the girl to compensate for medical expenses and lost work expenses or something, and there should be no civil lawsuit, but if someone is injured or stabbed, whether it is accidental or intentional, as long as the situation is serious, it will be applied to the criminal law.

The Public Prosecutor's Office also initiated criminal proceedings against the girl.

Although the king pigeon has been working in the hospital for a long time, he has not encountered such a thing. He doesn't think too much, no matter how things are determined in the end, it doesn't have much to do with him. All he had to do now was rush the patient to the hospital for emergency treatment before his condition deteriorated.

"There are so many people, do you want the injured person and the victim to sit in the same car? If there is an accident, it will be yours or ours? If you come up, you will really not be able to sit down. In this case, the fewer people in the car, the better. Wang Ge flatly refused, he would not consider any human feelings, as a medical worker, he can only consider all aspects of the patient now.

The policeman in his thirties thought about it, and he was a little inconsiderate, as if it was such a reason. "She won't go to the police station with us. You said, it's not a vicious gangster, it's just a little girl, this is another accident, and the specific characterization has to wait for the instructions of the leader, and it doesn't feel right to forcibly copy it back......"

This is the case with the Chinese police, who encounter parents' shortcomings, neighborhood disputes, and petty fights, mainly based on harmony, and will not use any thunderous means at all. The first is that if you are afraid of causing trouble, someone will complain, and the quarterly bonus will be gone. Second, this is not a harmonious country with the United States, and there is no need to shoot a few shots at every turn.

The king pigeon shrugged, "That's your business." I'm sorry, I can't help. ”

"We'll have to drive around. This little girl is in our car, you are from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang, I will open the way for you in front!" The policeman gritted his teeth, it was really strange enough on the night shift tonight.

"The speed doesn't have to be too fast, and the patient in the car can't touch and bump. Wang Ge instructed, nodded and got into the car, and picked up the intercom.

"This is the No. 0110 of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang, Xiang AGZ689, receiving a patient from the bus station at the north gate of Yuelu Mountain, and is returning to the hospital, the situation is ......" Wang Ge looked at the reflector above his head, and the bright kitchen knife was still inserted in Zhuang De's head.

"It's a bit complicated. He stretched the cord of the intercom and put it behind him.

"The patient is now in a special situation, conscious, good vital signs, but head trauma, sharp weapon penetration, the specific situation is unknown, please the hospital to prepare head CT examination, blood test, blood routine, please notify the chief physician of brain surgery or above to participate in the consultation, prepare a temporary operating room. Liu Ya said a lot, but there is not much that can be done, and everything will not be known until the results of the examination.

Moreover, it is impossible for him to use drugs in the car under the current circumstances, let alone do any other operations. Nothing can be done other than monitor vital signs and consciousness.

There was no need for saline and glucose infusions, and the first-aid medicines in the car did not include antibiotics, and the patient did not feel any pain now, and even painkillers and tranquilizers were superfluous.

Liu Ya really experienced the feeling of helplessness for the first time, and he especially wanted to find something to do. This trip is really interesting.

The police car made a detour, turned on its siren and lights, and took the lead in turning around to go to the hospital, and Wang Ge followed, but he only turned on the police lights, not the siren.

After all, there are police cars in front of the road, and the time is already more than twelve o'clock in the morning, there are relatively few cars on the road, except for drunk driving and drug driving, there is no car that has the courage to go to the police car that honks and turns on the lights.

Sure enough, the speed of the police car was very slow, and the speed of the king pigeon was also very slow, and the speed on the open road did not exceed 40 kilometers per hour, which would take at least 20 minutes to get to the hospital.

But there is no way, although the car conditions are good, the king pigeon does not dare to speed up, for fear that the tire will crush a stone, or there are dark potholes on the road, a bump down, the situation of the patient on the car must take a sharp turn, if something happens, the king pigeon will regret and blame himself for this life.

This is my own pot, and no one can complain.

Halfway through the drive, the police car in front of it slowly stopped and turned on its twin flashing lights. It seemed that there was a traffic accident ahead, and the king pigeon naturally slowed down and followed the police car to make a detour.

In the middle of the road lay a wounded man on a motorcycle, who seemed to have lost consciousness, and the private car owner saw the ambulance and police car passing by, and hurriedly waved, thinking that it was the effect of his own phone call, and thinking that the ambulance could come so quickly. But Wang Ge knew that there were already patients in his car, and it was impossible to stop to help, and since he had already dialed 120, there must be an ambulance speeding on the way here.

The king pigeon took a closer look, and beside the man who had fallen to the ground, stood a figure holding an umbrella.

He sighed, it seemed that the injured in this traffic accident would not survive. He hastened to concentrate on his work.

At this moment, Zhuang De, who was in the carriage, suddenly spoke.

"Doctor, my head ...... It seems a bit ...... It hurts ......" Zhuang De's face turned pale, and he was a little unfavorable when he spoke.