Wang Ge was slightly more comfortable than Song Ping'an, who was waiting at the gate of the emergency department—he still had a few bites of lunch.

He saw that Song Ping'an's mental state was really not very good, so he asked more.

"Doctor Song, what's wrong with you?"

Song Ping'an met the king pigeon, and the bitterness in his heart could be regarded as finding a person to vent, and he hurriedly talked to the king pigeon. Early in the morning, he received a patient with heart failure, and when he was sent, he had completely lost his vital signs and his heart stopped beating for ten minutes, but Song Ping'an was stunned and Dr. Cao Shan, who took turns for nearly 35 minutes of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and the patient was actually saved.

But for a whole morning, the patient had ventricular fibrillation once and stopped beating three times, and Song Ping'an had been revolving around the patient all morning, and cardiopulmonary resuscitation was done four times.

Anyone who has learned cardiopulmonary resuscitation knows how tiring this action is, let alone doing it so many times in a short period of time and lasting so long, ten people can't hold it.

Fortunately, Song Ping'an's efforts were not in vain, the patient's condition stabilized after a morning of rescue treatment, although heart failure caused a large area of heart muscle cell death, and the cardiopulmonary function was seriously affected, but the most important thing is that he is still alive.

It's stronger than anything else.

Song Ping'an only felt that his two arms were no longer his own, and it seemed that he would go to the massage parlor to relax his muscles and pull out a fire cup on his shoulders after work, otherwise he would definitely be a waste when he got up the next morning.

"The doctor's job is really not a human job!" Song Ping'an has been coming to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang for more than ten years, and has been an intern doctor in the emergency department since the training period, and has now become an attending physician.

Speaking of which, Song Ping'an can be regarded as Zhou Hua's senior. He also graduated from Central South University, but with a Ph.D. degree.

The group of emergency doctors in the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang have the lowest academic qualifications of clinical medicine graduate students with master's degrees. The hospital itself is a tertiary hospital, and the emergency department is the top priority in the hospital, so ordinary undergraduate graduates cannot enter.

Wang Ge doesn't know how this group of people have a brain, Zhou Hua has five years of bachelor's degree, two years of master's degree, and junior high school and high school can graduate at such a young age.

Song Ping'an, on the other hand, studied for eight years with a bachelor's degree in clinical medicine and a master's degree and doctorate, and then went to the hospital as a resident doctor, and finally transferred to the emergency department, step by step.

It is not easy to train an emergency doctor. It takes so long to go to school, and the king pigeon also understands.

First of all, medical knowledge must be solid, which is the most basic, and it is not allowed to be sloppy when it comes to human life.

Medical students who graduated in their early twenties still have a sense of arrogance and impetuousness in their hearts, which is fatal to patients. Reading for a few more years can also smooth out this heart.

Secondly, the older you get, the more stable your heart becomes, and you are not flustered and experienced, which is also a tradition left by Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.

The older the doctor, the more cases he has seen, the more people he has saved, the more skilled he is, and the more respected he will be.

Based on the feeling of the king pigeon alone, Liu Ya and Zhou Hua are still inferior to Song Ping'an, Cao Shan, and Wu Gang.

"Doctor Song, let me pinch your arm, don't even move the patient later. "The name of the little nurse in the car is Fang Yuqing, the name is very good, and the person is also gentle and introverted, which is completely different from Shen Hui's pungent and straightforward.

Anyway, Song Ping'an doesn't have a wife, let alone a girlfriend, there is no taboo in this regard, and he is not afraid of any rumors.

Fang Yuqing is even more single, but with her introverted personality, she took the initiative to say this, worried that Song Ping'an's body would take up more of her mind.

Song Ping'an was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether he was really tired or shy, he just asked Fang Yuqing to press his shoulders and arms, and he didn't speak anymore.

The place of the noon alarm is in Tianma Community, which is not very far from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang. Judging from the information obtained by Wang Ge, the patient is a high school student, who is at home during the holidays, and his symptoms are coma, and the specific situation is unknown.

Xiangjiang is not jammed at noon, today's sun is very poisonous, everyone is eating and resting, Wang Ge's car drove very smoothly, and it took only more than six minutes to arrive downstairs at the place of reporting.

The alarm may be too panicked when providing the address, only said the community and building number, and did not say the unit number and the specific house number, fortunately, when the command and dispatch center provides the address, it will also put the contact information of the alarm on the screen of the navigation system.

Wang Ge took out his mobile phone and called the policeman. The call was quickly connected, and the caller was a woman, her voice was a little panicked, and she calmed down after learning that the ambulance had arrived downstairs.

"Take a stretcher, there is no elevator, Unit 2 401. The king pigeon pointed to the unit in the middle of the building.

This is an old house with six floors, although the government stipulates that buildings with six floors and above must have an elevator, but the old house has no way unless it is retrofitted. There is no elevator, the cart can't go up, and it's not as convenient as a stretcher.

Wang Ge took off the stretcher and carried it on his shoulder, while nurse Tian Yuqing carried a first-aid kit, and the two of them consciously did not let Song Ping'an bear any weight.

Several people were afraid of the four floors, and the door of 401 was open, and a middle-aged woman was looking out at the door.

"Doctor, go see my son!" After seeing Song Ping'an in a white coat, the woman said with a crying voice.

Song Ping'an nodded, and went straight to the back room in the direction the woman pointed.

In the bedroom inside, there is also a middle-aged man, who seems to be the head of the family.

The king pigeon came in and put the stretcher on the ground, and as soon as he entered the house, he smelled a smell of heather, and he frowned, as a man, he was very familiar with this smell.

As soon as Tian Yuqing entered the house, she also felt a strangeness, as a medical worker, she was also very sensitive to this smell. However, she still maintained the high professionalism of an emergency nurse, did not say anything, and her expression did not change at all, but opened the first aid kit and was ready to assist the doctor in first aid.

"What's the patient's name?" she asked, pulling out her notebook.

Maybe the middle-aged man in the room also felt a little embarrassed by the scene, and said thirstily, "My son, Shi Qiang." ”

Song Ping'an came to the bedside, the patient on the bed was only wearing underwear, and the underwear was half off, holding a piece of tissue in his left hand, and his right hand was placed on the crotch, blocking the key position.

Song Ping'an put on rubber gloves and pulled the paper towel out of his hand, it was wet and had already been used. And the liquid on the paper towel was very thin, like running water, and it dripped onto the bed. Normal semen and fluids are definitely not like this.

There was also a laptop on the bed, which was already dormant, and the trash can next to the bed was already stuffed with used tissues.

"Shi Qiang, can you hear me?" Song Ping'an straightened the patient's body, and after getting no response, checked his heartbeat and breathing, and took out a flashlight to check Shi Qiang's pupils.

"What's the situation, let's talk about it. Song Ping'an said while inspecting.

"Ever since the eleventh holiday, he has been locking himself in the house, no one opens the door, only comes out when he eats, and he doesn't know what to do in the house. At lunch today, no matter how his mother told him not to open the door, there was no movement inside, I felt that something was wrong, and I was afraid that something would happen to my son, so I quickly kicked the door open. That's what it looks like when you come in, is my son okay?" the man kept his senses, but the scene in the room was a bit indescribable.

As long as Song Ping'an, Wang Ge and Tian Yuqing's IQs are normal enough, it can be seen that this child is in a coma due to excessive masturbation at home.

Generally speaking, excessive masturbation, that is, masturbation, is easy to cause the pituitary gland to secrete too many hormones, damage the nerves, resulting in insufficient blood supply to the brain, lack of oxygen, decreased physical skills, and so on. The most serious thing is that when the body is still in the development stage, too much masturbation will cause abnormal development of the genitals, shortness, impotence and impotence and premature ejaculation.

Sometimes, sex addiction is a mental illness that requires psychological intervention and correction. From a medical point of view, one hair a week is normal, and two or three times a week is okay. One shot a day is a bit much, and three shots a day will make the body weak. If there are five or six shots a day, people will be destroyed.

Song Ping'an has been a doctor for so many years, and he has seen more exciting scenes, and this kind of occasion is not a problem at all.

"What is the blood pressure?" he asked.

"Eighty, one hundred and two millimeters of mercury, normal can no longer be normal. Tian Yuqing said.

"The patient's vital signs are stable, blood pressure is normal, breathing is normal, there are no obvious trauma to the body, syncope. Oxygen inhalation, ECG monitoring, establishment of intravenous access, rapid intravenous drip of 500 ml of normal saline, aspirin after awakening, and urine routine blood examination after returning to the hospital. Song Ping'an turned his head and said to the child's father.

"The child is fine, there may be a little cerebral insufficiency, lack of oxygen to the brain, and the specific needs to be checked in the hospital. Let's sign it first. ”

"This ...... Is it really okay? It won't be kidney failure or something, right?" the child's father was a little hesitant, he had seen a lot of news on the Internet about teenagers dying due to excessive hand harmony.

"It's not that mysterious, and kidney failure is not so easy to get. However, it will definitely affect kidney function and prostate. After he recovers, I want him to read more books, exercise, and really can't play some computer games, but I can't go on like this. It is the time to grow the body, and if necessary, it is necessary to have a psychologist to carry out psychological intervention and treatment in a timely manner. Yaxiang has two good doctors, I'll introduce you to a few later. Song Ping'an said with a smile.

For the first time today, the king pigeon has seen himself fainted, which is more embarrassing than seeing any bloody scenes.

Together with the patient's father, he carried the patient onto a stretcher and down the stairs to the car.

"Master Wang, don't be shy, there are more exciting scenes you haven't seen before......" Tian Yuqing saw that Wang Ge's expression was not natural, and said in a low voice.

Wang Ge coughed dryly, hurried into the cab to report the situation, and drove back to the hospital.

What he didn't expect was that Tian Yuqing's prophecy was confirmed a few hours later.