Emergency.

The most feared thing in the emergency department is the emergency department.

The dung pit-like place is disgusted by the dogs in the hospital.

Pediatrics used to be a, but with the fertility rate getting lower and lower, pediatrics is not so busy now.

Meng Qingfei stood up, walked out of the consultation room, and stood side by side with the internist in the corridor.

The 120 emergency doctor in the bulldozer was very familiar with this scene, and he didn't wait for the surgeon to ask, so he shouted loudly, "Jumping off the building!" ”

The internist sighed and patted Meng Qingfei on the shoulder.

Ji Xiang could feel the ease of energy exuded by him when he heard "jumping off the building".

Meng Qingfei rushed forward quickly, and Ji Xiang followed him and began to rescue.

The patient has a fractured pelvis, a fracture of the femoral shaft, an estimated ruptured spleen, and very low blood pressure.

Leaving the intravenous channel in place, the liquid slipped in, and the patient's blood pressure went up, but when she was a little better, she began to scratch the intravenous infusion channel indiscriminately.

The pale hand gripped the infusion tube, which was pulled out as the patient's arm waved wildly.

Very pale blood gushed out.

"Hold down, hold down, whatever!" Meng Qingfei shouted loudly.

A young man lies on top of the patient in a panic, holding his arms with both hands.

Ji Xiang felt strange that the patient was in hemorrhagic shock.

After rescue, the blood pressure temporarily increased, and there was no strength to toss.

At least in his limited medical career, he has not met a patient who is bent on death.

"Juan'er, don't move, don't move." The man said, tears falling from his eyes, "There's me, there's me." ”

Such a sincere scene did not move the patient, and it was not known whether it was a mental disorder caused by hemorrhagic shock or something else, and the patient struggled to continue her unfinished suicide "cause".

But after all, she is a woman, her strength is weak, and coupled with hemorrhagic shock, she can't bear the strength of a man at all, and she is pressed on the emergency flat car.

"Wow~~~"

The man let out a scream.

The patient opened his mouth and bit his ear, this time the bite was extremely hard, if it wasn't for his lack of strength, Ji Xiang estimated that he would have bitten off half of the man's ear.

Meng Qingfei immediately took out the binding strap and tied the woman's hands and feet to the flat car.

"Send to the hepatobiliary surgeon! Contact the orthopedic department for hepatobiliary consultation! Tell them that the patient is fine, but that they need emergency surgery! ”

Meng Qingfei gave a series of medical orders.

Ji Xiang went to call.

The patient's injuries looked serious, but the surgery was not difficult.

It is only necessary to remove the spleen and pelvic fractures, and if the fracture is severe, interventional surgery is used for embolization treatment, etc.

The femoral shaft fracture did not puncture the skin, and Xu Leyu Xu estimated that there would be no emergency surgery.

It's not interesting to keep up, Ji Xiang has no interest in this kind of "small" surgery.

Seeing the patient being pushed away, the nurse was relieved.

"Patients really want to die, they want to die, they want to die, they have to live and die." The nurse whispered belly scolding.

Meng Qingfei glared at her, but didn't speak.

"Brother Meng, I'm not wrong." The nurse saw Meng Qingfei glaring at herself, and said, "A few years ago, an old man wanted to commit suicide, but he was stopped by his family and sent to the hospital. Later, on the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he jumped from the 12th floor with a chest bottle. Tell me, why bother. ”

“……”

Ji Xiang sighed.

"Little brat, you know what." Meng Qingfei reprimanded, "Hurry up and go to work, and go play with your mobile phone if you have nothing to do." With so many words, is Douyin not fragrant, or Korean dramas are not good-looking. ”

The nurse was a little slanderous about the little kid Meng Qingfei said, but she also knew that she should be on the opposite side of public order and good customs when she said this.

It's complicated, and it's not clear in a word.

She glared at Meng Qingfei viciously, and turned to get busy.

"Teacher Meng, I'll go back if it's okay." Ji Xiang said.

"Wait a minute." Meng Qingfei didn't tell the little nurse, but stopped Ji Xiang.

"Huh?"

"Come, smoke a cigarette with me."

The two came to the duty room, Meng Qingfei opened the window and lit a cigarette.

"I don't usually smoke much, but I took one after the emergency treatment, which was really refreshing."

"Hey, Mr. Wang, Senior Colonel Wang, is willing to smoke, and he has to bring one every time he has surgery, and he says that he smokes afterwards."

"The old rascal." Meng Qingfei said disdainfully, "Xiao Ji, let me ask you something. ”

"Teacher Meng, you say."

"Just now, the patient was bent on dying, and you saw it."

"Hmm."

"If it were you, what would you do?"

"We're doctors, and these things have nothing to do with us." Ji Xiang replied.

His answer was a little indifferent, completely different from that of the young nurse, there was no blood at all in the answer, and there was no judgment, only a faint calmness and indifference.

Meng Qingfei nodded, "If you're ...... What about your classmates? What about friends? ”

Ji Xiang thought about it, walked to the window, and took out a cigarette and lit it.

Taking the opportunity to look out the window, Ji Xiang held his breath and came to the system space.

Meng Qingfei's question was rather strange.

Ji Xiang didn't know how to answer.

It doesn't seem right to answer, but if you don't do anything, it doesn't seem right.

Not all questions in the world have answers.

Ji Xiang came to the system operating room and looked for the system NPC to see if the old man had any insights.

"Teacher."

Ji Xiang told the system NPC about what he had just seen.

The system NPC looked at Ji Xiang with interest.

"Teacher, what do you say you should do if something like this happens?"

"Cold salad."

The system NPC gave a "vulgar" answer.

Ji Xiang was slightly stunned.

"This kind of thing has nothing to do with medical treatment, I see you came to me, do you want to empathize?" System NPCs asked rhetorically.

Ji Xiang thought about it carefully and nodded.

"It doesn't make sense to empathize, are you sure?"

"I want to see it."

The system NPCs were silent for a moment, then smiled.

Love is what Maugham said in "The Veil": "I know you are stupid, frivolous, and empty-minded, but I love you." I know your intentions, your ideals, your snobbishness, your vulgarity, but I love you. I know you're a second-rate, but I love you. ””

“……”

Ji Xiang didn't understand why the system NPC would quote Maugham's words.

Maybe it's because of love?

A lingering love?

Ji Xiang smiled.

If that's the case, it doesn't really make sense to empathize.

But just when Ji Xiang was about to refuse, the system NPC said, "It's okay for you to go and take a look, after all, strictly speaking, the patient should already belong to the early depressive state." ”

“……”

Ji Xiang just wants to see the trauma, even if he is hit and torn apart, it is better than a patient who empathizes with depression.

"Come on, this time I suggest empathizing from the perspective of the patient's family."

"Okay."

The system NPC took Ji Xiang to the next room, and the light and shadow flickered.

Without waiting for Ji Xiang to perceive the information, the sound of abuse sounded around him.

(End of chapter)