"Doctor, this is my coach, please save him."

The young man looked at Zhao Heng and pleaded.

"Hmm."

Zhao Heng nodded.

The situation of the middle-aged man in front of him is a typical spontaneous pneumothorax, which is a very rare situation.

Spontaneous pneumothorax refers to the rupture of lung tissue and visceral pleura due to lung disease, or the rupture of pulmonary bullae and fine emphysema blisters near the lung surface, allowing air from the lungs and bronchial tubes to escape into the pleural space.

"His condition is a severe spontaneous pneumothorax, and now he has severely suppressed his breathing, and he may not be able to wait for the ambulance to be sent to the hospital, and must be dealt with immediately."

After a pause, Zhao Heng quickly and methodically explained the current situation.

Such a severe spontaneous pneumothorax, and it has been severely suppressed breathing, even to the extent of suffocation, if you don't do emergency treatment immediately, you will definitely not be able to wait for the ambulance to be sent to the hospital.

From here to the nearest hospital, it takes at least fifteen minutes to go back and forth, and the whole process is smooth, but the middle-aged man in front of him has already been suffocated, and I am afraid that if he does not wait for fifteen minutes, he will directly lead to brain death due to the lack of oxygen caused by apnea.

"Doctor, what should I do?"

The young man's heart was already very anxious at this time, and he couldn't help but ask anxiously.

At this time, the manager of the restaurant, a middle-aged man, also hurriedly ran in.

"Manager Wang."

Seeing the restaurant manager come in, the young man greeted him, and the two looked familiar.

"Coach Song, what's wrong?"

Manager Wang saw the middle-aged man lying on the ground, his face was pale, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so he couldn't help but ask anxiously.

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"I'm a doctor at Dongfang Hospital, the patient is currently suffering from acute pneumothorax, he can't breathe, he has to be treated urgently, and I need you to provide something, okay?"

Seeing this manager coming, Zhao Heng asked anxiously.

"Uh-huh, okay."

Manager Wang was stunned for a moment when he heard Zhao Heng's words, but he quickly reacted and nodded immediately.

The person who opened the restaurant is most afraid of encountering this kind of thing.

Not to mention that the young man in front of him and the middle-aged man lying on the ground, Coach Song, also have a deep relationship with the restaurant owner.

"A knife, a thin rubber tube at least 20 cm long, a bottle, alcohol and duct tape, can you prepare these things?"

Zhao Heng nodded and continued.

"Yes, yes, I'll prepare."

When Manager Wang heard this, although he didn't know what Zhao Heng wanted to do with these things, he still nodded reluctantly, stood up, and stumbled out to prepare things.

Manager Wang ran out, and Xu Manni, who was also squatting on the side, said, "Do you want to do closed drainage?" ”

"Well, at the moment, the only way to do thoracentesis is to exhaust gas."

Zhao Heng nodded.

"Okay, I'll cooperate with you later."

Xu Manni didn't say much, although in such a simple situation, it is extremely risky to do thoracentesis, but in the current situation, there is no choice.

"Don't worry, spontaneous pneumothorax is rare, but as long as he has a puncture and exhaust, he will get better in no time."

Seeing the handsome young man squatting on the side with a panicked look on his face, Zhao Heng couldn't help but comfort him.

"Well, thank you, doctor."

When the handsome young man heard Zhao Heng's comfort, his heart was a little relieved.

He never thought that he would take the coach to the restaurant opened by his good brother for dinner at a moment's notice, and the coach would have this kind of thing.

After a while, Manager Li took his things, sweated profusely, and hurriedly ran in.

"Doctor, do you think these things are okay?"

Manager Li handed a medicine box to Zhao Heng and said eagerly.

In the interval between taking things just now, he told the waiter that the waiter was talking to the boss on the phone.

The boss is also rushing over.

Zhao Heng took the medicine box and opened it to see that the things in it were quite complete, including gloves, alcohol, and gauze, but this knife was a paper cutting knife, as well as scotch tape and a liquor bottle with half a bottle left, but this was basically okay.

"Yes, give it to me."

Zhao Heng nodded.

Hearing this, Manager Li hurriedly handed the things in his hand to Zhao Heng, and did not dare to delay for a moment.

"Disinfect first."

Zhao Heng put on his gloves and said to Xu Manni, who was squatting aside.

"Okay."

Xu Manni nodded, as a senior nurse in the operating room, she has cooperated with major surgeries that are difficult and difficult, and although the conditions are limited, this situation is not difficult for her.

Zhao Heng used a paper cutter to cut the middle-aged man in a T-shirt, revealing the position of his chest.

Seeing this, Xu Manni opened the bottle containing medical alcohol and poured the alcohol directly on the middle-aged man's chest.

Seeing that Zhao Heng and Xu Manni were very professional and skillful, the young man and Manager Li couldn't help but have an inexplicable sense of trust, and their hearts were a little relieved, and they were no longer as anxious as they were just now.

Next, Zhao Heng took the paper cutter, Xu Manni immediately understood, poured alcohol on the paper cutter and rinsed it, and then Zhao Heng inserted one end of the rubber tube into the liquor in the bottle, and then sealed the bottle mouth and the rubber tube with transparent tape.

Then came the most critical moment.

Zhao Heng picked up the paper cutter and gestured on the chest of the middle-aged man Coach Song, who was looking for a suitable cutting position.

As Zhao Heng, who has gathered the skills of almost all the top surgeons in Dongfang Hospital, even in the current situation, it is not difficult for him to find a puncture position.

Almost in a few seconds, Zhao Heng relied on the extremely rich experience in his mind to find a suitable location for puncture, the midpoint of the second intercostal clavicle.

Seeing that Zhao Heng picked up the paper cutter, he was about to cut directly on the chest, and the young man and Manager Li both raised their throats in their hearts.

This kind of picture of moving a knife directly on the chest is still very visually impactful for ordinary people.

The hearts of the young man and Manager Li were tightly pinched, and the young man clenched his fists tightly, pinching them white.

Zhao Heng calmed down, carefully picked up the paper cutter, and gently cut a small hole with the tip of the knife at the determined position, and then used the tip of the knife to expand a small hole at the cut position, and then stretched the rubber tube into it, and then sealed it with scotch tape.

After a while, the middle-aged man's chest suddenly rose and fell slightly, and bubbles bubbled in the liquor bottle on the side.

This is a sign that the compressed gas inside the chest cavity is being expelled.

After a while, the middle-aged man took a long breath and suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing this scene, both the young man and Manager Li felt a huge sense of happiness in their chests, as if the person who escaped death was himself.

However, Zhao Heng, under such extremely simple conditions, completed such a difficult operation and saved a person's life, but he looked like a light and windy ordinary appearance.

But this is not surprising, for Zhao Heng, this kind of scene is just a trivial matter!