Next.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Saturday.

Although it is a weekend, Zhao Sheng still has to go to work, but today Zhao Sheng finally has his turn to work on the day shift, yes, it's just a day shift, the kind that goes to work at half past eight in the morning and leaves work on time at half past five in the afternoon!

Just after reading a registered patient, Zhao Sheng was still thinking about writing the beginning of the novel.

Yes, one night last night, Zhao Sheng still couldn't write a complete beginning, the planned 1000 words, but he couldn't even type out 100 words.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng really admires those online novel writers who are more than 10,000 words a day, they are simply tentacle monsters, how do people's brains grow?

At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly heard the noisy sound outside.

"What's going on out there?"

Zhao Sheng asked Song Wei.

"Wait until I go out and have a look."

Song Wei nodded and walked out of the consultation room.

After a while, Song Wei stood at the door and said to Zhao Sheng: "Doctor Zhao, it's an emergency, and people are in the disposal room, go and take a look." ”

"What's the situation? Just take it to the disposal room? ”

Zhao Sheng asked with some confusion.

"Two firefighters brought it here, it seems to be a boy, it looks quite chaotic anyway."

Song Wei briefly described it.

"Okay."

Zhao Sheng nodded.

Coming out of the consultation room, Zhao Sheng came to the disposal room, and as soon as he entered the door, Zhao Sheng saw a young man wearing a white T-shirt and shorts, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, sitting on the disposal bed, his expression was very complicated, painful and ashamed, and his hands were covering his body.

Two firefighters stood next to him, one was very young, the other was middle-aged, he seemed to be the captain, and he was holding pliers or other mechanical tools in his hands, in addition to Tan Bo, the emergency doctor who was with him, and the boy's father, who was also standing next to him.

Looking at this rare and lively scene, Zhao Sheng was a little puzzled, what happened to this boy?

"Doctor Tan, what's going on?"

Zhao Sheng asked Tan Bo, who was standing next to him.

"If it's specific, you'll know it when you look at it."

Hearing this, Tan Bo looked at the boy sitting on the disposal bed, shook his head slightly and said.

"Xiaoshuai, show the doctor quickly."

At this time, the father, who was standing next to the boy, said with some eagerness to the boy who was sitting on the disposal bed, still holding his hands as a supplement.

"Dad."

"Doctor, I..?"

The boy Xiaoshuai raised his head, looked at his father and Zhao Sheng, and then looked at Song Wei, looking painful but unable to hide his shame.

"You go out first, and let someone come to the urology department by the way."

Zhao Sheng turned his head and said to Song Wei.

"Okay."

Song Wei nodded, although in the eyes of medical staff, there is no difference between men and women, but for patients, it is still necessary to respect people's privacy.

Especially for this fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, self-esteem is at its strongest.

Seeing that Song Wei, the only woman in the disposal room, went out, the boy Xiaoshuai let go of his hands.

Zhao Sheng looked at it like this, oh, he was wearing a plum wrench, and the top looked highly swollen and purple, in this case, he knew at a glance that the local ischemia caused by physical incarceration and strangulation was definitely not short.

"How long has it been?"

Zhao Sheng asked the boy first.

"This kid made it himself for a night, and only told me this morning that it should have been more than ten hours."

The boy's father was a little angry, this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, it is normal to reward himself, as long as it is appropriate, the men present have all had their teenage years.

But this is also too curious, which makes the boy's father a little suspicious that his son is a little inclined.

"What's it like to be here now?"

Zhao Sheng nodded and asked the boy again.

"It's just painful, and it's numb."

The boy said with a sad face, this time it was humiliating and guilty, if he waited for the school to start and spread it to the school, he would simply be a disgrace.

"Doctor, we tried it at the child's house, our tool, it is easy to cut the plum wrench, you can use a cutting machine, but there is no way not to hurt this...

At this time, the fire chief said to Zhao Sheng.

Ahem, in this kind of public place, he is also a little bad what to call him.

To say it directly, it would be a bit vulgar.

As the saying goes, if you don't say eight, you and me will be civilized.

The people present instantly held back a little laughter, but seeing the boy's painful and loveless look, they also forcibly held back.

"If it has been more than ten hours, then the ischemia is already very serious, and the strangulation must be lifted immediately."

Zhao Sheng looked at it, which was already swollen, purple and even black, and said to the boy's father.

"Doctor, please, please!"

The boy's father folded his hands and asked Zhao Sheng.

Just now in the ambulance, Tan Bo, the emergency doctor on the car, told him that if the plum wrench could not be removed, once it was strangled and necrotic, it would have to be removed.

The boy's father couldn't imagine that his son, who was only fifteen years old, was gone, and how he would continue in the days to come!

At this time, the attending doctor of urology, Xie Hua, arrived.

After a brief inspection, Xie Hua frowned and said, "Let's bleed first, and when it shrinks, you should be able to take out the wrench." ”

As soon as Xie Hua finished speaking, Tan Bo was busy going out to find relevant equipment.

Next, Tan Bo and Xie Hua operated together and gave the boy a bloodletting therapy.

But fifteen minutes later, the blood from the incision was not released.

"It's blood clotting in it."

Xie Hua said with a solemn face.

"Captain, is there a relatively small cutting machine?"

Zhao Sheng also frowned and asked the fire chief.

"This is the smallest cutter in my hand."

The fire captain said regretfully, seeing the boy like this, as a man, he also looked a little empathetic and empathetic.

"Even if there is a smaller cutting machine, this plum wrench is metal, when cutting metal, there will be a lot of heat, and now the blood is coagulated in it, and this heat will directly make the sponge body necrotic."

Xie Hua shook his head slightly and said.

"Then can we only do excision? If this continues, the coagulated blood will form embolism, and once the embolus enters the bloodstream, it will be fatal. ”

Tan Bo said with some regret.

"No, doctor, I don't cut it!"

"Dad, don't cut it, I don't cut it!!"

Hearing Tan Bo's words, the boy instantly cried out in panic.

Any man who wants to cut it off when he is fifteen years old will also have this reaction!