"Professor Luo, the blood bank is out of blood." The ICU resident boss said helplessly.

Luo Hao let out a long sigh.

Tens of thousands of milliliters of blood products, with the current stock of blood banks, simply cannot be reached.

This is also a matter of no choice, as expected.

Glancing at the patient, Luo Hao picked up his mobile phone and walked out of the ICU ward.

[A patient with amniotic fluid embolism requires a large amount of blood, type B RH+.] 】

Luo Hao left a message in the group.

[Amniotic fluid embolism? Teacher, did our hospital rescue a pregnant woman with amniotic fluid embolism? 】

A message is replied in seconds.

Luo Hao was impressed by the students' hand speed and attention to the group news.

They don't like themselves, and they turn off the group messages as soon as they start a group.

[Yes, now the surgery is over and the patient is in the ICU. The 12,500 ml of blood products in the blood bank in the city center can last for another 8-10 hours, can anyone sign up to donate blood? 】

Luo Hao asked.

[Teacher, where are you?] 】

[Teacher, are you going to the downtown blood bank to donate blood?] Here we go. 】

[Teacher, count me in. 】

Countless messages poured out at once.

[Wait a minute, don't go directly to the blood bank in the city center, I'll get in touch.] 】

Luo Hao took a deep breath, it was best to show a smile and call Feng Zixuan.

"Director Feng, I contacted the students of the medical university, and some of them want to donate blood." Luo Hao directly explained his intentions.

"Ahh Feng Zixuan let out a low exclamation.

"What's wrong, Director Feng?"

"I'm so anxious that I have to draw people every year to donate blood. Student? How many? ”

"I don't know."

"Okay, I'll contact the blood bank in the city center and drive the blood donation car to the medical university, so don't toss the students." Feng Zixuan said, "How long is the blood enough to last?" ”

"8-10 hours, it will take some time for the blood bank to separate whole blood, as early as possible." Luo Hao explained, "Although the boss treated him in time, I estimate that the patient still needs at least 20,000 milliliters of blood. ”

"Will there be fewer people donating blood at night?" Feng Zixuan was a little worried.

"Let's go first in the evening, if it's not enough, the rest will be tomorrow."

The two discussed a few words, and Feng Zixuan hung up the phone.

Medical University?

As soon as Luo Hao went to teach, he was able to "persuade" the students of the medical university to donate blood collectively?

Today's young people, thieves and thieves, are clamoring for the post-00s to rectify the workplace. And with the increasing development of the Internet, many things cannot be concealed at all, such as the truth about blood donation.

There is no way to fool people into donating blood with the bread of the future.

Feng Zixuan was worried about this, but a "pie" fell from the sky.

Contacting Dean Jin, Feng Zixuan concisely said Luo Hao's opinion.

"Okay, I'll talk to the director of the blood bank, do it overnight." Dean Jin clapped, "I'll report to Dean Zhuang, you wait for me, let's go to the medical university together." ”

After all, the stakes are high, and the country will cooperate in an all-round way, and no one will slack off in the slightest.

After Feng Zixuan hung up the phone, he didn't go directly to Jin Rongcan, but sat at the table, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

As the contact became deeper and deeper, Feng Zixuan's judgment of Luo Hao was constantly changing.

Luo Hao is indeed young, but he can always create miracles inadvertently.

Yes, it's a miracle!

For example, the woman in front of her with an amniotic fluid embolism.

For example, after a week of classes, you can contact college students to donate blood.

For example, let the former director of the National Science and Technology Foundation come to see him.

Feng Zixuan sighed a little, this woman was quite lucky, and she actually met the boss of the National Science and Technology Fund to inspect Luo Hao, and Chai Lao also came to "take a look".

That's why it happened.

If it weren't for them, it is estimated that the bleeding would still be stopped on the operating table, and the operating room would be in a mess, and finally the blood in the blood bank in the city center would be drained, and the rescue would have failed.

Thinking of the mother's death on the operating table, and the cumbersome accountability procedures after that, Feng Zixuan's head became two.

But amniotic fluid embolism cannot be avoided at all, and every step of the medical process is a big pit, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Xiao Luo is good, and he helped himself again, hoping that this mother can take advantage of Xiao Luo's luck to survive and leave no sequelae.

Feng Zixuan has seen countless similar cases, and it is not uncommon to even do whatever it takes to drag it out for 42 days.

Generally speaking, amniotic fluid embolism has a nickname - demon lottery.

The origin of this nickname is no longer known, but I think it was brought back from abroad.

No matter how developed the medical system is, countries have a splitting headache in the face of amniotic fluid embolism, and now they don't even fully understand the pathogenesis.

Xiao Luo, Lao Chai.

Feng Zixuan thought of these two words, and a smile appeared on his stiff face.

Under the timely rescue of the two of them, there was a slight turnaround.

Ever since Chai Lao started chest compressions, Feng Zixuan hadn't smiled again.

What is a 50 percent, 80 percent possibility, with Xiao Luo and Lao Chai here, it must be fine.

Feng Zixuan stood up and strode out of the office.

Standing in the hall and waiting for a while, Dean Zhuang and Dean Jin came down together.

Along with it is Zhuang Yan.

Feng Zixuan ignored Zhuang Yan and did not say hello, but began to report the patient's condition.

Because of the timely rescue, Chai Lao's chest heart compressions were almost at the same time as the patient's cardiac arrest, and the uterus was removed within 5 minutes to remove the allergen, so the patient's current situation is relatively optimistic.

But it's only a little optimistic, and no one can guarantee that they will live.

The headache now is that there is not enough blood in the downtown blood bank.

"Check it out." Dean Zhuang said, "How many count, it's really not possible to organize the staff of the same type of blood in the hospital to donate blood tomorrow." If that's not enough......"

"I'll get in touch." Dean Kim continued.

Zhuang Yan silently followed behind a few people, and she could feel a murderous atmosphere.

Get on the bus and come to the medical university.

It was late at night, but dozens of young people had gathered at the school gate.

Someone has a mobile phone in their hand and should be scoring.

Someone was talking to each other, and from time to time there was a hearty laugh.

Hey?

So many people?

Feng Zixuan was stunned.

He thought that Professor Luo Haodang had taken a few classes, and the students were afraid of being put in small shoes, so some timid students were coerced to donate blood.

At most, there are more than a dozen people, including the guys who were "coerced and lured" by Luo Hao.

But before Luo Hao arrived, dozens of people gathered at the school gate to wait for the blood donation vehicle.

Look at their expressions are very relaxed, and there are no forced emotions such as anger and chagrin.

Not far away, there was a young figure walking by.

It's just that the figures in the distance are walking a little slowly, as if they are looking, not sure where they are.

Are students so easy to deceive? Feng Zixuan thought in his heart.

Although he felt that he was indeed a little shady in thinking so, so many students looked a little infiltrated as if they had been bewitched.

"These are all the students Xiao Luo is looking for?" Dean Jin was also stunned and asked.

"It should be."

"Finding a medical university is the last step, and the school leaders are not easy to communicate, but I didn't expect Xiao Luo to be half a step faster." Dean Zhuang groaned.

The car did not enter the gate of the medical university and was parked across the road.

Soon the sign 307 was on.

Luo Hao got out of the car and walked into the group of students.

In the distance, the street lamp shone on the students and Luo Hao's bodies, glowing with a milky white halo, like a holy angel.

Feng Zixuan wanted to hear what Luo Hao said, but he hesitated and sat in the car.

He just watched from afar, Luo Hao's vigor and young students blended together, it was so harmonious.

Luo Hao kept talking about something while maintaining order.

Luo Hao, who rarely speaks, has countless topics to talk to his classmates at this moment, and from time to time he can see his classmates laughing, relaxed and happy.

The atmosphere is different from what everyone thinks.

Whether it was Dean Zhuang, Dean Jin, or Feng Zixuan, they could imagine how much trouble would be in the event of an administrative order for people to donate blood.

But these troubles don't seem to have anything to do with Luo Hao.

Soon the blood donation vehicle came, and Luo Hao organized a queue, sampling, leaving his name and contact information, and checking them one by one.

The students took blood for testing one by one, and Luo Hao held a paper and pen in his hand to check with the information on the computer.

Three checks and seven pairs are a fine tradition, and Luo Hao seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, so there is this scene.

The students who finished the blood test did not leave, and it only took 10 minutes to test the blood type in the emergency department.

The figures in the distance saw the blood collection vehicle and sped up their pace, rushing to the blood collection vehicle at the school gate.

Instead of crowding, they automatically and consciously queue up.

The quality of college students is vividly displayed at this moment.

Soon, Luo Hao took the paper, checked the results with the computer, and beckoned classmates with the same blood type to draw blood.

The classmates with different blood types were full of frustration and left in a huff.

Everything was in order.

Feng Zixuan watched all this silently.

Young people are the hope of the future, and the orderly and orderly situation in front of them makes Feng Zixuan's heart throb inexplicably.

Not long after, a young man seemed to have an argument with Luo Hao.

He had just finished drawing blood, his hand was pressed on his elbow, and he was a little excited and talking to Luo Hao.

Feng Zixuan's heart moved, opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Teacher, I'm in good health, captain of the basketball team! It's no problem to give 400! ”

"Hurry back and rest." Luo Hao said, "200 is a lot, there is no shortage of your 200 blood." ”

"Teacher!"

"Old fart teacher, get out of the way." Luo Hao smiled and raised his foot to kick him, "There are so many people, it's not time to smoke you 400 or 600." If it's not enough, I'll definitely take you to the hospital to donate blood directly. ”

"Teacher, be sure to call me if you need to!"

"Got it, you hurry back to sleep, I can't sleep to go to the king ranking, I'm busy." Luo Hao patted the young man on the shoulder and drove him away.

Belch......

Feng Zixuan didn't know how to describe his mood.

Luo Hao seemed to be confident, and the young student was not very familiar with Luo Hao, but he was called by him to donate blood on WeChat.

200 ml is not enough, 400 ml should be offered.

"Hey, go back and look at the information in the group!" Luo Hao suddenly turned around and said to the young student.

"Got it, teacher."

The young student pressed his elbow vein in his hand and bounced away.

Two lines of teams, slowly moving forward. No one was impatient, and no one complained.

Although the team is not very neat, but it is full of solemnity, and under the street lamps at night, the young figure seems to have countless hopes, illuminating the future.

"Ugh." Feng Zixuan sighed deeply.

The team has spread for hundreds of meters, and the youthful faces are so dazzling.

I don't know why, the weird feeling in Feng Zixuan's heart is getting stronger and stronger, like a weed.

Looking at the faces of the young students, he finally understood what it meant to be middle-aged greasy.

Too much thought and not direct enough.

But Luo Hao is very refreshing, it is estimated that Luo Hao did not weigh too many interests at all, but greeted him in the group, saying that he was curing the disease and saving people.

That's why the students came.

It's really simple, clean and transparent.

Feng Zixuan reflexively returned to the car.

"Professor Luo has such a great prestige in a medical university? He seems to have been lecturing for less than a week. Dean Jin asked in surprise.

"Who knows, let's go." Dean Zhuang said lightly.

"You go first, I'll get your blood type tested." Zhuang Yan jumped out of the car and ran to the end of the line.

Dean Zhuang was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything, and waved his hand.

The driver drove and left the medical university.

"Senior brother!" Zhuang Yan ran to Luo Hao's side with a smile and said hello, and then walked quickly to line up.

Luo Hao smiled and continued to beckon classmates with the same blood type to donate blood.

200ml for one person, you can't think more, Luo Hao is very resolute.

couldn't stand the crowd, a few hours later, it was late at night, and Luo Hao was finally busy.

"Senior brother, where did you find so many people?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"Just say hello in the group." Luo Hao replied.

As he spoke, Luo Hao turned around and came to sign 307, sat on the ground with a big grin, and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

This time he didn't just hold it, but took out a lighter and lit a cigarette.

The words of Concord Andrology were particularly glaring in the firelight.

"Senior brother, are you tired?"

"Well, in the first aid, I have to produce about 10 mg of adrenaline." Luo Hao took a puff of cigarette, his whole body was soothed, and he looked up at the sky of the black hole.

"Senior brother, the patient should be fine."

"Remove it." Luo Hao said, "There will definitely be no problem." ”

Zhuang Yan didn't expect Luo Hao to be so confident.

"The boss personally took action, even if there is a problem, it will definitely be fine." Luo Hao said firmly.

Zhuang Yan didn't understand the internal logic, shook her head, and her ponytail swayed.

"Why don't you go home?"

"Donating blood, I just saw so many people queuing, and I short-circuited all of a sudden."

"Are you going to come with your father and Director Feng to see the situation?" The corners of Luo Hao's mouth rose slightly.

"Well, they didn't get out of the car, they took one look and left."

Luo Hao didn't continue to speak, got up after smoking a cigarette and patted his buttocks.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

After getting in the car, Zhuang Yan asked, "Senior brother, how did Chai Lao find out about the amniotic fluid embolism?" ”

Zhuang Yan is most interested in this.

"Once, I went to do rounds, and I was still in the internship at that time." Luo Hao didn't answer Zhuang Yan's question directly, but changed the topic, "The patient is snoring, I feel that something is wrong." ”

“？？？”

"I approached the patient, sniffed hard, and smelled a rotten apple."

"Damn!" Zhuang Yan burst into foul language, ketoacidosis?!

The smell of rotten apples is the most typical and most easily detected outward sign of ketoacidosis.

Although Zhuang Yan hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she knew very well what the smell of rotten apples meant.

"I immediately ran back to the doctor's office and reported the situation to the resident manager on duty. The boss happened to be there that day, and the boss stopped me and asked me with a smile - Dr. Luo, what is the patient's blood sugar when he is admitted to the hospital? ”

“？？？” Zhuang Yan was full of doubts.

"How did I know that when I first arrived at the clinic, it was really black-eyed." Luo Hao sneered, "The boss said that the patient's fasting blood sugar is 3.9, which is no problem at all."

I insisted that it smelled of rotten apples, and the boss told me that during the rounds he saw a fruit basket under the bed, which must have rotten apples. ”

“！！！”

"The boss didn't reprimand me, but told me to be observant and not to miss any details. I'm doing well, but I'm still a little bit off. ”

"Are you observant?" Zhuang Yan muttered to herself.

"In fact, some things are not so complicated, the smell of rotten apples appears in front of you, first of all, you must check whether there are rotten apples, don't think too much." Luo Hao smiled.

"The monitor alarms, there is a high possibility of a problem with the electrode membrane lead, but it is more likely that the patient has a problem, which is the most direct."

"At that time, the ECG monitoring screamed, a woman who had a caesarean section, the ECG monitoring alarmed, what would you think? There must be all sorts of unexpected circumstances. If the heart rate rises and the blood oxygen drops, then the problem is more obvious. ”

"The boss just gets to the bottom of it, it's simple, brutal and direct. It's like, rotten apples in a fruit basket. ”

Zhuang Yan was stunned.

She didn't expect Luo Hao to tell herself a big truth.

"Senior brother, is there anything else interesting about the hospital?" Zhuang Yan thought the stalk of the rotten apple was quite interesting, so she asked.

"Let's talk about a girl's question, do you have menstrual cramps?"

"Driving? Senior brother, you also drive?! You usually look serious! Zhuang Yan was surprised.

"Ask you about serious things, how can I be serious."

"I won't, but my girlfriends will." Zhuang Yan was skeptical.

"Many people take ibuprofen orally during dysmenorrhea, I'll test you, what is the physical mechanism of ibuprofen?"

“……”

One second was still on the way to Qiuming Mountain, and the next second she returned to the broad road of medicine, and Zhuang Yan was dumped.

She shook her head.

"Let's just say that your foundation is weak, and you still talk to me." Luo Hao smiled, "Ibuprofen is a non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drug, which has antipyretic and analgesic effects, and can inhibit the synthesis of prostaglandins to achieve the effect of treating diseases. ”

"Ahh

"Do women have prostate? What organ secretes prostaglandins? ”

Originally, it was still the way to Akinayama.

"It's the womb."

"Well, the endometrium secretes prostaglandins." Luo Hao smiled, "Isn't it funny? ”

Zhuang Yan grinned and sneered, "Senior brother, this joke is very cold. ”

"Then I'll tell you a story about the anesthesiologist's stupidity. If you go to the clinic, don't do such a stupid thing. ”

"Senior brother, you say."

"What do anesthesiologists say when they wake up patients?" Luo Hao asked.

"Hey, hey, what's your name!" Zhuang Yan replied.

"Yes, one day a regular training student was scared and cried. She wakes up the patient and asks - hey, hey, what's my name! ”

"We were busy at the time, and we didn't listen to what she said, and a few seconds later, the doctor cried and shouted to the teacher, something happened."

“……”

"How did the patient know what her name was, when he was stunned, Dr. Gui Pei felt that there must be a big problem with the anesthesia awakening, and he was still timid, so he was scared to cry."

Luo Hao said with a smile.

"It's so timid."

The two chatted, and Luo Hao sent Zhuang Yan home and went directly back to the hospital.

I took a shower and went into the ICU refreshed.

With the blood source, Luo Hao is full of confidence, and there should be no problem with the mother.

In the past, the boss had almost seamless chest compressions, and then he completed a hysterectomy in 3 minutes, and the intensive care team and ECMO team of the First Hospital of the Medical University worked together, and there were students from the Medical University who donated blood.

If he can't survive, Luo Hao feels too much.

Chai Lao didn't leave in a hurry, he had to come to the ICU every day to sit for an hour, and Luo Hao knew that he was waiting for the patient to get out of danger.

3 days later.

The patient is completely out of danger.

23,800ml of blood was transfused before and after.

This is considered a small number of patients who have been rescued from amniotic fluid embolism.

"Boss, thank you." Luo Hao's face finally saw a smiling face.

"Hey." Chai Lao was proud, "I'll go back if it's okay." ”

"Wait for the boss!" Luo Hao hurriedly called out to Chai Lao.

"Huh?"

"The students knew that it was you who was initially diagnosed and then rescued, so they all enthusiastically donated blood, and you took half of the class?" Luo Hao asked tentatively.

"Class, I thought you were going to take me fishing. Fishing is not good, the old party's level is poor, and then he is annoyed and angry. Boss Chai said with a smile.

"Afternoon, then?"

"It doesn't matter, I haven't lectured in a long time."

"You just have to stand on the stage and let the students see it. If you don't throw away the textbooks, you won't be able to read the textbooks made up by a small amount of money! Yes, that's it. ”

"The little money is good, I said what is he doing." Chai Lao put his hands behind his back, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Luo Hao knew that the patient was fine, and the boss was in a good mood, so he started to contact the medical university.

Chai Lao is going to make an appearance in an open class!

The news made the medical university tremble.

Chai Lao didn't even attend Xiehe's class, and the last student he personally took was Luo Hao, who is now a professor at a medical university.

……

"Lao Fan, leave a few seats for me in the open class at ten o'clock in the morning, and I and the vice deans are going to go." Dean Zhuang's phone call went to Principal Fan's mobile phone.

There was no hearty laughter on the other side of the phone.

Dean Zhuang was stunned, frowning, puzzled.

It is said that this time Fang Lao came to "inspect" and happened to save a patient with amniotic fluid embolism, and the first hospital of the medical university and the medical university worked together to pull the mother back after a series of surgeries, rescues, ecmo, and blood donations.

This perfect salvage can blow everyone for thirty years!

At least thirty years!!

Even if you go into the coffin and go below, you can blow a few words with the bull's head and horse noodles.

In the end, Chai Lao wanted to meet the students, and in the last and half classes, he probably showed up to express his gratitude to the students, and then said a few words of encouragement.

This kind of happy ending is something that everyone likes to see.

Why didn't Principal Fan speak?

"Old Fan? What do you want? Dean Zhuang was not unhappy, but a little confused.

"Professor Luo doesn't give a place."

"What?!"

"I originally booked the first two rows, and the leaders of the medical university and the deputy hospital came to cheer for Chai Lao, and finally everyone took a group photo, how good you say!"

"yes." Dean Zhuang's heart moved slightly, what kind of moth is Luo Hao doing?

"Call Professor Luo Haoluo, he said that there is no place, and the group photo can be said after the lecture."

“！！！”

(End of chapter)