Chapter 42 Nothing can be done
Ren Zhi was originally afraid that he was a surgeon, and rashly putting forward opinions would cause Dean Dai's dissatisfaction, but he didn't expect Dean Dai to hear what she said, it was like seeing a savior.
"Great, Dr. Ren! I don't know what to do, so I'll do as you say! As soon as Ren Zhi proposed to sanitize and distribute Chinese medicine, Dean Dai excitedly shook Ren Zhi's hand.
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Ren Zhi wrote down everything he could think of, and Dean Dai distributed the task.
Because berberine was ineffective, Ren Zhi had no way to prove it, so she was also very smart not to say it.
Anyway, there is no big harm for the patient to eat it......
Everyone moved out the disinfection supplies in the hospital, the inventory was not much, Ren Zhi directly made the decision, and gathered all the personnel in a few rooms of the emergency department, there is an emergency room, an observation room, and it is also very close to the operating room.
The beds are isolated individually, and the negative pressure ventilation system operates 24 hours a day.
After isolation, once a day in the morning and evening, you only need to disinfect the area.
At the same time, the decoction room was also in full operation, and a large vat of Chinese medicine decoction was pot after pot. The nurses brought the boiled medicine to the door, and in addition to the people in the hospital, everyone else in the base was also notified that everyone could come and receive a bowl of medicine.
It's all free.
Ren Zhi asked Cheng Jun to contact the above again, suggesting that the dispatch team should not go out easily in the near future.
After a busy day, it wasn't until it was completely dark that Ren Zhi remembered that he hadn't eaten.
On the way to the cafeteria, Ren Zhi was the only one, looking at the hospital corridor enclosed by translucent plastic film, she suddenly shuddered.
This scene really looks like something out of a horror movie......
Shaking his head to shake out all these nonsense thoughts, Ren Zhi patted his cheek and hurried to the cafeteria.
Because of the outbreak of the plague, the workload of the hospital skyrocketed, Ren Zhi, like other doctors, stayed in the hospital to work overtime, and lived directly in the office at night, so she took the time to find an opportunity to enter the space and explain to Da Zhuang, and left him a meal.
Because there is a self-purification function in the space, Ren Zhi is not worried that he will bring the virus in.
On the contrary, it is Da Zhuang, he was too seriously injured last time and has not recovered until now, if he is released, in case he is also infected, she will regret dying.
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The next day, the number of patients did not increase much, but almost all of them had worsened their symptoms.
"How did it develop so fast!" An internist was very distressed after checking the room, and said quietly.
In order to save disinfection supplies, now all doctors are concentrated in the emergency room to work, and critically ill patients are also here, he does not dare to speak too loudly, affecting the patient's mood.
Other doctors and nurses also found out that the blood test this morning was very unoptimistic, and the patients who were able to laugh yesterday are now wilting.
"It's not a way to go on like this, and the test strips in the laboratory department are running out, and we won't even be able to do the inspection in the future."
"Isn't it okay to have people go outside and find some test strips and reagents?" Cheng Jun asked.
He was more familiar with the hospital and stayed to help.
"How do you find it? We doctors can't spare our hands, and this kind of professional stuff is something that even those who send teams can't figure it out when they go to them. "An older doctor was impatient.
The monitor in the hospital was not enough, he didn't sleep all night, and he had to go to see those serious patients every half an hour, they didn't go to the monitor, and no one knew if they died at night.
In the second half of the night, he rescued another patient, but he didn't succeed, so now the whole person is not in good condition.
The other doctors were similar, Ren Zhi looked at it at a glance, everyone was haggard, and big dark circles hung on their faces, and they were almost hanging to the corners of their mouths.
She felt as if she had seen her former self, and couldn't help but say, "Everyone should also pay attention to their bodies." ”
The doctors all smiled and didn't speak.
They also want to rest, but with so many critically ill patients there, how can they rest?
In fact, Ren Zhi himself is the same, everyone who is a doctor is like this, many times, looking at the patient's painful appearance, everyone can't take care of themselves.
At this time, a monitor suddenly sounded a sharp alarm, and everyone jumped up at once and acted quickly.
This sound is the superlative alarm, and the ventilator defibrillators are all pushed over.
This is an elderly male patient who has begun to drop in temperature, has a weak and irregular pulse, has pale and cold skin, and is showing signs of shock.
The most terrifying thing is that he also suffered from pneumonia at the same time.
Now his throat is blocked with phlegm and he has lost his breath directly!
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Finally, I suctioned the sputum and pushed the medicine, but the patient's blood pressure began to drop rapidly again, and just as the results of the urgent report came out, various drugs were urgently injected, antibiotics and rehydration fluids were also hung up, and after more than an hour, the patient's condition was finally stabilized.
However, just when everyone was just breathing a sigh of relief, the hospital lost power!
Therefore, all the instruments were darkened, the infusion pumps that were working were all stopped, and the infusion tubes were stuck in the machine and could not be taken out.
An old doctor immediately made a decision and said loudly: "Everyone, re-insert the needle to the patient, push the medicine manually, and push the most urgent one first!" ”
Some drugs cannot be directly infused to patients like ordinary infusions because they are too irritating or have special utility requirements, but need to use a large syringe, connect a particularly thin tube, and use an instrument with set parameters to push the drug.
Now that the instrument is no longer available, Ren Zhi can only pick up the syringe and administer the drug to the patient by feeling.
The lights in the emergency room were also extinguished, and only a few small windows let in dim daylight, barely able to read the labels of the medicines.
Ren Zhi's hands were shaking, the patient was in a coma, his pulse was weak, and Ren Zhi had to observe his vital signs while pushing the medicine to prevent him from losing his heartbeat silently.
Suddenly, the patient, who should have been in a deep coma, burst out with an abnormal force, grabbed Ren Zhi's wrist suddenly, and his originally closed eyes suddenly widened, staring at Ren Zhi, as if even his eyeballs were about to protrude.
Ren Zhi shuddered, and the movements in his hand paused slightly for a moment, and then he pushed the needle firmly again.
She didn't know if the medicine she was pushing was saving or killing people, but she couldn't stop now.
A medical staff can only manage one patient at most, but the number of patients in the hospital is far higher than the number of medical caregivers, and many patients are not taken care of at all.
There are also patients who lose their lives when they lose power......
Five minutes later, power was restored.
The rescue room was bright again, and the sound of various instruments sounding one after another.
But there are people whose lives never come back.
The patient in Ren Zhi's hand is one of them.
Until he died, his hands were tightly grasping Ren Zhi's wrists, and his wide open eyes could never be closed again.
In the entire emergency room, there were six people who died like this in those five minutes.