"Give 250ml first. Wu Mian said gently, "Don't worry, I won't leave." ”

In one sentence, Wu Mian directly said what Director Xu was most worried about. It was a little embarrassing to say this, but after hearing this, Director Xu suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

Wu Mian didn't say anything more, he took a few steps back, stood in the corner of the operating room, and began to recall the previous rescue process.

All the images appear in front of me frame by frame, and the tide is pouring in. But I don't know why, but in the past, there was no brain volume depletion, which caused dizziness and headaches.

Each frame became clearer, and even Wu Mian could sketch the expression and small movements of a doctor standing behind him who had come to help from some small voices.

Is that so? I have really crossed that hurdle? Wu Mian rarely had a dazed mood.

But the dazed mood was fleeting, and his attention was quite focused, and he immediately realized that something new seemed to be happening.

According to the countless pictures and countless data of the flashback, Wu Mian can vaguely think of the patient's future situation. Analyze several situations and then find the most likely "futuristic tense".

After 1′22", the patient's blood pressure rises to 82/56 mm Hg when mannitol is given at full speed.

This is Wu Mian's guess, and he doesn't know if it's right. Wu Mian's eyes narrowed, staring closely at the arterial blood pressure monitoring.

As the arterial pressure changes, the numbers displayed on the screen fluctuate almost every second. Up and down 1-2 mm Hg, like a tide.

Mannitol has been given 122ml at full speed, and the drug has an extremely fast effect in the body.

The patient's blood pressure rose to 82/56 mm Hg after 1′22", as Wu Mian expected.

It seems to be a little interesting, and a smile appeared at the corner of Wu Mian's mouth.

How long had it been since I had laughed before this? The young man who loved to laugh, to make trouble, to play basketball, and to play pranks seems to have returned.

It's not just back, it seems to be getting stronger.

Is it the impact of the deflagration, has it had any effect on himself? Wu Mian looked at the fluctuations in the numbers on the monitor, trying to find the inner logic.

......

......

Director Xu of the anesthesiology department was also staring intently at the monitor.

The mannitol dripped in at full speed, and he was shocked to see it.

Regarding Mr. Wu's "chaotic life", Director Xu of the Department of Anesthesiology has been prepared to order mannitol to stop once his blood pressure drops.

even if

Tearing the skin with Mr. Wu is absolutely not risking the patient's life.

However, the side effects of this are obvious, with Mr. Wu's status in the domestic medical industry, he is unhappy, and he is afraid that his life in the academic world will not be easy.

Director Xu was fighting between the two villains in his heart, although the idea of stopping mannitol had always prevailed...... As time passed, the arterial blood pressure continued to fluctuate, and every time it dropped slightly, Director Xu's heart would be terrified.

Although there were fluctuations, the overall trend of arterial blood pressure was firmly and persistently upward, and after a bottle of mannitol entered at full speed, the blood pressure had risen to 89/59 mm Hg.

Could it be fake mannitol? A strange thought arose in Director Xu's heart.

He watched as the nurse replaced the mannitol bottle, and came over to take a closer look at it to make sure it was correct.

Urine volume, look at urine volume!

Thinking of this, Director Xu immediately squatted next to the urine bag and observed the amount of urine.

The pale yellow and clear urine continued to draw out, and Director Xu looked at the scale, his eyes looked at it without blinking, and he was making simple calculations in his heart.

After a few minutes, Director Xu calculated that according to the current urination rate, it had reached about 200ml an hour. It is indeed the situation after the application of mannitol, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Mr. Wu is really bold, and he dares to use mannitol when his blood pressure is still in a state of shock. If you change yourself, you must take a more secure way, and would rather delay it for a few hours.

As for whether the patient's cerebral edema will be aggravated by the delay of these few hours, Director Xu can't consider such a detailed level.

Director Xu of the anesthesiology department confirmed this, stood up with admiration, and was just about to talk to Wu Mian, when his feet were soft and his body fell obliquely.

"Bang~"

Director Xu's arm slammed into the car next to him with a loud sound. For a moment, his mind was filled with images of death coming.

One hand firmly hugged Director Xu and gently placed him on the ground.

"Director Xu, your legs are numb. Wu Mian said gently, "Sit down for a while, maybe you squatted for a long time just now." ”

"......" Director Xu was speechless.

He is the director of the Department of Anesthesiology, and he was originally the protagonist of directing the rescue. But now, I have become the biggest burden, and I almost had another traumatic injury.

If that's the case, everyone will have to make a fuss to save themselves, and it's really a shame.

"Teacher Wu, I'm sorry. Director Xu sighed, rubbed his soreness and legs and said.

"You don't have to observe yourself, just get a young nurse to watch. Wu Mian smiled, "Now do you want to go to the recovery room or take a look here?"

"Look again, look again. ”

"Okay. Wu Mian let go of Director Xu weakly, and when he saw that he could sit firmly, he stood up and asked, "This anesthesiologist, may I ask your surname." ”

"Teacher, you are too polite. Ren Haitao turned around and looked at Wu Mian carefully, and said politely, "My surname is Ren, and my name is Ren Haitao." You call me Little ......"

In a hurry before, where did Ren Haitao have time to carefully see who came in, and who was behind him to guide himself to use B-ultrasound guidance to carry out emergency differential diagnosis and rescue infusion on the operating table.

But at this time, the man was not even 30 years old.

A layer of surgical mask could not cover the white jade-like light on his face at all, and his young and handsome face seemed so ...... to Ren Haitao at this time Glare.

I wanted to say that you can just call me Xiao Ren, but ...... How can he be so young!

"Doctor Ren, my name is Wu Mian. Wu Mian's eyes narrowed, expressing his kindness, and took the initiative to reach out his hand.

Ren Haitao subconsciously shook it.

Wu Mian ...... Wu Mian ......

This familiar and unfamiliar name flashed in Ren Haitao's mind for more than ten times before he remembered it in amazement.

"Mr. Wu, are you the Wu Mian who compiled the tenth edition of diagnostics?" Ren Haitao asked in surprise.

"Oh, you have also read the tenth edition of Diagnostics, and according to your age, it should be the sixth edition of Diagnostics. Wu Mian asked.

"No ......," Ren Haitao said, "When I went to the imperial capital to learn B-ultrasound technology, I heard people say that you are a master in diagnostics." Unexpectedly, you also have unique insights into B-ultrasound diagnosis. ”

"I understand a little. Wu Mian smiled slightly and said.