When I was running, I almost bumped into someone head-on, so I didn't pay attention and continued to run.
Dr. Xie Wanying and Dr. Pan Shihua passed this person, and they didn't have time to tell him to stop and ask what he was doing. They knew what the other person was anxious to do without thinking.
Time is life again in the hospital, this time on the way to the hospital.
Dr. Pan Shihua stepped forward ahead of Dr. Xie, rolled up his sleeves and said to Dr. Zhang, "I'll come and stand for you for a while."
The hard work must not be taken away by the female bully in the class, and the rest of the class will scream.
Zhang Desheng was startled when he heard his voice, and raised his head.
When he looked up, he didn't see Dr. Pan Shihua, but there was another face so close to the patient, which surprised him: "Who is she?"
Dr. Pan turned his head and saw the man, and he was shocked.
You can say that this is Mr. Wen, standing there silently, like a fairy, almost fused with the air, just like him, just found someone.
No, no, it's just that he didn't find out. Student Xie found out a long time ago. Therefore, classmate Xie didn't run away with him, instead of letting him grab the job.
"She is Dr. Wen." Dr. Pan told Dr. Zhang.
"Doctor Wen?"
"Yes, Dr. Wen who will be on duty with Yingying tonight."
Dr. Zhang Desheng guessed that his mind was confused, so he opened his mouth and asked, "What is she doing here?"
Dr. Pan Shihua: What do you say about Mr. Wen? ! My brain is flooded!
"Don't press it, it's useless to press it again if the rib is broken." Dr. Wen Zihan said.
"Which department is she from?" Dr. Zhang Desheng asked again.
Who, who, actually criticized him for giving CPR to a patient? Obviously the patient's heartbeat has stopped, so what if you don't press it? Let the patient die?
Dr. Pan Shihua squeezed out from his mouth: "Doctor of Traditional Chinese Medicine—"
"It's a Chinese medicine department, it's strange that I have to press it, what is it thinking?" Doctor Zhang saved some face, and didn't say whether your doctor of Chinese medicine intends to breathe immortal energy on the patient to bring the patient back to life.
Dr. Pan Shihua was ashamed to speak, and student Zhang must have lost his mind.
It’s understandable. In the current situation, not to mention Dr. Zhang Desheng, any doctor would be crazy. It is fatal for the patient to die at the hands of the doctor for no reason.
"I'll give you a hammer. Get out of the way." Dr. Xie Wanying said.
This time, Dr. Zhang Desheng listened to the words. The top female student in the class spoke of her strength, but he, Zhang Desheng, conceded.
Seconds, Dr. Zhang stepped aside.
It was too late to say it, and then it was too late. When Dr. Xie who was in place was about to use his precordial hammering trump card, Dr. Wen Zihan next to him said, "It's not the time."
"What did you say!" Dr. Zhang Desheng was so anxious that he cursed again.
At this critical moment of rescue, what is the doctor of traditional Chinese medicine thinking? Is it to drag the patient to death?
"Yingying, you do what you want." Zhang Desheng turned around and said to the top female student in the class.
Dr. Xie Wanying was doing her own thing, but she knew that what Sister Wen said was actually giving her a vaccination.
Perhaps, she can accurately hammer her heartbeat now, but the hammered heartbeat may not last long afterward.
Such cases are actually common in clinical practice. The young doctor worked very hard to resuscitate the dying patient's heartbeat, but the patient's heartbeat disappeared after a while.
It means that the doctor will not be able to save the patient who is obviously going to die. This is also why some experienced old doctors can only shake their heads sadly when they can foresee the result. Just because it doesn't work.
