The news of Lin Feng performing another surgery in the cardiovascular department quickly spread throughout the hospital.
"Have you heard? Doctor Lin performed another surgery. This time, it was an artificial replacement suture of the main artery.”
"I heard that Doctor Lin only spent about seven minutes suturing the front and the end.”
"Super fast!"
"Hiss hiss ~~~"
"Is there any surgery that Doctor Lin doesn't know how to perform?”
"We old drivers have been living like dogs.”
"Qianlang died on the beach."
"There are really geniuses in this world.”
"The First People's Hospital of the city doesn't allow such an awesome person to exist!……Oh, it's Doctor Lin. I'm sorry, goodbye!”
Lin Feng returned to the Emergency Department and continued his daily routine.
The other interns sent 666 messages to Lin Feng daily to show their admiration.
Mascot Instructor Zhang Yuan was responsible for signing Lin Feng's name every day. He was basically a human-shaped signing machine.
(Zhang Yuan: () No matter what, I'm still an associate chief physician!）
……
……
At this moment, 10 kilometers away.
At the Eighth Hospital.
Pushing wave, pushing wave, pushing wave ~~~~
The sound of an ambulance came quickly, and all the pedestrians gave way.
Sh-
The car stopped outside the emergency room.
In the car, a group of doctors and nurses quickly pushed a trolley down and carried the patient into the emergency room.
" Low blood pressure, malignant Arrhythmias, shock…"
The doctor shouted as he pushed the cart.
"Prepare anti-shock treatment immediately…drip!”
After pushing the patient into the emergency room, the nurses got ready in an orderly manner. Then, they injected the patient with a needle and quickly dripped the patient with a drip.
The day before yesterday, the 13-year-old patient had a fever. He took cold medicine, but it did not improve.
Until today, the patient still had symptoms such as dizziness, vomiting, and paroxysm abdominal pain.
Only then did his parents realize that something was wrong. It was definitely not a cold or fever!
He quickly called the ambulance.
The ambulance quickly arrived at the door and sent them to the nearest No. 8 City Hospital.
After half an hour of rapid fluid replacement and corresponding treatment…
His condition still hadn't improved!
"Doctor, save my son!"
"Please, doctor!"
The child's parents knelt on the ground as if they were grasping at a life-saving straw and begged the emergency department's director, Dr. Huang.
Meanwhile, the interns had all gathered around.
It was to broaden his horizons.
Fluid replacement, emergency intubation, ventilation to assist breathing, cardiotonic drugs to maintain circulation…
The Emergency Department's director comforted him while waiting for the examination report.
Half an hour later, all the examination reports were out.
The Emergency Department's director took a look and gasped.
"Fulminant myocarditis!"
"Cardiogenic shock!"
This was a serious illness, and his life could be in danger at any time!
This was especially true for fulminant myocarditis. The mortality rate was very high, but it was often mixed with colds and fevers. Many hospitals were troubled by medical disputes between the patient's family members because of this illness.(The family members thought that it was a cold and fever, but in the end, they were treated to death, and then they started to cause trouble.)
"Doctor, what happened to my son? Please save him!"
The patient's mother tugged at the emergency doctor's hand and cried.
" Don't be anxious," Dr. Huang, the director of the Emergency Department, said." It's useless even if you are anxious…Your son is suffering from fulminant myocarditis. Our hospital doesn't have the ability to treat this illness at the moment. We need to send him to the nearest First People's Hospital in the city."”
When the patient's mother heard this, she quickly shouted,"Then hurry up!"
"But with your son's condition, we can't just send him over. There might be danger on the way…We need to contact the First People's Hospital of the city and ask them to bring Ecmo over."”
The patient's mother was burning with anxiety.
"Call him now, call him now!"”
As he comforted her, he called the First People's Hospital of the city because he was very familiar with Director Qian. They were classmates.
He knew that the First People's Hospital had an Ecmo in the ICU.
……
……
City First Hospital,
The intensive care unit (ICU).
Department Director Qian was making ward rounds with a group of doctors. He was like a lion king who was leading many lions to patrol his territory. He was patrolling the beds, asking about the patients 'conditions, and assessing the doctors and nurses.
Soon, he arrived in front of Director Zhou Guorong's bed.
"Old Zhou, your illness is almost fully recovered. I'll transfer you out of the ICU tomorrow and you'll be transferred to the cardiovascular department.”
"Yes."
Director Zhou Guorong's current condition was no longer the same as before. His heart had been stabbed three times, and with the use of ecmo, his physical fitness was not as good as before.
In the past, he was the lion king of the emergency department. Now, he was an old lion who was mentally exhausted.
Especially when the patient's family attacked him, he completely lost his faith in the profession of doctors.
Zhou Guorong was definitely going to retire.
The hospital director was still considering.
[A: Who will be in charge of the emergency department?]
[B: Should the Emergency Operating Theater be retained or removed?]
In the hospital, many of the doctors under the old department director had already started working hard to become the department director of the Emergency Department.
Ring ring ring ~~~
At this moment, Director Qian's phone vibrated crazily.
"Old Qian, help!"
"Old Huang, what's wrong?"
"I received a patient with explosive myocarditis. I can't handle it, so I have to send it to you. However, it's a little dangerous to send it over. Hurry up and come over!"
When Director Qian heard that, he immediately became serious.
Human lives were at stake, and there was no room for hesitation!
"Alright, I'll bring Ecmo over immediately!”
After hanging up the phone, Director Qian started to name a few people.
"You, you, you…the few of you, put on your ecmos and come with me to the city's eighth hospital!”
"I'll give you 15 minutes. See you in the ambulance downstairs!”
"Yes, sir!"
All the doctors and nurses who were called out shouted in unison.
Then, he quickly went to prepare.
Director Qian thought for a while and called Lin Feng.
He liked Lin Feng very much and was very satisfied with him. It was rare to see such a talented young man. He was eager to see his prey and couldn't help but nurture him.
Lin Feng could take her to experience this kind of myocarditis.
The call went through.
"Hello, Lin Feng, are you free? Come with me to the Eighth City Hospital?"
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