Chapter 103 Asking for help

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 It was already midnight of the second day after I finished treating the 18th patient.

However, it was not over yet. Seven more patients were admitted during the day, and we had to continue the work.

After staying up for 40 consecutive hours, Liu Muqiao consumed 3 Huiqi Pills. Zhao Yilin was already paralyzed from exhaustion and fell asleep in the duty room.

The person who took over his hand was Deputy Director Liu Jianxin. He had gone back to sleep for two times and was now in high spirits.

Dr. Zou was sleeping soundly in the doctor's duty room.

Lu Lu and Wen Xingyu took turns taking a nap, and Lu Lu, who was now on duty, could hardly stand it any longer.

Wang Yi has already started her second day of work. She slept all day during the day.

"Can you still persist?" Wang Yi asked this for the third time.

"It's okay, I'm in good spirits." Liu Maqiao said with a smile.

After not sleeping for 40 hours, it stands to reason that he would have fallen asleep long ago, but Liu Miqiao seemed to have just woken up and was in high spirits.

Liu Muqiao actually doesn't need help from others. These patients are not too important and one person is more than enough. However, it is better to have a few more people. If the situation changes, it will be too late to redeploy the manpower.

Liu Jianxin is mainly responsible for handling the general condition of the patient and observing vital signs. Lu Lu does odd jobs. There are always more than two people nursing. Wang Yi is specifically responsible for puncture.

Liu Muqiao was not in a hurry. He used to do it for more than ten minutes. But now it is different. For a patient, he does it for no less than 30 minutes, because the new knowledge in his head tells him that longer time can effectively prevent the second bleeding.

danger.

Although the incidence of second bleeding is less than 5%, it is this 5% that seriously affects mortality.

In the past, the mortality rate was lower than 0.26%, which really had a lot of luck.

A mortality rate of 0.26% cannot be achieved by even the best hospitals in the world, let alone Antai Hospital.

Liu Muqiao secretly summed up his experience. There are five reasons for this 0.26%.

1. Luck. Luck accounts for half of it.

Second, hard work, including Dr. Zou’s defibrillation, is indispensable.

Third, timely. Basically, it is also important to puncture immediately when there is a patient without wasting time.

Fourth, Zhao Yilin has a strong sense of professionalism. A department director always stays on the front line, something few department directors can do.

5. Liu Muqiao’s puncture technique, especially his ability to control pressure, is one of the important reasons for ensuring low mortality.

One after another, it was dawn again, and there were only two patients left.

Zhao Yilin came in and said, "Why don't you sleep for a while? Can you survive it?"

Liu Muqiao smiled slightly: "Fortunately, I will get off work after finishing these two."

"This can't go on like this. You'll die from overwork. Don't let yourself die. From now on, I think we can stay up all night once a week at most." Zhao Yilin said.

"It would be great if you could control the patient." Liu Maqiao smiled.

"It's not impossible. I'll say hello to the hospital below. To transfer patients, I have to call first." Zhao Yilin said.

"I think there will be 14 to 15 patients admitted to the hospital a day." Liu Muqiao said.

"What? 14, 15?" Zhao Yilin asked in surprise.

"Yeah. No less than 14."

"14 people, won't you die from exhaustion?"

Even someone as enterprising as Zhao Yilin could not say anything for a long time.

What is the concept of 14? The total number of patients admitted to an ordinary second-level hospital every day. I have a department and a second-level hospital, and 30 people do the work of 300,400 medical staff?

"Crazy. Liu Miqiao is really crazy."

"I'm training Lu Lu and Wen Xingyu as soon as possible. Dr. Zou has already put them to use. From now on, we will have four people doing it. The average number of people per person is 3 or 4, which is not difficult." Liu Muqiao said.

"Isn't it difficult? Haha, Liu Jianxin and I, as well as the entire nursing department, and especially you, will always die of overwork."

"I won't."

"You don't know how? Calculate how many hours you haven't slept since you woke up the day before yesterday."

"Only 48 hours."

"It's just me, it's just you. It's really just that."

They have all heard the joke about "just".

Wang Yi and another nurse covered their mouths and laughed, giggling, but they still laughed out loud.

"It's great!" Dr. Zou came in and was stunned, "Why are you laughing? Oh, Liu Miqiao, are you really a superman? You haven't slept yet?"

"Come on, you can come up with the remaining two." Zhao Yilin said.

"Really?"

Dr. Zou asked Liu Miqiao in surprise.

What Zhao Yilin said doesn’t count.

"Bring the CT film here." Liu Maqiao said while drawing blood.

Lu Lu quickly brought over the CT films of the last two patients and let Liu Miqiao take a look at them. He said, "You make one, and I'll make one."

One of them had a thalamic hemorrhage, and Liu Maqiao had to do it himself.

Dr. Zou was very excited. This patient today is not an ordinary patient. In the past, Liu Miqiao did it himself. It seems that Liu Miqiao is becoming more and more hands-off.

After being prepared, Dr. Zou took the puncture needle and said to Liu Miqiao: "I'm going to put it through now, is that okay?"

Liu Muqiao dropped what he was doing, looked at it, and said, "You still have to turn a little to the left - yes, this is the direction, don't turn too far."

Along this direction, Dr. Zou slowly inserted the needle, and after 5 centimeters, he suddenly felt a sense of disappointment.

"Well, that's it. Take your time, don't rush, repeat it three times." Liu Maqiao continued to look at it for a while, then returned to the patient's bed with confidence.

When Dr. Zou saw Liu Miqiao stop looking, he suddenly felt very happy in his heart.

Because,

This is recognition of him!

The last patient was wheeled in.

Lu Lu quickly made preparations.

Zhao Yilin's cell phone rang.

His heart skipped a beat, most likely there were serious patients sent to the hospital below.

Now, his mood is very complicated. He is happy and scared at the same time when there are patients. The director of the department is never afraid of too many patients. He is just afraid that the beds will be empty and no one will come.

However, he was really scared today.

Liu Muqiao has not slept for 50 hours. Death from overwork is not unheard of, especially in hospitals, where doctors die on the job every year.

He anxiously took his cell phone and looked at it, Professor Hao's.

Well, why is Lao Hao calling so early?

"Hello, Lao Hao? Well, I'm Zhao Yilin. Ah? Okay, okay, um, oh, there's a problem, he hasn't slept for 50 hours! Well, well, the situation is special, let me ask

Him. I’ll call you back right away, okay.”

The phone was hung up over there.

"Mu Qiao, Professor Hao is asking for help, can you survive it?"

"What's going on?" Liu Muqiao asked.

"There is a very special patient who needs you to do a puncture."

"Affiliated hospitals are still short of people?"

"This patient is very special and must be treated by the best doctor. Professor Hao named you to do it."

"Who is this patient?"

"You may not know, Kumamotoji."

"Ah? Kumamotoji! I'll go right away, national treasure, I know him. Tell Professor Hao that I'll leave in half an hour. I still have to finish this patient."

Zhao Yilin looked at the last patient, wanted to say something, and then swallowed it.


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