after an hour.
Director Li Jianguo, Jiang Wu, and Li Minghui finally arrived at Southeast Hospital.
The three of them first returned to the nearest emergency department to stabilize their morale. Jiang Wu and Li Minghui stayed to help deal with the serious patients, while Director Li Jianguo continued to rush to the intensive care unit without stopping.
The patient Wei Qiang really made Li Jianguo uneasy.
Although in the emergency room just now, Hu Wei patted his chest and assured himself that the patient was now in stable condition in the intensive care unit, how could Li Jianguo be so relieved?
You know, just now, he received a call to rescue Wei Qiang.
And the caller was an intern who had just started clinical practice for two weeks.
According to Hu Wei, he helped the patient open four fascia chambers in the corridor using only one blade...
It's just... nonsense!
Li Jianguo's face was as dark as water and his steps were windy. He had to see the patient in person to feel completely at ease.
Arriving at the intensive care unit, Li Jianguo came to Wei Qiang's bedside.
"How is the patient's condition now?" Li Jianguo said, rubbing his eyebrows. He was exhausted from running all night, and his body was almost reaching its limit at this time.
"It's still stable. We just need to open the fascial compartment in time. Otherwise, a large amount of toxins will enter the blood. Critically ill patients will soon have kidney failure, which will be troublesome. The situation is quite good now." The doctor in the intensive care unit lifted the quilt and said
Wei Qiang's calf was exposed.
At this time, the incision on Wei Qiang's calf had been covered by the VSD negative pressure suction device, but some clues could still be seen. The two incisions were neat and long, strictly following Li Jianguo's requirements, and avoiding the location of the common peroneal nerve.
I have to say, the cut was very beautiful!
At this time, the doctor in the intensive care unit asked: "Director Li, was this really cut by your doctor with a blade? How strong these fingers are. I looked at the incision carefully. It was almost a single cut to resolve the battle. There are no unnecessary defects at all."
"...It's really cruel."
Li Jianguo said in a deep voice: "He is not a doctor in our department... he is an intern. An accident occurred during the transfer. I called him to guide him in the incision."
"Doctor intern?!"
The doctor in the intensive care unit was immediately shocked: "I mean, why are your doctors so young? They don't even look like they are twenty-five... Intern doctors can now cut open the osteofascial compartment with bare hands? And the cuts are so beautiful? Director Li,
You guys must have found a treasure."
Li Jianguo leaned over and inspected the incision on Wei Qiang's calf for a while. It was indeed a beautiful cut. Combined with the scene of the incision and the person who performed the incision... Li Jianguo felt that this incision was even more valuable.
However, what shocked him even more was not the beautiful incision, but... Su Jie's judgment.
In the corridor of the hospital in the early morning, a patient in severe coma was being pushed on a flatbed cart, with only one family member beside him. In this environment, Su Jie was able to judge that the patient had a sudden onset of osteofascial compartment based on only some minor symptoms.
syndrome.
You must know that this is not a common disease. Many small doctors in the county have never seen it in their lives...or in other words, even if they have seen it, they don't recognize it, which leads to misdiagnosis and missed diagnosis.
Su Jie was just an intern with almost zero clinical experience, but in that tense environment, he made an accurate judgment within a few minutes.
Li Jianguo couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met Su Jie... The patient with a needle stuck in his throat was still fresh in his memory.
For the same sudden serious illness, the root cause of the disease can be found from the details in the same short period of time, and the most appropriate treatment can be made.
Does this young man really not know how to write the word "fear"?
If he makes a mistake in judgment or makes a mistake in operation, this kind of seriously ill patient will really die.
Li Jianguo took one last deep look at the incision on Wei Qiang's calf. It was as straight as if it had been measured with a ruler...
He has no fear, is extremely calm, has solid knowledge, has strong operational ability, and does not drink... When Jiang Wu was young, he could have steady hands like him, but since he started drinking at the age of thirty, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
The more nervous you are, the more violent you will shake.
Li Jianguo put his hands on his knees, stood up, continued to circle around Wei Qiang, and stood in front of the monitor for more than ten seconds before he said:
"I have already made peace with your director about this patient. We must strengthen monitoring and notify us immediately of any changes in his condition. Jiang Wu from our department will often come to see him. We must keep him at all costs!"
"I understand, Director Li!" the doctor in the intensive care unit nodded solemnly.
"In addition, Su Jie's rescue work should not be spread to outsiders. He is still a trainee doctor. Doing such an operation will inevitably lead to suspicion of violating regulations..."
The doctor in the intensive care unit immediately understood: "I understand this. Vice President Zhao is strictly investigating clinical violations and disciplines during this period, and I don't want to cause trouble."
"Well, patient safety comes first, and everything else is secondary." Li Jianguo said in a deep voice. He didn't know whether it was because he was too tired, or because he heard a name he didn't like to hear, but the word 'Chuan' appeared faintly on his forehead.
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the other side.
Su Jie did not go back to the dormitory to sleep.
It was already four o'clock in the morning, and Yang Yuchen would get up to go to work in three hours. Going back at this hour would not be in line with the label of a good roommate.
I simply found a bed and slept in the lounge of the emergency department.
The rest room of the emergency department was like a doghouse. Su Jie looked at the dirty bed, thought about it for a while, but still didn't take off his white coat, so he just put on his clothes and lay down.
Curling up on the bed, clinging to the edge of the bed, Su Jie casually pulled a stiff sheet over his stomach.
Drowsiness kept coming, but my brain was extremely clear.
Very sleepy, but can't sleep.
This may be the inevitable result of late-night syndrome and excessive secretion of dopamine and adrenaline.
After tossing and turning and still unable to fall asleep, Su Jie simply took out his mobile phone and checked the news about the fire in the textile factory.
What surprised him was that only about four hours after the fire broke out in the early morning, the news on the Internet was already overwhelming.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! [Fire in textile factory on the outskirts of the city, causing heavy casualties!]
[The fire caused an explosion, and the number of casualties continued to increase!]
[Roads are congested and rescue lifelines are difficult to maintain. Are there any major hidden dangers in urban road planning? 】
Su Jie slid his fingers, and in the dark room, the fluorescence of his mobile phone illuminated his face, and his expression gradually became focused.
The news reports were accompanied by many real-life photos taken at the scene. Although Su Jie had just been on the front line of rescuing patients, he still felt a sense of fear when he saw the ruins of the fire scene and the charred factory buildings.
Just like what Hu Wei said, if Wei Qiang hadn't been there and he hadn't rushed back to the power distribution room, if the fire really exploded and the factory with more than 100 people was instantly swallowed up by the fire, how many people would be lucky enough to escape?
Most of the earliest news reports focused on the cause of the fire. Su Jie took a quick look at it and found that a more reliable theory was that a batch of imported machines had safety failures and poor heat dissipation performance. Long-term overtime work caused the machines to overheat.
Caused a fire.
Some news also focused on urban planning roads. The road leading to the new campus of the Provincial Hospital was blocked, and all patients could only go to Southeast Hospital. Someone must take the blame for this.
But Su Jie found that the further back in time the news came, the more the pen was moving in the same direction, as if someone was directing everyone behind the scenes...
【Heroes in the Textile Factory Fire!】
【Retrograde for love!】
[The life or death of civilian heroes is uncertain, and we will continue to report on the latest developments of heroes in the future!]
Photos of Wei Qiang's life have been posted in major news reports. With his ordinary appearance and friendly and simple smile, he looks like the uncle next door.
Another photo at the end of the news shows Wei Qiang after the fire. His charred skin and red muscles are exposed to the air. Even with a blurry mosaic, the timid still dare not look directly.
The contrast between the two photos is extremely strong.
In this way, at least Wei Qiang doesn't have to worry about the huge treatment costs. Just the hospital's fee reduction and the awards from the relevant superior departments are enough... Su Jie felt a little comfort in his heart, complaining about the black hands behind the scenes manipulating public opinion.
It's also a little less powerful.
Wei Qiang's family situation is obviously not well-off. Both his sister and brother work in textile factories, and his parents are old and frail. Obviously, they are unable to afford the high cost of treatment.
Not to mention anything else, just sleeping in the intensive care unit tonight will cost at least tens of thousands of dollars.
The cost of follow-up treatment is even more prohibitive for ordinary people.
But now that Wei Qiang has become the hero of the textile factory fire, the cost of treatment will naturally not be a problem. The people of Badu will never let a hero bleed and shed tears.
A huge stone fell to the ground in his heart, and sleepiness swept over him again. Su Jie felt that his eyelids suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and his cell phone almost hit his face.
Turn off the phone, lie down, and sleep!
One second later.
Chapter completed!