"What's the situation with the patient now?"

The senior who came in had a low voice, and it sounded like an old man. Xie Wanying turned her head and saw the figure of the speaker.

The dim lights in the cabin made Zhang, who was about the same age as her, Senior Brother Huang, with two menstrual angles on her face. Her skin was not as fair as Senior Brother Huang, like a tough handsome tiger. The work sign she hung said the attendance. Because she was not old, she was probably the attending doctor who had just been promoted to a short time. Looking at the other party's work sign, Xie Wanying blinked her eyelids: Oh? She was not right?

Surgery? Guozhi's cardiothoracic surgery?

120 notified Guozhi, and Guozhi sent a surgeon over?

What is this? According to common sense, two such patients will be treated first by an internal medicine doctor.

When she was puzzled, Shi Lei's dark gray eyes were spinning on her body, including a simple respirator that she used for artificial ventilation to the patient, and her eyes faintly revealed a strange smell.

Xie Wanying felt that this surgical senior who had never met before was different from Professor Han Yongnian whom she met last time. Professor Han Yongnian had no idea who she was, and Dr. Shi Lei's eyes seemed to know who she was and who she was.

Maybe someone mentioned her identity to this senior, is she Senior Brother Shen?

(I was wrong, Xie, it's Boss Zhang.)

When he approached the patient, since the patient was ventilating manually, Shi Lei squatted down and reached out to touch the patient's carotid artery pulsation.

Xie Wanying reported the patient's condition to the teacher who was receiving: "Acute heart failure, and there were symptoms of cardiogenic shock at one point."

The patient in shock had a serious problem. He took out a stethoscope from his white coat and put it on. Shi Lei asked her: "She is a hypothyroidist patient, is she because her heart rate is slow?"

The teacher wanted to ask her how she came to the conclusion of hypothyroidism, and Xie Wanying answered her own ideas: "Their family lives in an iodine-deficient area."

This answer made Shi Lei's hand pause.

Serious and sophisticated. Most young medical students do not have this kind of thinking to think about where the patient comes from and what epidemic area belongs to. It can be said that her answer is beyond his original expectation of this person.

Guozhi's nurse came over and said to Xie Wanying: "I'll do it."

I know she is busy too.

Xie Wanying carefully handed over the simple respirator to the other party, and at the same time, she took the other party to sense the patient's breathing frequency as she taught Lu Xin.

Lu Xin, who happened to run back to get first aid items, saw this scene and said to her colleagues: "Be careful and follow her movements, otherwise the patient will be deficient in oxygen."

Is it so magical? Guozhi's nurses don't really believe this evil.

Lu Xin rolled her eyes, and anyway, she finished her reminder.

After handing over the patient to the senior, Xie Wanying got up and helped Lu Xin get things.

Guozhi's nurse held the breathing bag and pressed and relaxed it, just like Lu Xin's original idea, and did not take the breathing rhythm too seriously. After a while, the gas coming in was wrong and the patient became irritable.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" The family members rushed to call someone next to him.

Guozhi's nurse was a little panicked, what's going on?

Look, she knew the other party was going to fail. Lu Xin shrugged at Xie Wanying and said: Do we need to go back and help them?
Chapter completed!