You only need to wait three days, and then conduct diagnosis and treatment on those patients who have received the donated medicine, and then you can know what kind of effect the three milliliters of essence medicine will bring. Just waiting for these three days,
Zhang Wenhao still has many other things to do.
The first step is to design the company's logo, trademark and packaging. People rely on clothing, as if they rely on gold. Good products must have a good packaging design. Zhang Wenhao knows that for this kind of thing, there is no good talent locally, so he simply
I spent 500 points to redeem visual design skills from the learning system, and prepared to return to Miaojiazhai and use the computer to design by myself.
Besides, there are still many things waiting for me to do in Miaojiazhai. First of all, I need to notify the workers of the former pharmaceutical factory to start work. In addition, I also need to communicate with Long Xiaoyue so that she can be prepared to go out and take time to guide her.
She came to the city and hired a few suitable professional teachers. In this way, Long Xiaoyue would be able to rest assured.
In the afternoon, Zhang Wenhao drove Yang Chenshan to buy some design software CDs, and then returned directly to Miaojiazhai. When he arrived at Miaojiazhai, the sky was already dark. Zhang Wenhao sent Yang Chenshan home, and the first thing he did was to return to the hotel.
See Long Xiaoyue to discuss specific matters.
When Zhang Wenhao knocked on the door of Long Xiaoyue's room, Long Xiaoyue was eating in the room. Seeing Zhang Wenhao come back, she asked with concern: "How is the situation at the pharmaceutical factory?"
Zhang Wenhao smiled and said: "Basically everything is done. I just want to tell you when I come back. You can make preparations in the next two days. I will go to the city with me to recruit a few professional teachers for the primary schools in the village to replace you.
Teach here.”
"Well, okay." Long Xiaoyue nodded lightly. She had already agreed to Zhang Wenhao before, so she was well prepared. From a long-term perspective, she was not the most suitable person to educate children.
For this kind of thing, if a professional teacher can come over, the effect will be much better than on your own.
Zhang Wenhao added: "I think you won't need to open this hotel for the time being. Once the teachers are recruited, let the teachers stay here."
"Okay." Long Xiaoyue said with a smile: "After those people leave, there won't be any guests coming this year."
With that said, Long Xiaoyue said to Zhang Wenhao: "Do you know what those people came to Miao Village for?"
"I don't know." Zhang Wenhao shook his head and asked, "What do you do?"
Long Xiaoyue sighed and said: "I don't know what these people are thinking. They came to Miao Village with the purpose of hunting in the mountains. I heard from Brother Xiao Lin that the nine of them brought five foreign-made troops.
With their shotguns, they have been letting Brother Xiao Lin lead them around in the mountains for the past two days. Brother Xiao Lin has already led them nearly sixty miles into the mountains, and they are not satisfied yet and want to go deeper."
"Hunting?" Zhang Wenhao frowned and said: "These people are so idle. They have nothing better to do than come here to hunt with shotguns." After that, Zhang Wenhao asked: "They have not affected the village.
People, right?"
"No." Long Xiaoyue explained: "They usually put the guns in the box. Brother Xiao Lin said that they would only take out the guns after entering the mountain. They put them away again when they were about to leave the mountain, so in the village
People don’t know that these people go into the mountains all day just to hunt.”
"It's really boring." Zhang Wenhao shook his head and said: "It seems that they are just a bunch of rich second generation people who have nothing to do and come out to look for excitement and fun."
Long Xiaoyue said calmly: "I heard from Brother Xiao Lin that they want to hunt a black bear before going back."
"Black bear?" Zhang Wenhao sneered and said, "Their target is quite big!"
Long Xiaoyue said: "I really hope they can leave early so as not to cause trouble to the village. If they don't leave in these two days, I will close the hotel when we go out of the mountain."
"Yeah." Zhang Wenhao nodded and said, "It's best to let them leave as soon as possible."
While the two were chatting, there was suddenly a burst of extremely noisy footsteps outside. A man could even be heard shouting in Mandarin: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
In addition, there were women screaming in terror.
Zhang Wenhao was surprised and stood up. When he looked in the corridor, he found that eight of the nine outsiders were running desperately at the moment. Four middle-aged men were carrying an unconscious man on a simple stretcher. The sky was dark.
It was very dark, but you could still see the pools of blood flowing out of the man's body.
"Lao Xu, open the trunk quickly and put down the back seat!" A man carrying a stretcher shouted with all his strength. Lao Xu, who was running in front, had already arrived in front of a Range Rover. Without saying a word, he immediately opened the trunk door.
, pulled out all the debris inside, then got into the car and tried to fold down the rear seats.
Soon, the man on a simple stretcher was also carried to the front, and four people were trying to put him into the car.
It was at this time that the lights in the corridor happened to hit the person on the stretcher. Zhang Wenhao took a look and saw that Song Xiaopeng was lying on the stretcher. The most terrible thing was that he was holding a ball of cloth on his abdomen, and the blood had already soaked the ball.
Soaked.
Zhang Wenhao blurted out: "If you want to send people out now, they will be dead before they get out of the mountain!"
"Asshole! Shut your crow mouth!" Song Xiaoman was already frightened, fearing that his brother would have some shortcomings. When he heard Zhang Wenhao say this in the corridor, he instinctively thought that Zhang Wenhao was making sarcastic remarks, and couldn't help but raise his head and curse.
One sound.
Zhang Wenhao said loudly: "He lost too much blood! You first check to see if he is still breathing!"
When a young man heard this, he immediately put his finger under Song Xiaopeng's nose. After a moment, he said in horror: "Old Xu, Xiaopeng is not breathing!"
"What?!" Old Xu just wanted to get into the cab. Hearing these words, he immediately turned back and got into the car behind. After testing, his scalp exploded!
Song Xiaopeng's breathing has reached the point where he can't feel it. In other words, this person has reached the edge of death. It will take three or four hours to get from here to the city. With the speed of his blood loss, it will take no matter what.
It can't be sustained. Lao Xu personally feels that this life may disappear within five minutes.
Song Xiaoman was also frightened by this scene. With a pale face, she threw herself into the car, shouting for her brother at the top of her lungs, while trying to go forward to see if Song Xiaopeng was no longer breathing as they said.
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Zhang Wenhao saw that these people were losing their minds and couldn't do anything that could help at all, so he immediately turned back and went downstairs. When he got downstairs, he pulled away Song Xiaoman who was blocking the back door, stepped forward, and tested Song Xiaopeng's hand.
I snorted and felt his pulse again. Although my snoring was very weak, there was still some breathing. The pulse was inaudible, but it was still a little bit. Then I yelled: "Lift the person up! Hurry up! Otherwise, he will really die.
.Not even gods can save him!"
Song Xiaoman rushed over and pulled and hit Zhang Wenhao, crying: "Get out of here, I'm going to send my brother to the hospital!"
"Go to your hospital!" Zhang Wenhao glared at her and roared: "Ten minutes at most. He will be dead! He won't even have time to take a rocket to the hospital!" As he said that, he turned to look at a young man and said coldly.
: "I am a doctor. If you still want to give him a chance of survival, lift him up immediately!"
After saying that, Zhang Wenhao jumped out of the car, turned around and went upstairs.
Anyone with any sense knows that sending a seriously injured person out of the mountain for treatment at this time is simply a fool's errand. In a few hours, no matter how much blood is shed, Zhang Wenhao just said that he still has ten minutes at most.
He would die. These words made everyone break out in a cold sweat, but no one dared to believe Zhang Wenhao's words. For a moment, they didn't know what to do.
When Lao Xu saw that several young men did not respond, he cursed angrily: "What the hell are you doing standing still! Get them up quickly!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone understood that Lao Xu was going to bet on Zhang Wenhao, but this gambling chip was too big for them!
But apart from this road, there was no other way to go. Several people looked at each other. Gritting their teeth, they immediately carried the person out and hurriedly sent him upstairs.
Zhang Wenhao has already started preparations in his clinic room. He has sorted out all the tools and first-aid medicines. If those people send Song Xiaopeng in, then he will immediately start rescuing him. If they don't send him in,
If he died, he could only express his regret.
Soon, those people lifted Song Xiaopeng up and laid him flat on the bed. Zhang Wenhao immediately checked his current condition. Before he could see the wound, he first felt his heartbeat and pulse, and found that his heartbeat was extremely weak.
, if the heart stops beating, no matter how much treatment you do, you will not be able to save his life.
However, he could not buy cardiotonic drugs such as epinephrine or norepinephrine from pharmacies and drug agents, so he was not prepared. Zhang Wenhao could only take out a box of silver needles for acupuncture and asked while taking the needles.
: "What's his blood type?"
"Type A!" Lao Xu immediately said.
Zhang Wenhao nodded and asked: "How many of you have blood type A and type O?"
"Me, me!"
Three people raised their hands in a row. Zhang Wenhao felt relieved a little. At this time, Song Xiaoman also rushed into the room and blurted out: "I also have type A blood. You can take as much blood from me as you want. If you kill my brother, I want you."
life for a life!"
Zhang Wenhao didn't even raise his head, and said calmly: "Either let her get out, or carry the injured away! It's up to you."
He no longer had any patience for Song Xiaoman, a girl with no manners at all.
Song Xiaoman didn't expect Zhang Wenhao to say these words, so he blurted out: "Asshole, what did you say?!"
Zhang Wenhao had already held the silver needle in his hand, looked up at Lao Xu, and asked: "Are you going to keep her here, or are you going to take this person away?"
Old Xu gritted his teeth and immediately said to a young man next to him: "Xiao Li, take Xiao Man out and don't let her come in to cause trouble!"
Xiao Li hesitated for a moment, then nodded immediately, turned around, and directly pulled the noisy Song Xiaoman out.
Zhang Wenhao finally calmed down a bit and said without raising his head: "Tell me the general reason for the injury."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Wenhao's first needle had already penetrated the skin of Song Xiaopeng's heart.
Without adrenaline, he would use needles to stimulate the heart to get it to beat again.
While Zhang Wenhao was injecting the needle, Lao Xu explained: "We were hunting in the mountains and when we shot the black bear, an adult wild boar suddenly emerged from nowhere. At that time, Xiaopeng and he happened to be squatting on the ground to shoot the black bear.
The wild boar hit him in the stomach with its tusks and ran away."
"Yes." Zhang Wenhao nodded and continued to inject the needle while saying: "It hurt the internal organs and caused internal bleeding, but the wild boar's tusks pierced the skin. So the internal bleeding flowed out from the wound. His blood loss was very serious. You
Let the three people with the same blood type prepare. I may need to extract a total of at least two thousand milliliters of blood from them. You prepare some food and let them eat as quickly as possible, but don't eat greasy things or cookies.
, bread and milk are best.”
"Okay!" Lao Xu hurriedly said to the three people: "You guys sit down on the ground first, and I will get you something to eat."
Zhang Wenhao reminded: "By the way, let that annoying woman take some. Two thousand milliliters, I'm afraid it won't be enough."
"good!"
Lao Xu quickly brought back a large bag of food. The three men did not hesitate and immediately started eating and drinking milk. After filling their stomachs first, Zhang Wenhao had to draw at least six to seven hundred milliliters of blood from each of them.
, if there is nothing in the stomach, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold it.
Zhang Wenhao inserted nearly twenty silver needles around Song Xiaopeng's heart in a short period of time. The stimulation of the acupuncture points and nerves by the silver needles restored some vitality to the heart, and the heart would not stop beating in a short time. At this time
.Must replenish blood quickly!
Zhang Wenhao immediately took out the blood drawer and blood transfusion set. The blood drawer drew blood into the blood bag, but Zhang Wenhao couldn't wait for the blood to go through the blood bag again, so he immediately disassembled and reassembled the blood drawer and blood transfusion set.
It turned into a direct blood vessel, and blood was extracted from a person's body. It could immediately enter Song Xiaopeng's blood vessel.
The three young people who were preparing for blood transfusions were also prepared early and had taken off their upper body clothes. Zhang Wenhao patted the person closest to him and said, "Stand up!"
The man stood up without knowing why. Zhang Wenhao immediately said: "Two people will hold him up to prevent him from fainting or being unable to stand."
The other two people around him hurriedly stepped forward and lifted the man up, one on the left and the other on the right. Zhang Wenhao asked him to stretch out his arms. He took the alcohol cotton and the needle, and even the rubber tube was not used. Almost in one go, he quickly inserted the blood collection needle into the other person.
of blood vessels.
The blood flowed out of the blood collection tube and gradually flowed towards the blood transfusion end. When blood flowed out from the blood transfusion end, Zhang Wenhao immediately inserted the needle into Song Xiaopeng's blood vessel.
As a result, pressurized blood transfusion could not be carried out. Zhang Wenhao knew that Song Xiaopeng's wound should be treated immediately at this time. He immediately leaned down and removed the hemostatic cloth from Song Xiaopeng's wound, and found a blood hole as big as a thumb in the abdomen outside the spleen.
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Zhang Wenhao picked up the surgical scissors without hesitation, immediately started along the wound, and made a cross-shaped incision on the stomach until the injured spleen of the other party was exposed in front of him.
"Spleen rupture!"
Zhang Wenhao said something to himself, and then he said: "Someone, give me a flashlight!"
Lao Xu immediately took out a tactical high-light flashlight from his waist, walked over and pointed the light of the flashlight at Song Xiaopeng's wound.
Spleen rupture is a very serious internal injury with a very high fatality rate. It can easily lead to hemorrhagic shock. If the rescue is not timely, the mortality rate is very high. Song Xiaopeng's spleen was seriously damaged. If he wanted to save his life, he could only save his life.
Perform a partial splenectomy on him immediately!
Zhang Wenhao is also a little worried. Although splenectomy is not a major operation, it at least requires a sufficient operating environment. If he is allowed to perform splenectomy here, Zhang Wenhao is not sure whether it will be successful. Moreover, even if the operation is successful,
, it is also easy to cause infection after surgery.
After hesitating for less than ten seconds, Zhang Wenhao gritted his teeth. If it was not removed, it would be difficult for him to survive. Only removal would give him a chance of survival.
Immediately, Zhang Wenhao immediately found a syringe, cut off the hose in the middle, and inserted one end of the tube into Song Xiaopeng's mouth.
Since splenectomy is to be performed, his gastrointestinal decompression must be decompressed first, otherwise it will easily lead to life-threatening. If you want to decompress the gastrointestinal tract, it can only be done by inserting a gastric tube. Although the syringe hose is not a professional gastrointestinal
No matter, but now I don’t care about this situation so much, as long as I can release the pressure in the gastrointestinal tract!
Lao Xu watched with horror. Not only did this young man make an astonishingly large incision in Song Xiaopeng's abdomen, he even inserted a hose into his stomach. What on earth was this kid doing? Could he?
Can Song Xiaopeng be saved?
Old Xu knew that Song Xiaopeng's life was hanging by a thread now. If Song Xiaopeng really died here, he had an unshirkable responsibility, and this responsibility was so big that he could not bear it no matter what. Now he could only place all his hopes on
As for Zhang Wenhao, if Zhang Wenhao could save Song Xiaopeng, it would be equivalent to saving his own life!
Whenever Zhang Wenhao encounters a critically injured person like this, his top-notch medical skill set takes over his entire brain. At this moment, he has become an extremely professional and focused doctor. There is only one thing he can think about.
The main thing is how to save people!
Partial splenectomy was necessary, and fresh blood was continuously flowing into Song Xiaopeng's body. After the gastric tube was inserted, Song Xiaopeng's gastrointestinal pressure was also released. Zhang Wenhao picked up the scalpel and roughly measured the resection.
After calculating everything, Zhang Wenhao said to the two people holding the blood transfusion: "You first pinch the blood transfusion tube with your fingers, pause the blood transfusion, and then release it after three minutes!"
"But he lost so much blood..."
"No but!" Zhang Wenhao said coldly: "The most important thing for him now is to transfuse small amounts of blood many times. Don't transfuse too much at one time. Tighten the blood transfusion tube. When I ask you to let go, you can let go.
!" (To be continued)!~!
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