Yun Qiao was watching, and many people were watching.
The doctor named Zhang Qi is about the same age as Zhou Mulian and has a very steady hand.
For a simple infusion bottle, pour out half the bottle of water, then cut off the heads and tails of the two infusion tubes, leaving only the two empty long tubes, put them in, and tie the mouth of the bottle tightly with a medical bandage; disinfect the patient's body and puncture with a scalpel
, and then probe an infusion tube into the patient's pleural cavity.
Soon, the half-full bottle of physiological saline in the infusion bottle began to bubble.
The onlookers don't understand.
However, several doctors saw clearly, and their expressions were not very good: "There is really a pneumothorax."
"Hurry up and call and ask the hospital to drive over to pick you up. Our car is not suitable for laying patients flat."
"Zhang Qi, you were decisive! You really saved his life!"
Zhang Qi relaxed at this moment, sat down next to the patient, and said to his colleagues: "Hurry up and call the hospital to pick him up.
Mine is too simple, so be sure not to get infected."
After that, he raised his head to look at the onlookers.
Among the crowd, he saw Yun Qiao.
The air in the patient's pleural cavity needs to be slowly discharged; and what Zhang Qi made is the simplest one-way valve device - three bottles should be used, and the sealing should be better.
But rescuing people outside the hospital is just like on the battlefield. It requires decisiveness and even more luck.
Zhang Qi left the patient to his colleagues and waited for the hospital to pick him up. He wiped his hands, stood up and walked towards Yun Qiao: "Miss..."
"You can call me Mrs. Xi."
Yun Qiao reminded him.
Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment and immediately changed his words: "Madam, thank you very much just now! Are you a doctor or a nurse?"
"I'm a medical student."
Yun Qiao said.
"Medical Students?"
Zhang Qi was slightly surprised, "Are you from Yancheng University?"
Now among universities across the country, Yancheng University has opened a medical department.
Others may not know it, but these doctors know it very well.
"yes."
Yun Qiao said.
“Isn’t it a major you just opened?
The first year is not over yet, do you know so much?"
Zhang Qi was even more surprised.
"I also taught myself a bit."
Yun Qiao said.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Qi said that he was a doctor in the surgery department of Boji Hospital, and even invited Yun Qiao to work in Boji Hospital after graduation.
He also left a phone number for Yun Qiao.
"Mrs. Xi, please also leave me your phone number and address. I will contact you frequently in the future."
Zhang Qidao.
Yun Qiao: "I'll leave you my teacher Zhou Mulian's phone number."
"Zhou Mulian?"
Zhang Qi was surprised again, "Is it the same name, or has he returned to China?
I have a junior brother who is an amazingly talented doctor..."
He is one year ahead of Zhou Mulian.
Yun Qiao said they were the same person.
Zhang Qi was very impressed. Yun Qiao took the opportunity to leave him the phone number of Zhou Mulian's office and asked him to call when he arrived in Yancheng. He also left him his mailing address so that he could send a telegram to Zhou Mulian.
After some conversation, the hospital car over there came and picked up the patient and the doctor.
Zhang Qi also said goodbye and rushed to the hospital.
The patient woke up after arriving at the hospital.
"...I went to work the next day, overslept, ran to work and was hit by a car."
The patient told Zhang Qi and other doctors.
The doctors took a breath.
No wonder the lungs were torn.
"Why don't you see a doctor?"
"The man compensated me. I didn't break my arms or legs, and I don't want to cause trouble."
The patient said, "I was late for a while and didn't bother to have breakfast. I always thought it was a stomachache and I felt out of breath."
Zhang Qi looked at this young man and felt that he was blessed with great fortune.
The patient thanked Zhang Qi repeatedly.
When the doctors and nurses were doing their rounds, they also told him about Zhang Qi's rescue in the coffee shop. He was grateful that he had saved his life.
His parents also heard about it and wanted to kowtow to Zhang Qi.
Zhang Qi told the patient: "You tell the customer that your chest hurts, and she sees the problem.
It’s all a credit to you and that customer, but I did the easiest thing.”
The patient was slightly surprised: "That beautiful lady?
I didn't tell her..."
Zhang Qi: "What?"
"I didn't tell her this.
I don’t know what chest pain is, I always think it’s stomach pain.”