It seemed that Dr. Xie's idea coincided with his plan. Since she was the one who was protecting the baby across the womb during the labor process, she should be the one who knew the baby's condition best. Song Xuelin decisively made way for her and said: "Okay.
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Xie Wanying stood up. This time she had to adjust her two hands for cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Her left hand supporting her back moved to the left, slightly tilting the baby's body to the right. The two fingers of her other hand continued to follow the instructions.
The original method is to press down on the sternum.
Song Xuelin, who cooperated with her, removed the breathing mask from the child's mouth and nose, and gently pried open the child's small mouth with his fingers.
Xie Wanying called to the two classmates around her: "Bring the smallest suction tube and syringe."
Finally, they had a chance to take action. Lin Hao and Li Qian rushed into the nearest room to look for them. These two things were relatively easy to find. They brought them over soon.
Lin Hao put on gloves and helped Song Xuelin keep the child's mouth open.
Li Qian stood by and helped deliver things to a group of them at any time.
Holding one end of the suction tube, Song Xuelin visually checked whether the diameter of the tube was suitable, and then connected the other end of the tube to the syringe.
Because the tube is very thin, it needs to be pinched with fingertips during operation. Song Xuelin's gloved hands were once again wet with sweat, and his forehead was sweating again. Tonight, his nerves were stretched to the extreme and were about to break at any time.
Bang, Li Qian turned on the medical flashlight he carried with him and helped him shine into the child's mouth.
"Move the finger you use to open your mouth a little to the left. The other one, take the flashlight, lift it up and down." Song Xuelin directed the two of them to assist, but there was no way, these two guys didn't have the ability of Dr. Xie. If it was Dr. Xie
, and the matter was settled directly without him needing to speak at all.
Although Lin Hao and the others did not like his character, they also knew that they could only listen to his words at this moment, and the two of them followed his actions.
Finally, all preparations were in place.
Song Xuelin made a forward movement, attracting the tip of the tube to penetrate deep into the child's mouth.
It is necessary to get as close to the child's trachea as possible, so as to have a chance to suck out the obstruction. Without a laryngoscope, such an operation is like blind insertion of a tracheal intubation, which is simply unimaginable.
Lin Hao and Li Qian were too nervous to vent their anger, but they both knew that this operation would be equally difficult for Song Xuelin, who was called a genius by his teachers.
After reaching a certain depth, Song Xuelin stopped holding the suction tube with his hand and said, "Doctor Xie, do you think this angle is correct?"
It seems that the great talent in Beidu doesn't have complete self-confidence anymore and needs to ask someone.
Li Qi'an grabbed the clothes in his mind and looked at classmate Xie.
Classmate Xie is indeed a different kind. He is never as nervous as them. Apart from the sweat on his face, his eyes are very calm.
"I think there's nothing wrong with your perspective, Dr. Song." Xie Wanying replied.
Song Xuelin thought about what she said and made some comments: "I personally think that I might not be able to get in."
"Dr. Song, I know your concerns. The worst thing about blind insertion is that we may be able to see the epiglottis but not the glottis. We can only rely on feeling." Xie Wanying said, "It doesn't matter, we will cooperate with you."
Lin Hao and Li Qian looked at each other: Mr. Xie is talking like a boss teacher at the moment, trying to back up the students.
If anyone else said this, Song Xuelin would definitely be suspicious. But Dr. Xie was different. He had worked with him before.
