"No, give the patient oxygen first." Xie Wanying finished giving the first instruction.
Inhale oxygen. Guo Zihao remembered this important step, turned around and took two steps back to find the oxygen bag that was brought to the plane along with the medicine box from the ambulance. At the same time, he opened the lid of the medicine box and took out the disposable oxygen tube bag, unsealed it, and connected the tube to the oxygen bag.
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When he turned around and took the prepared oxygen bag, he was about to go to the left to give oxygen to the middle-aged and elderly aunt. Suddenly he realized: Hey, why did Doctor Xie go to the right?
"Come here and give this patient oxygen." Xie Wanying said to him.
Guo Zihao's eyes were dumbfounded. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Dr. Xie was good or not.
"Hurry up, he's hypoxic." Xie Wanying urged.
After all, it was a new nurse who, unlike the experienced nurse sister, could not quickly judge the situation.
Clinically, whether a patient is hypoxic or not is an indicator of the condition that can be said to be comparable to blood pressure.
Fever is not the most important symptom of this young man. In the eyes of experienced medical staff, the cyanosis on his lips is what medical staff need to pay most attention to.
As for the middle-aged and elderly aunt who was whining, she said she might be suspected of having a myocardial infarction, but her face was quite rosy and her breathing was fine. Myocardial infarction is not just about chest pain, but there are other accompanying symptoms.
The identification of symptoms related to pain has always been easy for novices to misdiagnose clinically.
After being awakened, Guo Zihao immediately turned to give oxygen to the patient on the right side.
Putting on the stethoscope she carried with her, Xie Wanying stood by her seat and prepared to auscultate the patient.
The old aunt on the left saw that the doctor ignored her, stretched out her hand and yelled: "Where is the doctor?"
"Wait a minute, the doctor will look at this patient before he sees it for you." Guo Zihao turned around and explained to the patient.
Hearing what he said, the old aunt stared at the two of them: I am going to die, your doctor won't come to see me and see other patients?
After a while, the old aunt discovered that there were far more than just young people competing with her for a doctor, which instantly made her nervous.
"Doctor, doctor." From the back seat, two young parents holding a baby rushed up to intercept the doctor, "My child has a fever and is vomiting."
"Don't worry." Guo Zihao stopped the young parents, "Wait a minute, the doctor will see this patient before he shows it to your children."
"My child, do I have to see it first?" The other party's family members were not happy and asked.
It can be seen that these young parents have formed the concept that children are the most important in this society when they take their children wherever they go, and other groups have to make way for their children wherever they go.
I was really afraid that I would be jumped in line again. The old aunt stretched out her hand and started to pull the medical staff: "Oh, I'm in terrible pain. Doctor, please help me take a look first."
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious -" Guo Zihao tried hard to maintain medical order at the scene.
Since he was a newbie, he couldn't be as bluffing as a seasoned nurse, so his voice seemed a bit weak.
Seeing this weakness, other patients and their families immediately kicked their noses in the face.
"You ask the doctor to look at our child first." The father of the sick child pointed at Guo Zihao's nose and made a gesture of protecting his child.
The old aunt grabbed Guo Zihao's hand and refused to let go: "I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to die, I'm going to die -"
Each of these patients shouted that they were going to die. Guo Zihao, who had never experienced such a chaotic scene, was as if he was standing in a hurricane circle and was being shaken from side to side, not knowing what to do.
