While running, I almost bumped into someone, but I didn't pay attention and kept running.
Dr. Xie Wanying and Dr. Pan Shihua passed by this person and had no time to ask him to stop and ask what he was doing. They knew what the other person was anxious to do without even thinking about it.
Time is when life happens again in the hospital, this time on the road inside the hospital.
Dr. Pan Shihua stepped forward before Dr. Xie, rolled up his sleeves and said to Dr. Zhang, "I'll come and take your place for a while."
The hard work must not be taken away by the female top student in the class. Others in the class will scream.
Zhang Desheng was startled when he heard his voice and raised his head.
When he looked up, he didn't see Dr. Pan Shihua, but there was another face in front of him, so close to the patient that he was surprised: "Who is she?"
Doctor Pan turned around and was shocked when he saw the person.
Let's talk about Mr. Wen. He stood there silently, like a fairy, almost merging with the air. It was as if he had just discovered people.
No, no, it’s just that he didn’t notice it. Classmate Xie had already discovered it. Therefore, Classmate Xie didn’t rush away from him, instead of letting him grab the job.
"She is Dr. Wen." Dr. Pan told Dr. Zhang.
"Doctor Wen?"
"Yes, Dr. Wen will be on duty with Yingying tonight."
Doctor Zhang Desheng must have been so anxious that he opened his mouth and asked, "What is she doing here?"
Dr. Pan Shihua: Are you talking about Mr. Wen like that?! Your brain is filled with water!
"Stop pressing it. If you press the rib again, it will be useless." Dr. Wen Zihan said.
"Which department does she belong to?" Dr. Zhang Desheng asked again.
Who, what kind of person, actually criticized him for performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on a patient? It was obvious that the patient's heart had stopped, but what would happen if he didn't do it? Let the patient die?
Doctor Pan Shihua squeezed out: "Chinese doctor——"
"I'm from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I have to perform massage. What are you thinking about?" Dr. Zhang saved some face and didn't tell you whether the doctor of traditional Chinese medicine planned to blow the patient's fairy air to bring him back to life.
Dr. Pan Shihua was too embarrassed to speak. Student Zhang must have lost his mind.
It is understandable that in the current situation, any doctor other than Dr. Zhang Desheng would be crazy. It would be fatal for a patient to die in the hands of a doctor without knowing why.
"I'll give it a hammer. Get out of the way." Dr. Xie Wanying said.
This time, Dr. Zhang Desheng listened. The top female student in the class spoke out because of her strength, and he, Zhang Desheng, admitted defeat.
In a matter of seconds, Dr. Zhang got out of the way.
It was too late and then it was too late. When Dr. Xie was in position and was about to use his trump card to hit the precordial area, Dr. Wen Zihan next to him said: "This is not the time."
"What did you say!" Dr. Zhang Desheng was so anxious that he cursed again.
What do Chinese medicine doctors think when they keep trying to stop people from being rescued at this critical moment of rescue? Are they trying to drag the patient to death?
"Yingying, you do your thing." Zhang Desheng turned around and said to the female top student in the class.
Dr. Xie Wanying was doing her own thing, but she knew that Sister Wen was actually giving her a vaccination by saying this.
Perhaps, she can now accurately beat her heartbeat, but the hammered heartbeat may not last long in the future.
Such cases are actually common in clinical practice. The young doctor worked very hard to revive the dying patient's heartbeat by performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but as a result, after a while, the patient's heartbeat stopped.
It means that doctors can't save patients who are obviously going to die and cannot be treated. This is also why some experienced doctors who can foresee the result can only shake their heads sadly. It's just because it's useless.