Zhang Weiming brought several doctors to the postoperative area.
From the surgical marks on the patient's body, we can understand the patient's current condition and see if we need help.
He also wanted to find out the details of Tianhua's three "masters".
After looking around, Zhang Weiming found that the doctors sent by Tianhua were of high quality.
In my team, I am the only one who can handle critically ill patients.
There are three coming from the opposite side!
In addition, he is a general surgeon. Even if he can perform surgeries involving the heart and nerves, there is no way to guarantee such a high success rate.
The surgeries performed by Tianhua's doctors are not only difficult and cover a wide range of areas, but they are also performed very cleanly.
This is disaster relief. Surgery is performed in an extremely strict environment and an atmosphere of urgency. Being able to get such a good score comes from a solid foundation and long-term good surgical habits.
Zhang Weiming has also participated in many disaster relief efforts, and most of the time he can only provide symptomatic treatment.
However, Tianhua’s doctors managed to cure the root cause!
There is a difference between treating the symptoms and treating the root cause.
Symptomatic means that whatever symptoms the patient has, the drug can be directly given to relieve them.
If it bleeds, stop the bleeding. If it hurts too much, give me an injection of analgesia or pethidine.
Most patients close their eyes before surgery.
Cure the root cause of the disease, which can completely kill the disease and allow the patient to receive complete treatment.
The situation before me was different from any previous experience.
The treatment rate is high, and the mood of the patients in the postoperative area is very stable.
When doctors and nurses work in this atmosphere, they have light inside.
This is the value of top doctors!
Just like on the battlefield, although a soldier king cannot represent the entire combat effectiveness of the entire team, as long as the soldier king is there, the team will have the spiritual support to complete difficult tasks.
Zhang Weiming's mood changed from dissatisfaction at the beginning to heartfelt admiration.
At the same time, he also felt guilty secretly.
It is hundreds of kilometers away from Kun City to Ruina, and the transportation is extremely inconvenient, but Tianhua is even further away!
They deserve this first prize!
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Zhao Yuan rested for two hours, washed briefly, ate something, and immediately rushed to the operating vehicle.
There were several people standing in front of the operating cart, many of them unfamiliar faces.
Tong Zheng was talking to one of them. When he saw Zhao Yuan appear, he waved to Zhao Yuan.
"Zhao Yuan, let me introduce to you, this is Director Zhang Weiming of Dian Provincial People's Hospital."
Zhang Weiming didn't know Zhao Yuan well, so he took the initiative to pat Zhao Yuan on the shoulder, "Young people can get more training on such occasions. It's your luck to follow Lao Tong, you can learn a lot!"
Tong Zheng smiled and said, "Brother Weiming, you are wrong. Although Zhao Yuan is my apprentice, he is better than his master. He has the highest treatment rate and the lowest transport rate for seriously ill patients."
Because the number of helicopters is limited, patients who are still in poor condition after surgery will be transferred to rear hospitals.
The low transfer rate shows that Zhao Yuan's initial treatment success rate is very high, the patient's postoperative condition is very stable, and there is no need to occupy this precious resource.
Zhang Weiming glanced at Zhao Yuan in surprise, "Really? Young people are terrible."
Only then did Zhang Weiming realize that Zhao Yuan was one of the three critical surgeons.
Pan Yang trotted over from a distance, came to Tong Zheng and Zhang Weiming, and said breathlessly, "The leaders are here to inspect the situation in the camp. Director Tong, Director Zhang, please don't perform surgery for the time being. Wait until the leaders complete the inspection."
Let’s start the operation.”
Tong Zheng smiled helplessly, "Oh, it's really a headache to engage in formalism."
Zhang Weiming said: "It cannot be said to be formalism. Leaders need to understand the specific situation and respond in a timely manner. Wherever there is something missing or any problem encountered, they will coordinate and deal with it."
Tong Zheng was not used to the scene, but he still frowned and followed Pan Yang towards a tent.
Zhao Yuan put on surgical clothes and began to wash his hands. Seeing that Zhang Qinmo was also ready, he said, "Let's start the operation!"
Zhang Qinmo just woke up and was in a trance. When he heard about the operation, his eyes instantly started to shine.
Tong Zheng and Zhang Weiming came to the tent where patients were concentrated.
Several government officials wearing white shirts and trousers were talking cordially with the patients.
Judging from their complexions and clothes, they are not as calm as before.
"This is Dr. Tong from Tianhua Hospital in Guangdong Province." Pan Yang took the initiative to introduce him to them.
"I have always wanted to meet you before. I came here several times and you were always undergoing operations. You rushed to the scene from thousands of miles away. We will always keep this feeling in our hearts." A middle-aged man in the leader said emotionally.
Tong Zheng lamented, "At this time, we medical staff must shoulder our responsibilities. However, in the face of the scourge, our power is too insignificant."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said seriously: "Okay, you still have many people to save, so I won't bother you too much and waste your time."
The middle-aged man shook hands with Tong Zheng vigorously and left immediately with the others.
There is no politeness or formality, but every word is expressed with gratitude from the bottom of my heart.
Tong Zheng took a deep breath, his eyes firm.
With united efforts, I believe there is no threshold that cannot be crossed.
Arriving at the operating cart, Tong Zheng glanced at Zhao Yuan's position. He had already begun to treat patients.
Tong Zheng and Bai Lu joked, "We have to improve our efficiency. We cannot be left too far behind by Zhao Yuan."
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On the fourth day of the flash flood, the number of people involved in disaster relief increased significantly.
With the support of a large number of modern machines, many people were rescued in time.
The damage caused by the disaster was also controlled.
Siam, the country next door, also suffered unprecedented floods. Compared with China, the situation seemed tragic.
The rescue force is not enough and medical resources are even scarcer. They have to ask for international help...
Looking back on the last century, China was in a state of shortage of materials and extremely low living standards. It was also helpless when encountering such a disaster.
But with decades of development, China now provides less and less international assistance. When one side is in trouble, all parties support it. Relying on mutual support from brotherly provinces, China has the confidence and ability to withstand all kinds of problems without relying on external forces.
Danger.
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After Zhao Yipeng inspected the temporary camp, he found that the situation was good and his dull mood relaxed a little.
Everyone is working overloaded in their respective positions. There are soldiers on the front line, and there are doctors who stay behind to provide life support.
He has worked in Ruina for many years, working his way up from the grassroots level step by step, and has experienced many difficulties. This task is undoubtedly the most arduous.
He hopes more than anyone else to minimize disasters.
Fortunately among the misfortunes, the timely arrival of Tianhua and several medical teams saved many lives and boosted morale.
There was a stabbing pain in my chest.
Zhao Yipeng covered his heart and rubbed it vigorously.
Immediately, he took out a box of medicine from his pocket, poured two pills into the palm of his hand, slapped it into his mouth, raised his head and drank it. The colic pain was slightly relieved.
The secretary said softly: "You haven't slept for several days in a row. There is still some time before the next inspection location. If you want to rest for a while, I will call you in advance."
Zhao Yipeng waved his hand, "Where can I sleep?"
Xiaogou Village is a key location for fighting this flood. If the diversion canal cannot be built in time, the flood will flatten three towns and directly threaten the city center.
He must keep an eye on the fortifications at the site, complete the task within the estimated time, and minimize the losses caused by the disaster.
The secretary stared at his boss with a lot of emotions in his heart.
Long-term and high-intensity work makes him look particularly old, but in fact he is only thirty-five years old.
Zhao Yipeng is a famous hard-working man. With his hard work, the whole city of Ruina is full of vitality.
Unfortunately, sudden floods have become a nightmare.
It destroyed the homes of the people and made countless of his hard work go to waste.
However, when something happened, he was not discouraged, but actively dealt with the problem.
The proper resettlement of the victims this time was the result of his early prediction and scientific disaster response.
Arrive at the diversion channel of Xiaogou Village.
The huge machine was working in the rain. The soldiers were carrying sandbags and rushing back and forth. Under the guidance of the person in charge, Zhao Yipeng came to the most critical position. Looking at the rushing torrent, he was struck by the sandbags again and again. His face was exposed.
Worry.
Suddenly, an exclamation came from ten meters to the right, and Zhao Yipeng ran in that direction.
The secretary reminded softly, "It's very dangerous over there."
Zhao Yipeng glared at his secretary, "Don't those soldiers know the danger?"
The built embankment was breached, and the soldiers jumped into the water one after another. They held hands, shoulder to shoulder, closed their eyes, bit their lips, held out their chests, and blocked the torrent with their bodies.
When Zhao Yipeng saw a soldier being knocked down by the flood, he jumped into the water without hesitation and took his place.
The secretary stood on the river embankment, looking at Zhao Yipeng who was working so hard, with blurred eyes.
Can't tell if it's tears or rain.
Under Zhao Yipeng's influence, he also jumped into the water.
There are more and more people.
Everyone used their mortal bodies as embankments to slow down the impact of the water flow and gain time.
Fill the gap with sandbags again.
The dike has not been breached...
Zhao Yipeng climbed up the river embankment with difficulty, and suddenly there was a roar in his ears.
The ground soaked in mud and water seemed to be upside down...
