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Chapter 193 Viewing from the tree!

"Acute myocardial infarction!"

Zhao Yuan hadn't had time to put on his white coat yet.

There was no doctor coming to treat the patient yet. He knew that it was urgent to save people, so he directly began to conduct a physical examination on the patient.

"How long have you been sick?"

Zhao Yuan asked the patient’s colleagues.

"Thirty minutes!"

Zhao Yuan frowned and his expression became serious.

Thirty minutes does not sound like a long time, but for patients with myocardial infarction, this time has already missed the golden treatment time, and interventional thrombolysis cannot be performed.

The so-called interventional thrombolysis uses a guide wire through the blood vessel to directly reach the blockage and use medicine to open up the blockage.

"How did you get sick?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"After he finished speaking on the stage, he complained of angina pectoris and sweating on his face as soon as he got off the stage. I took him to the hospital. Unexpectedly, in the car, his condition got worse and worse, and he had already lost consciousness."

The man described it fearfully.

Zhao Yuan sighed. If the situation was not right at that time, just call 120 directly. The patient's condition would not be so bad.

The accompanying doctors of 120 can perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the patient, so that the patient can still undergo interventional thrombolysis even if he or she cannot go to the hospital.

Xie Changtian came over after hearing the news and saw that Zhao Yuan had already started interventional treatment, and asked: "How is the situation?"

Zhao Yuan said truthfully: "The situation is not optimistic. Myocardial infarction combined with cerebral infarction is very dangerous, and the prognosis will be very bad."

Xie Changtian also stepped forward to check, and Zhao Yuan's judgment was very accurate.

"Come to the rescue!"

Zhao Yuan went directly to the operating room, brushed his hands, and changed into surgical clothes.

Xie Changtian walked towards Zhao Yuan and whispered in his ear: "The patient's identity is rather special."

During the consultation just now, Zhao Yuan had already guessed that the patient's position was not low, "Are you more stressed than me?"

Xie Changtian smiled for the first time, "I believe in your strength, just go ahead and do it!"

Zhao Yuan understood the implication of Xie Changtian's words.

If the operation is successful, the honor will go to Zhao Yuan; if it fails, it will go to Xie Changtian, who has a higher position.

The fact that Xie Changtian took such good care of Zhao Yuan was not something he was born with. On the one hand, it was because Zhao Yuan was good enough, and on the other hand, Zhao Yuan helped Xie Changtian a lot.

There are more and more people on the corridor outside, all relatives and friends of the patient.

In just a few dozen seconds, Zhao Yuan completed the tracheal intubation and connected a simple artificial respirator.

Subsequently, Zhao Yuan started manual compression and cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Bai Lu walked to Zhao Yuan's side and provided respiratory support to the patient. Sun Liang stood on the other side, ready to replace Zhao Yuan at any time.

Chest compressions and artificial respiration require an average of more than 100 times per minute, so two people often need to take turns.

However, Zhao Yuan did not give Sun Liang a chance.

It wasn't that he wasn't tired, but he was worried that something would go wrong during the handover with Sun Liang, which would result in all his previous efforts being wasted.

Blood and oxygen are necessary for human organs and brain. Cardiopulmonary resuscitation is to allow the heart to continue pumping blood. High-quality cardiopulmonary resuscitation has extremely high requirements on strength, frequency, and degree of artificial respiration.

Outside the operating room, the patient's wife covered her face and choked with sobs, and the people next to her kept comforting her.

I just got the news that when the patient entered the operating room, his condition was very bad, and 90% of the patients could not be saved.

The prognosis is poor, which means that even if he can be rescued, he may become a vegetative state due to cerebral infarction.

"Zhan Bo is a good comrade. He suffered a sudden illness due to overwork. This matter has been known to the leaders. The leaders personally called the director of Tianhua Hospital and asked them to do everything possible to cure him. Please

Believe in doctors, believe in miracles!" The patient's colleagues comforted the patient's wife.

The patient's wife cried even harder when she heard the word "miracle".

Thirty minutes after myocardial infarction, myocardial cells begin to die...

The patient may have had symptoms before the onset of the disease and was unaware of it.

Therefore, when Xie Changtian informed his family about his condition, he did not give them any hope.

In the operating room, Zhao Yuan's expression was solemn.

The patient's condition was much more serious than imagined. The arc of the blood pressure monitor's data turned into a straight line, and even ventricular fibrillation occurred.

The full name of ventricular fibrillation is ventricular fibrillation, which is a common factor causing sudden cardiac arrest and death.

Zhao Yuan shouted "defibrillation", and Bai Lu handed over the defibrillator.

Xie Changtian was slightly startled. Not everyone knows how to use a defibrillator and needs professional training.

The defibrillator delivers a high-intensity electric shock. Improper use can cause the user to suffer from ventricular fibrillation.

Without waiting for anyone to react, Zhao Yuan had completed defibrillation, immediately knelt next to the patient, and quickly compressed his chest.

Xie Changtian breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that this kid has learned so much in school!

Bai Lu wiped Zhao Yuan's sweat and was surprised by Zhao Yuan's focus, calmness and... persistence.

The door of the operating room opened, and Ren Min walked in wearing surgical clothes. He was notified by the superiors of the hospital that he also joined the rescue team. Seeing Zhao Yuan doing rescue work, he couldn't help but frown.

"Let Zhao Yuan perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation alone? Is it too forced?"

Xie Changtian had a worried look on his face, "It's been going on for twenty minutes, and he hasn't given Sun Liang a chance."

Ren Min saw what Zhao Yuan was thinking, "He was worried that Sun Liang's lack of experience and wrong cardiopulmonary resuscitation would make the patient's condition worse."

Xie Changtian nodded slightly and prepared to step forward to replace Zhao Yuan.

Ren Min blocked Xie Changtian, and Xie Changtian glanced at Ren Min and knew that he was planning to take action.

Ren Min is indeed a good hand at cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

He has saved many cardiac arrest patients from death.

Of course, he knew that the patient in front of him was not so easy to save.

"Zhao Yuan, you rest for a while, I'll take over!"

As soon as Ren Min finished speaking, her expression froze.

Bai Lu said in surprise, "The heart rhythm is normal!"

Although the heart rhythm is normal, it does not mean that the rescue is successful, but it at least means that he is alive.

Ren Min glanced at Xie Changtian and gave a thumbs up.

There was admiration and admiration during the operation.

"It's amazing!"

"This cardiopulmonary resuscitation is so incredible! It's like robbing someone from the hands of death!"

Xie Changtian breathed a sigh of relief, "The next step is interventional treatment. Are the people outside the chest here?"

Ren Min glanced at Zhao Yuan, who was pale, and reminded Bai Lu with a smile, "Hurry up and feed Xiao Zhao some glucose. Look at how weak he is..."

Zhao Yuan only felt that his hands were not in control, and his whole body felt as if he had been fished out of the water, and he was covered in sweat.

Outside the operating room.

The patient's wife cried and fainted several times.

The patient is the backbone of the family, relying on his identity and connections to support many people. If he were to die, not only would the family be broken up, but the entire family would also be involved.

The lead door opened, Sun Liang took off his mask and asked loudly: "Who is the patient's family member? Come and sign!"

The patient's wife rushed over and said, "I am, I am! How is my family doing?"

"Due to timely rescue, the patient's spontaneous heart rhythm has recovered, and blood pressure and blood oxygen saturation have tended to improve. Next, interventional treatment is recommended to open the infarcted blood vessels..."

"You mean he's alive?"

Sun Liang smiled and nodded.

The wife burst into tears again.

This time I cried with joy...


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