Myocardial infarction is a fatal disease, but if you choose a better place to have the disease, such as a hospital, and have a better rescuer beside you, such as someone who knows how to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation, then the chance of survival is still very high.
Rather than simply happening in the hospital, a better situation is for a myocardial infarction to happen in front of an emergency doctor.
Rather than happening in front of an emergency doctor, the best situation is that the deputy director of the emergency center and the leader of the chest pain department of the Fourth Central Hospital is standing in front of him. And the place where it happened is a well-equipped teaching operating room.
There was a commotion in the operating room. The orthopedic surgeons who were doing embroidery with scissors just now dropped their surgical scissors and rushed towards their director.
"Why are you panicking!" Director Liu yelled at these strong men, "Go back to work! How can you be so frightened like this after just a heart attack?"
The angry shouts of the deputy director of the emergency department made them regain some composure. However, they still did not disperse, looking anxiously at Zheng Guoyou lying on the ground and Sun Lien who was doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation beside Zheng Guoyou.
"The car is here." The most indispensable thing in the hospital operating room is the emergency car. After all, no one knows how dangerous the patient will be during emergency surgery. The young nurse Hu Jia grabbed the ambulance and took three steps.
He rushed to Sun Lien's side and shouted, "Make room, I'm going to put the electrodes on."
At this time, it was obvious that there was absolutely no corruption in the operating room procurement of the Fourth Central Hospital. The disposable surgical gown on Director Zheng was so strong that Sun Lien even tore it four or five times without tearing it open. In order to expose the skin as quickly as possible to attach the electrodes
In the end, Sun Lien used the surgical scissors handed over by Liu Tangchun to barely cut off Director Zheng's clothes.
"Ventricular fibrillation waveform, get the defibrillator!" The waveform on the ECG monitor was messy. As soon as the electrode pad was attached to Director Zheng's skinny skin, the monitor emitted a sharp alarm. Liu Tangchun glanced at the waveform
Tu, turned around and brought the defibrillator. "Charge, get out of the way!"
Conductive gel was applied haphazardly on the two electrode plates of the defibrillator by Director Liu. Before he could finish saying "get out of the way", Sun Lien moved away.
"Boom!" Director Zheng's body suddenly bounced upward, like a fish on the verge of suffocation, struggling for the last time.
"It hasn't recovered yet, try again!" Liu Tangchun frowned, "Charge for the second time, 210 joules, get out of the way!"
With the second click, Zheng Guoyou's body bounced again.
Some of the young nurses who were observing were already wiping away tears. This is what happens with defibrillation. As the number of electric shocks increases, the possibility of being rescued also plummets.
"The third time!" Liu Tangchun did not show any anxiety or urgency. He just looked at the still chaotic and irregular electrocardiogram and continued to repeat the electric shock. "Get out of the way!"
Sun Lien watched Liu Tangchun repeat the electric shock, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. It was a strange feeling, as if a hand was grabbing his heart, and then slowly holding it.
He slowly looked at Director Zheng's face, trying to find any sign of life on it.
"Zheng Guoyou, male, 61 years old, ventricular fibrillation (2/5 times away from successful defibrillation), large-scale myocardial infarction."
And...twice? Sun Lien suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the series of numbers. With the fourth defibrillation, Zheng Guoyou's body beat again. However, the amplitude of the beat this time was far less than the previous three times.
The little nurses secretly wiped away their tears and sobbed louder and louder. Even Liu Tangchun was a little shaken. He held the electric shock device in both hands and delayed the fifth defibrillation.
The last life-saving defibrillation shock.
Sun Lien looked at Director Zheng Guoyou, who was lying on the ground with an ashen complexion, and then at Liu Tangchun, who seemed to be planning to give up the rescue. Suddenly he gritted his teeth and snatched the defibrillator from Liu Tangchun's hand.
"The fifth defibrillation, charge 200...360 joules!" He decided to take a gamble. A doctor who endured severe pain during a heart attack and had to sew the last stitch in the patient's blood vessel before fainting,
You shouldn't fall here. "Get out of the way!"
"Boom!" Zheng Guoyou trembled again.
"Restore sinus rhythm." Liu Tangchun let out a long breath and looked at the beating yellow line on the ECG monitor. Knowing that his old friend's life was temporarily saved, "Push him to the operating room next to him...
He looked at Lin Lan who was still undergoing surgery on the hospital bed, frowned and asked, "Xiao Xu, how long do you think it will take to finish it?"
"The second hole has been opened." Xu Yourong sat on the stool, still not raising his head. Even when Director Zheng suddenly fell backward, Xu Yourong did not move at all. "It can be completed in two hours. Specifically.
It depends on the hematoma."
Liu Tangchun nodded, "Li En, go and ask the nurse station to prepare the hybrid operating room."
Sun Lien put down the defibrillator in his hand and stood up tremblingly with the help of nurse Hu Jia. Between the five defibrillation shocks, he performed chest compressions for about ten minutes continuously. In addition, he did not eat breakfast in the morning.
, now I am too tired to walk.
Upon seeing this situation, the onlookers who were wiping tears in the operating room at first volunteered to inform him. When the anesthesiologist saw that Sun Lien was indeed in poor condition, he also gave up the stool under his buttocks and helped Sun Lien sit down.
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"Xiao Hu." Liu Tangchun frowned and said to Hu Jia, "Go get him a bottle of glucose and let him drink it first."
"No need to go to such trouble." Xu Yourong spoke while sitting in front of the operating table. "If he feels uncomfortable, let him go out to eat something first. Anyway, there is nothing to see in the extraneural surgery. It will take at least an hour for the orthopedic surgeon to repair the skin."
"Damn..." They were discussing how to deal with Sun Lien's hypoglycemia. On the other side, Zheng Guoyou, who was lying on the ground, slowly woke up and said, "It really hurts."
Liu Tangchun hurriedly came over, sat down on the ground next to Zheng Guoyou, and said with a smile, "You old man is very lucky. My heart attack has come to me."
Although he regained consciousness, heart attack took too much toll on a person, and the constant pain in his chest made the elderly Director Zheng a little unable to bear it. He squinted his eyes and said feebly, "This is my Fu Da
You have great destiny and great fortune. But you fell down beside the operating table. What does this have to do with you, an old bastard!"
"It doesn't matter." Liu Tangchun said in amusement, "I gave you four tremors and no reaction at all. Old Liu, I have the heart to sign you up as a martyr so that the entire medical system can learn from it. It's a pity that you don't have this.
My life was revived by this little instrument I brought."
"It's good to be alive." Director Zheng lay on the ground and took a deep breath, "It's better than being a martyr."