On May 14, 2017, there was such a report that was reproduced by many media——
Miracle!
Medical staff persisted in resuscitation, and the man was revived 30 minutes after he died.
The patient's heartbeat, blood pressure, and respiration were all 0, and 10 minutes had passed, which met the death criteria. The hospital's emergency doctors persisted, and after 25 minutes of continuous rescue and more than 3,000 resuscitations, the patient was miraculously 'resurrected'.
First of all, we cannot deny the fact that this patient rescue case was successful. The news media will never make mistakes in defining life and death, but the details of the report have obviously been embellished.
You must know the fact that the brain's tolerance to hypoxia is extremely low. Real hypoxia will cause brain cells to begin to die within five seconds, and more than fifteen seconds will cause real death of the brain.
Some people may find it strange...
No, I can still hold my breath for two or three minutes while swimming. Based on this calculation, I would have died hundreds of times.
In fact, there is a misunderstanding here, and the meaning of hypoxia needs to distinguish between specific situations.
When a person is holding his breath, there is still residual oxygen in the airways and lungs. This process is called incomplete hypoxia. The residual oxygen in the body is indeed enough to support the human body for a period of time. When the residual oxygen in the body is exhausted, the condition is reached.
Complete hypoxia' state.
In this state of 'complete hypoxia', five seconds is enough for brain cells to embark on the road to death.
There are countless reports like this, and the reporters are well-known domestic media.
Indeed, such publicity has a positive publicity effect on medical workers and increases positive energy. However, there is also a huge drawback, misleading readers into thinking that there is still hope for rescue thirty minutes after the 'breathing, heartbeat, and blood pressure' return to zero.
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Zhou Sheng didn't know how much time Xiaohu's grandparents were delayed at home, but he knew that it would take four or five minutes to run at the fastest speed of the old man with such a fat grandson in his arms from the community where Lao Zheng and his wife lived.
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If you add in the rescue process and tracheotomy process in the clinic, the time consumed is unimaginable.
In a hurry, no one would think of calculating time, and in a hurry, the flow of time seems to speed up unknowingly.
until the end...
The system gave the answer.
If the duration of incomplete hypoxia exceeds 10 minutes, the probability of brain cell necrosis is 99.9%.
So, has Zhou Yisheng succeeded?
Yes, it worked!
The result of the first surgery in my life was declared a success with the help of the system.
But for the entire rescue process, this was a huge failure. Although the cause of the failure did not lie with him, and even he tried his best to do everything he should do, but when facing an extreme event for the first time, one's inner feelings cannot be
speech.
If Zhou Sheng had heard what Cheng Huimin said in the elevator that day, he might have understood what the dean meant.
The sense of accomplishment of saving lives and healing the wounded can only be gained when you succeed.
On the contrary, you can imagine what the opposite situation is like when you feel better than marijuana.
One person's emotions can be easily transmitted to others, whether they are happy or sad.
Grandpa is the first person to understand his grandson. Now think about it... yes, it took too long.
He walked over in silence and pulled Zhou Sheng up. He didn't comfort him, but just said: "Get up, the ground is cold."
Sister Liu couldn't help it. From the confusion during the rescue to Zhou Yisheng's strong comeback, she originally thought that the chubby little boy, who was only a few years younger than her son, would be fine, but now -
"Yes, is it too late? Is it really too late? In your lifetime, tell Sister Liu!"
Zhou Shouming frowned and wanted to scold him, but hesitated.
On the other hand, Zhou Sheng shed tears when he turned around: "We tried our best, maybe... there will be a good result."
Good results?
Bet on that 0.1 possibility?
Zhou Zhou always thought his words were funny.
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Xicheng Hospital.
The closest tertiary hospital to the clinic is three kilometers and four streets away.
Xicheng is underdeveloped, and there are few traffic jams during the evening rush hour. Regardless of traffic problems, it only takes about eight minutes to reach the hospital at normal driving speed.
The ambulance only took six minutes.
Picking up cars, receiving doctors, and rescuing people, Wuyangyang's emergency department is a mess, but it is orderly in the chaos.
Lao Zheng and his wife collapsed emotionally and were stopped outside the emergency room. Only his father, Zhou Congshu, was questioned by the receiving doctor and only answered a few sentences -
"Yes, the airway is blocked. The old man said it was caused by jelly when he sent it."
"The Hai's first aid method was ineffective, so we had to perform an emergency tracheotomy..."
"You did it? Do you have a license?!"
Dad's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said: "Yes, I do it. Can I open a clinic without a practicing certificate?"
The otolaryngologist who had just arrived at the side took a glance: "So it's an ear, nose and throat? A low incision, that's awesome. The foreign body is blocking the second tracheal ring. If you routinely incise 2-4 tracheal rings, it will be considered intubation."
You can't breathe even with first aid, it's jelly! How did you find out?"
After a brief moment of exclamation, Dad was sent out under the astonished eyes of a group of doctors.
But he was also confused.
I was also shocked when I carefully recalled the knowledge about the trachea that had been lost in the brain groove for a long time.
In that case, who can think about where the jelly is stuck?
In his panic, the son probably didn't count the tracheal rings and went under the knife directly.
This is...
A blind cat meets a dead mouse?
Inside the emergency department.
Old Zheng and his wife were still crying. Old lady Zheng was already crazy and almost in a state of insanity. Fortunately, when she saw Zhou Congshu, she didn't punch or kick her again. Her emotions were not enough to support her normal thinking.
Before, I was immersed in panic and self-blame.
Old man Zheng still had some logic. Zhou Congshu and the nurse tried to console him and got the phone number for Zheng's son. Two old men alone could not make the decision in the hospital.
The call was made by a nurse, but Zhou Congshu didn't interrupt.
After the first aid was over, he now had to consider the problem from a realistic perspective.
Once the knife is under the knife, there is an implication. The extent of the trouble caused by the clinic depends on the final rescue result and the attitude of the Zheng family. And more importantly...
As the old man said, you must definitely kill one thing——
It was Zhou Congshu who performed the surgery, not Zhou Sheng!!
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About half an hour.
The Zheng family's son and daughter-in-law arrived late.
In the city of Qinzhong, it is already very fast to rush from work to the hospital not far from home.
Rescue operations are still ongoing...
At this time, Zhou Congshu took the initiative to tell him everything.
The son and daughter-in-law did not say anything, and they were in a state of hesitation and confusion. It was not until another twenty minutes passed that the otolaryngologist who had spoken to Zhou Congshu came out and called out: "Family members, Zheng
Have Xiaohu’s family members arrived..."
The daughter-in-law stopped her parents from letting her pass. The Zheng family's son quickly came forward and followed the doctor towards the office.
Zhou Congshu thought for a while and followed him until he reached the door: "Let me observe? I am a rescue doctor."
That man looked at Zhou Congshu, how could he not understand his thoughts?
It takes a lot of courage to rescue someone in a clinic and perform a surgery. But behind this courage comes a huge responsibility. As a doctor, he could understand Zhou Congshu's worries and let him follow him in.
In the office, the doctor brought two glasses of water to the two of them, took a breath, and then turned to the topic——
"It's hard to say what's going on at the moment, but his vital signs have stabilized."
Hearing this, the Zheng family's son breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, if the vital signs were stable, there should be hope, and the doctor's wording was not 'temporarily', but already.
But Zhou Congshu's expression was unclear. While waiting for dozens of minutes, he had already anticipated various outcomes. As a doctor, he knew the seriousness of the problem caused by long-term hypoxia.
However, now, it is difficult for him to speak, and he has to wait for the doctor to tell him everything.
The son of the Zheng family is an impatient man. At the age of twenty-seven or eight, he is full of vitality. It is when he feels that he can bear all the pressure and stand upright: "Doctor, please tell me, as long as a person is still alive, what kind of
We can all accept the result."
The doctor looked at him meaningfully, but was silent for a few seconds. The matter was not as simple as the family thought, but doctors always have to give orders——
"Long-term brain hypoxia will lead to brain cell necrosis. Judging from the current situation, the child has lost the function of spontaneous breathing and needs to use a ventilator to provide oxygen. This involves a medical concept. After brain cell necrosis, it will cause
Two results..."
"One is what we often call a vegetative state. The brain still has low-level reflexes and there is a possibility of awakening."
"The other is that there are no reflexes and the patient is in a brain-dead state, but can still rely on a ventilator to complete the human body's functional circulation. However, based on current scientific judgment, the possibility of the patient waking up is zero."
"For the time being, we believe that the result is the former. The brain waves still exist, but the patient is too young, and the brain and body functions are not fully developed. No one can guarantee whether it will worsen in the future. Do you...understand?"
Got it?
The Zheng family's son told the doctor using body language that he understood.
The man who stood upright a moment ago has fallen down like a puddle of mud in this second, tears bursting out of his eyes, and his wails echoed through the room, penetrated the door panel, and echoed throughout the emergency department...