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Chapter 94 WSPA

The skills of local doctors may not be up to par, but their professionalism is.

After all, if they can serve in the national hospital, they already represent the top talents in the country.

On Monday, Jack rushed out, and the sound of the moving bed could be heard behind him. Jack glanced out of the corner of his eye to make sure the person was following him, and his speed of assigning tasks did not slow down at all——

"There are no surgical seats in the emergency room. We need to make room outside the chest to ensure that both patients have an operating room available."

"Slan, contact the blood bank center immediately and ask them if they have RH-negative type B blood!"

"If not, contact the medical office to check the file. Before I arrive in the operating room, I want to know if there is a blood source!!"

Silan took a deep breath and ran away.

Not only him, but another local doctor and three nurses all looked solemn...

Professional medical staff all know that if there is no corresponding blood source in this situation, there is no need for treatment.

If RH-negative blood is transfused with RH-positive blood, a hemolytic reaction will occur. Ninety percent of patients will suffer from various emergencies, including chest pain, cardiac arrest, and massive bleeding during blood transfusion.

The hemolytic reaction is like adding diesel to a gasoline car. The combustion chambers of the two engines are set at different ignition points. In the end, the engine burns out and is scrapped.

Zhou Sheng glanced at Jack in astonishment, and he naturally understood what the other party meant.

But, give up treatment?

Watching patients die?

However, as soon as the Virgin's thoughts were born, they were extinguished by reason.

Otherwise, what can we do? Without enough blood source, hemostasis of arterial bleeding cannot be accomplished instantly. In the end, everything done can only be in vain. There are too many patients on site, and it is simply not advisable to waste time on one person, otherwise it will only be done.

It will cause other patients to lose rescue time.

Jack has done what he can...

If there is no blood in the blood bank, just look through the files. If the medical staff can successfully match the blood type, someone can be saved.

But the problem is...

The situation in Africa is not much better than in China. Even though there are many white people there, there is no time to organize blood donations.

What to do? What to do?

Zhou Sheng's brain was running rapidly, but when faced with this kind of thing, there was no second solution even if he thought about it.

"Scan, scan, scan..."

The A-level human body scanning detection function is constantly stimulated.

The blood types of the people being scanned around him appeared on Zhou Sheng's system interface, but the results were completely unsatisfactory.

RH positive, positive, still positive!!

"Zhou Zhou." Tong Han saw a few people arriving and suddenly found his backbone.

Jack's expression changed, and the attitude towards Tong Han in his eyes was clearly one of disdain. In his eyes, this girl could not be called a medical staff at all... But that's the situation. There are specialties in medicine, there are differences between Chinese and Western medicine, and Chinese medicine is a natural

She is not a first aid worker, not to mention that she has been in Zhang Zhongjian's greenhouse. She would not be exposed to this kind of situation at the Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Hands away!" Jack was very rude, threw Tong Han away, and squatted down to check the patient's injuries.

Tong Han cried even harder, but she didn't dare to cry out, she was holding it in.

Zhou Sheng couldn't say anything at this time, so he pulled her up and whispered: "You go to Brother Kong and the others first. The place is too chaotic, there are many outsiders, it's not safe."

While a large number of patients are pouring in, there are also many drivers who are sending people here.

Rolda is really not very safe, and it is not impossible for someone to take advantage of it and do bad things.

"and you……"

"I'm here to help, you go first!"

Tong Han turned around and walked away. She had no idea at all at this time.

After the others left, Jack also made a judgment on the severity of the injury. He raised his head and stared at Zhou Sheng: "Why did you analyze it to be omental artery bleeding? The location of the injury is complicated, and rupture of the small intestine can also cause massive bleeding."

"The patient does not have pneumoperitoneum."

"Even if there is no pneumoperitoneum, the diagnosis of small intestinal rupture cannot be denied."

"First, the patient's injury site is an oblique opening, and the corresponding puncture direction is consistent with the location of the right gastroepiploic artery. Second, the patient's journey to the hospital is too long. Based on the amount of bleeding, it can be deduced that small intestinal rupture must be mixed with a large amount of abdominal fluid. Based on the bleeding state,

Look, the intestines are not damaged and other fluids are leaking out, and the blood condition is normal."

One question and one answer, Zhou Sheng explained clearly and concisely.

The system has already provided an in-depth analysis, and all he has to do is follow the script.

The two faced each other, and the local doctor on the side had already taken out the abdominal puncture kit: "Professor Scott, let's do abdominal puncture!"

Unexpectedly, Jack shook his head directly and said: "No, he said it's okay. It took so long to bring it from Pingyuan Avenue, and the ascites indicator for intestinal rupture has already been excessive. Now I don't have time to do a test for abdominal puncture. I can see the ascites with the naked eye."

The situation is not much different from the blood situation we see now, so we can send it directly to the operating room and open the abdomen for direct examination."

"Give me a helping hand...well, you are very powerful!"

Zhou Sheng smiled bitterly...

sharp?

The system is the most powerful!

He squatted down and together with Jack lifted the patient onto the hospital bed.

Then, he subconsciously curled up the patient's legs and stuffed the medical bag under his legs.

Such an action made Jack's eyes brighten. He raised his legs to change the patient's posture and reduce the abdominal pressure...

People without general surgery related experience would not do this.

At least the doctor behind him didn't think of it.

Combined with what he just said...

It is not very reliable to judge the abdominal injury from the direction of the puncture of the patient's injury, but these words came from Zhou Sheng's mouth with certainty, but they had to attract Jack's attention.

Because he thinks so too.

More than 20 years of abdominal experience and thousands of related surgeries have already developed a certain awareness of visual judgment.

Do the young people in front of me also have this awareness?

Jack can't underestimate the other person, because surgery is also about talent.

It’s just that he couldn’t figure it out. Can Chinese medicine doctors perform Western medicine surgeries? Well, Lao Mo sometimes does surgeries. Although his level is not high, it’s still passable!

Everyone pushed the patient over the mess, pulled out two patients with milder conditions and medical staff from the operating elevator, and rushed directly to the thoracic operating room on the fifth floor.

Just after getting out of the elevator, Silan had already arrived: "There is no blood source in the blood bank center. The medical office is looking through the files, but the person who checked the files said that no one in his impression has RH-negative blood."

The words fell.

Everyone was stunned.

Jack stared down at the unconscious patient for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but close his eyes. There were some words that didn't need to be said, everyone could understand.

"Prepare him for surgery first, and I'll go check on the other patient's condition."

Jack left and hurried into the operating room.

Zhou Sheng watched helplessly as the patient in front of him was pushed into the operating room by the medical staff, but he understood that what was waiting for him was not treatment, but the arrival of the messenger of death...

Corresponding rescue efforts will be carried out, but the result will inevitably be a failure.

The feeling of powerlessness is indescribable.

It seems that a similar encounter has already occurred, but Zhou Yisheng is not yet sensible enough to adapt to all this indifferently.

No elevator resources were occupied, walking down the stairs like a zombie.

Arriving on the first floor, he wanted to look for the treatment team.

But at this moment, there was another wave of vehicle engines rumbling in the hospital square. Not only him, but most people's eyes turned away, for fear that another patient would arrive, and the current situation was beyond the scope of the national hospital's treatment.

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However, when everyone saw the logos of several cars, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"WSPA! Are they here to claim that damn big blackbuck?"

"Damn big black antelope, it's the culprit!"

"This is a troublesome organization. It has so much money to take care of animals. Why doesn't it take care of us?"

"Yes, they are responsible for this!!"

There are many people complaining, most of the patients.

Chinese people are relatively unfamiliar with the WSPA organization, but no one in Africa doesn’t know them——

World Society for the Protection of Animals.

In the early years, a large part of the local people's income was related to wild animals. Rhino horns, rhinoceros skins, ivory... countless animal products were shipped from here to all over the world.

Until the WSPA organization arrived, everything was banned.

Zhou Shengsheng's eyes fell on those people, and his expressions instantly froze...

After a brief pause, he walked towards the square, his pace kept accelerating, accelerating, and finally turned into a run.

On the square.

The bloodstained black antelope lay motionless in the bed of the truck.

The WSPA members who had just got off the truck were all gathered around the truck with complicated expressions.

They knew about the cause of the car accident on the way here. The rare animal in front of them was obviously hopeless. Out of compassion for this rare creature, they were helpless.

But I was relieved about its death.

If it is not dead, it is difficult to decide whether it should be treated or not.

Animals have no intelligence, and they are indeed responsible for the accident, but they cannot judge an animal. However, in the eyes of civilians, in such a large accident, there must be a direction for them to vent their anger.

As soon as I got off the bus, I was chased by countless mocking, disdainful, and indifferent looks.

They were silent, not knowing what to do for a while.

Is it necessary to take away the animal carcass in full view of the public to protect the carcass from being used by criminals for profit? If they dare to do this, they will bear the risk of being beaten.

"It's dead, and there's nothing you can do to save it, right?"

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence.

A dozen people looked back and saw an Asian man in a white coat looking at them with fire in his eyes.

The fire was not anger, but hope.

"But the patients here need your help!"

Everyone was stunned for half a second. A tall, middle-aged white man was the first to come to his senses. His eyes lit up: "You're right! Doctor, what can we do?"

"I need blood transfusion assistance, type B RH is negative, I need you to do a test match immediately!"

The middle-aged white man immediately shook his head: "No, no test is needed. I am type B RH negative and I know my blood type."

"And me, me too!"

"Alan, are you AB or B?"

"Type B, I am type B, but I'm not sure about the RH bloodline."

More than a dozen people rushed to express their opinions.

But in fact, in Zhou Shengsheng's eyes, the conclusion has already been made.

Among the seventeen people, a total of four people meet the RH-negative blood type B. According to the evaluation standards given by the system, these four healthy and strong white people who meet the standards can each provide a blood volume of less than 600CC.

Enough, almost enough!

"Quick, come with me!"


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