Mo Shao, please don't be sentimental

In the ward, the attending doctor was standing next to Cheng Ziyi's bed, performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation for her.

The nurse at the side also quickly brought over the oxygen mask and put it on for her.

On the machine next to her, it showed a sharp drop in blood pressure and a straight line of heartbeat. Even with constant pressure from the doctor, there was still no trace of beating.

Lin Ranzhu, who had just turned back, frowned.

How could this be?
She was obviously fine when she had the infusion just now.

"Will there be internal bleeding, because the bleeding area is too small, so the instrument did not detect it?" The other doctors looked at the instrument and couldn't help asking.

The doctor who was pressing nodded while pressing: "It's not impossible, but the top priority now is to restore her breathing and heartbeat, so that we can further find out what caused it."

The doctor next to him nodded, seeing him sweat profusely from the pressure, he hurried over and said, "Let me do it."

The previous doctor nodded, then stepped aside.

And Lin Ranzhu was watching from the sidelines, thinking quickly.

After a car accident, the scariest thing is internal bleeding.

Not to mention that it is extremely difficult to find out, when something happens, there may already be a lot of blood in the body, which is very difficult to treat.

And the two doctors were not wrong to think of that first.

After all, internal bleeding can lead to a dramatic drop in blood pressure and a condition in which the heart stops beating.

It's just that, generally speaking, most of the wounded with internal bleeding are pale and bloodless due to excessive blood loss.

However, why did Cheng Ziyi's face turn blue, as if he was obstructed in breathing?

Thinking of this, she hurried to the bedside, took out Cheng Ziyi's case, and looked at it carefully.

I saw penicillin allergy written in the column of precautions above.

Her expression changed, and she quickly looked at the infusion bottles, only to see that the anti-inflammatory drug was indeed not penicillin.

What is going on here?
"It still doesn't work, bring the defibrillator!" The heartbeat still did not recover, and the vital signs became less and less obvious, the doctor performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation immediately shouted.

Soon, the nurses sprang into action.

Lin Ranzhu thought for a while, then stepped forward and took off Cheng Ziyi's oxygen mask.

The surrounding doctors and nurses were taken aback for a moment.

After all, everyone knows the grievances between them.

Because of this incident yesterday, the two of them were taken away by the police.

Now that Lin Ranzhu did this suddenly, wouldn't it delay the rescue?
The face of the attending doctor changed, and he immediately said to Lin Ranzhu: "Dean Lin, you are good at acupuncture, not first aid. I am the patient's attending doctor. Please don't interfere with my work."

Lin Ranzhu was taken aback, and immediately wanted to understand why he said that.

But she didn't give any explanation, but directly opened Cheng Ziyi's mouth and looked inside.

Then, with a serious expression, he immediately said: "The throat is swollen, it is an allergic symptom, get ready for adrenaline!"

The attending doctor was taken aback, and hurried over to check.

Sure enough, Cheng Ziyi's throat was so swollen that almost no gap could be seen, and he couldn't breathe at all.

Well, this oxygen mask is simply useless.

The doctor in charge looked ashamed: "I'm sorry, Dean Lin, I..."

"Don't talk so much, hurry up and rescue him!" However, before he could finish speaking, Lin Ranzhu said directly.

The attending doctor nodded, immediately took the epinephrine from the nurse, and gave Cheng Ziyi an injection.

Epinephrine has the effects of exciting the heart, raising blood pressure and relaxing bronchial smooth muscle, and it can take effect in a very short time.

So, not long after, I saw Cheng Ziyi breathing weakly, and his heartbeat also fluctuated.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Lin Ranzhu still said: "The time of hypoxia is too long, and such a severe allergic condition may lead to more serious things. I suggest that it is better to conduct further examinations."

The attending doctor didn't have any objection this time, but nodded very ashamedly.

Lin Ranzhu didn't say anything more, because she cared more about why this happened than about grievances.

So, she thought for a while and said, "Also, keep all the medicines given to the patient, and find out what made the patient allergic. We must prevent this kind of thing from happening again."

"Yes." The attending doctor immediately agreed, and then acted without delay.

Lin Ranzhu let out a long breath, and then went out again.

But outside the door, Mo Yuhan was standing there, looking at her deeply.

Lin Ranzhu's eyes lit up, and he walked over immediately: "Are you done talking?"

"En." Mo Yuhan took her hand habitually.

Lin Ranzhu suddenly looked curious: "Then what did he tell you? Did he reveal his identity, and did he really come from the Buano family?"

"I've talked a lot, but..." Mo Yuhan looked up at the clock on the hospital wall, "Are you sure you want to listen to me now? Don't you have to go to work?"

Lin Ranzhu was taken aback, yes.

She still has an outpatient clinic today, because she made an appointment with a handsome Italian guy, so the outpatient time was adjusted later, but now that Cheng Ziyi's matter has caused her troubles, the outpatient time has already passed.

Thinking of this, she quickly speeded up and ran towards the outpatient clinic, saying as she ran, "Then I'll go to work first, and you can go to work too. We'll talk about it when we get home at night."

After finishing speaking, he waved to him and ran away.

Mo Yuhan shook his head dotingly, then his expression turned serious, and he strode directly towards the parking lot.

In the parking lot, a black off-road vehicle was parked there, and when he saw him appear, he lowered the window.

In the car window, the man was wearing sunglasses, covering his blue pupils, but this standard foreigner's face made Mo Yuhan recognize him as a handsome Italian guy at a glance.

Mo Yuhan's eyes focused, he directly opened the car door, and sat on it.

The car drove away quickly.

In the outpatient room, Lin Ranzhu quickly made a diagnosis for everyone who came to see the doctor.

It wasn't until near noon that I was able to stand up and walk around.

Suddenly, I saw the doctor in charge of Cheng Ziyi walking over in a hurry.

"Dean Lin, Cheng Ziyi's inspection report came out. Due to the prolonged lack of oxygen, brain damage occurred."

Lin Ranzhu frowned, walked over immediately, and took the examination report from the attending doctor.

Because if the brain nerve damage is serious, the five senses, movement and even language will have problems.

Wouldn't it be more difficult to ask something out of her mouth?

However, just as he was thinking about it, he heard the attending physician at the side say: "Dean Lin, apart from this matter, there is one more difficult matter."