Doctor Song, are you married?

Chapter 346 346. If it doesn’t work, just inject cardiotonic drugs into the heart

"Report to Director Zheng, the patient Chang Qing is conscious, in good spirits, and has stable vital signs. Except for a little pain in the chest wound, there are no other abnormalities." Before Song Qi could speak, Dr. Chang on the stretcher started reporting the medical history himself. .

Zheng Guohua was so frightened by Chang Qing's words that he didn't say anything for a long time!

He originally thought that it would be quite good to be able to restore Chang Qing's automatic heartbeat. What he didn't expect was that not only the heartbeat recovered, but his consciousness also recovered.

After returning to normal, Zheng Guohua smiled: "It seems that Song Qi's treatment is in place."

"It must be in place! All necessary treatment methods have been used, including external chest cardiac compression, electric defibrillation, open chest and intracardiac massage. This is definitely textbook-level cardiopulmonary resuscitation!" Li Da said proudly from behind.

"How do you know so clearly?" Zheng Guohua looked at Li Da.

"It was Brother Da who asked me to do my best, so I took all the necessary measures," Song Qi said with a smile.

"Then if the chest heart massage is useless, what are you going to do?" Zheng Guohua suddenly became interested, so he planned to test Song Qi on the spot. ,

"Dean Zheng, we can't be like this. Song Qi has just made a great contribution, so you can't let him go? Stop asking questions? Besides, you can see that his hand is still in Chang Qing's chest." Li Da Worried that Song Qi couldn't answer it, after all, this question was too difficult, so he quickly joked about it.

"Okay, okay! No questions, no questions." Zheng Guohua laughed and planned to stop the topic.

"If intra-chest heart massage doesn't work, I'm going to inject cardiotonic drugs into the heart," Song Qi blurted out.

No joke, master-level cardiopulmonary resuscitation skills are not just a decoration, nor do they just stop at the step of chest heart compression.

If the spontaneous heartbeat cannot be restored, master-level cardiopulmonary resuscitation techniques are still available!

"Oh! Intracardiac injection! Song Qi, you are so brave! Not many of our hospitals dare to do this operation. Li Da, you are one of them, who else?" Zheng Guohua was shocked again by Song Qi's answer. arrive.

Li Da was also shocked by Song Qi!

This kid is much more courageous than he thought. He even dares to inject himself into the heart!
"I have only performed the operation no more than five times! The other two failed." Li Da said honestly.

"Song Qi, Li Dadu only have such achievements. If I really let you have an injection in your heart, would you still dare?" Zheng Guohua asked jokingly.

"Dare!" Song Qi blurted out, "How can you know if it works if you don't try? There is still a chance of survival if you try. If you don't try, it will be a dead end. Why not try?" Song Qi said confidently.

"You are indeed courageous! Haha! It seems that I got the right person." Zheng Guohua laughed.

"Um, Dean Zheng, can you send me to the operating room first and sew my chest shut?" Chang Qing saw the group of people chatting and laughing, seeming to have completely forgotten that he had just returned from hell, and his chest was still swollen. He opened his mouth to the patient, in case they really forgot about him and it hurt him to death, so he decided to remind them.

"Oh, look at me, I was so excited that I forgot about this and rushed to the operating room," Zheng Guohua said, patting his forehead.

"That's right, that's right. Send it to the operating room quickly. Arrangements have been made by the cardiac surgery department. The director of the cardiac surgery department will personally help you with the operation." Li Da also said quickly.

"What is that? Song Qi, do you want to undergo this surgery? If so, I'll say hello to the director of cardiac surgery," Zheng Guohua asked Song Qi.

After all, it was Song Qi who brought Dr. Chang back from hell, so it was reasonable for Song Qi to perform this surgery.

"Forget it, I won't do it. My hands are all sore and numb. Even if I go to the operating table, I probably won't be able to do anything. Plus, I was already busy all night yesterday. I have to go back and have a good rest. , otherwise, I will end up like Dr. Chang." Song Qi said with a smile.

This operation was nothing fancy. It was just to sew up his cut chest. It didn't have much technical content, so Song Qi wasn't very interested.

After a busy day and night yesterday, plus Dr. Chang's troubles in the morning, it was now past ten o'clock, and Song Qi really wanted to go back and have a good rest.

What happened to Dr. Chang was a wake-up call for him. Hard work is hard work, rest is rest. It is still necessary to combine work and rest. Otherwise, sudden death will be troublesome. He is not as lucky as Dr. Chang.

"Yes, yes, you are tired too. You have to go back and have a good rest." Li Da quickly agreed. "Hey, why is Officer Bai here?" Li Da turned around and realized that Bai Lu was also there.

"Well, I'm passing by, so I stopped by to take a look." Bai Lu smiled coquettishly.

"Yes, by the way, by the way," Song Qi also said with a smile, which earned Bai Lu a roll of his eyes.

Li Da watched the interaction between the two and remembered that the last time Bai Lu had a ruptured corpus luteum, he did not come to the People's Hospital for surgery, but instead went to the District Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine Hospital to see Song Qi.

He suddenly understood something.

"This Baiyang has a pretty good eye for people." Li Da said to himself.

Dr. Chang was sent to the operating room, and Song Qi, as an accessory, had no choice but to accompany him.

When they arrived in the operating room, the cardiac surgery team was already ready. They saw that Chang Qing was conscious and chatting and laughing with Song Qi.

Meng Yuanfang, director of the Department of Cardiac Surgery, looked at this scene and thought for a while that his eyes were dazzled.

"This is the patient who is in critical condition as Director Zheng has repeatedly stressed to me?" Meng Yuanfang instantly had three big "?" marks on his forehead.

"What about that, Director Meng, you will have to work hard next."

Zheng Guohua and the others personally sent Chang Qing to the operating room. Seeing the strange look on Director Meng's face, they naturally knew what was going on.

However, the situation was indeed urgent at that time, but Song Qi's performance was indeed surprising.

In short, no one is right. Anyway, the current result is this seemingly beautiful scene in front of us.

"How hard will it be for me to be in this situation like yours?" Meng Yuanfang was a bit dumbfounded.

"Director Zheng, you don't know that for this operation, I specially postponed another heart bypass operation. The most important thing is that I spent a lot of money and didn't hesitate to brush my old face. The extracorporeal circulation machine was borrowed, look at the result." Meng Yuanfang pointed to the smiling Chang Qing.

"Okay, Chang Qing, be serious. You are a patient now, and the hole in your chest is still open." Zheng Guohua quickly pretended to be stern and said to Chang Qing.

Chang Qing quickly put on a pitiful look and said, "Director Meng, my chest hurts so much. Please sew it up for me quickly."

Meng Yuanfang shook his head helplessly, "In your case, do you think I should give you general anesthesia or local anesthesia? Or no anesthesia at all?"

"Forget it about general anesthesia. I can't bear it without anesthesia. Why don't you give me local anesthesia?" Chang Qing declared quickly.

"Do you think this is a restaurant? Are you ordering?" Meng Yuanfang rolled his eyes at Chang Qing, and then said to the attending doctor beside him: "Go and talk to the anesthesia department to see if they can give him local anesthesia. And , the key point is to pay attention to the wound infection, rinse it with antibiotics, and use prophylactic antibiotics for three days.”

Although he was a little angry on the surface, Director Meng still honestly told his assistant to make arrangements.

In fact, although he looked angry on the surface, Director Meng was actually more happy.

On the one hand, I am happy for Chang Qing. After all, it is a great blessing to escape from death.

On the other hand, I am happy that the People's Hospital has such excellent pre-hospital first aid personnel.

Speaking of the pre-hospital emergency personnel, Meng Yuanfang suddenly remembered something, "Hey, what's your name?"

(End of this chapter)