The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 297

Li Shengli, who had ulterior motives, left the operating room. Lao Wang and Lao Ma managed to regain some energy and continued the assembly line surgery.

Although he had a strong opinion of Li Shengli, the assembly line surgery he created in the field hospital also increased the efficiency of the operating room several times or even tenfold.

Not to mention other things, if one operation after another is performed, from the beginning to now, thirty or at most forty operations will be the limit for everyone.

Not counting the more than 30 injured outside the door, from the beginning to now, there are more than 60 seriously injured patients who have undergone assembly line surgery on Lao Wang and Lao Ma's side.

Neither Lao Wang nor Lao Ma knew the specific quantity, not even Du Changlin who took the record.

From the beginning to now, even if I haven't done anything, it has been more than 48 hours. People have long been tired and confused. It is good to do the things in front of them well. No one has the energy to take charge of the overall situation.

Halfway through the operation, half of the medical staff developed symptoms of sweating and nosebleeds, and the tip of Lao Ma's nose also turned red.

In addition to these symptoms, in Lao Wang's eyes, everyone in his operating room looked like a dragon and a tiger. This should be due to the effect of Dushen Decoction.

During the break between operations, Lao Wang looked around at other operating rooms. They all looked similar, with medical staff sweating and suffering from nosebleeds.

I went to Li Shengli and asked about it, and the reply I got was that if the bleeding is not heavy, just hold on. If you really can't stop the nosebleed, drink more cold water.

This is the result of not checking the pulse and identifying the symptoms before taking the medicine. Dushen Decoction is not suitable for everyone.

Li Shengli only gave one person half a bowl. If it were a full bowl, he was afraid that the operating room behind him would be completely paralyzed.

Between taking the wrong medicine and boosting his energy to continue the surgery, Li Shengli chose the latter. Drinking Dushen Decoction would not be fatal. Even if the symptoms became severe, he could be saved.

Lao Wang, who knew that he was risking his life now, didn't say much. There were dozens of cigarette butts behind Li Shengli. As long as this young man was still receiving treatment, the operating room behind him could not be shut down.

If Li Shengli doesn't stop, Lao Wang and Lao Ma can't stop, and other operating rooms can't stop either. He has to die in front of the operating table, because this is Mr. Lu's field hospital.

Reinforcements are not available, and he cannot go to the line of fire even if he dies. If Li Shengli takes over the operating room, and the treatment is the same as before, then all the Western doctors here will be sinners.

At noon, the reinforcements called by Lao Wang arrived, but the result was just like that. Li Shengli was in front and put too much pressure on the operating room.

Reinforcements are constantly arriving, but more and more seriously injured people are being pulled out of the ruins.

After daytime, there are only two days and one night of prime time left. If it is extended to three days and two nights or four days and three nights, it will reach the limit. After the prime time period, the number of seriously injured people will inevitably decrease sharply.

But it is not yet the peak period. Li Shengli estimates that the real peak period will be in the early morning or dawn. At that time, except for minor injuries caused by rescue, all injuries will be critical.

That was the time of greatest pressure in the operating room. If Lao Wang and the others couldn't bear it, the field hospital here would collapse, and the reinforcements coming now wouldn't be able to replace them and rest.

In addition to surgeries, more and more wounded people are lying in tents, which will also occupy more and more medical resources.

First aid and surgery are just the beginning, follow-up care is also essential.

Li Shengli, who is sitting in the center of the camp, no matter how much pressure there is in the operating room behind him, this is a field hospital. Just like the front line, he must fight hard when he is staring at three eyes.

There is nothing more than Dushen Tang. As long as there are not enough personnel, it is necessary for Lao Wang and Lao Ma to die on the job.

After noon, the reinforcements called by Lao Wang continued to arrive, but the pressure on the operating room remained the same, while the pressure on Li Shengli became less and less.

Because those who come here are all in critical condition, and not many need surgery. Even as the rescue situation stabilizes, critical and critical conditions that cannot be handled by other medical points are also being transferred here.

In the evening, Master Dong, Master Zhu and five or six others appeared in front of Li Shengli.

"Victory, why is this so important?"

Master Dong's question made Li Shengli feel a little dazed.

"Master Dong, what did you say about this?"

Although Li Shengli admired Brother Tong's long-lasting energy, he was still tired. He was hardly idle since he arrived at the local hospital for treatment.

He prides himself on being a walking Chinese medicine hospital, but the reality is that his mission is the same as that of a hospital.

For a long time since early morning, he had been undergoing mechanical treatment. Only when he could distinguish the symptoms would he briefly come back to his senses.

"I heard Lao Wang say on the phone that you took over the entire field hospital by yourself?
Now is the time for disaster relief, not the time to show signs of trouble! "

Although Li Shengli is the appointed elder, some things must be prioritized.

In the dispute between Chinese and Western medicine, we still need to maintain peace on a broad scale. To start a war directly in the disaster area is the wrong starting point.

"That's it?
That’s because they don’t have the ability!
Master Dong, please go to the tent at the back and take a look. I have personally handled every wounded person here.

Since I'm sitting here, there doesn't seem to be a single death in the camp.

You came just in time. Traditional Chinese medicine is needed to take care of the injured behind you. Are these Chinese medicine colleagues behind you?

Everyone, I’m tired..."

Master Dong stepped forward to question the crime, but Li Shengli didn't care. It was just a matter of his family's misunderstanding, and it would be fine just to see the outcome.

As for preventing signs, Li Shengli had no intention of doing so. First aid was all about skills, and if the skills were not good enough and the matter was delayed, the first aid personnel would be incompetent.

If it involves the orthodox dispute between Chinese and Western medicine, he will not cover it up for anyone.

Not mentioning his identity as the son-in-law of the Du family, Li Shengli would ask Mr. Shi to ask anyone who wanted to try to fool around with him.

Now is not the time to be content with others. Adding insult to injury is the first choice. Fairness and justice are the best principles for dealing with things. Who will let the people behind them be inferior in their skills?

Seeing that Li Shengli was confident, Master Dong could only retreat.

To be honest, Li Shengli is the elder after all, and it is hard to say too much about Lao Dong. Furthermore, not all the people behind him are from the historian family, there are also Wu sect doctors from the south.

These few are just representatives, and there are more than a dozen people behind them. Unlike the implicit Chinese medicine community in the north, the Wu sect in the south has been integrated by the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine earlier, and they are like-minded and dominate the southern medical community.

If Li Shengli is really right, the Wumen doctors will not care about the Army General Hospital's face, and if they really start a fuss on the spot, that will be the real trouble.

Without asking any more questions about Li Shengli's situation, Master Dong suppressed the doubts in his heart and rushed to the operating room with the dozen or so people who came up one after another.

After walking around the treatment room where the injured were scattered, and looking at some of the wards, Master Dong went directly to the operating room with anger.After finding Lao Wang's operating room, Master Dong waited outside the door for nearly 10 minutes before he was escorted out of Lao Wang.

At this time and in this posture, Master Dong couldn't blame him, so he could only ask tactfully:

"Old Wang, can I show it to you?"

With resentment and suppressing heart palpitations, Lao Wang tremblingly stretched out his wrist.

"I wish you, senior brother, give me the heart-saving pill for Lao Wang to take first.

Lao Wang, you have a heart-yang desire disorder. In this case, you cannot drink Dushen Decoction. It is easy to faint on the spot. "

Master Dong's diagnosis is myocardial infarction for Western medicine. After seeing Lao Wang take the heart-saving pill, Master Dong wanted to ask about the specific situation.

"Old Dong, don't say anything. We admit defeat. It's really too much for you to bring Li Shengli over and treat the medical staff as human beings.

He has treated all the injured patients in the camp, and I can't control the subsequent results now.

You go over and take a look. He has been there for almost a day and two nights. It would be better if you don't break your purple gold pillar. "

Now Lao Wang is not only suffering from heart palpitations, but also a bitter taste in his mouth. No matter how many reinforcements come, he is still pinned down by Li Shengli in the operating room.

In the current ward, a few attending doctors were unable to perform surgeries, and even the orthopedic surgeons were of no use. After seeing Li Shengli’s orthopedic surgery, they all obediently went to the back ward. The surgery was incomparable!

Moreover, Western medicine has no way to reduce comminuted fractures, move the crushed wounds, and no matter where the orthopedic surgeon comes from, they don't dare to stand out in front of Li Shengli and say "I'll do it"!
The orthopedic surgeons who could not reach out were in the ward and could only be used as nurses. Unfortunately, Lao Wang sent many orthopedic surgeons to other medical centers in exchange for some medical staff.

Now, no matter where the surgeon comes from, they are full of resentment towards Li Shengli, except for the seriously injured who are coming like a wave.

Regarding the medical staff who lacked energy and physical strength, Li Shengli was completely inhumane.

The end?If you don't collapse in the operating room, there will be no chance of ending.

As for the physical and mental exhaustion, Li Shengli's method of dealing with it was even worse, and he just gave him Dushen Decoction.

Lao Wang was not the first one to be unable to hold himself up, and he didn't know which one he was. Anyway, Lao Ma, who joined forces with him, had specks of nosebleeds all over the front of his white coat, and he was still holding on in the operating room. .

Of course, Li Shengli's strong suppression is also effective. So far, there have been no deaths in the field hospital, and the number of wounded treated is terrifying. This is Mr. Lu's biggest gain.

Mr. Lu can be regarded as a combination of Chinese and Western medicine. Western medicine is not good, but Chinese medicine is good. It is also Mr. Lu's honor.

But there is still a problem that has been lingering in Lao Wang's mind. The wounded are fine, but if Li Shengli kills the doctor, it will be difficult to say this.

After thinking about it, Lao Wang reluctantly asked Lao Dong for help with bitterness in his mouth. If he really tortured the doctor to death, then Mr. Lu's Department of Western Medicine would probably become a joke.

"Old Dong, don't worry about anything else. First, you can check on the medical staff in the operating room.

Your Li Shengli is not a human being. He is not paralyzed and refuses to get out of the line of fire. He keeps pouring Dushen soup into the doctors and nurses.

The doctors and nurses who have been involved in the war for the longest time are similar to him. They have been fighting for a day and two nights, and the doctors have been exhausted. It's hard for you to talk, isn't it? "

Master Dong's brows jumped when he heard the number of one thousand and five. After hearing what Lao Wang said and Li Shengli's handling methods, he didn't say much.

After turning around, he first asked the Chinese medicine practitioners behind him to listen to Lao Wang's instructions, and then he quickly took Lao Zhu into a white coat and entered the operating room.

When he saw Lao Ma, an acquaintance, he was raising his head to stop the bleeding, Master Dong went up and grabbed his wrist without saying hello.

"I wish senior brother, give him some Angong Niuhuang Pills.

Lao Ma, stop being so tough, this can't go on like this..."

After diagnosing the pulse, Master Dong relaxed a little, and it was no big deal. But if this continues, it will be troublesome if the actual fire turns into a virtual fire, or a combination of virtual and actual fire occurs.

"Teacher Dong, I don't want to be hard, but that Li Shengli won't let me get off the operating table.

He didn't speak, but he spoke like a wounded person. There are ten liver and spleen harvesters waiting in my operating room!
You, alas..."

Lao Ma originally wanted to make some sarcastic remarks, but thinking of the reinforcements that Dean Wang had been calling for, they were all silenced.

He didn't have the nerve to say his sarcastic words. The current medical strength of the field hospital is no less than that of Mr. Lu.

There are not only soldiers from General Lu, Xiehe, and the Sixth Hospital, but also reinforcements from various military hospitals, but it is useless no matter how many people there are.

A traditional Chinese medicine doctor, who is still a half-grown child, is forced to stay in the operating room, and the follow-up inspection and care cannot be squeezed out. To put it ironically, Lao Ma really has no face.

Master Dong shook his head and said nothing. He glanced around the operating room, checked his pulse, and decisively dismissed several doctors and nurses who really couldn't stand it any longer.

He didn't say anything more, and rushed down to an operating room with Lao Zhu.

"Brother Zhu, do you believe this?

Li Shengli is a person!
There are at least [-] injured. These are not ordinary patients, but earthquake injuries..."

I wanted to exchange opinions with Lao Zhu, but there was no reply from Lao Zhu, so Master Dong couldn't help but stop.

"I thought about it, and I'm afraid that we were all deceived by Senior Brother Liu. I'm afraid that boy has inherited the Liu family since he was a child.

Orthopedics and internal medicine, both becoming famous and starting a family, can still achieve this level.

It’s just that in this way, we are pushed to the forefront of the storm, so doctors can’t be found everywhere..."

Lao Dong stopped, and Lao Zhu also expressed his rough guess. If Chinese medicine wants to achieve this level, it is not that it is impossible, but it has requirements that ordinary people cannot meet.

There are doctors who specialize in orthopedics and internal medicine, but there are really no doctors like Li Shengli.

It's true that there are people who can treat a thousand and five patients a day and two nights, but there are really no people who can treat a thousand and five patients, mainly with bone injuries.

The requirement for energy is a little lower, but the requirement for bone trauma techniques is too high.

There are not many people in Sijiu City who can reach this level, but they are not good at internal medicine and can handle bone injuries. As for arranging surgery...

(End of this chapter)