The one who is more anxious now should be Yijian. He and Ziyu had a quarrel because of the transfer of another department.So Yijian took his luggage and lived in the post-80s.This is a pain for a group of interns born in the 80s.

"Wow? Onion, I was the one who was oncall yesterday, why are your dark circles heavier than mine?" When Song Weiyi arrived at the department, he saw Yang Peicong dozing off while staring at the two panda eyes.

Yang Peicong looked at Song Weiyi with swollen eyes, and almost cried bitterly while hugging Song Wei: "You don't understand! Since the first piece was moved back, the cabinets, toilets, faucets, and air conditioners were repaired at night, everything that was broken or not. He repaired all the things; last night he finally refurbished the whole house, and he dragged me to study again, my God! I would rather oncall than go back to the post-80s generation.”

"How can it be so exaggerated?"

"It's that exaggerated. Fortunately, Michelle said that she will be oncall tonight, so everyone can sleep well. I must get off work on time today, Well, please help me." Yang Peicong looked at Song Wei pitifully.

"No problem, but I haven't had breakfast yet." Song Wei looked at Yang Peicong.

After getting the hint, Yang Peicong went to canteen to buy breakfast without saying a word.

With Yang Peicong running errands, Song Wei could still sneak in to watch the morning news, Song Wei himself couldn't believe it.The news said that a robber hijacked a station wagon and demanded a huge ransom. Song Wei was about to look down, but Yang Peicong ran up in panic, empty-handed.

"Where's breakfast?" Song Wei frowned. Was this kid just kidding himself?

"Still caring about eating, Mr. Lin is in the hospital!"

Song Wei looked at Yang Peicong with dissatisfaction: "If you don't want to invite me to breakfast, just tell me, I can go down and buy it by myself, and make fun of Master Lin, are you okay?"

"I'm not joking." Yang Peicong scratched his head anxiously, what he said was indeed true.

If he couldn’t see the coffin without crying, Song Wei exposed him bluntly: “Master Lin has just entered Dr. Qian’s office.” As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Master Lin come out of the office in a hurry, Song Wei motioned to Yang Peicong, “Look. "

Yang Peicong turned his head and saw that it was really Mr. Lin, walking like flying and nothing happened, but who did he see just now?hell!Yang Peicong's face turned pale.

Seeing Yang Peicong's pale face, it didn't look like he was joking, Song Wei suddenly thought of someone.

"Onion, I'll go down and have a look." Song Wei quickly followed Master Lin.

"I'll go too." If it's a god or a ghost, we must find out, and Yang Peicong followed.

Song Wei and Yang Peicong rushed to the internal medicine department, Master Lin and Che Che surrounded the bed with heavy faces, the patient lying on the bed was wearing an oxygen mask, and his facial features were six or seven points similar to Master Lin.

Yang Peicong opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Two Lin masters!"

"He is Master Lin's twin brother." Song Wei met him once many years ago, and he is a very kind elder.Looking at the expressions of Master Lin and Che Che, Master Lin's younger brother's condition is not optimistic.

Just about to go forward to inquire about the situation, the pager in Song Wei's pocket beeped, "Call me from the emergency room, Onion, you understand the situation, and come back and tell me." He hurriedly left Yang Peicong behind, and Song Wei rushed to the emergency room.

In the emergency room, a group of people stood in a dark crowd, and the originally empty hall suddenly became a little crowded.Song Wei took a quick glance, Zhan Sir and Ateam were standing outside the emergency room like tree stumps anxiously, feeling a concerned look, Song Wei guessed it should be Zhuo Yuan, but had no time to respond, so he lifted the curtain and went in.

To be able to see such a tidy Ateam in the hospital, and to see their anxious faces, the wounded this time should be...

"Ah Guang?" Song Wei saw clearly the person on the hospital bed, his facial muscles were convulsed and his face was pale.

"The patient's T (body temperature) is 35°C, P (pulse) 115 beats/min, R (respiration) 24 beats/min, BP (blood pressure) 85/55mmHg, heart rate greater than 130 beats/min, CVP (central venous pressure) 1cmH2O , SPO2 (blood oxygen saturation) 90%." The nurse reported the inspection data.

Zhang Jiguang was shot twice, one hit the right chest and caused a penetrating chest injury, but fortunately no internal organs were injured; the other bullet hit the lower right rib, and the bullet remained in the body.

"Doctor Song, the patient's blood pressure has dropped rapidly." The monitor kept beeping.

"Blood transfusion immediately." Song Wei was stitching up the wound on his right chest to stop the bleeding.

"The hospital doesn't have enough blood packs," the nurse reported.Ah Guang has type A blood, and today the hospital happened to have a patient with massive bleeding during surgery, and almost all the blood bags were transferred to the operating room.

What are you kidding?Song Wei frowned: "For intravenous infusion, use two packs of type O blood. Let the blood bank call in type A blood immediately. Prepare for the operating room to get the warhead." Song Wei issued a series of orders, and the speed in his hands did not slow down.

"The blood bank said it would take at least 15 minutes." The nurse hung up the phone and reported.

15 minutes, come to collect the body?Ah Guang's blood pressure once dropped below the critical point. If the blood transfusion is not timely, the brain is very likely to die due to lack of oxygen. That is to say, even if Ah Guang is rescued, he may become a vegetative state.

"Look for the group of policemen outside and ask people with blood type A to donate blood. Also, ask the blood bank to come over quickly."

In principle, blood that has not undergone strict screening is not allowed to be used in clinical practice, but now the situation is urgent, and the standard cannot be adhered to. Moreover, the Flying Tigers have strict physical examinations, and all their physical indicators have reached the health standards. Their blood is much more reliable than ordinary passers-by.

"Yes." The nurse received the order and went out immediately.

"Who is blood type A?"

"Me!" Jian Ren and Jia Xing stood up immediately.

"The patient needs a blood transfusion immediately. Come with me." The nurse took the two of them to draw blood without any delay. The pathology department performed common blood tests at the same time. After confirming that the blood was qualified, the blood bag was sent to the emergency room immediately.

Here, Song Wei had successfully stopped the bleeding from Jiguang's wound. Seeing that Jiguang's blood pressure was no longer dropping, he ordered him to be pushed to the operating room immediately, and started to fetch the bullet for him as soon as the blood bag from the blood bank arrived.

The author has something to say: Yes, more than one person was hospitalized.

The operation process described in the article, as well as the medical content, except for the part that comes with oncall, I read it bit by bit with my brother's textbook.

Although you may not like to read it, but I love to write, ah ha ha ha ha.

People who show off their knowledge like it the most.

Really, half of the article has been written, and the male lead and the second male lead haven't had a face-to-face confrontation yet, it's too unreasonable!

In the next chapter, let us see how they "tit for tat".

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