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That night, when everyone fell into a deep sleep, it was actually the starting point of ruthless murder.

A fire silently enveloped the quiet and peaceful Shengjia, and the raging fire unscrupulously expanded its minions, trying to cover all the places under its rule.

A puff of smoke woke up the man on the bed. He felt the heat from the flames, and he quickly got up and wanted to leave the room, but he withdrew his hand because of the heat on the doorknob.

The man rushed to the bathroom. He put several layers of sheets and quilt covers on his body, kicked open the door, and the sea of ​​flames in front of him suddenly appeared in his sight.

The hell-like scene made his eyes tear open. The two burning corpses were undoubtedly his parents. They were charred black.

"Dad, Mom!" The man wanted to run to his parents, but the surrounding flames burned his legs, and he was coughed by the thick smoke, it was difficult to breathe, and his vision gradually blurred.

The door was broken open from the outside, and several firefighters came in with high-pressure water guns, "There are still survivors here, come on!"

Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars all came, their horns blaring through the night.

"Quick, get him into the car!"

"Report the patient's vital signs."

"Blood pressure is normal, pulse is weak, breathing is difficult."

"Put him on a ventilator."

"The patient is in cardiac arrest, and the two of you take turns giving him CPR."

The No.1 civilian hospital in City A welcomed more than a dozen burnt patients, and the nurses and doctors on duty were busy walking around.

Wen Jing was sitting on a bench waiting for another intern. She had just talked to the other intern, and she was looking at her little leather shoes.

"Did you also come to the department to report?"

"Correct."

"I'm Zhang Rongrong, the one who called you."

"Shall we go in now?"

A nurse stopped Wen Jing, "Who are you?"

"We are interns, and the teacher asked us to come."

"He asked you two little girls to report at night? Zhang Zhangyou is sick. If you tell him that he is sick, just say I told you." The slightly fat nurse talked to the two interns as she walked. A doctor's uniform was taken out of the cabinet, "Send the two of you to the director, he should be in the emergency room, if not, just wait, he may be on his way."

"it is good."

"Do you know where the emergency room is? It's on the east side of building D ahead, you can see it when you go there."

"understood."

"Please both of you."

"fine."

The emergency department is the department with the most concentrated critically ill patients, the most types of diseases, and the heaviest rescue and management tasks in the hospital. It is the only way for all emergency patients to be admitted to the hospital for treatment.

Wen Jing and Zhang Rongrong found the emergency department, where the medical staff were coming and going, and the people carrying the stretchers shouted to give way.

The patient on the stretcher was so badly burned that his original face could no longer be seen.Some of them can still howl, and more can only make a weak sound.

The air was full of the smell of burnt flesh, mixed with the smell of potion, which made people sick.

"Xiao Wang, report the situation."

"Director, the patient Sheng Annan, male, 25 years old, was rescued by the fire brigade at around 10:30 and was admitted to the hospital at [-]:[-]. His vital signs were normal, with deep second-degree burns on his legs and shallow burns on parts of his face and right hand. Second degree burns."

The man on the bed covered his face with his hands and screamed for pain, while the medical staff on the side held his arms and ankles to prevent him from moving his body and causing secondary injuries.

"Please consult with a burn doctor, is anyone here?" A female doctor looked at two strange faces, "Who are you?"

"We are interns, and we are here to deliver doctor uniforms to the director."

"The director of the burn department." Wen Jing added, she felt that the doctor opposite was very imposing, and she was a little scared.

"The director of the burn department hasn't come yet?"

"On the way."

"Call and hurry up."

"Here we come." The director of the burn department came in wearing slippers and with messy hair on his head. He walked briskly while brushing aside the crowd towards the hospital bed.

"Non-health care workers get out of here."

Several distressed firefighters wiped their tears and begged the doctor before leaving, "You must save him, he is only 24 years old, and he hasn't married yet."

"We will definitely do our best."

"Thank you." The director of the burn department snatched the doctor's uniform from Wen Jing's hand and put it on as he walked, "Sister Hua, I just fell asleep. With you here, do I still need me?"

Chen Jufang, the director of the emergency department, picked up a stethoscope and handed it to the director of the burn department. She whispered in the other's ear, "This family seems to be a bit complicated. The director asked me to call you here. You try to save it, except for that leg. The injured ones, I don’t think there is much hope for others. There are also a few slightly injured firefighters waiting outside, and one of their colleagues is lying there, and it may not be possible to save them. I asked them to bandage them, and they Said let's save his colleagues first...you know what I mean."

"Understood." The director of the burn department turned his head and glanced at Wen Jing and Zhang Rongrong, and he waved to them, "What are you two doing standing so far away? Come and have a look, our burn department rarely has such a serious situation. "

Wen Jing can only see a pair of director's eyes, the other party has a pair of very beautiful peach eyes, both affectionate and gentle.

"Don't be in a daze, follow your director to help him, this is a learning opportunity."

Wen Jing followed the director to check the patient's injury from bed to bed. She didn't hear much professional knowledge, but heard death warnings one after another.

"This one's not breathing."

"Director, the one over there is not breathing."

"This is a critical illness notice, send it to the ICU."

"This is the death notice."

The director of the burn department shuttled between the beds. He stopped in front of a bed. The patient was a firefighter, lying on the bed without a sound.

He tried to breathe, and gave the patient CPR. While doing it, he watched the other person's vital signs disappear. He glanced at the firefighters waiting outside, "You two, come here and give him CPR. You don't need to use too much force. He's beyond help. Don't ask me why, just do it."

Wen Jing looked at the patient who was so hot that there was no skin on his body, and a desire to vomit sprang from her throat, and she endured it for a long time before she could bear it.

She could feel the heat even through the blue sterile surgical drapes, and every time she pressed her chest, it was hard because the patient was dead.

"Put on your gloves, both of you, and help the director lift the patient's leg."

"Oh."

I don't know how long they have been busy, the doctors in the emergency department raised their hands and let out a sigh of relief.

"Let's all go away. Send these few to the ICU, this one to the burn department, and the others to inform their families...the rescue failed."

Wen Jing and Zhang Rongrong left the emergency department. The two of them saw their director leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette at the door of the ward. "Hello, director, we are here to report."

"Come to report at night?"

"The two of us are from the same school, so we made an appointment to come together, but the traffic jam on the road came late, and the teacher in charge said that we must report today, and we will officially go to work tomorrow."

"What's your name?"

"Wen Jing."

"What about you?"

"Zhang Rongrong."

"My name is Chu Sha. It's getting late, where is your dormitory? I'll take you back."

"No need, it's not that far away, just a few hundred meters." Wen Jing quickly waved her hand, she was really embarrassed to let the director see her off.

"At night, it's not safe for girls to walk outside. I'll see you off." Chu Sha snuffed out the cigarette, and he pointed the cigarette butt into the trash can, "By the way, smoking is prohibited in the hospital. It’s fine if the nurse finds out, and the cigarette butt must be snuffed out. You can still go to the stairs or the roof to smoke, if you both smoke.”

"We don't smoke."

Chu Sha walked quickly with his long legs, and he took the first step to get out of his motorcycle.

"Director, we can just go back by ourselves, and we don't need to trouble you."

Chu Sha sat on the motorcycle with one leg on the ground. He rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "I was in a hurry when I left, so I came here on a motorcycle. It's only a few hundred meters away. Let's make do with it. How about I give it to you guys?" Take a taxi? Okay, let’s take a taxi.”

"No need..." Wen Jing watched Zhang Rongrong get on the motorcycle. She felt that this was a bit cheeky, but she didn't know how to refuse, so she had to get on the motorcycle. The three of them were indeed a bit crowded.

"You two saw this level of burns when you first came here. It's not bad if you didn't vomit."

"Director, are the patients sent to the ICU still under the care of our burn department?"

"Of course, they may be transferred to the general ward after the operation."

Wen Jing doesn't like to trouble others, but the director is very gentle, she is too embarrassed to refuse.

Zhang Rongrong seemed to have a familiar personality, she kept asking the director questions, but they arrived without asking a few questions.

Chu Sha stopped the car, and he glanced at the brightly lit dormitory building, "You two hurry back and rest, don't be late tomorrow."

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Notes:

The smoke from the fire can kill people, and the main cause of death caused by the smoke is carbon monoxide poisoning.In the air where the concentration of carbon monoxide reaches 1.3%, a person will lose consciousness after breathing two or three breaths, and will die within 13 minutes of breathing.

In addition, the smoke in the fire also contains a large amount of carbon dioxide. When the concentration reaches 2%, people will feel difficult to breathe, and when it reaches 6% or 7%, people will suffocate to death.

Speaking:

I have firefighters, and Sheng Annan was rescued in time.

You must pay attention to things like electrical appliances, as well as flammable products. Fire is very dangerous, very dangerous. It is everyone's responsibility to prevent fire.