Sleepless Doctor

Wu Mian squeezed the phone and walked quickly down the corridor, as if he had worked here for more than ten or decades.

Chu Zhixi has long been used to this. She is Lu Chi, but her brother is not. Moreover, Wu Mian was studying at the county hospital recently. If he couldn't find a way, that would be a strange thing.

It’s just that Wu Mian never called. Chu Zhixi walked quickly and asked, "Brother..."

"Girl, you stay." Wu Mian said, "Lao Lin sent the patient over, you help rescue, I'll get things."

"Oh, good." Chu Zhixi stopped and walked back. She immediately forgot the question she had just asked.

This was also the place where Wu Mian was sorrowful. He turned a corner and made up his mind. Then he picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, operating room!"

"I'm Dean Zhang's secretary. The dean wants a child's tracheal intubation. Ask an anesthesiologist, hurry up!" Wu Mian made up his mind and ran without hesitation.

Hearing the name of Dean Zhang, there was a moment of silence on that side, and it did not immediately show the medical staff's respect for the dean.

"Hurry up, the emergency department will help."

"Oh, come and fetch it." Mentioned rescue, the other side responded. But the tone is still lazy, unable to lift the spirit.

Wu Mian hung up the phone, feeling that the tone on the other side was weird, but there was too little information. Even if he was stronger now than before, he couldn't guess everyone's thoughts.

All the way to the operating room, the large iron door of the operating room was tightly closed. Wu Mian glanced at the fact that there were no family members outside, then rushed forward and knocked on the door.

"It's not at all polite." The door opened, and a middle-aged man came out wearing isolation gowns with an unhappy expression on his face.

"Children's tracheal intubation!" Wu Mian roared coldly when he saw him lazily.

Wu Mian felt particularly upset about the quality of the county hospitals. Emergency first aid, how can you be so lazy.

"The intubation is here, who wants the money?" the anesthesiologist asked with a child's tracheal intubation.

Wu Mian grabbed the tracheal intubation, the model should be suitable for a 3-year-old child, he decided slightly.

When the anesthesiologist saw Wu Mian coming up, he grabbed it. Although let go, he cursed with a look of disdain, "Dare to grab something, you are sick."

"Why is it so messy!"

Wu Mian ran as soon as he was about to turn around, and a group of people came up behind him, headed by a man in his thirties, dressed in a suit, typically dressed as an urban white-collar worker.

"Dean Zhang, your secretary has already come to get the tracheal intubation, I'll give it to him." The anesthetist said angrily, "How do you calculate this money? We just talked about cost accounting."

"Huh? My secretary?" The man in the suit grabbed Wu Mian's arm and looked at him strangely.

The anesthesiologist was also stunned, what's the matter? This young man turned out to be a fake. I've heard of someone robbing Du Lengding in the hospital, and never heard of someone robbing a tracheal intubation. It's useless to take this thing back.

"Let go!" Wu Mian knew that his luck was not very good, and unexpectedly met the master. He held the tracheal intubation, raised his eyebrows, and said coldly.

"Grab him!" Dean Zhang did not show weakness, he shouted. After all, there are many people around him, and Wu Mian's 1.83-meter big man doesn't think he is so tall in front of a crowd.

"Catch you numb!" Wu Mian was anxious, raised his foot, and kicked Dean Zhang's thigh.

Dean Zhang was kicked a few meters away and fell to the ground, his whole person dumbfounded.

Wu Mian turned around and ran, only to hear someone yelling hoarsely from behind: "Grab him, grab him."

Shouting is shouting, but no one really catches up.

The man looked handsome, like a star in a TV series. But he was the real murderer. He kicked Dean Zhang to the ground with one kick. The people that Dean Zhang brought from the magic city belonged to the kind of professional elites who only talked and didn't touch their hands.

The anesthesiologist was also dumbfounded.

Tohoku doesn't agree with each other, and you can fight anything you look at. There are more people fighting in the hospital. In the early years, people who went to the emergency department to grab Du Lengding basically did it, but they never went to the operating room to grab a tracheal intubation.

Do you want to go back and perform surgery on cats, dogs, and cats?

The key is that the young man didn't hesitate at all, and kicked Dean Zhang to the ground with a kick. Cattle! The anesthesiologist thought to himself.

"Look for video surveillance, don't let him run away!"

"Call the police, call the police!"

"Yes, hurry up and call the police. Now there are surveillance everywhere, and he can't run away!"

The rest of the people talked in a mess, and the female secretary helped Dean Zhang who had fallen on the ground up. But when he was helping halfway, Dean Zhang winked. He had already sat up, but didn't stand up. Instead, he lay down again, crying for pain.

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When Wu Mian rushed back to the emergency department with the tracheal intubation tube, Lin Daoshi's motorcade had just arrived.

"Hold the child, go to 120." Wu Mian shouted with the tracheal intubation in her hand.

The people who followed Lin Daoshi were also stunned. The hospital is here, why do you have to go to the hospital for 120? What is rhythm?

But with Lin Daoshi, he obeyed Wu Mian's instructions, and immediately asked Tao Ruo and the woman next to him to take the child to the 120 ambulance.

The woman is already numb, the child in her arms has become "fat" several times, and her eyes are drooping outside, and she can only see the ups and downs of the rib cage occasionally.

"Tracheal intubation!" The middle-aged man who came down with the child shouted loudly, but then he was shocked when he saw Wu Mian running out.

"Wu... Teacher Wu?" he muttered to himself.

It's hard to believe that you can see Teacher Wu in Montenegro. When did he return to China?

Wu Mian dashed into the 120 ambulance, seeing Wei Dabao sweating anxiously, his eyes a little lost.

"Adrenaline, 1 mg intravenously!"

"What did the antihistamines bring?!"

Wei Dabao watched Wu Mian rushing up silly, because he was just a little late looking for antihistamines. Hearing Wu Mian asked, Wei Dabao said, "Bring promethazine."

"100mg, intramuscular injection."

Chu Zhixi assisted Wu Mian, trying to break the mouth of a child like a balloon, and insert the child’s tracheal intubation.

"Little..." The doctor outside who followed Tao Ruo just wanted to say to be careful, but when he thought that the intubator was Wu Mian, he swallowed the second half of the sentence.

There is Mr. Wu at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that he still has to talk, isn't he waiting to be slapped in the face?

Although the child's upper body and subcutaneous emphysema have been extremely serious, his mouth almost cannot be opened.

Although there is no auxiliary bronchoscope, there is not even a visual laryngoscope for tracheal intubation under normal conditions.

But it was Mr. Wu who performed the tracheal intubation operation after all.

With just one click, the laryngoscope was sent to the air intake pipe, and a turbid breath was ejected, and the chest can be seen clearly up and down.

"What's the bronchodilator?" Wu Mian also relaxed a little, and asked while fixing the tracheal intubation.

"Love Quanle."

"Brother, it's ipratropium bromide."

"Dosing." Wu Mian glanced at the child, and then said, "Go straight to the sophomore year."

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