The Godfather of Surgery

Yang Ping struggled to support his body to get up.

The hands were sore, bloody, and even more painful with the mud.

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Xiao Su rushed over, hugged Yang Ping tightly, and cried with her head on his shoulder.

Yang Ping stroked her hair with his wrist: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

"Magu and the liaison!"

Yang Ping immediately remembered that there were two more people.

Xiao Su immediately released him: "Quickly save people!"

"Help, landslide!" Yang Ping and Xiao Su shouted loudly in turn.

"Magu!" Xiao Su shouted.

Yang Ping wanted to call the liaison officer, but found that he didn't know the name.

"Contact!"

Yang Ping shouted.

There is no echo, it must be pressed inside.

They can only be saved one by one, and Yang Ping can remember their positions.

Save Magu first, then save the liaison.

The earth pressure on Magu's side is very solid, and the liaison officer's side needs to be looser. The looser it is, the more air remains in it, and the longer the wounded will be supported.

Regardless of the pain, Yang Ping started digging the soil and digging Magu again according to the location he remembered.

In the distance, a group of people came over, dozens of them.

The village chief and everyone heard the shouts and rushed over, but the distance was too far, so they arrived now.

The farm implements, hoes and rakes that everyone brings are useless and will hurt the people inside.

The village chief led everyone to dig the soil with their hands, and the people were divided into two groups, one for Magu and the other for liaison officers.

Yang Ping saw that someone had brought a small shovel, so he had an idea to let the person in the thick coat take off his coat, wrap the shovel, tie it tightly, and then go to shovel the soil. Although it is not as easy to use as the original shovel, it is faster than the hand. A lot, and without hurting the buried person.

Another group of people rushed over, separated by a few minutes, old people, women and children, Magu's grandmother also followed.

We all do it, the more people, the greater the power.

Ma Gu was quickly dug up, and the shovel turned to the liaison officer.

Yang Ping touched Magu's nose and carotid artery, there was breath and pulsation, and the pressure time was short. Yang Ping removed the soil from her nasal cavity and mouth, opened the airway, and fresh air came in. Magu gradually woke up and opened the door. Eye.

"Where are the two doctors?" The first words after waking up.

"Here, it's fine!" said the village chief.

Soon, the liaison was also dug up, and Yang Ping hurried over to check. Thankfully, the heartbeat and breathing were still there, and Yang Ping also helped him remove the dirt from his mouth and nose.

His face slowly turned rosy, he coughed a few times, what he was saying, and his voice was weak.

Yang Ping leaned in to listen: "Camera, camera!"

"His camera!" Yang Ping heard it.

The village chief took off the clothes on the shovel and continued to dig where he came out. His camera was dug out, which was full of dirt. Handing the camera into his hands, he hugged the camera tightly with both hands.

"Send to the hospital!" Yang Ping told the village chief.

The village chief thought the same, and quickly called the township government to report it and sent a car over.

When digging Magu, the village chief sent someone back to find the wooden board. Two young men ran over carrying a wooden board, which was the door board removed from the door.

Xiao Su picked up the two bags scattered on the ground, carried one, carried one, and supported Yang Ping. She was determined not to let Yang Ping carry the backpack again.

Everyone carried Magu and the liaison on the door panel and ran on the mountain road, but Yang Ping and Xiao Su still couldn't keep up.

Walk through the cliff road, through the dense forest, down the stone steps, to the concrete road.

The driver was leaning on the front of the car to smoke. Seeing this scene, he stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"

"The side of the reservoir collapsed, was held down, and dug out. He was angry and could speak."

The village chief said: "The township government's car is on the way, and it will arrive soon."

Yang Ping was able to understand the village chief's words and said, "Go to Nanqiao People's Hospital!"

This minivan will definitely not be able to complete the task of transshipment, it can only wait for the car from the township government.

Yang Ping wanted to touch the phone to make a call, but his hand hurt so badly, it was inconvenient, Xiao Su immediately said, "I'm coming, where is your phone?"

"Right trouser pocket."

Xiao Su Gang took out his mobile phone: "Call Director Tian?"

"Um!"

"password?"

"No password."

Xiao Su Gang called Director Tian's phone, pressed the speakerphone, and placed it in front of Yang Ping, near his mouth.

Yang Ping reported what had just happened to Director Tian, ​​and asked Director Tian to contact Nanqiao Hospital to prepare for receiving patients.

When reporting, he actually forgot to report himself and Xiao Su, and only said that Ma Gu and the liaison were suppressed.

"Let me put the phone here, you answer the call, I'll get it for you." Xiao Su put the phone on herself.

Xiao Su put down her bag, remembered that there was a box of mineral water in the van, and took out three bottles of mineral water: "Hold on! I'll help you wash the wound."

Yang Ping only remembered that his hands were bloody and full of mud and needed to be washed.

Yang Ping stretched out his hand, it hurt anyway, be more ruthless, and gritted his teeth.

Xiao Su poured the mineral water, Yang Ping rubbed under the water, Xiao Su was so distressed that she burst into tears: "Take it easy, take it easy!"

Take it lightly, the key point, it's all pain, it's better to wash it cleanly.

Heart-piercing pain, but unavoidable, three bottles of mineral water came down and washed his hands cleanly, Yang Ping shuddered after washing.

"Without oil gauze, ordinary gauze will stick. Expose it first, then go back and wrap it up." Xiao Su used a tissue to gently dry the water on Yang Ping's hand.

Yang Ping instructed Xiao Su to check the injuries of the two wounded. Fortunately, the injuries should not be serious. It was all mud and no stones at the time.

The village chief Fang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He didn't know what to do, and looked across the road from time to time.

The car sent by the township government came, and a small four-wheeled truck was dispatched. Everyone carried the people into the truck compartment. The township head came down and asked anxiously, "Where is the landslide? Are you all right?"

"At the construction site of the fishing station, two injured, sober." The village chief reported.

Sober, that's fine, the mayor relaxes a little.

The van driver said, "You guys take this car."

"I'll go up too, look at ease." Yang Ping said.

Xiao Su supported Yang Ping, and the two also got into the truck, and the luggage was sent to the truck compartment by the villagers.

"Drive slowly!" The village chief told the driver.

The pickup truck headed towards Nanqiao People's Hospital.

Director Tian received the call and immediately reported to Director Pan, ready to pick up the wounded.

Maybe tired, or in pain, or sweating a lot, Yang Ping shivered a little.

Xiao Su took off his coat and put it on him.

Yang Ping didn't say: "No, it's windy on the car, don't catch a cold, put it on yourself!"

"It's okay! It's not that easy to catch a cold. I exercise a lot." Xiao Su put his clothes on for him and put his arms around him.

Yang Ping's hands couldn't touch anything, so he kept holding them in front of his chest, as if he had just washed his hands in the operating room.

Xiao Su carefully placed his forearm on his lap, letting his hand hang in the air, so that he had a support, otherwise it would be very hard to hold it all the time.

"Forbearance first, I'll help you sterilize and bandage when you go back." Xiao Su looked distressed.

Magu wanted to speak, but Xiaosu lowered her head to listen.

"Are Dr. Yang and Nurse Su okay?"

This is the second time to ask.

"It's okay, it's okay." Xiao Su said.

Ma Gu was relieved.

The liaison has been guarding the camera tightly, and he has not let go of the camera several times when others want to keep it for him.

When we arrived at Nanqiao People's Hospital, Director Tian arrived early and waited at the door of the emergency department.

The two wounded were carried down and immediately taken over by the emergency doctor.

Looking at Yang Ping and Xiao Su's body, Yang Ping's hands were all rotten.

Director Tian asked with concern: "What's wrong? You guys!"

"It's alright! It was made by hand digging the soil."

Yang Ping didn't want to talk about things, Xiao Su saw that he didn't want to talk, and didn't say anything. Anyway, people were fine, maybe Yang Ping didn't want to trouble everyone.

Song Zimo, Zhang Lin, and Xiao Wu gathered around and said, "Are you alright? Quickly, go to the orthopaedic ward, rinse and change the dressing."

The representative of the health bureau came over and apologized. Zhang Lin said, "How did you do your work, people are injured like this, let me tell you, what's wrong with these hands, I'm not finished with you."

Director Tian immediately grabbed Zhang Lin, and the health bureau's face was flushed and his neck was flushed, and he kept apologizing.

Several people took Yang Ping and Xiao Su to the orthopaedic ward, Zhang Lin carried luggage, and Xiao Wu ran to prepare things.

Song Zimo and Director Tian accompanied him to the orthopaedic ward. Director Zeng also knew the news and ran out to pick up: "How did you get hurt like this, hurry up, clean it up!"

Going to the dressing room, ready to clean and disinfect the wound, Xiao Su helped him with his hand.

"Do you want anesthesia? A nerve block in the wrist?" Song Zimo was about to start cleaning.

Yang Ping shook his head: "No, it's all painful."

"Then hold back, Xiao Wu, physiological saline." Song Zimo started to do it.

Xiao Wu has opened the bottle, rinsed with physiological saline, and Song Zimo cleaned with a damp cotton ball with a hemostatic forceps, moving quickly and lightly.

After washing several times, and then trimming the raised epidermis with ophthalmic scissors, it is all epidermal damage and should not be a problem. After trimming, rinse it several times, and then cover the wound with Vaseline gauze and bandage it up.

Fatty Liang, who realized it later, came in at this time: "Brother Yang, what's wrong? No one notified me of such a big event?"

Zhou Can also came in: "Xiao Su! Are you okay?"

"Go to the office for a meeting, have a tetanus skin test, and get an injection for tetanus." Song Zimo got up.

Everyone was surrounded, Xiao Su supported, and Yang Ping went to the director's office.

"Quick! Help me in and hang a few bottles of anti-inflammatory." Director Zeng has already packed up his office.

"Antibiotics are no longer needed." Yang Ping said.

"How about Xiao Xu's bacterial culture?" Yang Ping asked, remembering.

Director Zeng straightened his chair: "Why are you still thinking about this? Coagulase-negative staphylococci have been cultivated in the exposed part of the bone, and no bacteria have been cultivated in the other few."

For the time being, it seems that it is in line with his own judgment, but the main surgery is definitely not going to work, so Song Zimo can only do it for him.

"If the surgery happens, I'll do it." Song Zimo said.

After the tetanus skin test was done, it was negative, and a shot of tetanus antitoxin was given.

Yang Ping and Xiao Su were covered in mud.

"Go to the dormitory and change into clean clothes." Zhang Lin said.

Zhou Can accompanied Xiao Su, and Song Zimo accompanied Yang Ping back to the dormitory.

With the help of Zhang Lin and Xiao Wu, Yang Ping took a clean shower and protected his hands from getting wet.

Changed into clean clothes and was helped back to the dormitory by my brother.

"Leave the clothes first, and I'll help you wash them together at night." Xiao Wu put the clothes bucket in the corner of the dormitory.

Director Tian also rushed to the dormitory: "The two wounded are fine, the liaison officer has three broken ribs, Ma Gu has a scalp hematoma, and the soft tissue of the calf is bruised. There is nothing serious."

Yang Ping was relieved.

Zhang Lin prepared a cup of oatmeal for Yang Ping to drink. He couldn't hold a spoon with both hands. Zhang Lin wanted to feed it, but Yang Ping refused, so he held it with his wrist and drank it.

A few people started to figure out what Yang Ping would eat in the past few days. In the morning, noon and evening, Song Zimo, Xiaowu, Zhanglin, and three people took turns to serve.

"Can I come in?" Xiao Su asked outside.

"Xiao Su is here!" Song Zimo said at the door.

"Yes! Very good!" Zhang Lin shouted.

Xiao Su also changed his clothes and came in with a folded eco-bag in his hand. Seeing that Yang Ping was drinking oatmeal porridge, he put down the eco-bag and immediately asked, "Are there any spoons?"

"Yes!" Zhang Lin was stunned, and immediately handed over the spoon.

Xiao Su picked up the porridge, picked a small spoonful, tasted the hot and cold, and then fed Yang Ping one bite at a time.

"What about your clothes, pack them all, I'll take them up, wash and dry them before sending them down." Xiao Su said while feeding.

Everyone is dumbfounded.

Is dog food so spilled? Sprinkling too blatantly, too domineering and arrogant, right?

It seems that there is no need to worry about what to eat or what to wear!

"The clothes are here!" Xiao Wu picked up the reusable bag.

Put all Yang Ping's clothes in the bucket.

Thank you for the reward of the humble gentleman and the humble self-shepherd! Thank you Xingchen Cangyu for your reward!