Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

"What's going on? Why did it happen suddenly?" Ye Yibai asked while running.

"I don't know. After you gave the doctor's order to pay attention to the oxygen supply, our colleagues paid special attention to the situation of bed No. 6. Just now, the patient suddenly sat up, sweating profusely, and could only jump out word by word. From what you said this morning, we knew he had an asthma attack."

"We tried to give oxygen, but he couldn't breathe in too shallowly!"

"Understood." Ye Yibai said in a deep voice, and the three of them quickened their pace.

Running right after eating is a huge violation of Allen's principles as a gastroenterologist, but... run, run, God bless, go away from intestinal spasms, gastritis, and gastric ulcers!

The three rushed all the way to the treatment room.

Head nurse Zhou was already there. Seeing Ye Yibai and the others, she breathed a sigh of relief while clearly describing the patient's condition.

"Patient Jiang Qinghua, 52 years old, cannot lie flat, can only sit up and breathe, has shortness of breath when resting, has difficulty speaking, and can only skip words."

"Respiratory rate."

"Respiratory rate greater than thirty beats per minute, pulse greater than 120 beats per minute."

Ye Yibai stepped forward and listened to Jiang Qinghua's wheezing.

"Salbutamol 1 mg intravenously, aminophylline 0.25 g intravenously, dexamethasone 30 mg infusion, finish the infusion within one hour, 30 mg phentolamine is slowly infused in five times, and observe the patient's blood pressure and cardiovascular conditions. Go get the big caliber Breathing bag, let's try again."

"Ok."

"Good Doctor Ye."

The nurses ran away quickly, those who should take medicine took medicine, and those who should take equipment took equipment.

"Ye, do you want to prepare a tracheal intubation tool?"

Ye Yibai nodded, "Prepare first, and intubate if the large-caliber breathing bag fails."

Dr. Ye stepped forward and glanced at the name of the drug on the hanging bottle, "How much glucose is prescribed today?"

"4000ml, there is another intramuscular injection of furosemide at 2 o'clock." Head nurse Zhou replied while flipping through the records.

"Pay attention to the patient's urination. If there is not enough today, add furosemide and repeat it."

"Okay, Doctor Ye."

While the two were talking, Jiang Qinghua suddenly coughed violently, and the sound of the thick slurry turning and circling in the bronchi echoed in the treatment room.

Ye Yibai stepped forward and patted the patient's back.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough." The loud cough sounded as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

"Cough~cough~ah~poof" the sound of thick slurry pouring up from the trachea.

"Xiao Xu, spittoon."

Nurse Xiao Xu pretended to be serious with her fleshy face, picked up the spittoon and walked to Jiang Qinghua's side.

"Pfft, bah."

A mouthful of thick, yellowish phlegm was spit into the spittoon.

Ye Yibai's eyes quickly scanned the color of the sputum, "Go get some expectorant medicine, and the family members, let them empty the spittoon when they come."

Richard and Allen on the side helped the little nurse move the huge oxygen tank to the proper position, while looking at the highly artistic spittoon and sighed: "Chinese people really enjoy it, such a beautiful work of art is actually used to hold phlegm."

"They also pee on this thing."

"So short and so small, how do you pee? Pick it up?"

The two foreigners looked at each other, and they both saw confusion and incomprehension in each other's eyes.

Just as the two foreigners were struggling with how to use the spittoon, another foreigner also arrived.

Reporter Mawei came from the cafeteria after dinner, and saw the group of white coats rushing about, and the patient on the bed seemed to be short of breath, his footsteps were heavy, and he didn't dare to step forward step.

"Hey Brit, you open that window over there to let some air in."

The ponytail reporter, that is, Elaine, gave Richard a hard look, but still quickly stepped forward and opened the window. Oh, of course, he listened to that Yankee's command to save people.

After the window was opened, Elaine glanced at the uncomfortable resting seats in the corridor not far away. Elaine sighed softly, then moved her steps, didn't she just wait, wait, wait.

"Doctor Ye, we have it!"

Nurse Xu quickly ran from the opposite corridor with an oversized breathing bag.

"give me."

Head nurse Zhou hurried forward and took over the breathing bag.

"Jiang Qinghua, come on, let's lie down slowly, Xiao Xu, Bu."

Head nurse Zhou said while quickly cleaning the patient's mouth, while helping the patient to lie down slowly, put down the railing at the head of the hospital bed, she stood on the head of the bed, and pressed the patient's chin.

"Xiao Xu."

Nurse Xu nodded, and put the mask on Jiang Qinghua's head, "Come on, breathe hard!" The huge breathing bag is connected to the oxygen tank, so that the oxygen supply rate can reach 4-6L per minute.

While giving artificial oxygen, other nurses also came back with medicines. With the synergistic effect of salbutamol, aminophylline, phentolamine and other medicines, the patient's condition gradually began to ease.

About half an hour later.

"Respiratory rate slowed down and pulse returned to below 100/min."

All the white coats present heaved a sigh of relief.

"Acute asthma is usually caused by allergies. Head nurse Zhou, please help the patient find out the cause of the attack later, and remind the family members."

"Okay, Doctor Ye." Head nurse Zhou nodded.

Ye Yibai took off his rubber gloves and walked towards the sink. When he passed the corridor and saw Elaine sitting alone, he felt a rare kindness.

"You can go to my office to rest or go for a walk outside, don't worry, I won't run away."

Elaine looked up at the young Huaguo doctor wearing a mask, and couldn't help but doubt her initial conclusion. This person doesn't look like a fraudster.

"No! I'll just wait here!" He won't be corrupted by sugar-coated bullets, he must stick to his position!

Hearing this, Ye Yibai nodded with a smile, "Alright then, if you sit for a long time, remember to stand up and walk around."

After washing his hands and returning to the office, Dr. Ma and another middle-aged doctor were already waiting here, and this Dr. Zheng was the one Ye Yibai wanted to hand over.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Ye, the handover form is in duplicate, and I've already signed it." Dr. Zheng smiled, and handed the signed form to Ye Yibai.

Ye Yibai took the form and signed it readily, and at the same time took out a slightly thicker medical record from the drawer, "This is Feng Ran's. This patient is in some trouble. He needs a craniotomy and laparotomy. Do a bladder suture, everything else is done, I wrote half of the operation record, it will take about half an hour."

Dr. Zheng quickly took over the medical records, flipped through them and said, "I'll tell you the truth, I came here for this operation record. I performed craniotomy and laparotomy one after another, snatching people away from the god of death abruptly. .”

"You don't have to worry about the time, we will do the handover first, and you can write slowly."

"Thank you, I'll send it to you when I finish writing."

"No, no, just put it here after you finish writing. I will be on duty in this office at night." Dr. Zheng said.

While the few people were talking, Shen Lai hurried in, "They're all here, Doctor Ye, what about the two sisters of the Su family? Are you here?"

Ye Yibai stopped what he was doing, and looked up, "I asked them to take X-rays in the morning, and the X-rays won't be available so soon, maybe they went to eat."

Shen Lai smiled wryly when he heard the words, he took two steps forward, and said in an unprecedented solemn tone: "Doctor Ye, is your relationship with Director Pei good enough?"

The pen in Ye Yibai's hand almost drew a black line on the operation record sheet, "Why do you ask that?"

"I see, you should have a good relationship. Pei Zebi is taking good care of you, so it shouldn't be a big problem." Shen Lai muttered to himself, and when he heard Ye Yibai's question, he had a wry smile on his face.

"It wasn't caused by the incident in Hangzhou. The severed fingers were replanted. There have been many wars these years. Many people have lost arms and broken legs. Now many of them are powerful and powerful. I inquired about it, probably that person Mrs. Wang, Su Xiuqing wants to please her husband, Yunhe's old principal, Zou Shengming, has arrived in Shanghai."

Yunhe?He seemed to have heard the name somewhere.

"For those of you who are younger, you have probably rarely heard of the name Yunhe. 30 years ago, Beijinwu and Nanyunhe, most of the older generation of soldiers and warriors came from these two military academies. Those who come out of Yunhe have to perform the disciple ceremony to that old Mr. Zou."

"Although Yunhe is gone now, Jiwei is still there." Shen Lai half-spoken, hesitant to speak, after all, there are some things that he can't talk about.

Dr. Ye frowned. He re-understood Shen Lai's words from beginning to end, and said hesitantly, "So, that old Principal Zou is missing an arm or a leg?"

Shen Lai heard the words and was about to answer when he saw a voice full of anger coming from the door.

"You're the one who lacks an arm and a broken leg. My father, I have all four limbs and am healthy."

Everyone heard the sound and looked, only to see an old man with white hair looking at Ye Yibai angrily with a cane.

"Where did I lose my arms and legs? Young people don't pay much attention to their speech!" Zou Shengming's crutch hit the ground twice, as if the ground was Ye Yibai.

"Uncle, please speak carefully." Pei Zebi said dissatisfiedly, his sullen face written all over his body was exactly the same as Zou Shengming's.

Zou Shengming became even angrier when he heard the words, "The crutches don't hurt, right? What do you mean I should speak well? Why don't I speak well? Help an outsider talk about your uncle. Boy, the dean of your family only said half of what he said. Let me tell you, as long as my old man says a word, thousands of troops will go straight to Shanghai..."

"Go straight to Shanghai and take my dog's head." Dr. Ye took out the stethoscope from his pocket and hung it around his neck. He pointed to the square stool next to him, "Sit down, although I'm not very good at neurology, But I can still give some advice.”

The treatment room was quiet for a while, and then everyone heard the sound of an old man furious.

"Neurology? What does he mean? What does he mean? Did he say I'm crazy!!"

"Qu Mingzhi, explain to him, is Lao Tzu bragging? Although it is a little exaggerated, I am really good. Pei Zebi, why don't you speak!"

"This little doctor is so annoying! If it was back then..."

Seeing his old man dancing around, Pei Zebi felt a sharp pain in his head. He gave Ye Yibai a sorry look, and then stood between Ye Yibai and Zou Shengming.

"Uncle, the Department of Neurology does not deal with mental illness. Dr. Ye doesn't mean that. Don't act like a child. Dr. Ye is the savior of me and Xie Yang. You just want to save Yang Yang and me. You have to have a better attitude towards people. Besides, Liang Cong's finger was attached by him, and you still ask him for it."

"benefactor?"

"Ah."

"He took the finger?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Really, this little doctor looks seven or eight years younger than him, he is only in his early twenties, so powerful?"

Pei Zebi had the feeling of being shot in the heart by an arrow, he forced a smile, "Yes, really."

At this time, the two sisters of the Su family happened to be walking along the corridor with Liang Cong holding the film. Su Xiuqing saw two young men standing upright and full of evil spirits at the door of the treatment room. Her eyes lit up and she pulled Su Xiufen. hand, "Go."

Su Xiufen followed Su Xiuqing's gaze and frowned, obviously guessing something, "That person is really here, you are really here, and you will cause me trouble." As she said that, she also quickened her pace.

Elaine was sitting bored in the corridor. Seeing the figures of the Su family sisters and Liang Cong, she subconsciously stood up. Out of the intuition of journalists, there seemed to be some excitement ahead, oh no, there was news to dig out.