C13 Bus Flip Accident
C13 Bus Flip Accident
Looking at the two principals who were rushing over with a large group of doctors from the surgical building, everyone knew that this was the bus accident that was just announced. However, it was only half an hour earlier than expected.
Two ambulances brought down unconscious patients, one from each of the two chairmen, and sent them directly to the operation room.
"Old Zheng, I'll leave the rest of the wounded to you!"
When Koo Changsheng left, he gave all the tasks to Zheng Weiguo. After all, there were only three operating rooms in this remote county hospital. One of them was having a cesarean section, and the remaining two were taken by them. The rest could only be left for the experienced Zheng Weiguo.
The third patient had a broken leg. A middle-aged doctor immediately rushed over and said, "I'm best at injuries from a fall. Leave this patient to me!"
The fourth stroke was a series of bruises and pressure wounds. The one with the heaviest injuries was a six to seven centimeters long gash on his forehead.
Chen Qun looked at the wound and couldn't help giving his diagnosis.
"There was a 6.7 cm laceration on the left side of the patient's forehead."
Zheng Weiguo and the other doctors and nurses understood what he meant and looked towards him.
Chen Qun saw that the surroundings were different, he wanted to explain, but he closed his mouth in the end. Could it be that he had sewn thousands of stitches into the body of the patient last night? As for the size and length of the wound, it had already been replaced by a needle, giving a rough estimate.
Zheng Weiguo's expression was tranquil. With the help of a genius surgeon like Chen Qun, he could naturally hand over these suturing tasks to him in one go.
"Chen, you are in charge of cleaning the patient's wounds and suturing it!"
Zheng Weiguo looked again and confirmed that there was no bone injury. He could let the young people do it without worry.
There was still another reason that he didn't want to share with Chen Qun. It was this man who was injured in the head. With just a glance at the stitches, he could be seen. This could be considered as a facade project. Naturally, he had to sew it up well so as to reassure the other patients and let the leader have some face.
Young people would not understand such worldly wisdom.
Arriving at the emergency room, Chen Qun recited the lines he recited all night last night.
"Five milliliters of 1% Ricardin for wound management. Prepare 5-0 prednisolone stitches and anesthetic needles."
Zhang Xin took advantage of the time when he was going through the needle to lightly measure the length of the wound on the patient's forehead with the gauze in her hand.
It was exactly nine needles, one needle wouldn't be more than one needle, it was exactly the number Chen Qun expected.
Chen Qun couldn't help sighing inwardly. He originally thought that doing so much practice in the medical school was a completely different concept from last night's practice.
He looked at the neat, broken stitches on his forehead, almost as perfect as a work of art. Only now did he realize that no amount of practice would be able to make up for the disparity in talent. Otherwise, even the most focused stitches would cause the needle to deviate from its original position due to the trembling of the palm, turning the stitches into a mess.
Right now, he only had an accuracy of 8, which was already more than half of a normal person's. He didn't know whether or not a 10% accuracy would be able to weave a Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting onto the patient.
Looking at the sutured wound, a woman at the side could not help but praise him sincerely, "Oh my god, it turns out that the surgical stitches are even more tightly-knit than my stitches. I really admire you Surgery Doctor!"
Zhang Xin, who was bandaging the patient's wounds with a hemostasis bandage, said indifferently, "This will depend on the doctor's skill!"
The woman, who looked like an old lady, immediately laughed, winked at Chen Qun and laughed out loud.
"Thank you. Comrade Doctor! "
Don't laugh so strangely, okay?
"Obtained 1 'heartfelt thanks', 1 experience point, 20% completion rate."
Chen Qun couldn't even close his mouth. He only had 1 experience to treat a patient with a light injury? Wasn't the system too stingy? Last time, wasn't there 30 experience points?
The little girl also had 3 experience points?
However, Chen Qun immediately understood. This gratitude came from an outsider, so the patient was probably not that sincere.
Zhang Xin walked out of the emergency room and shouted towards the outside. Those who need stitches on their wounds, line up here! "
Chen Qun looked at the clock on the wall. It only took him six minutes to deal with the wound, which was half the time it took for him to practice in the system. It seemed that besides the help of the nurse, her ability had also greatly improved.
The next person to enter was a young woman who was dressed flirtatiously. Her left hand was full of burn marks.
When he asked, he found out that he had been sitting on the gas tank during the accident. He had been burned by the rising flames, and the back of his hand was covered with blisters the size of soybeans and his skin was blood-red.
"Second degree burns on the surface, use conservative treatment. Give me gauze, I'll clean the wound." Prepare the antibacterial crude oil, which should be available in the duty room opposite, whoever goes to get it! "
Chen Qun took the cotton swab and carefully wiped off the oil smoke and dirt on his injured skin with ether. His gentle fingers barely broke a bubble before he used a soft brush to slowly wash his skin. In the end, he let the two nurses take over and bandaged the wound.
The entire bus, covered with people, rolled down the six to seven meter high hill. Fortunately, the slope was small, and most of the passengers were injured. They were all sent to the county hospital for emergency treatment.
Chen Qun was becoming more and more familiar with the technique, treating the patient's wounds as if it was natural and natural. Where he bled, it was the best place for him to practice his surgical skills. When he finished stitching the wound of the eleventh patient, he realized that there was no one in front of him.
"Hey, how lonely is Invincibility! I had only just gotten the job done, but there was already no one left! Xiaoli, go out and take a look. Bring in two more people! "
Zhang Xin let out a sad sigh at the side. She tidied up the tools on the tool cart in front of her and looked at Chen Qun with a look of regret.
Chen Qun could not help but retort, "You have obsessive-compulsive disorder. You even made a pyramid out of surgical needles?"
Zhang Xin didn't need to turn around. She placed a pair of tweezers on the operating table behind her, making a soft noise as she glared at him.
"They're all from the motherland. Watching too much of the parade makes me feel uncomfortable if I don't tidy up a bit!"
Another nurse laughed out loud, "Our Xinxin is known for being disorderly and uncomfortable. Don't you know that ever since Xinxin became the head nurse of the emergency department, the face of the department has become lively and energetic?"
Chen Qun twitched his mouth secretly. Xin Xin? If not, I would have thought it was a gorilla! However, this gorilla was way too beautiful!