There are too many injured.
The place where Qifei and her small group were trapped was relatively lucky; they had enough space to move around and enough oxygen.
She organized people to pull out all those who were trapped under heavy objects, and those who couldn't be pulled out could only be kept still.
Some of the injured were unable to move at all, and if they were moved, there was no medical equipment at hand, so Qifei had no way to save them.
"Doctor, his condition seems a bit off." Some of the less seriously injured or even uninjured volunteers came to be Qifei's assistants, keeping a close eye on the injured.
At this time, everyone is willing to contribute their own strength in order to stick together and keep warm.
Qifei quickly walked over, her brows furrowed slightly. This person's condition was very bad, but she didn't have any medicine on her.
The person lying down was visibly breathing rapidly.
He was hit in the chest by falling equipment.
A strong impact could rupture the thoracic duct and split the visceral pleura. He already had obvious pneumothorax, and in this case, a puncture procedure was necessary.
But given the current conditions, let alone puncture surgery, Qifei doesn't even have any sharp objects.
Even disregarding the risk of postoperative infection, there are no conditions available for a biopsy at present.
But this person in front of us is clearly not going to make it; if we don't deal with it in time, we won't be able to wait for rescue.
"What should we do, doctor? Is he not going to make it?" The voice of the person next to him trembled slightly. In this situation, the death of one person would be a heavy blow to them.
Qifei bit her lip and suddenly looked up, "Does anyone have a sharp, long thing?"
People were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other.
"Is a hairpin okay?" A girl timidly raised her hand and pulled the hairpin out of her hair.
This girl is wearing Hanfu, and today she happens to have a long hairpin in her hair.
"Sure," Qifei nodded. "Does anyone have a lighter?"
"Me." A man immediately pulled out a lighter.
"I also have disinfectant wipes here." Another person raised their hand.
Fortunately, she often carries disinfectant wipes with her because of her germaphobia, and they came in handy now.
Qifei quickly disinfected the hairpin, found the right spot, and stabbed it in with swift, precise speed.
There were gasps of surprise at the scene, but those standing nearby exclaimed with delight, "He doesn't seem to be in as much pain anymore."
Qifei's stab just now was to relieve his pressure, but that's not the real solution. He still needs to be taken to the hospital immediately.
She looked anxiously at the blocked area, wondering when the rescue would arrive.
As soon as news of the earthquake in Yuncheng broke, the whole country was paying attention to the situation there.
Rescue teams are arriving in batches.
It has been eight hours since the earthquake, and there have been two aftershocks.
The rescue work is even more difficult.
Because the buildings here at the Grand Theater are all large, large machines are needed to move them.
However, its large area and the fact that people were scattered throughout the area undoubtedly made the rescue more difficult.
Several life detectors were already operating simultaneously, and Shura hurriedly led his team over from another site.
He quickly passed through the rescued crowd, but didn't see Qifei at all.
"What's the situation now?" Shura forced down his panic and found the team leader in charge of the rescue to ask about the situation.
"Rescue efforts are underway, but the theater building is too heavy, and the machinery is clearing it little by little."
"Are there any teams going down below?" Shura looked at the crane struggling to lift rocks and then at the submerged area.
"Two squads went down, and there's an opening that's barely big enough to get in."
"Take me to see this." Shura simply couldn't wait any longer.
Qi Fei's fate is currently unknown, and it's unclear how many wounded are inside. They can't just sit here and wait to die.
Every second was precious, so Shura led his men through the gap.
They carried basic medical supplies for emergency treatment.
One good thing about the theater is that it is relatively spacious, so even if there is a collapse, the gaps left are relatively large.
Shura and his team have encountered other squads and determined different directions for their search.
Surprisingly, there are many people left among them.
In addition to Maestro Lin's concert, there are other performances at the Grand Theatre today, just on different floors.
They have gradually gathered people together and found a relatively safe place to wait for the passage outside to be dug through.
"Please, please save my mommy, my mommy has a stomachache." A little girl cried and hugged Shura's leg, her little face covered in dirt.
The girl's mother is pregnant and is accompanying her daughter to see a children's stage play.
She is now more than eight months pregnant. During the earthquake, she tried her best to protect her daughter, but it affected her pregnancy.
He was clutching his stomach, groaning in pain, and had no time to pay attention to the girl.
"Uncle, please save my mother." The girl's face was covered in tears as she clung to Shura's clothes.
Shura glanced at the curled-up pregnant woman, then at the person sitting on the ground. "Is there a doctor here? Is there a doctor here?"
“I am.” A man stood up, but he looked a bit disheveled; his arm had been injured by a falling light fixture.
"Dr. Ji?" Shura recognized the man at a glance. He frowned and looked at Ji He. "Is your arm alright?"
Ji He smiled wryly, "It's probably a bone fracture, but we'll need to go to the hospital for a proper examination."
"I remember you're a thoracic surgeon. Is it okay for pregnant women?"
“It’s alright, we’ve rotated through all the departments.” Ji He didn’t hesitate and quickly went to the pregnant woman’s side to check on her.
"By the way, Dr. Gong should still be here. Please make sure you find her," Ji He said earnestly, looking into Xiu Luo's eyes.
Shura's eyes flickered. "I will."
Two people were left to watch over the place, while Shura continued to lead his men to explore further inside.
The shouts attracted the attention of Qifei and her group.
Immediately, someone stood up and shouted, "We're here! Come and save us!"
How many of you are there in total?
"There are about twenty people, including Master Lin."
Their path was blocked, and the only way out was to move the stones blocking the way.
There are no machines here; they only brought in emergency medical supplies.
The only thing that can be moved is by hand.
After clearing away the small stones, only the large stones remained to be moved.
Shura and the others tried to move it several times, but the large rock was too heavy and could only be moved a little.
He looked around and saw steel pipes that had been squeezed and deformed.
Several people pulled out their tools and tried to pry the stones.
"Get away from here," a soldier shouted from the other side of the rock.
With a roar, the large piece was finally pried open and rolled down.
The tightly blocked area finally revealed a gap.
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