No wonder Wang Jiancheng was in a hurry just now. It turned out that Dean Wang was stabbed.
"How serious is the injury?" Li Zheng asked.
Director Tang shook his head and said, "I don't know the details, but his clothes are almost soaked with blood. Go to the operating room and help."
"Director Wang will handle it, so we shouldn't be needed!" Chen Dayong said. It's not that he doesn't want to go, but he's afraid that others will look down on him if he goes.
Li Zheng frowned.
Judging from Director Tang's description, the abdominal stab wound should have injured internal organs or large blood vessels. If it was only an injury to the intestines, the amount of bleeding would not be that much.
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Operating room.
Vice President Wang Jinsong was lying on a stretcher and was pushed inside by surgical staff.
Wang Jiancheng quickly changed into his wash clothes and went straight to operating room No. 4.
Before Guo Weiqiang had time to leave the operating room, he rushed to participate in the rescue.
"Quick, prepare to open the belly bag!"
Wang Jiancheng quickly tore off Wang Jinsong's clothes, took a look at his abdomen, and immediately gasped.
All the knife wounds were concentrated in the upper right abdomen and also in the lower right chest.
This is the liver!
It’s terrible!
Wang Jiancheng's hands began to tremble.
This kind of knife wound must be a compound injury.
The liver, gallbladder, diaphragm, lungs... may all be injured.
Guo Weiqiang and another general surgery attending physician, Yang Chuan, have already washed their hands and are ready to disinfect.
Seeing Wang Jiancheng in a daze, Guo Weiqiang asked, "How is the injury?"
Wang Jiancheng came back to his senses and said in a trembling voice, "The liver has suffered complex injuries. Judging from the wounds, there should be multiple lacerations in the liver."
Guo Weiqiang's heart tightened, and he quickly urged the nurse, "Hurry up and establish three intravenous lines, replenish the fluids, and ask the blood transfusion department to hurry up. Zhang Lei, administer anesthesia quickly!"
"The anesthesia will be ready soon!" Zhang Lei rushed over as soon as the old man woke up.
Who did Dean Wang offend to cause such harm?
After Guo Weiqiang gave the order, disinfection was carried out immediately.
Yang Chuan took the sterilizing bowl and sterilizing tweezers, and the two of them sterilized together, increasing the speed to the fastest.
The incision on my abdomen was still bleeding.
"Blood pressure 73/46 mmHg!" the circulating nurse shouted.
Hemorrhagic shock!
"Blood, where is the blood? Why hasn't it come yet!" Wang Jiancheng roared, and fell into a trance.
"Director Wang, don't just stand there, go wash your hands!" Guo Weiqiang couldn't bear it anymore. This is your uncle, he is rescuing a patient, why are you still in a daze!
If you don't open the abdominal cavity and stop the bleeding, all the blood you bleed will be wasted!
Sweat quickly soaked the white surgical cotton cap on Wang Jiancheng's forehead.
Forcing himself to calm down, Wang Jiancheng quickly turned around and went out to wash his hands.
Guo Weiqiang and Yang Chuan laid out the sterile sheet together.
Wang Jiancheng hurried back to the operating room.
I hurriedly put on my surgical gown, but I couldn't put on my gloves because I was too nervous.
Guo Weiqiang and Yang Chuan were speechless, watching Wang Jiancheng struggling with the gloves.
Time is life!
Brother, you have treated people with knife wounds before. Although it is not this serious, you don’t have to be so nervous!
Guo Weiqiang thought of how Li Zheng could handle any critically ill patient calmly and calmly. In contrast, Director Wang was far behind. He couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "Director Wang, do you want to ask Li Zheng to come over?"
"Bullshit!" Wang Jiancheng exploded like a powder keg that was lit.
"Who the hell is he! You think so highly of him! Is he omnipotent?" Wang Jiancheng was so stimulated that he put on the gloves smoothly.
Coming to the radio, Wang Jiancheng's nervousness disappeared, and he instantly became extremely calm. He said in a deep voice: "When I was in the provincial capital, I successfully treated more serious injuries than this. This patient is nothing!"
As he spoke, he took the dermatome from the instrument nurse, made a long oblique incision along the right rib margin, and separated the subcutaneous fat fascia tissue bit by bit.
Guo Weiqiang remembered Li Zheng's skin incision. He cut the fascia with one knife and cut the fascia at the same time. It was fast, accurate, ruthless and clean.
If you separate it a little bit, by the time you open the abdominal cavity, Dean Wang will be dead!
“Ding ding ding…”
The monitor suddenly sounded the alarm frantically.
"The blood pressure can't be measured!" the circulating nurse shouted loudly and anxiously.
Everyone's heart tightened.
"Hasn't the blood come yet?" Guo Weiqiang roared.
"Here it comes!" Someone from the blood transfusion department rushed in and took the blood bag out from the chest. It was already warm.
"Quick, increase the pressure for blood transfusion." Guo Weiqiang gave the order loudly.
The circulating nurse and Zhang Lei each hung a bag of blood, connected the infusion tube, and squeezed the blood bag hard.
Wang Jiancheng's hands began to tremble wildly again.
I tried to stop a bleeding point with an electric knife, but I couldn't do anything.
"Huh...huh..." Wang Jiancheng suddenly made a strange sound.
"Director Wang, what's wrong with you?" Guo Weiqiang asked nervously.
"Hmm..."
Wang Jiancheng couldn't catch his breath and staggered backwards.
"Director Wang, hurry up and support him!" Guo Weiqiang roared loudly, and Zhang Lei was quick to support Wang Jiancheng.
"Stool, quick!" Zhang Lei shouted.
The circulating nurse immediately brought a round stool and placed it behind Wang Jiancheng.
Zhang Lei helped him sit down and patted his back to help him calm down.
Wang Jiancheng took a few deep breaths, and his face gradually turned from pale to rosy.
"Director Wang, human life is at stake. Stop being so stubborn!" Zhang Lei said seriously. At this time, his identity as director didn't matter. If he didn't have the ability but still tried to force it, it would be a disregard for human life.
"If you don't call Li Zheng, Dean Wang will die!" Guo Weiqiang shouted loudly.
Wang Jiancheng raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Zhang Lei wanted to stop him, but it was too late. His clothes were also stained. It seemed that he was not going to go on stage.
"Quick, go call Li Zheng!"
Wang Jiancheng finally couldn't hold on any longer. He staggered to the corner like a deflated ball and sat down on the ground.
The circulating nurse rushed out of the operating room to make a phone call.
Zhang Lei quickly injected epinephrine with a syringe.
Guo Weiqiang did not just sit there and wait, but picked up the electric knife and continued the operation.
…
Emergency department.
There has been no call from the operating room, so it seems that Wang Jiancheng can handle it himself.
Li Zheng and Chen Dayong both went to the duty room to rest.
Zhu Haiping has escorted the old man back to the emergency room.
He had just learned that something had happened to Dean Wang. Seeing that Wang Jiancheng and others were undergoing emergency surgery, he thought the problem should not be serious, so he did not continue watching.
Li Zheng was lying on the lower bunk in the duty room, his head resting on the quilt, reading "Practical Surgery".
Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the door, followed by Director Tang's anxious voice: "Li Zheng, hurry to the operating room, Wang Jiancheng has fainted, Director Wang is dying!"
"What?"
Chen Dayong was a little confused. What was going on? Did Dean Wang faint and die?
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