When I got there, I saw a young man about twenty years old leaning against the traffic policeman.
The thin young man breathed in and out, his face was blue and pale, his lips were purple, and his fingers were swollen.
"Finger clubbing, first suspect cardiopulmonary disease. At his age, lung tumor is unlikely, and idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis in young people is rare. We should first rule out the possibility that he has heart disease." Xie Wanying could tell without any special powers when she saw the patient's obvious disease symptoms.
Doctor Jiang looked at her: It is indeed not easy for an intern to make such accurate judgments in such an emergency situation.
Zhao Zhaowei tried hard to recall the medical terms that Xie Wanying had mentioned in the medical textbook, and what did "disobedient finger" mean.
"Tell me, do you know what disease you have?" Dr. Jiang squatted down and asked the young man a question.
The young man was so weak that he couldn't utter a word and could only look in the direction of Xie Wanying.
Doctor Jiang understood from the patient's expression: As Xie Wanying just said, this young man knew that he had a heart disease.
This is a big trouble.
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The one who is bleeding at the back needs to be rushed to the hospital for surgery immediately. If he waits any longer, he may die of shock due to excessive blood loss.
The young heart patient in front of me also cannot wait. He may not have any major external injuries, but he has been frightened by the car accident and his heart may strike at any time.
He had to choose who would get on the ambulance first, and he only had one ambulance.
Beep, beep, at this time, they heard the sirens of the ambulance again, which meant that the savior had arrived. Doctor Jiang and Xie Wanying looked back happily, thinking that the two patients could be saved.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the ambulance stopped, a firefighter on the bus rushed to the ambulance with a child he had just rescued from the bus, running and shouting frantically: "It's a child, save the child first!"
The doctor and nurse of the ambulance ran down, took the child and put him into the ambulance, and then the ambulance that had just arrived drove away in a hurry.
Doctor Jiang and Xie Wanying were speechless after seeing this: No way? They didn't judge first, and took the ambulance away like this. Even if it was a child, the ambulance should take away the more critically ill person first.
Seeing this scene, the young man's face turned even more pale. He must have waited for a long time, waiting for ambulance after ambulance to come, but it was never his turn. Maybe he would never get his turn until he died.
A tear fell from the corner of his eye.
Seeing the sadness, Dr. Jiang took out his stethoscope and comforted the patient, saying, "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."
The young man opened his eyes, but he was not as optimistic as Dr. Jiang. In fact, he was already in despair.
First, the nurse who was giving another wounded man an injection shouted, "Doctor Jiang, the injection is done, but I think his blood pressure may continue to drop—"
Nonsense, how can the blood not be lost if the blood loss in the body has not been stopped? Fluid rehydration is just to buy time for the patient. As you can imagine, the patient over there must be sent to the ambulance first.
The firefighter on the bus who was in charge of rescuing people shouted: "We found another child, he's still alive!"
The young man heard these calls, and it was clear that he needed to wait for two more ambulances to arrive, or even continue to wait all the way, waiting for the last one. Needless to say, he couldn't wait, he definitely couldn't wait.
The traffic policeman holding him said to Dr. Jiang, "Doctor, can you think of a solution? Should we give him an injection first? One containing nitroglycerin?"
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