Chapter 355 Simple Drainage Valve
Feng Zaishan checked on Lao Han's condition.
The situation is very bad.
Breathing almost stopped.
If they didn't take any action before the paramedics arrived, Old Han would die.
"He needs artificial respiration, Mr. Feng, please let him go first."
Song Moting volunteered.
Artificial respiration is not a difficult problem for someone like him with medical experience. There is no need to choose it because of Song Moting's age.
A young person is far more suitable to perform artificial respiration than an old person.
Feng Zaishan took the initiative to give up his position.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting came closer.
"There must be something wrong with the abdominal pressure. Who has a sharp knife?"
While Song Moting was performing artificial respiration, Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly checked the patient.
The others looked at each other.
Who brings a knife to a wedding banquet?
I'm not here to cause trouble.
"Jiang Xiaoxiao! You are not a doctor, so don't treat the patient carelessly. Leave it to the paramedics."
Fang Xiaohui looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was eager for quick success, and thought that this woman was crazy.
Is this the time for her to be a hero?
This is Mr. Han, a famous surgeon. If she causes any harm to him, especially at their wedding, he will be held responsible.
"Jiang Xiaoxiao! Get away from me."
Song's father scolded.
He just couldn't stand this daughter-in-law, who was as unpleasant as Song Moting.
Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at Song's father and said nothing.
He stood up and rushed to the kitchen.
Feng Zaishan shook his head. The kid was right. Old Han was not breathing and had no other symptoms. These were symptoms of pneumothorax.
There was also venous bleeding and abdominal injuries.
What now?
Feng Zaishan thought again and went aside to discuss a solution with a few other people.
"What should we do? There is no drainage valve now, and Lao Han can't wait for the rescue team."
"what to do?"
Everyone was at a loss.
Old Mrs. Song sat in a chair and watched all this.
But he didn't say anything, neither agreeing nor stopping it.
Jiang Xiaoxiao ran back with a small kitchen knife. "I need sterilized gloves and alcohol, and medical tape. Can anyone find one nearby? I believe there should be a clinic nearby."
Someone spoke up.
"I know there's one next door. I can help."
"Okay! Thank you. I need a rubber tube for infusion! I also need sterile gloves, medical alcohol, and medical tape. Please get them as quickly as possible."
"good!"
The man ran out without saying a word.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was glad that they were in the lobby on the first floor.
It took less than two minutes for the man to run over with something in his hand, panting.
Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded gratefully.
When Old Han's clothes were untied on the ground, everyone felt a chill in the middle of winter.
"What are you going to do?"
Feng Zaishan asked the question on everyone's mind.
Jiang Xiaoxiao poured the alcohol in her hand onto Mr. Han's chest, put on sterilized gloves, cut the rubber tube into two parts and inserted them into an empty wine bottle on the table, sealed it with tape, and picked up the small knife.
"A tension pneumothorax is usually caused by a tear in the lung that allows air to enter the pleural space surrounding the lung rather than inside the lung."
Jiang Xiaoxiao took a small knife and pressed the ribs, looking for a suitable incision site between the two ribs.
"Wait a minute! If you do this..."
Feng Zaishan was stunned. He never thought that someone would use such a simple method to save people.
It's not that he couldn't see Lao Han's symptoms, but he was stuck in his inherent thinking, which was something that only the hospital's one-way valve device could do.
They have not done anything like this.
"Jiang Xiaoxiao! I told you to stop!"
Song's father was furious. Now that Old Han was in trouble, the Song family was at most responsible for a little bit of it!
However, Jiang Xiaoxiao's intervention made the Song family become primarily responsible.
If anything happens to Old Han or an accident occurs, the Song family will be held responsible.
Jiang Xiaoxiao, this is not harming anyone.
If Old Han died here, would the Song family still have any reputation?
Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't even look at Song's father the whole time, she just looked at Old Mrs. Song.
Look calm.
Old Mrs. Song nodded.
Feng Zaishan looked at the silent Old Han and shut his mouth. Now that it had come to this, he had no choice but to give it his all.
Is it possible to watch someone die?
He didn't have the ability and couldn't think of a good solution, but what if this girl could do it?
In full view of the public.
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled, lowered her head, and with a firm move of the knife, she found the cutting point and made the incision.
The neat movement surprised Feng Zaishan and the others.
What does this girl do?
Knowing medical skills and daring to perform surgery are two different things. Generally, those who know medical skills know how to take the patient's pulse and do a surface examination, but performing surgery is different, and most people cannot do it.
Without years of practice, being able to do it so smoothly and skillfully requires talent.
Feng Zaishan suddenly understood what the old lady meant by his granddaughter-in-law's talent.
It’s true.
Or is it that Old Mrs. Song secretly gives special treatment to her grandson's wife?
This is hard to say, after all, the old lady is a leader in the medical field.
There are ten great men in their medical field, and the only female comrade among them is this old lady.
The old lady is an expert in surgery.
Moreover, only the old lady can perform brain surgery because she has learned this abroad and has practical experience.
They are also called surgical geniuses, but there are still some differences between them and the old lady.
At least compared to brain surgery, they cannot be called experts in this area.
Feng Zaishan smiled. If the old lady really taught her granddaughter-in-law and grandson in private, this would be normal.
After all, if people don't pass their skills on to their own descendants, how can they pass them on to outsiders?
From this point of view, the old lady is right.
Jiang Xiaoxiao inserted the rubber tube swiftly and sealed the wound with tape. In a split second, air flow began to form in the wine bottle and Mr. Han's breathing began to rise and fall in an orderly manner.
Feng Zaishan watched the girl in front of him use a wine bottle filled with half a bottle of Moutai to make a half-baked drainage valve.
No matter what, the little girl is capable.
This simple drainage valve is amazing enough.
"You saved him!"
Feng Zaishan stood up excitedly.
Before their eyes, an incredible, textbook way of saving people was played out.
Everyone stood up and applauded.
I have to admit that someone saved Lao Han and played out this scene vividly.
How can such young people not deserve everyone's applause?
After the applause.
The ambulance has arrived.
After checking, the paramedics were also amazed.
The simplified version of the drainage valve is really amazing.
Mr. Han was taken to the ambulance.
Watching the ambulance leave from a distance, Feng Zaishan patted Old Mrs. Song on the shoulder.
"Meng, you have a good eye. You can find such a capable wife for your grandson. It's really like the old waves of the Yangtze River pushing the new ones, and the old waves crashing on the beach. Just look at your grandson's wife's skills, and she was able to save lives in the face of emergencies when she was a medical student. Awesome!"
These words are spoken sincerely, without any falsehood.
There was silence all around.
Song Mohuan's face turned pale. He was already an intern at the city hospital, but now he was slapped in the face by a woman at his wedding banquet.
And he was praised so highly by the leading figures in the medical field.
Where do you put your face?
There are so many of my leaders and colleagues watching me over there, even though they can't say anything.
But anyone who understands can understand the meaning in his eyes.
He completely lost face.
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(End of this chapter)
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