Why did the nurse trust his intern classmate’s judgment? Li Qian’s head was a little furious, but he couldn’t understand it.
"Did the doctor come down??"
"Have you urged me?"
"I've said it--"
"I've called, I've called several times!! I've urged them like a death-"
"Where is Dr. Jin?!"
"Someone said Dr. Jin was there, and I ran to find her-"
Beep beep beep beep beep beep, continuous alarm sounds were emitted on the electrocardiogram monitor.
A Tao's mother, who was holding Luo Yanfen's hand, raised her head: "What happened? What's the sound? Yanfen?!"
Luo Yanfen looked at the red alarm on the electrocardiogram monitor, and was so anxious: "Let me go, aunt!"
"I won't let you go, you can save your uncle, please save him-"
"No, if you don't let me go, how can I save people!!"
"My husband, save him-"? Could this woman be scared crazy and hugged her legs desperately! Luo Yanfen couldn't get rid of it. Seeing the curve on the monitor getting worse and wrong, her face turned blue, and then she turned pale: Is it going to be over now?!
Not sure what was wrong, the nurse and Li Qi'an, who were guarding the patient's bedside, looked back at the monitor: "What's going on? Did the patient's heart rate stop?"
"Have your heartbeat stopped?"
"Do a heart compression-"
"Get the defibrillator-"
Xie Wanying's hand quickly touched the patient's pulse: "No, it's a strange pulse-"
"Yingying, what do you mean?" Li Qian, who heard her voice, looked back at her, and the nurses around him went to pull the defibrillator.
"No, right, what we need to do now is puncture!" Xie Wanying shouted, "It's too late-"
The defibrillator pulled by the nurse was pushed aside by her. She rushed to the treatment car on the other side, pulled open the drawer under the treatment car, took out a 5 ml disposable syringe, tear off the outer packaging, and unplugged the needle.
On the treatment plate, there were pericardial puncture items that the nurse had just prepared to hear her speak, and there was a disposable puncture needle with the outer packaging. The outer packaging was torn out and took out the puncture needle, put on the syringe without a needle, pulled a small section of the syringe pull rod, and then clamped a disinfectant cotton ball with the little finger and the end of the ring finger.
The person next to him looked at her series of quick movements like a hurricane in shock.
Hiss, her hand pulled the clothes on the injured person's upper body, and her fingers quickly touched the xiphoid process at the junction of the left rib arch edge, about 2 cm, and quickly rubbed the disinfection cotton ball here.
Which medical paper says in my mind? The patient is in a state of unclear consciousness and cannot sit in a half-sitting position and can only lie flat. In this case, the needle must be inserted at a very small angle, which is as small as half the angle of the thirty degrees in the textbook.
After clarifying his thoughts, Xie Wanying looked at the patient's chest with her eyes facing each other, and her heart was pounding rapidly in her head. She was about to suffocate when she was pressed by the fluid in the pericardium. This situation in the patient was consistent with the principle of the pneumothorax patient's rapid suffocation last time. The respiratory heartbeat organ was pressed by liquid gas and her physiological activity was about to stop.
If this compression is not quickly relieved, the patient's organs will be pressed to death.
It was too late, the heart speed on the monitor was trembling.
Chapter completed!