With a "click", the patient's body twitched, and a sound of inhalation sounded in his throat, and at the same time, there was an electrocardiogram change.

The electrocardiogram, which had been meaningless and scattered before, shook for a while, and even the cold machine felt the violence contained in Zhou Congwen's press just now, and began to fear.

"Roar~"

The patient breathed independently and took a deep breath.

It seemed as if he had a big dream, and had just woken up from his sleep. His chest was bulging, and then he sighed a long sigh.

"For the sake of your hand," Zhou Congwen glanced at the electrocardiogram on the electrocardiogram, and the sinus heart rate was the same.

The emergency surgeon and the nurse who was busy preparing to complete the final comfort treatment with a pile driver were stunned.

What's the reason for this?

Zhou Congwen pressed it a few times? It seemed that there was only one time, so why did the patient survive?

The emergency surgeon even suspected that he had a misjudgment just now, that the patient did not experience cardiac arrest, and everything was hallucination.

Otherwise, there would be no way to explain what was happening in front of you.

"Get the time to send it to your hands and tell them to prepare blood, it's a lot." Zhou Congwen turned around and pulled Shen Lang away from the emergency room.

Looking at Zhou Congwen's back, the emergency surgeon's lips moved twice, but finally turned around and asked someone to send the patient to the hand surgery department.

The patient is still in a stable state now, but who knows whether he will have a cardiac arrest again in the next second. Seize the time to replenish fluids and blood transfusions are the key.

Several intravenous infusion channels were opened to the maximum by the emergency surgeon, and the fluid slipped into the blood vessels. The patient's breathing was quite stable, and his heart rate seemed to be much more honest. His heart was jumping well and there was no sign of a temporary stop.

"Congwen, awesome!" Shen Lang raised his thumb and exclaimed in a low voice.

Zhou Congwen pulled him out of the way, and the flat car whizzed past him.

"What happened just now?"

"Heart is pressed." Zhou Congwen said, "Nothing special."

"But it took 3 minutes to press the 120 ambulance and another minute to come to the hospital. I saw it with my own eyes!"

"We are thoracic doctors, cardiothoracic surgery, can we do heart compressions be the same as them?" Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

Shen Lang felt that Zhou Congwen was fooling him, but he didn't know what to ask.

The noise in the emergency department behind me is still there, like waves, and it seems that it is still in the high tide period, and the tide is never ending.

"Congwen, why don't you go back? I feel very bad today." Shen Lang followed Zhou Congwen and whispered, "I'm always afraid of something going wrong. I guess I'll have to call you before you get home."

"..." Zhou Congwen was helpless.

I really don't know what's wrong today, it's so messy.

It's still the first midnight, and they fight and jump off the building. Only when those desperate guys finish drinking and driving...

No, what do you think? This is Zhou Congwen deeply blamed himself.

He subconsciously bent his hands and walked forward like his own boss. It was still comfortable in this position, but unfortunately the boss didn't allow him.

When the number of thoracic surgery in the Third Hospital exceeds that of the People's Hospital, you can go by yourself after everything is on track. Whether it is 912 or the Magic City, there are not many emergency departments, and you don't need to be busy day and night.

"Let's go back and take a break. Let's smoke a cigarette and I'll go back." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "It's not that evil, you want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Lang's cell phone rang.

Shen Lang took out his cell phone as soon as possible and accelerated his pace towards the ward.

"Hey!" Shen Lang's voice was a little quick.

"Brother Chen, emergency consultation in the respiratory department!" the nurse said hurriedly.

"What patient?"

"It was said that it was a lung abscess, and suddenly the blood oxygen could not come up, and the person was in shock." The nurse said, "They asked us to hurry up and take a look."

"knew."

Shen Lang hung up the phone and complained, "The patients with lung abscess also need our emergency department to go to the emergency department for consultation. What are you doing? Look, there is an emergency consultation for lung abscess tonight."

Zhou Congwen sighed. He had already anticipated his miserable future tonight.

Now even Shen Lang, who has always been talkative, no longer speaks and goes to the respiratory department as fast as possible.

Although I know that it is most likely that it has nothing to do with thoracic surgery, emergency consultation is an emergency consultation and you must arrive within ten minutes.

The two of them came to the respiratory department. Although the corridor in the ward was slightly quieter than that in the emergency room, they also felt a sense of anxiety.

I don’t know what happened tonight, but Zhou Congwen felt that it must be his fault.

If it weren't for the emergency department in recent times and there were few critically ill patients, I wouldn't have thought about Li Qinghua's luck suppression;

If I hadn't thought that it was Li Qinghua's luck that suppressed him, there wouldn't be so many strange emergency departments;

If there weren't so many strange emergency departments, I should grind the eggs at home, quietly, no one disturbed me, and then go to bed.

Life is miserable.

Thinking of this in mind, Zhou Congwen strode into the doctor's office of the respiratory department.

"Director Sun, why are you here?" Zhou Congwen asked in surprise when he saw the director of the respiratory department watching the film frowningly.

"Hmm? Xiao Zhou, why are you here?" Director Sun asked in confusion.

It's so late, only the little doctor on duty should be there.

"Don't mention it, I've been struggling all night." Zhou Congwen took a look at the movie inserted into the video reader, and his eyes were nailed to it, and he couldn't even move it away.

The film shows that the patient's right lung is white, with large inflammatory exudation and abscess wrapped around it. The condition is indeed very serious.

But Zhou Congwen didn't care about this. He noticed that the patient's lung image was a bit strange.

"The patient is my classmate. Three days ago, he was hospitalized due to fever. He was diagnosed with a large area of ​​inflammation and abscess." Director Sun briefly introduced, "But he was in poor condition tonight. Suddenly his blood oxygen saturation dropped to about 80%, and his blood pressure reached 85 mmHg."

Zhou Congwen walked to the video reading device, stretched out his right hand and wrapped his small flat head, rustling.

"It should have nothing to do with your chest. I want to come and take a look at you and advise together. Strangely, the fever is not serious, so why will blood oxygen and blood pressure drop?"

Director Sun said to himself.

"You really don't know. It has something to do with our thoracic department. The patient probably has to go on stage. If you have another CT scan, I'm considering it's lung torsion." Zhou Congwen said to Director Sun with his little flat head.

"No, no lung torsion?" Director Sun whispered.

"Director Sun, look here." Zhou Congwen clicked the film on the video reader with his hand. "I guess you are considering the abnormal impact caused by lung abscess, but from another perspective, if the lung lobe is twisted by 20°, is this the case?"

Director Sun was stunned when he heard Zhou Congwen say this.
Chapter completed!