Chapter 370 The bed that Meng Qing insists on not coming to

Although Meng Qingfei had the key, he did not get the correct answer in a flash of light.

He stood frozen outside the door of the emergency room, watching the emergency medicine doctors busy comforting the patients, seizing the time to perform gastric lavage, and quickly sorting out his thoughts over and over again.

The patient did seem a little irritable. If his behavior could be called mildly irritable when he was first sent to the hospital, then it can be called moderately irritable now.

Something is wrong, something is very wrong! Meng Qingfei gradually got an idea.

The heart rate on the ECG monitor had changed from 130 beats/min to 138 beats/min. The patient was waving his arms, and Meng Qingfei suddenly took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Hey, are you serious? This is the emergency department." Meng Qingfei called directly to the intensive care unit.

"We have a patient here who may need a hospital bed. Please prepare for dialysis..."

"Ah? The bed is full?" Meng Qingfei stared at the monitor and said helplessly.

The ICU is full of beds, there are several possibilities, the most likely is that the doctor in the ICU is unwilling to pay attention to him.

There will most likely be patients who are in mild condition and whose indications are hovering around the red line for transfer out of the intensive care unit.

If you are really in serious trouble, you can even squeeze in a little.

To add an extra bed, we discussed this with the family members of the patients who could be transferred out, and coordinated with the receiving ward. It took about half an hour to complete all the procedures.

But sometimes, the condition of the newly admitted patients is not even as severe as the patients transferred out, which is a mistake.

It's not like similar things have never happened.

The doctor in the ICU has not given up on the rabbit yet. Meng Qingfei has not confirmed the diagnosis yet, so he has no confidence to yell at the doctor in the ICU with his mobile phone - hurry up and make a bed for me!

Meng Qingfei doesn't have this ability.

He hung up the phone regretfully. The heart rate value on the patient's ECG monitor had become 145 beats/minute.

What does the soaring heart rate and the irritable patient mean? Meng Qingfei's mind was going through one diagnosis after another quickly, and his hands inadvertently fell on the buttocks of the white clothes and kept wiping them.

"Director Bai, hello, I am Ji Xiang."

Ji Xiang's voice interrupted Meng Qingfei's thinking.

"I'm in the emergency department. There's a patient here who doesn't look very well. I don't have time to go into details. Can you coordinate an ICU bed? The sooner the better. The heart rate is already 148 beats/min."

"..." Meng Qingfei was stunned.

"Okay, if necessary, we will immediately push him to the ICU. We also need to prepare blood filtration equipment and a ventilator. We will discuss the rest later."

"Thank you, Director Bai."

After Ji Xiang hung up the phone, Meng Qingfei was dumbfounded and had some other thoughts.

He had to get an ICU bed, but a graduate student could get it. The strange sense of dislocation made Meng Qingfei feel that this world did not really exist.

"Xiaoji, I just asked casually, but I wasn't sure if there was any problem. I just thought I would push him up if necessary." Meng Qingfei wiped the buttocks of the white suit with both hands.

"I feel that something is wrong with the patient's condition, Teacher Meng. I trust your judgment." Ji Xiang conveniently put the blame on Meng Qingfei's head.

"..." Meng Qingfei was speechless.

The emergency physician was still busy, so she had no time to think. Not only she, but also Meng Qingfei, who was concentrating on the side, didn't know what the patient's condition was.

A few minutes later, Lu Gang strode over.

"Xiaoji, why are you bothering with this?" Lu Gangren said reluctantly before he could reach Ji Xiang.

"Teacher Lu, why are you here?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Director Bai asked me to coordinate." Lu Gang said, walking into the emergency room and seeing the emergency physician connecting the QZD-B fully automatic and efficient gastric lavage machine, preparing to perform gastric lavage on the patient.

He briefly asked about the situation and his face darkened when he found out that he was a patient who had taken 300*** of dew.

"Xiaoji, don't be ridiculous. Do you know how heavy a hospital bed in the ICU is? How much work does Director Bai need to coordinate to give you..."

As soon as he said this, he saw Ji Xiang walking into the emergency room.

"Xiao Ji, don't leave. What I'm telling you is very important." Lu Gang felt that Ji Xiang was evading his "reprimand", so he chased after him and continued, "There are many patients who take toilet water orally, mainly children.

.Toilet water contains a lot of alcohol because..."

Before he finished speaking, the monitor beeped loudly, sharp and violent, suppressing the noise in the emergency room.

In just an instant, the patient's electrocardiogram changed from sinus rhythm to atrial fibrillation, and the heart rate increased linearly from about 150 beats/min to 180 beats/min.

"Get ready for defibrillation!" Ji Xiang shouted loudly.

He had already found the place where the defibrillator was placed, pulled the instrument, and tore open the patient's shirt.

With a click, a button popped into Lu Gang's face, like a pebble that knocked back all Lu Gang's words.

Lu Gang is academic and theoretical, but not very practical.

He stared blankly as Ji Xiang applied conductive lotion on the patient's chest, turned on the defibrillator and started charging it, and then placed an electrode plate on the upper right side of the sternum under the clavicle, while the center of the other electrode was on the left midaxillary line.

"Bang!"

The patient "jumped" on the flat car.

Still not working, the heart rhythm is still atrial fibrillation, Ji Xiang repeats the previous step.

Lu Gang was surprised and inexplicable.

The patient only took a large amount of toilet water orally, and the emergency physician was ready to perform gastric lavage on him. There should be no other possibilities.

Can toilet water cause cardiac arrest?

It can't be!

Meng Qingfei was also stunned. He knew that the patient had a problem, but he didn't know that the patient had such a big problem.

A moment later, the patient suddenly evolved from sinus rhythm to atrial fibrillation.

Meng Qingfei's hands were cold, as if they were placed in ice water, which was biting. He wiped his hands on the buttocks of the white suit faster.

"Please give way." Zhao Zhe said.

Meng Qingfei and Lu Gang turned sideways and saw Zhao Zhe pulling a flat cart in.

At the same time, the patient's atrial fibrillation disappeared after three defibrillations.

Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe carried the patient onto the flat car. Seeing that the emergency physician was still dazed, Ji Xiang immediately shouted, "Send the patient to the ICU, hurry up!"

The emergency physician almost relied on muscle memory to put the monitor on the flat cart, put up the shield, and called on the nurse to hurry up and follow with the emergency medicine box.

As soon as I left the door of the emergency room, the ECG on the ECG monitor was chaotic for a while, and then there were signs of straightening.

Ji Xiang jumped up, rode on the patient's abdomen without hesitation, and started chest cardiac compressions.

"Go quickly, hurry up!" Ji Xiang shouted while rescuing.

The rumble of the flat car echoed in the corridor and gradually faded away. Ji Xiang's final voice of yelling for someone to press the elevator was still there, but the person was nowhere to be seen.

Meng Qingfei and the emergency medicine doctor stared blankly, unable to recover.
Chapter completed!