"What happened?!" Luo Xixi was shocked when she saw this scene, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
A young doctor quickly explained: "Doctor Luo, we don't know what happened. Just now, this patient was queuing at the door and suddenly passed out. His breathing was weak, and even his heart stopped beating."
"Why did this happen? Has he had any examination?" Luo Xixi asked.
"Not yet, Dr. Zheng is examining him." The young doctor pointed to Zheng Hairong, who was carefully observing the patient's condition.
Zheng Hairong's brows furrowed slightly at this time, and his face looked a little heavy.
There are many causes of cardiac arrest. It is initially judged that it is likely to be myocardial infarction, but the patient did not have the characteristics of myocardial infarction before.
He just asked the patient's family and found that the patient showed no heart pain at all, and his collapse was very sudden.
This makes it difficult for Zheng Hairong to judge, because there is no heart pain, which means that the possibility of heart disease is very small.
"Doctor, what happened to my husband? Why did he suddenly faint?" A woman asked Zheng Hairong with a panicked face, her face also covered with tears.
Zheng Hairong said: "Don't worry, go and handle the hospitalization procedures for the patient. It is very likely that he will need surgery. We will do our best."
Now Zheng Hairong doesn't have an accurate judgment, so he can only answer like this.
"I was fine this morning. I just fell a little bit and my waist hurt a little. Why, how did it become like this? Husband, if you leave, what will Mengmeng and I do?" The woman was already a little emotional.
collapse.
"Continue cardiopulmonary resuscitation and send the patient to the emergency room immediately. Give him a shot of epinephrine first," Zheng Hairong ordered.
He thought, if only Chen Fan were here, he would definitely be able to tell at a glance what had happened to this patient.
"Can't move, prepare the defibrillator, don't use epinephrine!" However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded at the door.
Hearing this voice, everyone was stunned, and everyone looked in the direction of the door.
I saw Chen Fan's figure walking in slowly.
Seeing Chen Fan, Zheng Hairong and others were shocked for a while. They thought they had seen it wrong and seemed a little unbelievable.
"Haha, boy, do you know who this is? Do you still want to give advice to the director of our department?! Do you know who he is?!" Another voice sounded behind Chen Fan.
The person who spoke was none other than Jin Anhong, who had been following Chen Fan just now.
Zheng Hairong, who was about to speak, was startled again. He looked at Jin Anhong behind Chen Fan. Everyone looked at each other with doubts on their faces.
Chen Fan glanced at Jin Anhong: "Oh? Who is he?"
Jin Anhong said jokingly: "This is the director of our department, Professor Zheng Hairong, who is also the surgical expert in the entire Jiangcheng! When you directed him just now, do you think that the dignified Professor Zheng is not as good as a young boy like you?"
Chen Fan smiled jokingly: "Then do you know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are, I advise you to get out as soon as possible, otherwise if something goes wrong with this patient, boy, you can't afford the responsibility." Jin Anhong said disdainfully.
"Really? Then I would like to ask Director Zheng whether I, Chen Fan, can afford this responsibility." Chen Fan looked at Zheng Hairong.
"Dean Chen, of course you can afford it," Zheng Hairong said excitedly.
Jin Anhong looked stunned and looked at Chen Fan in surprise. Just now, he seemed to have heard Zheng Hairong calling Chen Fan, Dean Chen?
No, no, no! I must have heard wrong!
Jin Anhong immediately rejected it in his heart. He didn't believe that the boy in front of him could be some kind of dean. This was an international joke!
"Dean Chen, you said you can't use epinephrine, why?" Just when Jin Anhong denied it, Zheng Hairong's voice sounded again.
Especially Zheng Hairong's humble way of asking for advice made Jin Anhong instantly dumbfounded.
Chen Fan ignored Jin Anhong who was stunned, but took a few steps forward and came to the side of the stretcher bed. At this time, Du Zihui was still doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the patient, and his face was already covered with sweat.
But she felt relieved in her heart, because she knew that as long as the teacher came back, all problems would no longer be a problem.
Chen Fan reached out and opened the patient's pupils. There was no response and the pupils were gradually dilating.
"I have said before that in an emergency, you must not panic and learn all the patient's information as much as possible."
Zheng Hairong nodded, but said with some embarrassment: "But Director Chen, I have already understood that the patient had no palpitations, no heart pain, and no symptoms of arterial dissection. This makes it difficult for me to judge the patient's condition.
Something went wrong."
Chen Fan pointed to the patient's wife, whose face was full of tears: "Madam, please repeat what you just said."
The woman looked startled, thought for a moment and said, "I mean, if something happens to him, what will Mengmeng and I do?"
"One more sentence." Chen Fan said again.
"He, he just fell down this morning and said his waist hurt a little. What's going on now?" The woman thought for a while and continued.
"Yes, that's it." Chen Fan said.
Zheng Hairong was suddenly shocked: "Did he fall? Dean Chen, do you mean that he had cerebral hemorrhage?"
Chen Fan nodded and glanced at Zheng Hairong with admiration. Being able to react so quickly also shows that Zheng Hairong's medical skills are indeed excellent.
"No wonder we have to use epinephrine. Adrenaline will increase the patient's blood pressure. The patient has cerebral hemorrhage. If epinephrine is used, it will speed up the patient's cerebral hemorrhage!" Zheng Hairong suddenly realized.
"Director Zheng, you actually believe this kid?! He is just talking nonsense. How could a person fall and cause a cerebral hemorrhage?!" Jin Anhong quickly stood up to refute.
Zheng Hairong frowned and looked at Jin Anhong with an unhappy expression: "Dr. Jin, what do you mean by this? Do you not believe in Dean Chen's judgment? Or do you not believe in my judgment?"
"Director Chen? Director Zheng, who is he?" Jin Anhong pointed at Chen Fan and asked.
Zheng Hairong snorted coldly and ignored the other party at all. After all, saving talents is the first priority now.
"Push him to the operating room." Zheng Hairong quickly ordered.
Du Zihui, who was doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, said a little weakly: "Director Zheng, but the patient has not recovered his spontaneous heartbeat, and there is no way to perform surgery now."
Zheng Hairong frowned slightly and looked at Chen Fan.
"I'll do it." Chen Fan knew that if he didn't take action, the patient might not make it to the operating room.
Taking out a few silver needles, Chen Fan came to the patient's head.
"Boy, what are you doing? Are you planning to use a silver needle to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation? This, this is just nonsense!" Jin Anhong pointed at Chen Fan with a surprised look on his face.