Chapter 167： 【167】Success is not easy

Chapter 167 [167] Success is not easy

"Tell me, did you see the air bubbles in the syringe?!" Doctor Jin asked loudly.

Zhao Zhaowei opened his biggest eyes to see that the needle in Xie Wanying's hand was entering the patient's skin. As the needle was inserted deeper and deeper, he felt that he could not breathe, and he was afraid of bleeding all of a sudden.

After a while, there was no blood, just bubbles.

The saline in the syringe bubbled.

"Yes, there are bubbles, teacher!" Zhao Zhaowei shouted.

"It's good, it's good to have bubbles." Dr. Yang touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and found that he was covered in sweat unconsciously.

"Don't let her push the needle deeper." Dr. Jin urged.

"No, she didn't insert it, she is here, withdraw the needle—" Zhao Zhaowei felt that he was looking down, as if he couldn't understand Xie Wanying's operation.

is to withdraw the needle to leave the catheter outside the puncture needle. What Dr. Yang and the others thought was that Fu Xinheng just said that this child could actually do it.

Fu Xinheng didn't speak, his dark eyes narrowed, always listening carefully to the voice on the other side of the phone.

Dr. Yang, Dr. Lin, Dr. Jin leaned over, stretched out his ears and listened to the opposite side, the patient's breathing sound came from the mobile phone: yes, the breathing sound that was about to disappear is here, and the patient is breathing.

Oops, Oops, Dr. Kim is good at fanning herself, she was suffocated before, but now she can breathe.

"Tape tape, get the tape, and quickly help her fix it!" Dr. Yang couldn't wait and shouted into the phone.

"Don't stand still, Xiao Zhao!" Dr. Jin shouted to his students.

Zhao Zhaowei asked the traffic police to get the mobile phone and get the tape himself.

The two traffic policemen were so nervous that their palms were sweating.

The catheter head and one-way valve are fixed with tape. Zhao Zhaowei gasped for breath, turned his head, and found that the patient opened his eyes and looked at him, and his face turned red.

The relieved young man looked at the two young doctors in front of him, but his pale face showed a slight smile, as if to say: I am saved, doctor.

Xie Wanying, who took off her mask and gloves, did not dare to delay for a second, increased the oxygen level to the patient, picked up the stethoscope and listened to the patient's breath sounds.

Opposite the phone, the cold teacher's voice came again: "Tell me, determine the depth of the puncture needle you just inserted."

"The patient is very thin, I inserted it about four centimeters."

"Okay. Take him back to the hospital immediately, pay attention to the patient's position, don't let the tube move. Keep the call."

The National Association doctor issued an order, and the traffic police who drove the car immediately returned to the driving seat. Because the patient can only lie down. Xie Wanying was the only one in the back seat to protect the patient. Zhao Zhaowei got into the passenger seat with the first aid kit. Another traffic policeman got into another police car that came to support.

The police car that sounded the siren had to drive faster and more steadily this time.

Hearing the sound of the opposite car re-starting the road, a group of teachers in the doctor's office felt as if they could relax temporarily.

Fu Xinheng sat beside the phone and didn't move, because he said he wanted to keep talking with the other side. He turned his head and said to Dr. Yang, "Go to the extracardiac area to prepare a hospital bed. It's a patient with tetralogy of Fallot."

Dr. Yang nodded and went upstairs to the Cardiac Surgery Department to get a bed. This patient came in, and his condition was so serious that he might need to open his chest for surgery tonight.

Dr. Jin and Dr. Lin looked at each other and went out to see their patients. When the two went out, they looked at their watch.

(end of this chapter)