Doctor Song, are you married?

Chapter 257 257. The heartbeat and breathing have stopped. Should I rescue him?

After Zheng Guohua left, Hu Yili thought about it for a long time while holding a tea cup, and felt that he had to call Song Qi and Luo Beilin back first.

When the Medical Department comes forward, it has to give face to the Medical Department. If Vice President Zheng comes forward, it must give even more face!
"Li Da, please call back the two graduate students."

"What do you think this person is? He comes when he's called and leaves immediately?" Li Da's stubborn temper also grew.

"Aren't they just two graduate students? Are they so big-hearted?" Hu Yili's habitual thinking came up again.

It's a pity that Song Qi is the one who doesn't act according to common sense.

"Then if you have the ability, go and invite him. Anyway, I can't invite you." Li Da got angry, turned around and went to the debridement room again.

"The world has really changed. A small-school student can become a big success, that's all." Hu Yili said to himself, and then called Cheng Weiye.

Cheng Weiye was depressed when he heard that the director actually asked him to call Song Qi back!
Isn’t this the case where the pot is not opened and lifted?

Decisively said not to go!
"Weiye, I heard that Xiao Chi's tracheal intubation was inserted into his stomach. He said that you took him to insert it, and he also said that he treated you to a meal at noon and Buddha jumped over the wall."

The half slice of watermelon held in Cheng Weiye's hand was instantly turned into watermelon juice.
Chi Haoran just came in from the outside. As soon as he entered the door, he saw bright red watermelon juice flowing out from the gaps between Cheng Weiye's hands. That scene, coupled with Cheng Weiye's ferocious face, made Chi Haoran so frightened that his legs became weak. , just about to shrink back, he remembered his cousin's instructions and quickly stepped forward and said: "Teacher Cheng, who are you angry with?"

Cheng Weiye took a paper towel and wiped the watermelon juice off his hands. Then he turned around and said to Chi Haoran: "Xiao Chi, go and call Song Qi and Luo Beilin back."

"Teacher Cheng, why?" Chi Haoran thought to himself, didn't it take a lot of effort to get the two of them away?It's only been a few days, why do you want to invite me back?

"Can you do the work of four people by yourself?" Cheng Weiye sneered.

Chi Haoran quickly shook his head.

He has to be skilled but not skilled, and he has to be diligent but not diligent. How can one person do the work of four people?
"Then why don't you call them back quickly, otherwise, all the work of Guipeisheng will be yours alone."

"But, but, even if I call them, they may not listen to me." Chi Haoran said with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Don't you have a solution? Why don't you treat them to milk tea or a meal? If that doesn't work, ask them to wash their feet. Anyway, I will see them in the department tomorrow." Cheng Weiye said, his hands covered with dirt. He threw the paper towel soaked in watermelon juice into the trash can and walked out.

Cheng Weiye was already in a very irritable mood, but he was very busy today. In a short time, three comatose patients came in, and all of them had to be intubated, and the difficulty was not low. He had to intubate one of them three or four times without success. A tracheotomy had to be done.

Just as we were busy here, the ICU called for help again, saying that Mr. Wang's tracheal intubation had become detached again, and asked him to go in for intubation.

He said he couldn't leave, but the ICU said directly that you don't need to come, just let your students come!

Cheng Weiye was so angry that he suddenly lost his temper, put down his work and went to the ICU.

Mr. Wang's condition is much worse than the previous two days. He is too thin to look good, and his eyes are not as bright as before, but from time to time, he will show a sharp look, which reminds people of how majestic he used to be.

"Let me die" was the only sentence in Wang Laozi's mouth.

After some evaluation, Cheng Weiye spread his hands and said, "This tube is difficult to insert. If it doesn't work, just cut it off. It will be done once and for all."

From Cheng Weiye's point of view, Mr. Wang will have to rely on a ventilator to continue his life in the future anyway. Tracheal intubation is not as practical as directly cutting it. After incision, there is no need to always ask him to come down for intubation, not to mention this The old man is so uncooperative! The attending doctor of the ICU shook his head and whispered in Cheng Weiye's ear: "After all, the old man made great military exploits when he was young. If you can reduce his pain as much as possible, try to minimize his pain."

Cheng Weiye shook his head disdainfully, "I've been inserted and removed all day long, wouldn't it be more painful?"

After all, Cheng Weiye really didn't want to intubate this old man. Firstly, it was really difficult, and secondly, he was really tired of intubation today.Thirdly, he was in a really bad mood today.

"The old man is already cachectic. I'm afraid the wound will be infected if I make an incision." The attending doctor in the ICU also looked embarrassed.

"Okay, I'll give it a try, but I may not be able to get it in."

"Weiye, you will be humble. Your students are so good at interpolating. They can do it in one minute. How can you not be able to interpolate?"

Cheng Weiye became even more depressed and irritable after hearing this.

Intubation requires one to be calm and one to be agitated, so the subtle operations on the hands are naturally not so easy to master.

So, for the first time, I couldn't get in?

Okay, the second time, after tinkering for a long time, I still can’t get it in?
Cheng Weiye was annoyed now, thinking that if he still couldn't get in for the third time, I would have to show off my old face today.

However, when he picked up the laryngoscope and tried to insert it into Mr. Wang's mouth for the third time, Mr. Wang's eyes suddenly opened and he glared at Cheng Weiye.

That look in Cheng Weiye's eyes was a little scary!

After taking several deep breaths, Cheng Weiye found that he could not overcome the psychological shadow of that look at all. Cold sweat began to break out on his back and his hands began to tremble.

"No, I can't insert this intubation tube." Cheng Weiye put the laryngoscope aside and staggered.

"Wei Ye, are you in a bad state today? Didn't you sleep last night?"

Intubation failed three times in a row, and the ICU attending physician also noticed something unusual about him and asked quickly.

Cheng Weiye waved his hands and gasped for air while saying: "This old man's eyes are too damn scary. No, I can't do it. You'd better ask the anesthesiology department to do it." Cheng Weiye said, staggering Go outside.

It’s better not to think about embarrassment or anything like that for now, the most important thing right now is to save your life!

However, as soon as he reached the door of the intensive care unit, Mr. Wang's son grabbed him and said, "Dr. Cheng, how is my dad now? Has the endotracheal intubation been inserted?"

Cheng Weiye waved his hands repeatedly, "I really can't insert this endotracheal tube, so I'd better contact the anesthesiology department."

Mr. Wang's son was not willing to let go so easily, "I don't care, last time your student was able to get in so quickly. This time you said you couldn't get in. I think you just deliberately didn't let my dad get in. My dad But he is a great hero and has made great contributions to the country. If you don’t intubate him, I won’t go to the health bureau to sue you. Don’t forget what I gave you.”

Cheng Weiye was pulled by Mr. Wang's son and couldn't walk away. He wanted to defend himself but didn't know what to say.

While the two were tearing each other apart, the door to the intensive care unit opened, and the ICU attending doctor hurriedly walked out, "Mr. Wang's heart and breathing have stopped. Mr. Wang, do we still need to continue rescuing?"

(End of this chapter)