man forty

Chapter 7 I shouldn't be so unlucky
"Not good, the patient has ventricular fibrillation again."

This sound, like blowing a trumpet, made the nerves of the people present immediately relaxed.

"Don't panic! Shock defibrillation! 150 joules."

The director was present, and he came to perform the defibrillation himself.

bump!
The old man was shocked by the electric shock, his body trembled, but his heart still didn't come back.

"250 joules!"

The director frowned, feeling that the patient was trembling continuously in a difficult situation, and the situation was getting more and more dangerous.

Bang!
After the second electric shock, the old man still didn't wake up.

There was sweat on the director's forehead. Looking at the patient's chest, the electric shock marks were very obvious. If there was another electric shock, the patient might not be able to hold on.

Now, he has to use a professional eye to judge whether the patient will die directly due to another electric shock.

"Come again! 250 joules, ready."

The director was heartbroken and ordered again.

Fang Hao frowned, more than three minutes had passed since the first electric shock to the third time.And depending on the situation, the third electric shock is not very sure of success.At this moment, he was not sour because the old man got retribution, but very guilty.

If I don't buy him breakfast, I won't irritate him, maybe he won't get angry, and won't burst his blood vessels?In saying so, I am also responsible.

Fang Hao felt that he was too much.I learned that my wife cheated yesterday, and today I may be held jointly liable at work.

I shouldn't be so unlucky!

But when he saw that the third electric shock failed, the director seemed to give up, so he said, "Director, let me do another artificial pacing."

Surprise flashed in the director's eyes without anyone noticing, and he said, "Well, Xiao Fang, you succeeded once just now, let's try again now."

The master glared at Fang Hao and thought to himself, you are the only one who has trouble!In just a few minutes, the second ventricular fibrillation, three consecutive electric shock defibrillation failures, the probability of the patient being saved is as high as your probability of being admitted by the Municipal Health Bureau!

But he couldn't stop it, because Fang Hao had already started chest compressions.

1 minutes.

2 minutes.

3 minutes.

Five minutes later, the old man's heartbeat has not recovered.

"Fang Hao, it's fine."

The master spoke out to persuade him.

"Master, give me a little more time, I think he is about to have a heartbeat, just for a while."

Fang Hao didn't dare to relax, even if his head and face were covered with sweat, he didn't dare to stop. He believed that he would be able to save people successfully.His wife had already cheated on him for four years, and when he suddenly looked back, he had almost accomplished nothing in the past four years.

Today, one thing must be done.

I want to prove to myself that I can succeed!

Old man, I kindly bought you porridge, you don't appreciate it, you can't die like this, you wake me up.

Fang Hao cheered himself up, he didn't know that his pressing behavior, in the eyes of others, he was going crazy.

"Fang Hao..."

The master's voice is a bit harsh, why is this fool so weak today.

But just then, the nurse on the side said pleasantly: "There is a heartbeat, there is a heartbeat, and I am back."

Didi!

Everyone saw that the number reset to zero on the ECG monitoring instrument on one side suddenly jumped and turned green.Moreover, the heartbeat diagram also changed from a straight line to a sharp wave-tooth diagram.

The director originally wanted to check the time, and then calculate the time of death, but he didn't expect to be saved, so he was slightly taken aback, it's a miracle.

The master was also a little shocked, unexpectedly Fang Hao really pressed back the old man's heartbeat.He said decisively: Director, I have to go to the operating room now.

"You...you keep up, do compression recovery all the way, don't stop."

The director came back to his senses, successful pacing is the basis of treatment, the key depends on the further rescue later.

So Fang Hao went to the hospital bed again and gave the old man CPR restorative compressions all the way. He didn't leave until he was pushed into the operating room and the old man's heartbeat stabilized.

At his level, he is not qualified to be in the operating room, so he has to go outside the operating room.

Suddenly, he wanted to smoke very much.

Strange to say, he smoked when he was in college, and when he met Su Rou, he also smoked, and Su Rou didn't dislike it, but told him not to smoke cheap cigarettes that cost a few dollars, because they smelled bad and she didn't like them.

But when he had a child later, although he didn't say quit smoking, he couldn't smoke a few cigarettes a month, so it was basically a decision.

He touched his pocket and found it was empty.

However, there is no shortage of family members of smokers in a stressful place like a hospital.

At the corner of the safety staircase, there was a middle-aged man smoking a cigarette with a sad face.

"Brother, borrow one."

Fang Hao went over and touched his pocket.

"You are a doctor, I saw you pacing the old man's heart just now. You are very responsible, not bad."

The middle-aged man handed Fang Hao one, and saw that Fang Hao's hands were shaking, so he ordered it for Fang Hao.

"Oh, waiting for surgery, hope he's okay."

Fang Hao took two deep breaths and sat down on the steps weakly.

He smoked again, and he felt that the smell of this cigarette was a bit familiar. At first glance, it was an old brand that was close to the people, and it was also his enlightenment cigarette. When he first learned to smoke, he secretly smoked it during class.

Su Rou will not like this smell, she will dislike it, this smoke smells of poverty.I don't care if she likes it or not... wait, there's a problem here.

Fang Hao suddenly remembered that if a girl suddenly became friends or even lived with a man who smoked, most of them would probably dislike him for smoking.At that time, Su Rou was a college belle, pure and beautiful, fair and shy, but she did not resist smoking, and even allowed him to smoke in the bedroom, as long as the ashes were not thrown on the bed and the cigarette butts were not lit on the quilt.

There is a big problem here!

Hold!That bastard smokes, and he and Su Rou must mess around in the bedroom, even while smoking, Su Rou has no objection, maybe he thinks the man is handsome and imposing.

In order to prevent her from being noticed by me, then allow me to smoke, and it is the same type of cigarette!
After I first got married, I was on night shift for many days, leaving Su Rou at home alone, she would definitely let that bastard come over and mess around all night.If I don't smoke, once the man smokes, there will definitely be a smell of smoke in the room. No matter how Su Rou cleans it, it is impossible to get rid of it 100%. If the man comes often, Su Rou will definitely keep it secret.But let me smoke in the bedroom, so I don't have to worry about the details of smoking.

Bitch!You really think I am a fool, and I have lived foolishly for four years!

My head has been green for four years.

And I don't know it at all!
Su Rou, you are such a slut, you are so rotten!

(End of this chapter)