The Sweetest Thing In the World

I didn't have time to look at my phone all morning, so Min Yue took out her phone to take a look at it. There were no missed calls, a few spam text messages, and dozens of WeChat reminders.

I clicked and looked, and it was the people from the weather forecast group of the Cardiac Surgery Department who were chatting.

At the beginning, I felt that Master Mo didn't come today, and the ward was sunny and beautiful. Later, we talked until the weekend is the Mid-Autumn Festival. After the big fish and meat, it is estimated that there will be a surge of patients with cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

Following this topic, we began to discuss how to arrange shifts during the three-day Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, and how foreigners who can't go home should celebrate the festival so that they don't look miserable.

Chen Sitian suggested: [How about we find a place to get together? There are a lot of people outside, and the noise is so loud, why don't we see whose residence is convenient for cooking, and we cook and eat by ourselves? 】

No reply.

Looking at the time, it was already recorded two hours ago. I guess I just finished checking the house at that time, and I still had some free time, and I couldn't take care of it when I got busy later.

Min Yue thought for a while, and replied: [I'm going to have dinner with my parents on Mid-Autumn Festival, and I was at home two days ago, everyone can come to my house for dinner. 】

As soon as I knocked and sent it, I heard the door of the consulting room being slapped loudly, and someone yelled: "I haven't called my number after waiting for a long time, so I'm playing with my mobile phone!"

Min Yue looked up and saw a man walking in angrily. He was puffy and had a fierce expression, looking like an angry puffer fish.

Min Yue hurriedly stood up to greet her, and was about to put away the phone when the man rushed up and snatched the phone, and threw it out.

"I've been waiting all morning! The nurses are ignorant of answers, and the doctors are playing with their mobile phones in outpatient clinics. Your affiliated hospital is a piece of **** and will close down sooner or later!"

Min Yue was stunned by the yelling, looked at the cell phone lying on the ground, and after a few seconds of slowness, she came to her senses: "How can you talk like that?!"

"What's wrong with me just talking like that! What's your work attitude? I'm not feeling well in my heart, don't bb with me, see a doctor quickly!" The man stood half a meter away from Min Yue, his fat body was like a wall, blocking it up the light.

Min Yue was shrouded in shadows, not knowing what to do, so she wanted to contact the security department to support the scene. As soon as he picked up the handset of the fixed line, the other party rushed over, lifted the phone and threw it to the ground.

Min Yue's eyelids twitched in shock, and subconsciously wanted to run out and call for someone. While secretly moving out with small steps, he tried to find an excuse to comfort him: "I'm an intern doctor, and I don't have the right to prescribe. I'll call another doctor for you."

When the man heard her explanation, he became even angrier, and grabbed Min Yue's white coat by the collar. "You don't know how to see a doctor, what are you doing in the outpatient clinic? Wasting my time, or do you want to harm me?"

The collar strangled her neck, Min Yue couldn't breathe, and couldn't care less about delaying the attack, she shouted in a panic: "Nurse! Nurse!"

The corridor was empty, there was no one there, and the waiting area was very noisy, and Min Yue's call for help was drowned out by the noise.

After shouting a few times but no one responded, Min Yue felt chills in her heart, remembering the medical troubles she had seen on Moments and news, and realized that she might be dying...

"You still call the nurse? Okay, I'll take you out to see the nurse!"

The man held her by the collar and pushed it out. Under the huge inertia, Min Yue staggered a few steps, and hit the door of the equipment room on the opposite side of the corridor with his back.

There was a loud bang.

The patient in the waiting area heard the sound and looked over, and found that something was wrong, so he hurriedly told the nurse. The latter came in and saw a burly man standing in the consultation room, with broken mobile phones and telephones lying on the floor. He realized that there was a trouble with the doctor, and hurried back to the consultation desk to call for someone.

Min Yue squatted on the ground, curled up, her back hurt badly, especially the part where the shoulder blade protruded, it felt like her bones were cracked.

That man was like a snarky husky, wreaking havoc with impunity.

Min Yue bared her teeth in pain, and while slandering whether this man had mania, her mind was running fast, thinking of any way to control him.

Before he could think of a good way, the man froze suddenly, clutched his chest, and fell down in a daze.

Min Yue was startled, "Pengci?"

After observing for a while, I saw that he didn't move at all, and the air was filled with the sour smell of vomiting. Min Yue felt strange, got up with difficulty, stepped forward to check, and found that he had vomited all over the floor.

"Hey, you...what's wrong with you?"

The man closed his eyes tightly and did not respond.

Out of professional habits, Min Yue felt his pulse, and was shocked to find that his pulse was very weak, and his complexion was as pale as paper, and the skin on his arms was clammy and cold.

Min Yue frowned, could it be...

Without time to hesitate, Min Yue shouted loudly to the door: "Nurse! Bring the ECG monitor!"

Then he patted the man on the shoulder and called him loudly: "Can you hear me? Can you hear me nodding!"

The man didn't move.

The nurse came in holding the monitor, and was shocked to see that the person who had been furious just now was unconscious on the ground.

"Don't be dazed, put him in custody!" Min Yue picked up the scissors on the table, and cut the man's shirt with a few clicks, exposing his chest, and the nurse hurriedly pasted the electrodes.

Glancing at the monitor, my heart stopped beating. Min Yue's heart suddenly tightened, and the hairs on his back stood up.

"Doctor, what should we do now?" The nurse asked when she realized that the situation was not good.

Min Yue took two deep breaths to stabilize her emotions, thought about the rescue steps reviewed last night, and gave instructions to the nurse as calmly as possible: "Intubation, prepare epinephrine and atropine, I want intravenous injection!"

"it is good!"

It took a while for the nurses to prepare the equipment and medicines, but Min Yue didn't dare to delay, so she quickly performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation. After pressing it more than ten times in a row, the male doctor from the internal medicine clinic next door rushed over and knelt down immediately when he saw the situation, and performed artificial respiration according to the frequency of Min Yue's chest compressions.

The monitor continued to emit harsh alarm sounds, and Min Yue saw an abnormal waveform suddenly appearing on the monitor, and hurriedly said: "Venticular fibrillation! I'm going to get the defibrillator!"

Min Yue frantically ran out of the consulting room, crashed into the equipment room, took out the defibrillator, hugged it in his arms, and quickly turned back. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xu Mai standing in the middle of the room, and couldn't help shouting: "Master..."

The male internal medicine doctor raised his hand when he heard the sound: "Give me the defibrillator!"

Min Yue quickly handed it over.

The nurse rushed back with the ventilator and medicine. Min Yue intubated the man's trachea and connected it to the ventilator. After diluting the injection, he prepared to inject it.

Xu Mai reminded: "Push slowly, don't panic."

"Hmm." Min Yue and Xu Mai looked at each other, her heart was still beating wildly nervously, but she suddenly wasn't afraid anymore.

The male doctor defibrillated him many times, but his heart suffered frequent ventricular fibrillation. Min Yue injected two more Cordalongs, but there was still no relief.

The monitor continued to show cardiac arrest, and after 30 minutes of rescue, the electrocardiogram was still a straight line.

The male doctor put down the defibrillator, wiped off his sweat, and sighed.

Xu Mai stepped forward to check the pupils of the man's eyes, and said quietly: "You can give up."

Min Yue ignored it, took the defibrillator by herself, adjusted the Joule, and pressed on the man's chest.

The man's body trembled, but the electrocardiogram was still a straight line.

Min Yue turned up the Joule and needed another defibrillation.

Xu Mai pressed her hand. "Okay, stop."

The male doctor took out his wallet from the man's trouser pocket, took out his ID card, and handed it to Xu Mai after checking that it was correct.

After comparing the appearance of the man with the ID card, Xu Mai glanced at the wall clock and said to the nurse, "At 12:17, Lu Renjia was declared dead after rescue failed."

Then he added an order: "Contact the legal department and let them deal with the follow-up matters. Also contact the family members and inform them to claim the body."

A medical fuss ended in this way, the security department dismissed with a few sighs, and the male nurse came pushing the hospital bed and moved the gradually cooling body away.

Min Yue couldn't accept this result, so she raised her face and asked with blushing eyes, "Why did you give up? Maybe ten more minutes of resuscitation, he will be alive..."

Xu Mai looked at her quietly, without answering directly, he asked instead: "Is this the first time you have experienced the death of a patient?"

Min Yue silently nodded.

Xu Mai stepped forward and gently touched her head.

The male doctor washed his face at the sink, and when he turned around and saw that Min Yue was very depressed, he comforted him: "You just started working, so it's understandable that you can't accept it emotionally for a while. But you are a doctor, and you can't be influenced by your emotions. Looking at the problem from a professional perspective. We tried our best to rescue for more than half an hour, using various methods, but the patient did not show any signs of recovery of spontaneous circulation. Clinically speaking, he was indeed dead, and no amount of rescue would be futile. meaningful."

The male doctor shook his hands, wiped off the remaining water on the back of the white coat, and said, "In addition to knowing how to save people, you also need to know when you have to give up. Young man, take your time."

The male doctor went back to his clinic. The nurse stood at the door and said hesitantly: "Director Xu... there are more than a dozen numbers behind..."

Xu Mai said flatly: "Understood, let the next person come in."

Min Yue maintained the rescue posture just now, knelt on the ground motionless, her shoulders drooped, and her back showed deep depression.

A few spots of red ooze from the shoulder blades on the back, Xu Mai reaches out to touch it, and immediately hears Min Yue gasping for air in pain.

"Injured?" Xu Mai asked.

"Bumped against the door..."

Xu Mai pressed the bone. "Does this hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt..."

"The bone should be fine, but the skin is scratched. You should go back to the ward first, and let Deng Sang disinfect and bandage it for you."

Min Yue replied in a muffled voice, "Hmm..."

Min Yue stood up slowly, and walked out silently with her head down. She didn't look back, and didn't see the worry in Xu Mai's eyes.

The author has something to say: Lu Renjia bit a popsicle and said: Can you change my name?

A certain sugar: How about Lu Jiangyou?

Lu Renjia: ...Farewell!

Candy: Huh? Brother Lu? Brother Lu, how did you leave? The salary of the group performers hasn't been paid yet!