Chapter 643

Morning, eleven o'clock, the blazing sun hung high, scorching the earth.

Xu Guanghui still wore the somewhat heavy green scrubs; after auscultating a comatose patient loaded onto the 120 ambulance, he withdrew his stethoscope.

He jumped down immediately, turned his head, and instructed, "Contact the hospital as soon as possible; get the patient into the operating room as early as possible."

"The patient's vital signs are currently stable, but we can't delay!"

"Yes, Captain Xu." The ambulance doctor nodded.

Xu Guanghui turned back as another person in green clothes handed him a pack of tissues: "Captain Xu, most of our Transfer Station 4 patients have already been transferred out."

"The three surgical trolleys on site, Number 1 is also free now." As he spoke, his gaze turned inward, and he narrowed his eyes slightly:

"It seems no more patients are being transferred out..."

"There's a problem." Xu Guanghui's tone was certain; after taking the tissues, he quickly turned a direction and ran over.

"Group Leader He, there's a problem." Xu Guanghui reported to He Yunshan, the Overall Commander of Transfer Station 4.

"What problem?" He Yunshan put down his call machine.

"The doctor who came for the transfer consultation has some issues." Xu Guanghui said, and was about to continue when...

Hearing this, He Yunshan's gaze turned sharp, and he turned his head: "Zheng Yuan, Zheng Yuan..."

Zheng Yuan was the Police Group Leader of Transfer Group 4 responsible for maintaining order at the scene.

Xu Guanghui hurriedly interrupted: "No, no, no, Group Leader He, you misunderstand."

"I mean, these doctors' technical skills are very good; I'm not saying they're the kind causing trouble."

"Our Group 4, the Transfer Point can move forward!"

"This can speed up turnover as quickly as possible."

"These past few hours, the emergency patients sent out from inside were all the kind that can go directly into the operating room for treatment; almost none were in critical condition needing us to handle them!" Xu Guanghui hurriedly analyzed and broke it down from a professional perspective.

Large-scale emergency rescue can roughly be divided into six segments.

The accident scene, medical teams outside the accident, the Transfer Point, medical vehicles, and the hospital's Emergency Department, operating rooms, or specialties.

The task of each segment is different.

Medical personnel only personally attend the scene of small-scale accidents to participate in rescue; for a scene like today's, medical personnel will not approach.

So, basically, the medical team serves as the first line of life defense after being carried out from the scene, mainly handling some very urgent situations.

For example, if there's a fracture, do temporary fixation; if there's bleeding, pack it for hemostasis; if there's a wound, do temporary bandaging.

After scene treatment, they arrive at the Transfer Point for further sorting; according to severity, different labels are placed, and depending on the situation, whether on-site surgery or transfer to various medical units is needed.

The 120 ambulance doctor is responsible for maintaining vital signs along the way...

"Group Leader He, what's wrong?" Zheng Yuan, whom He Yunshan had called over, wearing his uniform, broke away from the crowd controlling order.

"Nothing, Group Leader Zheng, it's a misunderstanding. You go on and communicate with the crowd outside; tell them to try not to be anxious and not to disturb the rescue order here." He Yunshan said.

He had thought someone had sneaked into the medical team, an ordinary person dressed as medical staff to mix in for traffic and live streaming or something.

Nowadays, people, to gain traffic, dare to do anything, with no bottom line.

"Oh, okay." Zheng Yuan immediately withdrew.

"Group Leader Xu, you have to be responsible for your words!" He Yunshan stroked his chin, obviously hesitating as well.

The other several transfer groups were still holding their positions, calling for support.

As the 'Commander' of Group 4, if he applied to move the Transfer Point inward, it would be standing out.

Although 'standing out', he didn't want to slap others in the face in such a way unless necessary.

But if it was the truth, He Yunshan wouldn't be afraid of his own team standing out a bit.

After all, it was all to save lives!

"Group Leader He, how could I be trying to claim credit and rush ahead?"

"Some experts and masters must have come over here, so they can handle things on site and have treated the patients very properly."

"The demand for medical supplies inside is very high; many debridement kits and other emergency supplies have already been taken away."

"High demand means high usage; to reduce such transfers, provide them with more resources and manpower!" Xu Guanghui explained immediately.

Trying to claim credit at this time would lead to accountability!

Joke; if Xu Guanghui had a choice, he wanted to go home and hug his wife to sleep.

Isn't it nice to sleep at home on this Sunday?

Did he want to stand under the blazing sun, sweating all over his necks, to seek fame here?

He Yunshan had seen scenes before; he made a quick decision: "Everyone, disperse!"

"Supplies vehicles, drive inside first!"

"Transfer Point, prepare to move forward. Be ready to receive patients transferred out from inside at any time; speed must be slow, must be steady, not fast!"

After He Yunshan quickly gave instructions, he took out his own call machine and reported upward: "Overall Commander, this is Transfer Station 4; our Group 4 Transfer Point patients have all been transferred out, with no accumulation."

"Medical Group Leader Xu Guanghui, Group 4 Commander requests to move the Transfer Point inward by 200 to 300 meters!"

"Please give instructions." He Yunshan asked.

Crack crack.

The call machine soon transmitted a reply: "He Yunshan, if you can confirm that the patients at the Transfer Point have all been treated, then move inward, but only inward by 200 meters!"

"Cannot move inward three hundred meters!"

At the same time, Xu Guanghui's call machine also rang: "Please, Medical Group Leader of Transfer Station 4, report the scene situation in detail."

Xu Guanghui said: "Our Group 4 has a total of three surgical trolleys, one of which is already empty; currently, all patients transferred to the Transfer Point have left the scene."

"Two 120 ambulances are in standby mode at any time."

"The on-site medical team needs more supplies; we apply to push the Transfer Point inward to reduce back-and-forth transfers..."

"If there's still blood..."

……

「Current Knowledge Points Balance: 66524.3！」

Although Knowledge Points were constantly increasing, Fang Ziye still frowned tightly; these Knowledge Points were far from enough to deal with the many changes on site!

Fang Ziye had only raised a set of Thoracic Surgery skills to Level 4, consuming nearly sixty thousand Knowledge Points! ~

These remaining Knowledge Points were only enough for him to add one specialty!

Knowledge is lacking when it is needed! ~

But Fang Ziye had no way to accumulate Knowledge Points in the short term; if he truly could not contribute himself, then he could only leave it to fate.

He had already done his best.

After Group Three merged, although the area they were responsible for expanded somewhat, search and rescue efficiency kept dropping, and there was still no new "output," so everyone once again got a moment to catch their breath…

Fang Ziye once again tasted the flavor of coffee.

Seeing everyone sweating profusely, he did not know which kindhearted member of the crowd had moved an outdoor cold air blower from next door, blowing it straight at them.

The dry heat of June could not be dispelled by a single cold air blower, but having wind on his face was better than nothing.

Summer was already dry and hot, and Fang Ziye had gone to the Remains Site several times and rescued several people over; the sweat on his body could no longer be described as sticky.

Dry and stiff, salt from sweat clinging to his clothes, it was actually especially uncomfortable.

Fang Ziye drank coffee with one hand, and with the other simply unbuttoned his chest collar, hoping to let more wind in.

Falling ash settled on Nie Mingxian and Wu Xuanqi's heads, sticking to their hats, especially conspicuous…

The two of them were each fanning themselves with their hands.

From the pagers of Peng Peng, Zhong Xue Gao, and others came wave after wave of crackling sounds.

「Give up rescue! ~ Give up wasting time. 」

「Those who have undergone cardiac massage for ten minutes without effect, all give up……」

「Does the Transfer Point have reserve blood? 」

「No… it's all been used up long ago…」

「Surgical Vehicle No. 7, heart rupture……」

「Direction 3 o'clock, several transferred people coming……」

「Direction 5 o'clock, patient massive hemorrhage on site! ~」

「Pay attention to collapse……」

Various voices, from each person, some familiar to Fang Ziye and others, some not familiar to Fang Ziye and others.

Hearing these chaotic sounds, Peng Peng, Zhong Xue Gao, and Li Qundong, the group leaders of the original Groups 10, 11, and 12, all looked at each other…

Then they turned their attention to Fang Ziye and the others.

The "patients" encountered by Group Four on site were not few either.

The current situation was not as 'chaotic' as when the fire first broke out.

Back then it was mainly light and severe patients gathering in crowds, mainly emphasizing speed.

The current situation was completely different.

Those pulled out from the site by search and rescue were all critical, dying patients.

The number was not large, but each one was especially complex to handle.

The mortality rate was also constantly rising; almost every one to two minutes, a death pronouncement could be heard.

However, since the merger, after Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian went to the site several times, the merged Group Four not only did not panic, but now actually had time to start drinking coffee, eating bread, drinking milk…

Sitting down to enjoy the breeze.

This was absolutely not a coincidence!

「You take a nap for a while; if there's a situation, I'll call you. 」Wu Xuanqi leaned against Fang Ziye's side, went around Fang Ziye, and handed Nie Mingxian a betel nut.

Then he distributed betel nuts to Peng Peng and the others, but skipped Fang Ziye.

Nie Mingxian caught it with his mouth; after looking at the thick dust accumulated on Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi's hats, he pulled both of their hats off, then took out several new ones from his pocket and handed them over respectively.

The scorching sun was fierce; the firefighting Big Brothers on search and rescue must be even more tired than them!

But Fang Ziye and the others were not search and rescue professionals; going there would only add chaos. Before patients approached again, the only thing they could do was rest.

Fang Ziye took a sip of coffee, enjoying the brief peace they had fought for.

「I've never been this tired, and never thought iced coffee could be this refreshing. 」Fang Ziye slumped on the ground, not wanting to use a bit of strength.

His coffee was placed in the carry-out, with the straw's soft tube brought close to his mouth; he could drink just by tilting his head.

The two words "lazy" could be said to be maximized.

Peng Peng, hearing this, as the "Group Leader" of the Burn Department, also realized Fang Ziye might be an absolute big thigh, and smilingly suggested: 「Professor Fang, if you're too tired, take a nap for a while. 」

「We'll just stand guard! ~」

Peng Peng, as a doctor and moreover a Deputy Director Physician, naturally knew that work could not simply be calculated by duration.

For example, in hospital surgery, a junior doctor assisting at a station for ten hours might not expend as much energy and stamina as the Lead Surgeon fully focused for four hours.

Fang Ziye did not respond, leaning his back against a flat hard object and began to squint to refresh himself.

He was very tired.

His joints were sore, his wrist joints almost numb.

Once his butt touched the ground, he did not want to move again.

His head approached the shadow by the wall blocking the sun, and he just dozed off like that.

On site, Fang Ziye could certainly go to the corpse placement area, but Fang Ziye did not choose to do so.

Because Fang Ziye knew that the site was different from inside the Sanatorium; this was the site!

All actions obey the Commander.

I am the one being commanded; if I don't follow orders, I'll disrupt everyone else's rhythm.

Disrupting the rescue rhythm is a major taboo.

Since I'm not the one controlling the rhythm, I shouldn't create extra complications.

If I were the commander, then Fang Ziye could be more "flexible"!

At the scene, one must speak of life and death being fated!

Wealth and honor are in heaven's hands.

A group of people had only enjoyed a moment of peace for less than ten minutes before it was broken by a stretcher being carried in.

However, it was very obvious that this time the person carried out had worse luck; he was already in a pugilistic state, whole body desiccated, teeth exposed, muscles contracted and scorched all over, like a primitive man.

Wu Xuanqi reached out to probe the patient's neck; a carbonized dry crust had already formed.

Shook his head.

The two firefighters only waited briefly, then walked straight out with wooden expressions.

They were already used to it; after all, when they saw him, they had already made a preliminary decision.

The reason they still came to the Medical Group and paused for a while was merely a luxury wish that he might still be saved; they weren't professionals, they couldn't unilaterally judge and deprive him of possible hope of survival.

Death is the main theme at the scene now.

Two came out one after another, both burned through and through.

Even Yama would shake his head; he probably wouldn't know how to perform last rites for them...

Flesh and blood bodies are extremely weak at the scene.

Fang Ziye felt he had only just squinted his eyes when he was immediately knocked awake by someone.

"Wake up, Ziye, big case!" Wu Xuanqi patted Fang Ziye's shoulder, then sprang up and ran off.

In his daze, Fang Ziye felt the sunlight was a bit glaring.

The shadowed spot he had hidden in before sleeping had already been covered by sunlight again.

But within a second he came to his senses; noticing he was still at the scene, he immediately propped himself up from the ground in a state of high tension.

Then began putting on gloves.

Because in the midst of the black ash that was the main theme all around Fang Ziye, he saw a glaring red.

Red is blood.

But at this moment, the patient having blood meant he hadn't been swallowed, at least not completely swallowed.

When Fang Ziye quickly put on gloves and approached, Wu Xuanqi, Nie Mingxian, and others had already surrounded the patient in a tight circle.

Fang Ziye couldn't find a place to insert himself, so he directly gave an order: "Make room for me!"

Fang Ziye is one of the Deputy Group Leaders; those nearby who heard his voice hurriedly turned their heads.

Seeing clearly it was Fang Ziye, they immediately began to withdraw in a V-shape.

Fang Ziye then filled the position.

"Aorta!" Wu Xuanqi also heard Fang Ziye's voice; having finished the preliminary physical exam, he immediately spoke.

Fang Ziye didn't hesitate at all!

Directly trusted Wu Xuanqi's preliminary diagnosis.

"Zhong Xue Gao, cut the clothes off!" Fang Ziye instructed Zhong Xue Gao standing opposite.

"Scalpel to me!" Fang Ziye then said toward Nie Mingxian's direction.

Nie Mingxian didn't have a scalpel in hand at the moment; he looked left and right, and after the person next to him responsible for opening the debridement kit instruments panicked slightly, he directly stabbed the blade toward Fang Ziye.

The blade was very sharp; Fang Ziye's gloves had no defensive capability!

Fortunately Fang Ziye dodged with quick eyes and hands, only scraping his skin.

Dull pain, not good.

"Sorry!" The person passing the scalpel shouldn't be very old.

But Fang Ziye didn't scold, didn't struggle; he found another opportunity, gripped the scalpel firmly, and poured out his Knowledge Points once again.

Open chest!

"Any heavy duty scissors?" Fang Ziye asked with head lowered.

Fang Ziye held the scalpel; fresh blood flowed from the back of his ring finger, slowly dripping and seeping onto the patient's skin.

"You're injured." Wu Xuanqi extended his right hand, separated from Fang Ziye by at least forty-plus centimeters.

The meaning was very clear: he hoped Fang Ziye would yield the surgeon position to him!

"No time!" Fang Ziye very decisively lowered his head directly and began cutting through the patient's chest wall from the steel reinforcement bar exit wound.

"Nie Mingxian, endotracheal intubation, pay attention to maintaining patient vital signs."

"Wu Xuanqi, you go complete femoral sheath hemostasis, pelvic internal hemostasis!" Fang Ziye spoke rapidly.

"Oxygen tank." A nurse said.

Only her gaze was somewhat struggling.

Fang Ziye's hand is injured now, and it's his right hand...

The person passing the scalpel was squeezed out of the crowd.

His own Divine Sense was somewhat dazed: "I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't do it on purpose..."

Fang Ziye quickly cut through the chest wall layers, and without any professional equipment assistance, directly completed the thoracotomy!

No heavy duty scissors from the operating room, so Fang Ziye could only shout: "Firefighter Big Brother, bring your heavy duty scissors over!"

"Not disinfected."

"Splash some povidone-iodine, use it!"

"Can't worry about that much anymore."

"Hurry up!" Fang Ziye ordered!

The firefighter Big Brothers all brought tools, and very quickly an astonishingly large pair of firefighter's pliers was sent in.

After receiving the large scissors, Fang Ziye directly cut through the patient's ribs without any hesitation.

Because he had added points to the Cardiac Surgery Department and Thoracic Surgery skills, the positions where Fang Ziye cut were actually quite professional!

Very quickly, the chest wall was flipped open!

Blood from the rupture in the aorta pierced by the steel reinforcement bar inside sprayed like silk! ~

It hissed "zi zi zi" incessantly.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye threw the heavy duty scissors in his hand onto the ground beside him without any hesitation.

The reason he didn't throw them to the side was to avoid accidentally injuring someone.

The heavy duty scissors were for dealing with the steel reinforcement bars on site, so he wasn't afraid of ground contamination.

With his other hand, quick of eye and hand, he directly clamped onto the position of the patient's aortic arch!

The patient's heart was contracting and beating rapidly!

The engorged blood almost rushed through the vascular clamp Fang Ziye was holding, the force was immense.

However, after all, Fang Ziye's strength was not small, and no blood vessel could withstand his clamping force yet.

Only, because his ring finger was injured, Fang Ziye usually clamped with his thumb and ring finger; now switched to middle finger and thumb, his operating habits felt slightly off.

But Fang Ziye also couldn't worry about that much.

Fang Ziye watched the blood on the back of his hand drip down, possibly contaminating the patient's wound, but since the firefighter's heavy duty scissors had been used, could he still care about that much?

"Pull out the steel reinforcement bar! ~" Fang Ziye commanded!

The steel reinforcement bar had not pierced through transversely; it had only penetrated to the patient's descending aorta downstream of the aortic arch, tearing a large opening! ~

This was actually a very risky decision!

Generally speaking, at a penetrating injury scene, removing the penetrating object is prohibited, precisely to avoid massive hemorrhage during removal.

But Fang Ziye, Wu Xuanqi, and the others, like beasts, disregarded the textbook principles entirely.

Fang Ziye dared to instruct, Wu Xuanqi dared to do it! ~

Nie Mingxian also dared to cooperate.

Amidst the twitching brows and eyes of Peng Peng and the others, they watched closely as Wu Xuanqi directly pulled out the steel reinforcement bar without the slightest fear.

But the scene did not have the blood spray or hissing blood they had imagined; it was just a simple extraction.

Completely unreasonable.

The gazes of Peng Peng and the others flickered, their once again accelerated heartbeats gradually slowing.

Stay calm, stay calm.

These few are beasts.

"The rest is on me! ~" Wu Xuanqi said while pulling out the steel reinforcement bar.

Fang Ziye had already completed the aortic clamping and hemostasis, but this was not the end of the rescue; the blood supply still needed to be restored as quickly as possible.

The aortic arch is not that easy to clamp.

Without blood supply irrigation, many of the body's organs would necrose; this wasn't an operating room, there was no extracorporeal circulation instrument assistance.

However, just as Wu Xuanqi's words fell!

The patient's heartbeat visibly to the naked eye twitched in bursts, then became weak beating, trembling beating, and then no longer beating! ~

Cardiac arrest! ~

The best method to respond to cardiac arrest is chest compressions!

But that is when the patient has no wounds.

Right now the heart area is already open; performing chest compressions again would be nonsense!

This change actually happened very fast, just a few seconds before and after!

Cardiac arrest is not stage-by-stage or gradual.

Seeing this scene.

"Is there a cardiac surgeon?" someone shouted loudly.

But no one answered!

Generally speaking, in this kind of field rescue, if it's a heart rupture, then it's death!

Even the hospital's cardiac surgery department people aren't enough, would they be assigned to the scene?

If it's a relatively non-urgent disease like pericardial effusion, then wait!

Waiting to die is also deserved!

There wouldn't be so many cardiac surgeons stationed at the scene.

Fang Ziye also didn't answer, directly using his right hand to prop open his ring finger, and began to perform open cardiac massage in an orderly manner! ~

"Nie Mingxian, come suture! ~" Fang Ziye's voice was deep, very quiet, tone medium!

In this quiet moment, it accurately entered into every single person's ears.

Nie Mingxian was originally planning to perform endotracheal intubation.

But, after cardiac arrest, the priority of circulation recovery is higher than airway patency.

At worst, after heartbeat recovery, perform a tracheal incision! ~

"Move aside! ~" Nie Mingxian began circling the patient, finding the most advantageous operating position.

"Trouble you to make way." Nie Mingxian felt his tone was too cold, slightly more tactful.

But the first sentence was his instinct.

Get out of the way, Veggie Dog.

Fang Ziye's four fingers, at this moment, rhythmically and regularly grasped and released with extreme calm, replacing the patient's heart in pumping blood!

This is a CPR more effective than chest compressions!

It allows the circulating blood volume to continue being delivered throughout the body, especially the brain.

Very quickly, Nie Mingxian squeezed past two people, while Wu Xuanqi rapidly withdrew his hand and began assisting and guiding everyone to prop the heart open as best they could!

The situation now was no longer snatching a life from the halls of Yama, but snatching it from Grandpa Yama's hands, right on the Judgment Hall where he was passing judgment!

"Prop it open a bit more!"

"Press down once!"

"Have someone send blood over."

"As fast as possible!" Wu Xuanqi instructed.

Whether it can be done or not, all of this must be done.

"Establish venous access." Wu Xuanqi knew he had to shoulder Nie Mingxian's responsibilities, even though he wasn't as specialized as him...

Nie Mingxian wasn't from Cardiac Surgery, but handling major vessels shared the same principle as handling limb vessels.

Right now, achieving hemostasis, temporarily closing the rupture in the aorta, was the thing that had to be done in this emergency.

After the heart stopped pumping, the compression on the aorta had to be relieved as quickly as possible, so the heart could smoothly pump out more blood and successfully complete circulation.

Reduce the heart's afterload!

This involved the most basic principles of physiology like blood pressure, preload and afterload — very complex, not yet thoroughly researched.

But only by relieving the compression was there a chance to let the patient's heartbeat restore its rhythm.

Fang Ziye was still rapidly pinching, but because his right hand was exerting force, accelerating local blood flow, the bleeding from the back of his hand increased even more!

Under muscle contraction, the gash on the back of his ring finger was torn wider by the contracting muscles!

Pain!

Really painful.

Ten fingers connect to the heart.

Fang Ziye wasn't being delicate; he could understand every patient's pain, because patients are human too.

But likewise, Fang Ziye is also human.

But Fang Ziye had to do this.

"Endotracheal intubation completed!" Soon, good news came from the direction of the patient's head.

Fang Ziye didn't turn his head to look, still rapidly pinching and pressing.

At the same time, the patient's cardiac monitor was also connected from behind by a nurse.

Because the on-site rescue efficiency of Fang Ziye's Comprehensive Group 4 was very high, they could transfer directly upon reaching the Transfer Point, so medical equipment was ample.

It avoided the situation of a clever housewife unable to cook without rice.

This was a stacking of comprehensive factors.

Nie Mingxian's operation was very constrained; he was afraid of injuring Fang Ziye again, but he had to complete the suture as fast as possible, so his rhythm was a bit chaotic.

"Don't rush, I can take it, you suture slowly."

"The slower you go, the faster the suture gets done." Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye knew Nie Mingxian was quite panicked right now, but now, only with a slow mindset could one exert maximum skill.

Actually Nie Mingxian's speed wasn't slow, he just wasn't satisfied with his own result.

He kept his head lowered, breathing heavily.

One stitch after another.

Finally, after about two minutes, Nie Mingxian completed the temporary suture of the aorta.

But Nie Mingxian's operation wasn't over yet.

Because Fang Ziye's hand was trapped, he couldn't continue achieving hemostasis, so he still had to search for the bleeding points.

The steel reinforcement bar wasn't inserted according to anatomy and textbooks.

The heart also has many branch arteries.

For example the celiac trunk and renal arteries are adjacent to the descending aorta, plus the small vessels around the heart...

Before the heartbeat fully recovered, he had to do his best with hemostasis operations.

On-site, the way to achieve hemostasis was placing hemostats.

It was also at this moment that Nie Mingxian learned the difficulty and pressure of Fang Ziye's usual hemostat hemostasis.

But Fang Ziye overcame it all.

Time slowly passed.

Finally, at a certain moment when Nie Mingxian still hadn't finished hemostasis, the heart's autonomous rhythm recovered on its own!

The heart muscle's strong contraction bounced Fang Ziye's right hand away.

"Give it to me!" Fang Ziye said to Nie Mingxian without any hesitation.

Nie Mingxian immediately handed the vascular clamp to Fang Ziye; his gaze stayed fixed on the surgical field, not making secondary contact with Fang Ziye's hand.

But actually, Fang Ziye's ring finger was already a mess of blood, impossible to tell whether it was his own blood or the patient's.

Although the wound wasn't deep, if not treated with hemostasis, the scalpel's sharpness was enough to make even a small gash ooze excessive blood.

Moreover, Fang Ziye's hand had been exerting force the whole time.

After getting the hemostat, Fang Ziye began precisely placing and clamping!

"Blood pressure, 61!" Misfortunes never come singly.

The blood pressure from the monitor made everyone's hearts sink.

"Blood plasma, blood plasma's here, we've got 200ml left!" Outside, someone took the initiative to send it in.

But after he saw the scene on site, he got a fright, stumbled a bit, and the person staggered!

He held the blood plasma and stumbled several steps, then steadied himself again and hurried over.

"Transfuse it directly!"

"Has the blood type been matched?!" Fang Ziye asked.

"It's been matched."

The simplest blood type matching can be done on site, and the testing speed can be very fast.

"Transfuse!" Nie Mingxian instructed.

Fang Ziye was still roaming around doing hemostasis.

Finally, after another two minutes, for safety's sake, Fang Ziye applied a lateral hemostat clamp on the descending aorta!

Immediately after, Fang Ziye yielded his position.

"Transfer the patient out, Nie Mingxian, you come along." Fang Ziye said.

"Good, let's go!" Nie Mingxian said quickly.

"Make way, make way, don't block the path." Nie Mingxian got nervous, started using hand gestures to signal the people rushing over this way to give way.

"Aortic rupture, make way..." Nie Mingxian kept shouting loudly, running while shouting.

On Fang Ziye's side, before he'd had time to say much, he was already pinned down by Wu Xuanqi!

"Sit down!"

"Normal saline!"

"Povidone-iodine!"

"Gauze."

"Hurry up!" Wu Xuanqi's voice was practically a roar.

He didn't have time to be more angry; he directly used scissors to cut open the mouth of a normal saline bottle, then started rapidly irrigating the wound on Fang Ziye's ring finger!

That poke just now, the cut was a bit deep, the skin torn open was visible to the naked eye.

But Fang Ziye dodged in time, so it didn't injure muscle or tendon, only damaged the subcutaneous mucosal layer, belonging to an absolute scalp laceration.

Wu Xuanqi was rapidly irrigating!

After irrigation, then flush with povidone-iodine, then continue irrigating with normal saline.

"Scalp laceration, didn't injure blood vessels or nerves, just bandage it and it'll be fine." Fang Ziye himself was a professional doctor.

"Daughter of a bitch!" Wu Xuanqi just cursed in a low voice, finished irrigating then started bandaging Fang Ziye.

"Sorry!" A youth of only twenty-five or twenty-six approached, handed Fang Ziye a bottle of water, his complexion exceptionally ugly.

"It's fine, just pay attention next time." Fang Ziye said.

He didn't blame him; perhaps the other party wasn't even a surgery specialist, just in this kind of emergency situation, dead horse treated as living, wearing green clothes, trying hard to learn from the predecessor's example, propping up a role on site.

Everyone hadn't had time to react yet when the chaotic footsteps on site rang out again.

A person's abdomen, propped up a piece of concrete, the concrete directly embedded inside...

(Chapter End)