Chapter 1502: 1455 Speed and Skill (Alliance Leader Zimu - Extra Chapter 2)

Zheng Ren stared in shock as Fan Tian Shui stabbed a straw into the young waiter's body.

Although the straw was a bit stiff, it was absolutely not sharp, sometimes failing even to pierce the soft paper wrapping on a drink.

It would bend; surely it wouldn't pierce tough skin, Zheng Ren was somewhat puzzled.

He had said to use a knife to pierce the skin, then insert the tube, but who let Fan Tian Shui just stab directly?

But as that thought just arose, less than a second later, Zheng Ren heard a "hiss" sound coming from the straw.

This was the sound of the huge high-pressure gas in the chest cavity, having found an outlet, spraying out.

"Is this okay, Chief Zheng?" Fan Tian Shui asked, somewhat doubtful and somewhat simple-hearted.

He feared he had made a mistake and asked in a low voice.

"……" Zheng Ren speechlessly watched the gas spraying from the straw, feeling all this was utterly fantastical.

Su Yun walked out holding a dagger; the boss still hadn't grasped the situation, and seeing him brandish the knife, his face turned pale instantly.

Is this a freeloader who still brandishes a knife to threaten me?

Just being a freeloader is bad enough, but he's actually this arrogant!

But he was merely a person who ran a skewer stall, doing small trade to support his family; how could he dare face a dagger?

Instinctively he dodged backward, trying as much as possible to disappear from Su Yun's gaze.

"Oh my……" Su Yun rushed out, seeing a straw inserted into the patient's left midclavicular line at the second intercostal space, gas hissing out, he exclaimed.

"What did you do?" Su Yun then asked Zheng Ren.

"Old Fan inserted it." Zheng Ren relaxed a bit, first not worrying about how Fan Tian Shui managed it, but observing the patient's condition.

After all, this is an open-field emergency rescue, which inherently carries some risk.

Chest infection is inevitable, only varying in severity.

Mild cases will heal on their own.

Severe cases will at least have pleural adhesions post-operation; as for conditions like empyema or lung abscess, we'll discuss if they actually occur.

But no matter how, it's still much better than dying outright.

Postoperative infection is still manageable, but an open chest cavity exposes it to atmospheric pressure from the outside.

Once the gas leaking from a tension pneumothorax gradually lessens, outside air can indeed enter the pleural cavity through the straw.

This procedure itself can also cause pneumothorax, belonging to a type of open pneumothorax.

The critical point is when the pressure from the tension pneumothorax reaches atmospheric pressure, at which point it tends toward equilibrium.

This can only address the immediate urgent need.

Afterwards, one must insert a chest tube, go to the hospital for open thoracotomy or thoracoscopic surgery to repair the lung rupture, only then is it considered complete.

The "hiss" sound gradually weakened, and the patient's complexion improved slightly.

Although breathing remained difficult, the bluish-purple hue of the lips faded slightly.

Qin Tang and Zou Yu stared dumbfounded.

The bodyguard seated behind Qin Tang had his fingers splayed, as if gripping a straw. The tendons on the back of his hand bulged prominently, and a faint cracking sound came from between his joints.

His complexion looked somewhat grim.

He clearly understood what had just happened.

As a top-tier bodyguard, he also needs to be familiar with emergency rescue; at the very least, after being injured, he must know how to self-rescue.

The waiter had a spontaneous pneumothorax, which the bodyguard behind Qin Tang was certain of.

But Fan Tian Shui directly stabbing with a straw stunned him.

He imagined several scenarios in his mind, placing himself and Fan Tian Shui within them.

That wasn't brute force, but a killing technique relying on a mix of speed and skill.

Strength…… precision…… and a technique that seems unbelievable……

He quickly gave up trying, sighing in his heart.

He couldn't do it; that seemingly simple-minded veteran was truly a killing machine.

Although what lay before his eyes was a life-saving procedure, it couldn't conceal the fact that a single straw could pierce the body's surface skin.

If it can penetrate, it can kill. If aimed at one's own spleen or liver……

The bodyguard was certain that he wouldn't die instantly, but under his entanglement, with no time to self-rescue, death seemed only two minutes away. MD, they still use entanglement on oneself? With that hand speed, a straight stab to one's own heart would likely leave no capacity to resist.

He saw Fan Tian Shui's expression grow several degrees more solemn. That sharp gaze from Harmony Nurture Hospital was not his illusion, but a keen intuition honed after facing life and death.

In the distance, the sound of a 120 emergency rescue vehicle came over.

Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Lao He all felt relieved in their hearts.

At this point, the makeshift measure was not treatment but merely delay, postponing the patient's time of death.

Only the professional equipment on the 120 emergency rescue vehicle, the various surgical instruments in the operating room, and the lead surgeon's skill can truly save the patient's life.

The young waiter at this point caught his breath; when the incident occurred earlier, he had already been oxygen-deprived, falling into a dazed state.

Lowering his head, he saw the straw inserted into his chest, and with each breath gas hissed out; the young waiter nearly fainted.

Am I dead?

Is this a hallucination? Or have I been altered?

Soon, vehicles on the road made way. Amid the flow of traffic, the 120 emergency rescue vehicle rushed over at top speed.

Before the vehicle had even come to a stop, a doctor in a white coat jumped out, followed by a nurse holding an emergency kit.

"The patient developed persistent chest tightness and shortness of breath seven minutes ago; physical exam revealed absent breath sounds on auscultation of the left chest, with dullness on percussion. Preliminary diagnosis is spontaneous tension pneumothorax, emergency care given……" Zheng Ren said up to this point, then paused.

The emergency doctor, looking at the straw in the patient's chest, also froze.

"Did you bring a closed chest drainage kit?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Not brought…… the emergency rescue vehicle doesn't have one." The doctor from the 120 emergency rescue said.

Zheng Ren expressed regret, guessing immediately that this was the situation.

"Cut open the package!" Zheng Ren's voice turned stern, like when the chief physician does morning rounds and discovers a junior doctor has made a major mistake.

"Su Yun, Lao Fan, help the patient to the Emergency Rescue Service vehicle," Zheng Ren said.

Emergency treatment and rescue, Zheng Ren thought the doctors of the Emergency Rescue Service should perform closed chest tube drainage, but he didn't take the risk and instead began to direct the rescue.

The doctor from the Emergency Rescue Service froze for a moment, wondering how this tone of voice could be so familiar.

He dazedly looked at Zheng Ren, who was very young, but his tone of voice sounded like that of his own department's chief physician.

However, he didn't hesitate, hurriedly ran back to the Emergency Rescue Service vehicle, and began preparing the equipment.

Tension pneumothorax—just these five words were enough to explain everything.

To doctors, this is the call to charge.

As for right or wrong... the "hissing" sound appearing in the straw with breathing is enough to show the problem.

Seeing Zheng Ren and Su Yun get into the vehicle, Qin Tang slightly shook his head and said, "Is Zheng Lao Ban usually this busy?"

"Probably, he's very busy." Zou Yu said with a smile: "But this is also my first time having a meal with him; I didn't expect to encounter a rescue in this kind of place. Director Lin, what's the situation with that young fellow just now?"

Note: Been scolded by a colleague, saying not to be a "chapter-breaking dog"~ Today it's fine, but if I had stopped at the chapter on killing techniques, I'd probably get a scolding. After the rescue, what remains are some finishing tasks, all minor things. Besides, this bit came from many years ago, when I saw the adult Fenghuo writing Chen Ergou, and someone—what's his name—came up with the bit about killing with a newspaper.

What a newspaper can do, a straw can also do. But we are a medical text, treating illness and saving lives, so let's focus on the treatment of tension pneumothorax.

Um, I report the above to all the esteemed adults.