Chapter 433 What's the Hurry?

"Adrenaline, lidocaine." Ling Ran's voice also took on a rhythm, and continued to count: "005, 006, 007..."

He didn't know if CPR would be successful, or when it would have any results.

What Ling Ran can know is that there is still hope for the patient, and the hope of cardiopulmonary resuscitation level is 0.5% level.

The probability of this is indeed very low, and most doctors will not challenge such a probability.

Even the patient's family members are not necessarily willing to take on this challenge.

The only people who may be willing to bear the many risks here may be the patient himself and the attending doctor.

Ling Ran possessed perfect-level cardiopulmonary resuscitation skills, and felt that he needed to take corresponding responsibilities—if he only had entry-level or professional-level skills, then giving up at this time couldn't be said to be giving up hope, because entry-level or professional-level Cardiopulmonary resuscitation, if used at this stage, there is no hope.

Just like Wei Jiayou who was standing next to him at this time - as a star doctor of the younger generation, Wei Jiayou already has a world-class level in the field he is best at, but not in all aspects, not including cardiopulmonary resuscitation skills.

As far as the domestic environment is concerned, there are really very few doctors who can practice cardiopulmonary resuscitation to a very high level.

Wei Jiayou is already very talented and strong if he can touch the edge of master level.

It's just not as strong as Ling Ran.

Wei Jiayou also knew the limit of his own abilities, he did it for 40 minutes, and then looked at the patient's electrocardiogram and waveform, and gave up when it was time to give up.

After watching for another two minutes, Wei Jiayou gradually lost his patience and turned around to leave.

Academician Di coughed twice and said, "What's the rush?"

Wei Jiayou raised his eyebrows and looked at Academician Di with a questioning look.

Academician Di signaled Wei Jiayou to stand over, and then whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "CPR by the team, bold medication, this is the only feasible solution, maybe there will be a miracle."

"Will there be?" Wei Jiayou is not a person who believes in miracles. If he is given a choice, Murphy's Theorem is more like the answer to the world.

Academician Di knew Wei Jiayou's temperament well,

Only said: "Whether there will be a miracle is not important, what is important is that you have to convince your team that you have the ability to create miracles. This is what you lack now."

Wei Jiayou was taken aback, then turned to look at Ling Ran and the doctor beside him.

The young male doctor was thick enough to make people feel rude, the young female doctor was so short that people could ignore her, and the old male doctor's skin was wrinkled like...

To be honest, Wei Jiayou's attention was always on Ling Ran. He could tell that Ling Ran's cardiopulmonary resuscitation was still extremely strong, but after all, cardiopulmonary resuscitation was cardiopulmonary resuscitation, not spiritualism, so how strong could it be?

Academician Di gave Wei Jiayou an answer.

Teamwork!

The strong man, the short woman and the old man were replaced in turn, coupled with Ling Ran's command and filling, the continuity of the patient's cardiopulmonary resuscitation was excellent. Compared with Wei Jiayou's cardiopulmonary resuscitation, this specially trained team cardiopulmonary resuscitation, Far more effective than temporary replacements.

Wei Jiayou couldn't help standing still, and continued to watch.

"It's been more than an hour." Not only Wei Jiayou said so, but the doctors present also started discussing quietly.

However, to Wei Jiayou's surprise, there were supporters of Ling Ran among the discussions among the crowd.

"It took more than an hour last time. Dr. Ling is also experienced in cardiopulmonary resuscitation."

"I remember that the last time the patient was named Hu, the ICU people were stunned, saying that after cardiopulmonary resuscitation, such a good prognosis is rare. It was the first time I saw such a good recovery after super-long cardiopulmonary resuscitation. "

"What if Ling Ran is confident? CPR, I think it's a bit like riding a bicycle. Once you learn it, you've learned it. You have to feel that way."

"Your sister's bicycle, you ride one and show me."

"Ling Ran is like a unicycle, it's more difficult, more difficult."

The doctors were half joking, but the patient's family members were overwhelmed.

The patient's son took off his glasses, wiped away his tears, leaned over to a doctor, and said, "So, is my dad saved?"

Seeing that it was the patient's family members, the little weak chicken doctor who was standing in the outer circle watching the excitement immediately called out three times in a row: "I didn't say, you misunderstood me, I don't know."

The patient's son was a little confused on the spot: "You just said..."

"I didn't say that."

"I heard them say..."

"Ask whoever said it." The little weak chicken raised his voice and said.

The doctor standing in front let out a whoosh and dispersed.

In these years, who would dare to promise such a thing as "certainly be able to save life" to the patient's family. However, when ordinary people seek medical treatment, what they pursue is certainty.

The family members of the patient took a few steps forward until they were stopped, and then asked: "Can my father be saved?"

The nurse who stopped him dared not answer.

The patient's son asked again: "Can my father be saved?"

At this moment, tears welled up in his eyes again.

Several young medical staff nearby were a little dazed. What should you say to such a patient's family and questioning? To put it lightly, people won't care about you, but to put it seriously, the family members' emotional breakdown will not work.

"Now is the critical period of rescue, do you want the surgeon to come out and chat with you?" Zuo Cidian heard the voice behind, and walked out, his tone was stern.

The young young man, who is not an opponent in the old society like Zuo Cidian, was instantly taken aback, and his tone became hesitant: "I just want to ask..."

"What do you want to ask, your father survived, you have plenty of time to ask, you are asking around now, you want the surgeon to stop, can I explain it to you first?" Zuo Cidian pointed to the time and said: " If CPR is stopped for 10 seconds, the chance of life-saving is reduced by 1%, do you want to try it?"

The young man shook his head obediently.

"Isn't that enough? When your family members were asked to sign, if you procrastinated and you were about to die, you asked the doctor if they could save you. What did you do?" Zuo Cidian knew how to deal with such family members. His attitude was tough, and the family's attitude softened.

On the other hand, the relatives who were standing behind the young man and cheering for him were also afraid that the doctor would refuse to sign and say something too serious, so they didn't dare to persecute him any more and persuaded the young man one after another.

"I... what should I do now?" The patient's son was worried.

"Look at the rescue results first. Do you know what cardiopulmonary resuscitation is?" Zuo Cidian's tone slowed down a bit.

"It's just that the heart is not good, let it beat well?"

"It's not that the heart is bad, it's that the heart has stopped working normally. If the cardiopulmonary resuscitation fails, the person will die, understand?" Zuo Cidian said in a softer voice.

The patient's son repeated: "No more?"

"kindness."

"Gone?"

"Now is the last hope, but the probability of successful cardiopulmonary resuscitation is not high, especially now that the patient has received cardiopulmonary resuscitation for more than an hour, I hope you prepare in advance." Zuo Cidian said here, shaking Shaking his head, he went back to the cycle of team chest compressions.

The patient's son could not help falling into a state of trance.

He muttered something in his mouth, but no one could hear it clearly.

The relative looked a little scared, so he couldn't help nudging him: "Bingzi, don't just stand there, call your grandparents."

"Don't fight." Bingzi suddenly woke up, her voice was clear as if nothing happened.

The relative frowned: "Don't call now, wait later..."

"One minute later, my grandpa and grandma will be happier for one minute." Bingzi spoke to himself, his eyes fixed on the front.

Ling Ran, who was doing chest compressions, suddenly stopped.

"Defibrillation."

"Adrenaline."

"Wait a minute, put the electrodes on the chest again." Ling Ran jumped off the flat bed and rubbed his hands gently.

The nurse quickly stepped forward and changed the position of the misplaced electrode during chest compressions.

Didi.

The monitor rang twice naturally, and then an electrocardiogram with even ups and downs was displayed.

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