Professor Bo is a wife protector

Chapter 123 The Patient With Broken Leg

The medical team was set up on the borderline where the two sides were fighting, and there were gunshots and missiles five miles away. He Wanqian tried his best to adapt himself to this terrible medical environment as soon as possible.

The car took them directly to the medical center. Before they even put their luggage away, a group of people started to work. Most of the patients were wounded by bullets. He Wanqian had heard about Bao Chengyuan's meeting at that meeting, and there will be more important points later. I have trained in clinical treatment experience, but I didn't expect to use it here again after many years.

"Everyone put on the medical team uniform first, so that patients can easily identify doctors. Everyone first classifies patients according to the principle of first aid, and gives priority to those who can survive. You don't need to report to me if you use morphine and pethidine. Let's act." Congratulations Wan Qian organized, divided the clothes of the medical team in his hand, changed into a white coat and rushed to the medical area.

There is an endless stream of patients coming in. There is never a shortage of patients here, only a shortage of doctors.

"Doctor, help me." A soldier who had been forgotten in a corner, his lower limbs had been severed by shells, and the wounds were bloody and bloody. He tugged at the corner of He Wan's shallow clothes and begged in a weak voice. road.

He Wanqian immediately squatted down to examine him. His pulse was very weak. The wound on his body had already festered and even spread to other places. He also had a gunshot wound on his chest. Due to the lack of medical equipment here, the bullet could not be confirmed. In this position, no doctor is willing to help him with an operation. It may take a day to treat such a patient, and it may not be possible to save him back. In such an emergency place, most doctors will choose to give up such a patient and save more. People with a higher survival rate.

"I will operate on you." But He Wanqian didn't want to give up, and if Professor Bo was here, he wouldn't give up on this patient either.

He Wanqian found a helper and lifted the man onto the operating table. She completed the entire operation without an assistant or an anesthetist. She needed to be focused enough to save this man.

"I will give you an injection of anesthesia later, and you will fall into a deep sleep. When you wake up, all your wounds will be healed." He Wanqian communicated with him in fluent English. In the past three years in the Netherlands, apart from Dutch, She still speaks English the most, but fortunately this patient can understand English.

"Thank you." The patient lay quietly on the hospital bed, and slowly fell asleep under the effect of anesthesia. He didn't know if he would wake up, but this was his last choice.

He Wanqian gave priority to helping him take out the bullet in his chest. It was a fatal injury. Judging from the current amount of bleeding, it should not have hit the aorta, but it cannot be ruled out that the bullet hit the aorta but the bleeding port was blocked. He Wanqian said It is very likely that his death will be hastened if he cuts it open.

"Don't be nervous." The patient comforted in broken English, "It's my honor to meet such a beautiful doctor for the last time."

He Wanqian was relieved a lot by his optimistic attitude. The first cut He Wanqian did not go in from the position of the bullet hole, but searched for the direction of the bullet from the side cutting position. The first positioning needle failed, so he could only rely on The second positioning needle confirms the position of the bullet. With the cooperation of the magnifying glass, He Wanqian finally found the position of the bullet. To be more precise, it seems that it is not a bullet, but more like an iron sheet. A piece of iron sheet has such a great penetrating power, it is estimated that It was also caused by the explosion of some heavy metal weapons.

The patient's condition was much better than what He Wanqian had imagined. Firstly, it was not a bullet, and secondly, the aorta was not cut. After taking out the iron block, He Wanqian sutured the wound before it was treated.

The most worrisome thing is where his leg was broken. The wound festered and festered and turned into a pool of inactive tissue, that is, dead flesh. He Wanqian needed to remove those tissues. In the end, his entire right leg was removed up.

After coming out of the operating room, He Wanqian glanced at the time, five hours, sooner than she thought, she didn't even have time to rest, and went on to the next injured person, this high-intensity work lasted until In the early morning, the second batch of medical teams rushed up to replace them, and He Wanqian had time to sit on the ground and rest for a while.

At this moment, she didn't even have the strength to crawl, she just sat on the ground slumped, spraying the disinfectant on her hands over and over again, and some of her fingertips began to dehydrate and peel.

"Master, let's eat something." Li Ruofeng handed over a few compressed biscuits and mineral water, which are the only things that can satisfy your hunger.

"Thank you." He Wanqian took the water and food. She needed to adjust her condition as soon as possible. The next day, she was on top of those doctors' shifts. They continued to participate in the rescue in this rotation until she collapsed.

He Wanqian ate something before she could stand up physically, and walked towards their barracks. It was just a tent and a shed filled with hundreds of beds. They lived here.

He Wanqian found her bed in the corner, and her suitcase was under the bed. Country M has a tropical rainforest climate, with high temperatures all year round. Most of the clothes she brought were mainly summer.

After taking a shower, He Wanqian got up and went to the ward area to visit the patient in the morning. He hasn't woken up yet. Maybe it's an anesthesia problem, or a personal physical problem. Various factors will affect the time when he wakes up. Fortunately, his vital signs are relatively stable.

After coming out of the ward, He Wanqian looked into the distance, and could still see the sparks caused by the battle in the sky. The sound of gunfire and bombing had never stopped, and He Wanqian had long regarded it as a phenomenon in the normal world. sound.

"Wan Qian." A voice came from behind, He Wanqian could hardly remember the owner of the voice, but he was a little surprised when he saw her face.

The last time I saw her, she still had waist-length hair. This time, the long hair was cut into a neat short hair, but it did not affect the appearance of the embryo of a beauty in the slightest.

"Miss Du." He Wanqian still remembered her. After that date, the two of them only contacted each other through wechat occasionally. During the three years when she fled abroad, she basically lost contact with her.

"Long time no see." Du Wen stepped forward to hug her, she didn't expect to meet He Wanqian here.

"Long time no see." He Wanqian didn't know how to describe this feeling. She and Du Wen were like the same kind of people. Whether it was the first time they met or now, there was an illusion that they hit it off.

"Is Professor Bo here too?" Du Wen hadn't seen Bo Chengyuan for many years, and even rarely heard his name on some medical forums.

He Wanqian pursed her lips and replied, "He gave up medicine a long time ago and went into business."

"Sure enough, studying medicine is not as good as doing business." Du Wen teased, as if somewhat expected.

(End of this chapter)