Da Song a knife

Before the critically ill hospital bed, you can always see a lot of emotional expression.

Although Qiuniang had seen her husband before, but now she went to the hospital bed with the feeling of taking a second look, and her heart was much heavier than before.

Among them, Zhou Hu and Zhou Qiao were too young to control their emotions.

Zhou Qiao held Zhou Daquan's hand, crying until she couldn't breathe: "Dad, Dad, I don't want you to die. Don't die—"

Zhou Hu was a little better, but he couldn't help it: "Father, you haven't taught me the craft yet."

In fact, Zhou Daquan himself knew that this time, it should be more or less auspicious.

After all, the injured place is not very good.

Although Zhang Sijiu laughed just now, who else could laugh except Zhang Sijiu?

Seeing his family now, he was even more sad.

But even so, he could only hold back his emotions and tears, pretending to be cheerful: "Why are you crying? What's there to cry about?"

It’s just that the pretending wasn’t long enough. Soon, Zhou Daquan also became frustrated: “I also said that after working this winter and earning money, I’ll build a side house so that Hu’er can marry a wife, but in the end…”

"I haven't paid my wages yet. Qiu Niang, remember to ask for it later."

"And Hu'er, if I leave, you will be the pillar of the family from now on. I can't teach you crafts anymore, so you go to your uncle and ask him to teach you."

"The thing I'm most worried about is Qiao'er. Qiao'er is still so young, and I haven't earned her a dowry money. It's always too shabby to marry someone back."

"Qiu Niang, no matter who comes to kiss you in the future, you have to take good care of them. Don't ask for anything else, you must have a good character, and you must be good to me, Qiaoer."

Zhou Daquan's speech is actually very affected now. Not only is it difficult to speak, but it also hurts, but he just speaks word by word like this, and no one persuades him to stop.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that Zhou Daquan was afraid that he would not be able to get off the operating table, so he wanted to explain the funeral while he could still talk.

He even said: "I'm leaving, don't make a big deal of it, and don't spend that money. Keep the money, you mother three can't be without money—"

Qiuniang and her two sons and daughters were all crying.

Wu Xing watched from the side, also crying into tears.

The ones in the Imperial Medical Office are more or less unbearable to look at.

In the end, I heard Yun come over: "Okay, don't talk about it, the earlier the operation, the more chances. We can't delay any longer. It's time to go in."

This time is really not a good time to talk.

If he hadn't looked at Zhou Daquan so dangerously, Ting Yun would not have made Zhou Daquan talk so much.

At this moment, everything that should be explained has been explained, and Tingyun only opened his mouth.

Now that Zhou Daquan's throat is in this situation, he would not dare to drink anesthetics normally, so before Tingyun and the others used special means to pour the medicinal soup into Zhou Daquan's body.

However, this method does not work as quickly as that method.

So it has to be supplemented with acupuncture.

After the person pushed in, Qi Jing gave the main needle, and after a few needles, Zhou Daquan fell asleep.

Of course, it is not right to say that he fell asleep, it should be paralyzed.

After making sure that Zhou Daquan wouldn't jump up in pain with the knife, Zhang Sijiu was ready to start the knife.

You must not dare to pull it out directly. If you pull it out directly, it will be a secondary injury.

And I don't know what's going on inside, and I don't dare to pull it out randomly.

What if there is bleeding?
What if a hemorrhage blocks the airway?
Zhang Sijiu glanced at Qi Jing: "If the bleeding does not stop, you must find a way to stop the bleeding immediately."

Qi Jing nodded: "I know."

But if you can't stop it, it's life.

Zhang Sijiu glanced at Tingyun again: "Remember to keep up with the aspirator in time."

The aspirator was designed by Yang Yuanding.

It was originally used to suck the amniotic fluid of the caesarean section and the phlegm in the throat of the elderly, but now it is also applicable to this situation.

Ting Yun held up the suction head and stepped on the bellows: "Standby at any time."

Zhang Sijiu took a deep breath and lowered the knife.

I have to say that this is the best time for everyone to cooperate.

Especially Qi Jing, who had a wink, and when he saw Zhang Sijiu sweating, he would immediately order the people on his side to wipe Zhang Sijiu's sweat.

Seeing that the wound is bleeding and affecting the vision, people will immediately suck it with gauze.

Even Ting Yun had to glance at Qi Jing approvingly.

At the same time, I was lucky: Fortunately, he refused to come here, otherwise wouldn't he want to take his job away?
When he completely opened the skin and fascia of the neck and saw the location of the bamboo tube, Zhang Sijiu almost cried with joy.

She let out a long sigh of relief: "It's stuck in the trachea. It didn't hurt the blood vessels, and it didn't hurt the esophagus. This is the trachea."

Zhang Sijiu reckoned that the bamboo tube was not hollow, so due to air pressure and length issues, it couldn't penetrate too deep.

It just got stuck in the trachea.

And although it pierced in and punctured the trachea, the trachea and bamboo tube were tightly sucked together due to contraction and air pressure.

Therefore, the blood did not enter the trachea, nor did it flow out much.

this luck.It's just too good to be true!
When Zhang Sijiu said this, although Qi Jing and the others didn't understand, they still heaved a sigh of relief.

Only then did Qi Jing dare to ask: "In this case, will he be able to live?"

Zhang Sijiu didn't dare to say anything, so he could only say one thing immediately: "I can't say that it's not dangerous at all, it's still very dangerous. But it's much better than expected. It's almost the best situation. The chance of survival has increased to seven." become."

Now, the joy of everyone in the operating room was beyond words.

If it weren't for the special circumstances, they might really be able to cheer.

However, when Zhang Sijiu carefully removed the bamboo tube, they still couldn't hold back.

Zhang Sijiu immediately stopped him: "Now is the most dangerous time, so cheer up. You can't let the blood enter the pipe, you must ensure your breathing."

If too much blood enters the trachea, it is very likely that Zhou Daquan will be drowned.

Yes, drown.

It doesn't take a lot of liquid to drown a person, too much of your own blood into the lungs will drown a person with it.

Simply cutting off the trachea will not cause death.

At least not anytime soon.

There is plenty of time for rescue.

But if blood gets in too much, it can cause suffocation.

Once suffocated, the rescue time will be reduced, and if suffocated for too long, it will seriously damage the body function.

The most terrifying thing is to cut the main artery.

Anyway, Zhang Sijiu had never been rescued successfully.

The hospitals she knew had no successful rescue efforts.

Zhou Daquan's situation is a blessing among misfortunes.

What Zhang Sijiu needs to do now is to repair the trachea and suture the trauma.

Then there is postoperative anti-infection.

As long as these things are done well, Zhou Daquan's chances of survival are still very high.

Zhang Sijiu began to make repairs intensively.

Qi Jing and the others kept watching Zhang Sijiu busy - they found that Zhang Sijiu at this time was really very different from usual!
I don't know if there will be a next update, it depends on whether my daughter sleeps or not.Tomorrow I will try to get up early to code words~