Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

Chen Ping had worked at the Municipal People's Hospital for several years. He was highly skilled, had an excellent reputation, and was familiar with most of the medical staff in the hospital. They worked together seamlessly, saving them all the time of adjustment.

His gaze swept quickly across the entire room, instantly clearing up the chaotic situation. He then delivered clear and concise dispatching instructions in a loud and clear voice that pierced through the noisy hall, his words perfectly organized.

"All cardiologists on duty, immediately divide into three groups!"

"The first team is responsible for intensive care, monitoring blood pressure, heart rate, and blood oxygen levels. Any signs of ventricular fibrillation or heart failure must be reported immediately—not a second can be missed!"

"The second group is responsible for physical examinations and medical history registration for patients with mild symptoms, uniformly recording the stent implantation time, onset symptoms, and past medical history, and creating categorized files!"

"The third team is connecting to the operating room to pre-test equipment, sterilize instruments, and prepare supplies!"

"All nurses are on duty! Critically ill patients will receive dedicated care, with vital signs recorded every five minutes. Patients with mild symptoms will be triaged in an orderly manner, and crowding is strictly prohibited!"

"The logistics department should immediately prepare emergency medications, thrombolytic agents, and blood pressure-raising and lowering equipment. All spare ventilators and defibrillators should be moved to the emergency room and put on standby!"

"The lab is working overtime to expedite all patients' blood tests, myocardial infarction markers, and coagulation indicators. Results must be delivered to me as soon as they are available; no delays allowed!"

"The radiology department has opened a green channel, expediting coronary angiography for all patients to accurately locate stent blockages and inflammation!"

The series of instructions were clear, precise, and implemented step by step, without a single wasted word.

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The emergency room hall, which was originally in complete chaos, was instantly brought back into order. All personnel quickly took their positions and performed their duties, and the panicked atmosphere was gradually suppressed.

After completing the dispatch, Chen Ping immediately rushed to the area with the most critically ill patients.

On the far left bed, an elderly patient had developed cyanosis of the lips, confusion, a sudden drop in heart rate, and blood oxygen levels that continued to fall below 80, posing an imminent risk of cardiac arrest.

The doctor at the bedside was sweating profusely with anxiety, and despite repeated attempts to resuscitate him, he could only temporarily maintain the patient's condition.

Chen Ping strode forward, quickly reviewing the angiography report and monitoring data while rapidly assessing the patient's condition: "Stent intima detachment has induced acute coronary artery spasm, accompanied by local thrombosis. Immediately administer thrombolytic agents intravenously, simultaneously provide pressurized oxygen, and prepare for temporary pacing!"

He personally adjusted the drug ratio, controlled the injection speed, and precisely fine-tuned the equipment parameters, his fingertips steady and unwavering.

With a thorough understanding of pharmacology and cardiology, he performed each procedure precisely targeting the lesion without any unnecessary movements.

Moments after the medication was administered, the elderly man's declining heart rate slowly rebounded, his blood oxygen levels gradually increased, his tense chest gradually calmed down, and the dangerous risk of sudden cardiac arrest was completely eliminated.

After stabilizing the critically ill patients, Chen Ping dared not stop and shuttled between the beds without pause.

Some patients experience persistent inflammation and high fever due to stent irritation of blood vessels, and he adjusts the anti-inflammatory and anticoagulant regimen accordingly.

Some patients experience chest tightness and squeezing pain due to stent displacement, and he uses precise medication to stabilize blood vessels and relieve spasms.

Some of these are mild early signs of heart failure, and he intervenes in advance, anticipates risks, and prevents the condition from worsening.

When faced with complex or uncertain cases, he personally examines the patient, reviews the images, compares the data, provides the optimal treatment plan, and guides the department's doctors on-site to correct any non-standard treatment procedures.

Throughout the entire process, he stood on the front line of treatment, without eating, drinking, or sleeping.

Sweat soaked through his clothes, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, but he would wipe them away casually and continue working, his eyes always sharp and clear, without a trace of fatigue or slackness.

Li Jizhong stayed at the scene the whole time and witnessed Chen Ping single-handedly stabilize the out-of-control medical crisis. He was filled with shock and relief.

He was completely relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

Time passed by, and Chen Ping worked non-stop for ten hours straight, from late at night until the afternoon of the next day.

At 3:15 p.m., the critical symptoms of all seventeen patients were brought under control, their heart rate, blood pressure, and blood oxygen levels returned to stability, and their symptoms of chest pain, chest tightness, and difficulty breathing gradually subsided. No one was in critical condition anymore.

The entire emergency involving the group was completely brought under control.

After the last critically ill patient was out of danger, Chen Ping finally breathed a long sigh of relief. His body, which had been tense for ten hours, finally relaxed. His back was completely soaked with sweat, and his legs were slightly sore.

He took the compiled patient condition records and found Li Jizhong, who was still on site.

"Secretary Li, all patients are currently in stable condition and are out of danger of death for the time being."

"However, the presence of substandard stents in the body is always a hidden danger. It is necessary to remove the old stents in batches and stages, one by one, through minimally invasive surgery, and then re-implant compliant and qualified products."

"I have listed out the follow-up care, medication, and check-up plans, and we will strictly follow the records. As long as the follow-up is in place, there will be no more critical situations, and everyone can be saved."

"I'm powerless to handle compensation negotiations and appeasement efforts with the patients' families."

Chen Ping is just a doctor, so he can't do this kind of thing.

"Okay, okay, I've already arranged for someone to handle this. As long as the patient's life is no longer in danger, that's fine."

"Thank you so much today. If it weren't for you, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"I had someone book a room for you at the hotel. It's been a full ten hours; you should go and get some rest."

"If anything happens in the future, just tell your brother, and I'll take care of it."

Li Jizhong grabbed Chen Ping's hand, extremely excited, completely losing the composure and shrewdness he usually possessed as a leader.

He publicly addressed Chen Ping as a brother; this is not something a municipal party secretary should say.

At this moment, this was the only way for Li Jizhong to express his gratitude to Chen Ping.

"Secretary Li, you don't need to be so polite. Treating the sick and saving lives is my duty."

Chen Ping forced a smile onto his somewhat pale face. "However, I must remind Secretary Li that with such a major incident, I suspect there must be a protective umbrella behind it."

Chen Ping's words were a direct reference to Xiao Lei's father, the vice mayor.

"I understand that no matter who is protecting me behind this, I will uproot them completely and show no mercy."

A fierce glint flashed in Li Jizhong's eyes; this time, he was truly enraged.

Such a big thing, such a heinous thing, and yet someone dared to do it secretly.

It was utterly heinous, and most importantly, it almost got him killed, so Li Jizhong would never show any mercy.

"That's good, I'm going to rest!" Chen Ping said.

"Okay!" Li Jizhong nodded, then waved his hand, "Xiao Guo, take Dr. Chen to the hotel to rest. You don't need to come back. Stay at the hotel and keep watch. If Dr. Chen needs anything, just do it."

"Okay!" a middle-aged man with a middle parting and carrying a briefcase replied.