novelraw Chapter 360 - 245: Misfortune Descends, Lined Up in a Row (Part 2)
Chapter 360 - 245: Misfortune Descends, Lined Up in a Row (Part 2)
Even President Zhang, who was bald just a moment ago, can hardly stand, feeling groggy and unable to speak coherently.
However, at this moment, someone noticed something was wrong.
Han Chunlin’s entire body had no strength, like a pile of mud, and even his breathing became very faint.
Worried something might happen, he hurriedly told Yu Jiang about the situation. After a quick discussion, they decided not to send him home to avoid any incidents.
Quickly call 120!
When the ambulance arrived, they took his blood pressure: 190/150, severely comatose and unconscious!!!
Ring ring ring~
"Critical condition."
The phone rang in the Critical Care Medicine office, and Qin Feng immediately answered it.
A slightly drowsy Xu Yang and Chen Fang jolted up from the table, both looking at him.
"Okay, I understand."
Qin Feng’s expression turned serious upon hearing the call. After hanging up, he immediately stood up and said,
"An emergency patient with severe alcohol-induced coma is being brought in. I’ll go, Xiaoyang, you’re with me."
"Got it."
Upon hearing this, one of the resident doctors immediately stood up, and the two of them walked out of the office.
As they reached the rescue room, they saw an emergency doctor and a nurse pushing a bed in.
Before he could speak, the pungent smell of alcohol invaded his nostrils.
On the bed lay a man in his early thirties, his face pale without a trace of color, with undigested food remnants and foam continuously coming out of his mouth.
"What’s the situation?"
Qin Feng frowned at the blood pressure monitor, already having a rough idea of the issue.
"Brainstem hemorrhage, severe coma, roughly an hour ago. We’ve already administered medication to lower the blood pressure, but it’s not controlled. Here’s the CT."
The emergency doctor handed over the images and reports as he spoke.
He held them up to the light, and sure enough, there was a shadow about 2 centimeters above the brainstem.
The blood vessels in the brain had ruptured, hemorrhaging about 20-30 milliliters.
"Alright, I understand." Qin Feng glanced at the data on the report.
"Doctor, please save him!"
Yu Jiang, who had accompanied them, was being supported by another man, reeking of alcohol, urgently grabbing his hand and pleading.
"Are you a family member?"
"I’m his supervisor. Will he be alright?"
Yu Jiang quickly explained his identity.
"With a brain hemorrhage, it’s still uncertain. You should wait outside. This is the emergency room."
Qin Feng signaled a nurse to escort the two of them out.
Beep~~~
Just after they left, the monitor suddenly emitted a sharp alarm.
Cardiac arrest, no spontaneous breathing!
"Ventricular fibrillation, defibrillator!"
Qin Feng’s expression tightened, and he immediately spoke with a deep voice.
"Charge at 150, clear the bed!"
Thump!
Cardiac compressions.
The man on the bed continued foaming at the mouth, with no response.
In just a few seconds, the blood oxygen level plummeted from 95 to 50, and it was still dropping.
"Prepare for intubation!"
There’s no time to wait. For patients who cannot spontaneously clear upper airway secretions, risk regurgitation of stomach contents, or have bleeding prone to aspiration, ventilation is essential.
This is a crucial measure in the rescue process of critically ill patients with respiratory dysfunction, being one of the most widely applied, effective, and prompt airway management methods.
A nurse immediately handed over the laryngoscope and catheter. Qin Feng put on gloves, pried open the mouth, and inserted the laryngoscope.
Positioning the catheter, removing the laryngoscope, fixing the position, and retracting the guidewire.
"Start the ventilator."
"Ventilator started."
The nurse beside him connected the ventilator and successfully initiated it.
"Charge at 200J, clear the bed!"
Thump!
Continue cardiac compressions.
About two minutes later, the heartbeat still hadn’t returned.
"Once more, charge at 200J, clear the bed."
Thump!
Beep~ Beep~ Beep~
"Phew~"
Seeing the patient regain a spontaneous heartbeat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The set of standard emergency procedures flowed efficiently, with no wasted motions.
Critical care medicine, as the last line of defense for patients with severe conditions, is about pulling someone back from the brink of death.
The blood oxygen level also started rising, from 28 up to 70.
"Fortunately, administer an intravenous push of mannitol, followed by a drip of Oracillin and batroxobin. Notify to prepare the operating room for surgery."
Qin Feng exhaled, immediately making arrangements.
The patient’s condition is not good; although temporarily saved, the intracranial hemorrhage has been ongoing for an hour and poses a constant life threat.
Thud~
"President Yu, President Yu, what’s wrong? Doctor!"
Just as everyone was slightly relieved, a shouting came from outside the emergency room again.
A shiver ran through Qin Feng’s heart as a bad premonition flashed across his mind, and he quickly ran out.
Just as the man who had identified himself as the patient’s leader also collapsed onto the floor, passing out.
"Go get the bed over here."
He hurriedly instructed the nurse to prepare, taking out a penlight to check the pupils, which showed signs of dilation.
When this man rushed forward to shake hands earlier, Qin Feng noticed the strong smell of alcohol emanating from him, identical to the patient.
He was likely at the same drinking event, stumbling as he walked, his face flushed red.
At this moment, his face began to turn pale.
Soon, the man was also lifted onto a bed, cutting open his POLO shirt for the monitor, heart rate at 220.
The next second
Beep~~~~
Shit!
Another one!
"Get the defibrillator over here, quick!"
Without hesitation, Qin Feng immediately started CPR, shouting in a loud voice.
"Charge to 150J, clear the bed!"
Bang!
Putting down the defibrillator, continued with compressions, seamlessly transitioning.
"Go get Dr. Xu, notify neurosurgery for a consultation."
"Okay."
The nurse heard this and turned to run to the office quickly.
"Charge to 200J, second defibrillation, clear the bed!"
Bang~
"Qin Feng, I’m here."
"I’ll leave this to you."
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Qin Feng and Xu Yang immediately swapped places, continuing heart compressions.
At this moment, blood oxygen levels also began to plummet, and after dozens of compressions, the man started foaming at the mouth, with a strong smell of alcohol.
Yet, Xu Yang’s expression showed no change, as if he couldn’t smell anything.
In fact, for the critical care department, encountering such patients on the night shift was all too common, something they were long used to.
Some even couldn’t make it past the rescue stage, dying right on the hospital bed.
"Open an IV line, quick mannitol drip, intubate, and bring over the bedside CT!"
Xu Yang called out loudly, a series of operations daring not stop for a moment.
At this moment, the slightest negligence could lead to serious consequences, and the patient could die at any time.
Tap-tap-tap~
Just then, Qin Feng was conducting checks, blood tests, and abdominal ultrasounds on the first patient, when hurried footsteps sounded outside the ER again.
"Qin Feng."
"What brings you here?"
"Another one just came into the ER, fell after drinking, brainstem hemorrhage."
...
Hearing this, he was dumbfounded.
Great!
Spent an idle night and it all came together.
Fortunately, they had three people, otherwise, they’d be overwhelmed.
Suddenly, he saw a young man standing not far away, at a loss as if he came with the two men.
"You, come here!"
Qin Feng called out to him.
"Doctor, you called me?"
"Can you contact the families of these two? Have them come quickly."
"Family? Oh, I’ll try."
The man responded, hurried to the bedsides, pulled out phones from the two men’s pockets, and used fingerprints to unlock them, calling one by one.
"Hello, sister-in-law, I am Manager Han Chunming’s person, well, tonight he was dining with our director and partners, drank too much, being resuscitated at the hospital. Yes, yes! At Peking Union Medical College Hospital, which department? Hold on."
Embarrassed, the man ran back to ask,
"Doctor, could you tell me which department this is?"
"ICU."
Qin Feng replied helplessly.
"Thank you."
The man smiled, picked up the phone again, and said,
"Sister-in-law, the doctor says it’s ICU, yes, yes, you should come over, the doctor says surgery is needed."
After hanging up one call, he picked up another phone,
"Hello, sister-in-law, I am one of Yu Jiang, Director Yu’s employees, well, tonight..."
Crash~
As the man made calls, the sound of a flatbed was heard, and several doctors and nurses wheeled in another person.
Chen Fang rushed to understand the situation.
Turning, the man also saw the person on the bed, though blood-stained on the face, shirtless with a familiar gold chain and bald head, he couldn’t help but exclaim in shock,
"President Zhang?!"
Hearing this, Qin Feng looked over,
"You know him?"
Before the words were finished, the man nodded with a pained expression, looking at the neat row of people under resuscitation.
He was numb....