The Surgeon's Studio

After Zheng Ren rushed in, he saw Chang Yue lying on the ground with one hand stretched out as if she was trying to grab something.

She was wearing pajamas, and the skin on her exposed hands and wrists was flushed, with red pimples visible. Because he was lying down, the roar was low and rapid.

The system's panel was so red that it was about to drip blood. The diagnosis on it made Zheng Ren's heart sink to the bottom. He was in allergic shock!

Even without the system's diagnosis, the three people present could tell at a glance that he was in allergic shock. Su Yun flipped Chang Yue's body over. Zheng Ren held his phone in his hand and called 120 for emergency treatment as he shouted,""Where's your training blade?"

"The bedside table!" Su Yun's voice was hoarse. The veins in her neck were full, and the veins on her forehead were bulging. She used all her strength to say the words "bedside table."

As he spoke, he opened Chang Yue's mouth and took a quick look to make sure that there were no foreign objects or large secretions.

Then, he placed one hand on Chang Yue's forehead and pinched her nostrils with his thumb and index finger. He held her chin with his other hand and leaned back as much as he could to maintain the open airway. He then took a deep breath and opened his mouth to seal the area around Chang Yue's mouth.

As Chang Yue's chest rose, 1.5 "later, Su Yun lifted her head and took a deep breath of oxygen before performing another mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

After the second breath, he raised his head and released his grip on Chang Yue's nose. He turned his face to the side and put his ear between Chang Yue's nose and mouth.

The sharp sound of a whistle was heard.

His throat was swollen, his respiratory tract spasmed, and his breathing was obstructed.

Xie Yiren felt Chang Yue's pulse and immediately said,""His pulse is fine, and his blood pressure is estimated to be around 70."

Su Yun's Black hair fluttered in the wind as she glared at Chang Yue with bloodshot eyes. However, he didn't say anything. He took another deep breath and then did artificial respiration according to the previous steps.

As fresh oxygen was pumped in, Chang Yue's Blue lips were slightly less swollen.

After six rounds of mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, Zheng Ren ran in with a scalpel and a knife in his hand.

He held a sterile blade in his hand and was ready to perform a tracheotomy at any time. Although there was no other equipment, this was the only thing they could do in an emergency. As long as the ambulance arrived, he would be fine.

Fortunately, Su Yun usually trained at home. Although the equipment had bacteria, it was better than nothing.

Zheng Ren knelt on the left side of Chang Yue, staring at her system panel.

"Yiren, watch the elevator. The emergency department is coming up directly. Don't waste time." Zheng Ren said calmly.

Xie Yiren didn't nod, and she didn't say anything. She just turned around and ran. She did not notice that one of her slippers had fallen off.

Her fair little feet stepped on the floor, then she turned around and disappeared. She used her fastest speed to call for the elevator.

Chang Yue's blood pressure continued to drop, and as time passed, she started to sweat profusely and her pulse became weak.

When the red on the system panel reached its peak, it began to turn white.

At the same time, Zheng Ren used the index and middle fingers of his left hand to slide along the middle of the rib arch to the intersection of the two rib artistes on both sides to find the incision under the sternum.

Then, he placed his index finger and middle finger horizontally above the substernum incision. The middle part of the sternum above the index finger was the compression area.

He placed the palm of his other hand close to his index finger in the middle of Chang Yue's sternum, the lower one-third of the position. Then, he removed the hand locator and placed the palm on the back of his other hand, lifting his finger up to separate it from the chest wall.

With his elbow joints straightened, Zheng Ren's shoulders were right in the middle above Chang Yue's sternum. He kept his hands on his shoulders vertically and pressed down with force. The depth of the pressure was 5 to 6 centimeters, and the frequency of the pressure was 100 to 120 times per minute.

Zheng Ren could feel the toughness of Chang Yue's sternum, and he constantly adjusted his strength to prevent side injuries such as fractures of her sternum and ribs. Zheng Ren, who had mastered the feeling, was no longer pressing the chest violently. His resuscitation technique was different from before.

Time passed by bit by bit, and every second felt as unbearable as a year.

The color of Chang Yue's system panel did not continue to fade. With Zheng Ren and Su Yun's efforts, they were barely able to maintain the most basic blood oxygen supply.

Zheng Ren was performing chest compressions while listening attentively.

Other than Chang Yue's roaring and Su Yun's heavy and panicking breathing, he could hear the sound of the ambulance.

It was so F * cking slow! Zheng Ren cursed fiercely in his heart. He should have run over by now!

At this time, it was only 1 ' 12 "since he made the call.

Zheng Ren's vision turned a little pale. He suddenly felt his arm go numb and heavy.

He knew that with his physical fitness, this would not happen even if he were to perform chest compressions for half an hour to an hour. It was because he was too nervous, which caused his body to secrete too much adrenaline and glucose.

It was like a new doctor going on stage, and his movements were stiff. He didn't expect that an experienced doctor like him would also have such a moment.

Zheng Ren maintained a rate of at least 100 chest compressions per minute as he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

He glanced at Su Yun. Su Yun's face was pale and her lips were trembling. She was also trying her best to suppress her emotions and not lose control.

As the sound of an ambulance rang in the distance, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered something. The community Hospital was just downstairs. If he had gone there directly to get the medicine, he should have been able to get it one or two minutes earlier ...

Before he could regret it, Xie Yiren had already run in. She was carrying a first aid kit in her hand and said loudly,"adrenaline?"

"0.5mg of epinephrine via intravenous injection!" Seeing that Yiren's thoughts had gone ahead of him, Zheng Ren's heart instantly calmed down.

Xie Yiren opened the first-aid kit, injected a bottle of medicine, and drew out the epinephrine. After disinfecting the wound, she injected the adrenaline into Chang Yue's vein.

"Dexasone 10mg, intravenous injection."

"Inject 0.5mg of epinephrine into the vein again."

"Place the venous access device in place and inject epinephrine." Zheng Ren said.

"Dopamine, intravenous push."

As the sound of footsteps came from the door, Zheng Ren shouted,""Did you bring any alsamin?"

"Boss Zheng, over here!"

Tang Haitao ran in with an emergency first aid box in one hand and a bottle of salamander spray in the other.

"Isoxydraine, muscle injection,"

"Dexasone, 10mg, intravenous injection."

Zheng Ren observed Chang Yue's changes, mainly to decide on the next emergency procedure based on the color feedback on the system panel.

As adrenaline and glucose entered her blood circulation, Chang Yue's respiratory tract spasms soon subsided.

His heart regained its autonomous heartbeat, and Zheng Ren removed his hand from her sternum.

The electrocardiogram was installed, and the data showed that Chang Yue's blood pressure was slightly low, 80/40 mmhcg, blood oxygen saturation level 90%, and heart rate 122 beats per minute.

Her heart rate was in sinus rhythm.

Fortunately ... He had sprayed salamander on Chang Yue. Seeing that her breathing difficulties had been reduced further, Zheng Ren heaved a sigh of relief.

"Stretcher."