Chapter 96: Chapter 0094: Ups and Downs

The person with RH negative type A blood is at Shipo!

The lifesaving straw finally appeared, everyone looked at each other, and County Chief Wu’s ashen fingers stubbed the cigarette out fiercely in the ashtray.

“Find him quickly!”

He finally exhaled a sigh of relief, Director of the Blood Station.

Where in Shipo? Shipo is so big.

The reply in the group chat didn’t specify where in Shipo, and no phone number was left. Shipo county is so big, where could he be?

Does finding a needle in a pond differ from finding one in an ocean?

In order to communicate and get information more timely, Director of the Blood Station personally joined the WeChat group, he clicked on that group chat, anxiously waiting for the next message, but nothing showed up.

“How is it going?” the Health Bureau Director asked.

“Only mentioned in Shipo, no specific location.” The Blood Bank Director replied, his face anxious.

County Chief Wu saw the sweat on the Director of the Blood Station’s forehead, understanding another difficulty has come. When it rains, it pours.

In the group chat, everyone had marked their blood type and contact number in their WeChat.

The Director immediately clicked on the profile picture of the person who had just responded in the group, and dialed the phone number recorded.

“Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off–”

Switched off!

The message was sent but then he switched off the phone, does he not want to donate blood? If he didn’t want to, he wouldn’t have revealed his location. Could he already be on his way to Shipo’s Hospital? Or perhaps his phone happened to run out of battery.

The latter two possibilities are the most likely. If his phone ran out of battery, he would definitely charge it as soon as possible and send out his exact location; if he was on his way here, all they could do was wait.

The Director of the Blood Bank regained a little confidence, but his heart was still in disarray, as if his heart was unsupported.

County Chief Wu lit up another cigarette, asking the Director of Public Security, “Do you have any other ideas?”

The Public Security hesitated for a moment, “It’s hard to do anything in such short notice–”

“How far away is the backup blood?” County Chief Wu kept his clenched fists on the office table, his eyes slightly bloodshot.

“It’ll be here in half an hour,” the Blood Bank Director softly replied.

But even when it arrives, there’s only one unit.

The issue of blood supply was once again at a standstill.

At the window, President Dong answered the phone, his face twitching slightly.

“County Chief Wu, the resuscitation in neurosurgery has failed, it has been declared–” President Dong hung up the phone, pronouncing heavily.

County Chief Wu waved his hand, silent, he got up, walked towards the window, staring out.

He calmly stated, “Make sure to handle the aftermath well!”

“The aftermath handling team and the insurance company’s personnel will soon intervene.” The head of the traffic police was next to the Director of Public Security.

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“Blood pressure 74/32mmHg, blood oxygen 90%, heart rate 128 Bpm, hemoglobin 47g/L–”

The anesthesiologist reported the vital signs, the first unit of RH negative type A blood had been infused, but it was too little to satisfy the need.

The patrolling nurse was collecting and sorting the patient’s clothing that had just been cut off. Any objects in the clothes needed to be checked, placed in a plastic bag, and checked again in the presence of another person whilst signing, ideally witnessed by a third person to avoid disputes over lost valuables afterward.

The nurse wore gloves, wiped the blood off the wallet, disinfected it with alcohol, and counted all the cash and various cards that tumbled out.

Another nurse was responsible for taking pictures and registering; the amount of cash, the number of cards, all were to be clearly recorded.

“Is that an ID card? Register the ID card!” The observant nurse in charge of registering spotted the ID card.

With an ID, you can find out the identity of the victims in order to notify their families or workplaces.

The nurse carefully examined the ID card and began to read out the name and ID number: “Wang Ge–”

The nurse registering quickly wrote the name and the ID number in her notebook.

Wang Ge?

Dr. Tao was standing nearby, this name was so familiar. Dr. Tao glanced closer. The ID card clearly read– Wang Ge, there was also a press card next to the wallet. Dr. Tao opened the press card.

Wang Ge, the familiar Wang Ge that everyone knew!

“He is Wang Ge!” For reasons unknown, Dr. Tao naturally blurted out aloud.

The anesthesiologist was taken aback, “Wang Ge? Which Wang Ge?”

“The Provincial Hospital Incident!”

Holy shit! Fatty’s eyes were about to pop out.

Director Tian, Yang Ping, Director Zhang, Director Li, all the doctors present were stunned.

Yang Ping looked up and locked eyes with Director Tian; the other doctors turned their heads to look at the operating table.

The atmosphere in the operating room was somewhat strange. Was he Wang Ge? He was indeed Wang Ge, the one lying on the operating table, curled up, with a wooden stake piercing through him, was Wang Ge?

How uncanny! It felt like a time-space anomaly!

If it were usual, everyone would surely be buzzing with chatter, filled with indignant, readiness to mobilize. But now, only a brief moment of surprise existed, after which everyone immediately re-engaged in the surgery, no time to be distracted.

Who was lying on the operating table no longer mattered; the changes in the patient’s condition were what everyone cared about.

At this moment, Wang Ge was just an anonymous patient number one.

“Blood pressure 72/32mmHg, blood oxygen level 89%, heart rate 129 beats per minute–”

The anesthesiologist raised his head to look at the data on the monitor and reported again.

“Urine output is 300 milliliters, from the insertion of the catheter at the emergency scene till now!”

The nurse checked the urine bag and catheter, reporting the urine output.

“The subsequent blood has not yet arrived, so we can only continue to supplement with crystalloid and colloid solutions.” said the anesthesiologist.

“I’ll go urge them again!” Dr. Tao said, he was responsible for coordinating this patient’s needs.

“Open the chest, sternum central entry route!”

Yang Ping issued the order to the chief surgeon.

We can’t wait any longer. There must still be active bleeding in the thoracic and abdominal cavities, the blood pressure was continuously dropping; if we wait any longer, there won’t be any blood left, like a lamp running out of oil!

“Open chest?” Tian Yuan hesitated in his heart, but he didn’t speak. He had a good understanding of Yang Ping now. He was calm, decisive, had clear thinking, and wouldn’t even consider stepping up to the plate without enough assurance for such a surgery.

Orthopedics doctor performing general thoracic surgery, there were no legal issues, the license was registered under surgery, not orthopedics, the key is to have the technique. Now, some major trauma centers are beginning to cultivate integrated trauma surgeons.

Tian Yuan believed in talent. What was talent? The direct manifestation of talent was the efficiency of learning; what others might take a hundred tries to learn, some people would only need one.

Using the big round knife, they cut vertically along the center of the sternum, cutting through the skin; after that, they switched to an electric knife, slicing through the deep fascia and the periosteum of the sternum.

Electric saw! Bone wax!

Song Zimo kneaded the bone wax into evenly-sized balls, placing them in a curved tray for standby.

“He can actually do combined thoracoabdominal trauma surgery, as if he’s very adept at opening the chest.” Song Zimo kept pace with the operation.

Now, Yang Ping was a continuously growing mountain in front of Song Zimo, with no peak or elevation.

Xiao Su accurately followed Yang Ping’s rhythm, as soon as Yang Ping reached out, without a moment’s hesitation, the handle of the electric saw touched his palm.

Taking the electric saw, he sawed along the center of the sternum. The sound of sanding was heard, and Song Zimo’s syringe, filled with saline solution, sprayed new liquid following the saw, to lower the local temperature increase caused by the high-speed movement of the saw blade against the bone tissue.

The sternum was split open from the center line, and Song Zimo’s bone wax was ready, evenly pressing balls of bone wax to the cut surfaces of the sternum, all at once, rendering it just right in thickness and evenness.

Just as the bloody bone surface began to seep, the bone wax promptly sealed it off.

The retractor was placed, and the chest cavity was opened.

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Office, temporary command center, a moment’s silence.

“Any news?” County Chief Wu had nearly smoked half a cigarette in just a few puffs.

“No news yet!” The Director of the Blood Bank hadn’t blinked his eyes.

He turned to ask the director of the Health Bureau, “There’s no signal problem in this room, right? The mobile card?”

“No problem.” The director of the Health Bureau assured.

The director of the Blood Bank tried to open a webpage with another mobile phone, the internet speed was quite good.

Finally, in the WeChat group, a new message popped up.

“I am now at Shipo People’s Hospital!”

What a coincidence! He was in the hospital.

“He’s in the hospital, right in the hospital!” The Director of the Blood Bank shouted, like a child.

County Chief Wu promptly stubbed out the cigarette butt once more.

“Quick, quick! Quickly invite the person!”

“Emergency hall, waiting area, plastic chair, the one closest to the inside in the first row.”

Immediately after, the person replied with another message.