I'm really an intern

Chapter 101 Chest full of broken bones

The lights in the bar were as bright as day, and everyone's eyes were on the fallen singer and Zhang Tianyang.

Being watched by everyone, Zhang Tianyang put all his attention on the patients on the ground.

With the help of the bar staff, the resident singer has been lying flat.

Zhang Tianyang knelt on the right side of his body, pressed the palm of his left hand on his forehead, and pressed down gently to expose his neck.

Press the two fingers of the right hand on the carotid artery on the right side of the singer to feel the pulse.

At the same time, the upper body is bent, the left cheek is close to the singer's nose, to feel the breath, and the eyes are down along his chest to observe the rise and fall of the chest.

"One zero one, one zero two...one zero six"

Zhang Tianyang counted silently in his heart, counting to six seconds, but his fingers still did not feel the carotid pulse!

Likewise, the left cheek did not feel the singer's snort, nor did he see the rise and fall of his chest!

"Respiratory and cardiac arrest! Rescue is needed immediately!"

"what!"

Zhang Tianyang had already entered the rescue state, and he used to roar when speaking, and many little girls around who had been paying attention to the resident singer all exclaimed.

The girl Ji Gaojie planned to date before now has tears in her eyes, and she wants to rush forward.

"roll!"

Zhang Tianyang shouted angrily, which frightened her and froze in place.

When he came back to his senses and wanted to trouble Zhang Tianyang, he had already tilted the singer's head back with both hands and opened his airway.

Then he lowered his head and began to unbutton the singer.

Thinking it was too slow, he simply tore it off with both hands, exposing his chest roughly.

Without stopping, Zhang Tianyang began to assign tasks quickly.

"Boss, you call 120! It means that someone's breathing and cardiac arrest have stopped, so let the hospital bring a defibrillator!"

"The one below, come up with someone who has learned first aid, I need an assistant!"

"Onlookers, step back for me, if I can't be rescued, you will be responsible!"

During the rescue, sometimes the family members of the patient are a major factor hindering the rescue.

Zhang Tianyang didn't give them any chance, he cursed a few times, and directly scolded many little girls with tears in their eyes and clenched fists, so they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He suddenly regretted that he had fought so hard with Zou Junhao for wine.

If Zou Junhao was not drunk, he could still come up to help him at this time.

If you want to meet a doctor who dares to rush up in a bar, the chances are really small.

Mature and stable doctors often don't have time to come here.

The medical monks who have relatively more time are not good at learning skills, and they are afraid that they will be hindered by coming up.

Zhang Tianyang didn't have much hope when he yelled like this, and his subordinates had already started to perform chest compressions on the singer.

Overlapping his hands, he pressed his palms horizontally on the midpoint of the line connecting the two breasts of the singer's chest. Zhang Tianyang half-kneeled on the ground, pressing all the weight of his body on his hands.

Chest compression requires a compression depth of 5-6cm. This is because the purpose of chest compression is to force the heart to pump blood by external force, and the structure of the normal human body determines that there are still many things between the heart and the body.

If the pressure is light, the heart cannot be pressed at all, and it is ineffective.

Not only can people not be saved, but treatment will also be delayed.

"Zero one, zero two, zero three..."

Zhang Tianyang is like a pile driver at the moment, exhausting all his strength, performing high-intensity compressions at a speed of 100-120 times per minute.

The wine he drank just now turned into sweat and drenched Zhang Tianyang's clothes. Beads of sweat trickled down from his forehead and hit the singer's relatively strong chest.

Chest compressions may seem simple, but they are actually quite exhausting.

What's more, this guy usually seems to have fitness, and his more developed chest muscles are usually his capital to attract little girls, but now they have become the resistance that hinders his rescue.

Zhang Tianyang's face was calm, and his hands kept on pressing. When he pressed fifteen times, he finally felt a "crack" from his hands.

Broken ribs!

Zhang Tianyang didn't change his face, and continued to press according to the rhythm.

From the No.16 press, the resistance under the hand was significantly reduced. After the [-]th press, the second rib broke, and at the [-]th press, there was basically no resistance under the hand.

Zhang Tianyang was delighted in his heart.

Without the hindrance of the ribs, he can truly guarantee that every press can compress the heart, and only then can the blood be pumped to the whole body, and only then can it be regarded as truly saved!

Don't be too upset about what he said about the sequelae of broken ribs in the future, everyone is going to be gone. Are you talking about the prognosis with me now? !

Help first!

Get the rest out of the way first!

After the first set of [-] presses, Zhang Tianyang got up and was about to quickly move to the singer's head to ventilate him, but when he looked up, he found that there was already an extra person there.

It was the girl who he thought was kind-hearted just now and grabbed him to help him look after a few roommates!

What surprised him even more was that what the girl was holding was a mask commonly used in hospitals, and a green balloon with the length of a forearm!

And at her feet is a first aid kit specially loaded with balloons and masks!

Who knows why she would carry such a thing with her!

The kind-faced girl looked cute just now, but after entering the rescue state, she turned out to be a bit stern.

Quickly lift the singer's jaw, open the airway, press the mask firmly, and start to use the balloon for ventilation.

All her movements were completed under Zhang Tianyang's watchful eyes, which was standard. Even though one hand was so small, she was able to fasten the mask tightly without leaking air.

"It's okay, your roommate, I asked my friend to help you watch."

While talking, the girl didn't look at Zhang Tianyang, but stared at the singer's chest.

Zhang Tianyang also stared at the singer's chest. The chest rose and fell well, indicating that the ventilation was successful.

After the two ventilations, Zhang Tianyang pressed his hands on the singer's chest again, and started the second set of 30 compressions.

While pressing, he gave the kind-faced girl a questioning look.

"Oh, you said this."

The girl was wearing a mask above the singer's mouth and nose, ready to take over Zhang Tianyang's pressure at any time. At this moment, she looked at the mask and airbag in her hand.

"I'm in the business of medical equipment. I didn't sell it today, so I brought it with me. I didn't expect it to be used."

It turned out to be the case.

Zhang Tianyang knew it in his heart, he didn't speak anymore, he focused on pressing, and felt the changes under his hands.

After the second set of 30 presses, the girl with a good face had fastened the mask in advance, and began to breathe quickly. Each breath lasted for 1-2 seconds, and the singer's obvious chest rise and fall could be seen.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Tianyang's third set of 30 presses started again.

The ambulance hadn't arrived yet, and without any equipment, the two could only press, ventilate, press, and ventilate continuously at a ratio of 30:2.

pat, pat...

What Zhang Tianyang did was high-intensity pressing, and sweat trickled down.

The work of Mian Shanmei is relatively easy, but it still takes a lot of strength to fasten the mask. Coupled with the nervousness in her heart, there are gradually bigger and bigger water stains on her back.

The serious atmosphere between the two gradually spread, and the whole bar was surrounded by tension and depression.

Many onlookers who watched Zhang Tianyang and Mian Shanzi's operation couldn't understand it very well.

But they knew it was an attempt to save lives.

The faces of many little girls who are concerned about singers are already covered with tears, and they put their hands together, praying silently.

"Let's go, let's go! We are doctors!"

The bar is not far from Dongfang Hospital, the road is not congested today, and the medical staff came in time.

Countless people made way for the white coats carrying stretchers and various instruments from the entrance to the bar.

On the bar, where the lights converge, Zhang Tianyang and Mian Shan's girl have already finished the tenth set of 30:2 compressions and ventilations.

Zhang Tianyang used the same posture as he used to assess the singer's vital signs.

Two fingers rested on his carotid artery again.

"One zero one, one zero two...one zero six."

After counting six seconds, he raised his head and looked at the white coat who hurried over.

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Christmas Eve with the writer's assistant, Christmas with the sick...

An'an will be on duty again tomorrow, it's too miserable!

Don't curse me black!Don't curse me black!

The busier I get, the more I can't update, don't you have any points in mind!

Why hurt each other!

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(End of this chapter)