Daily American Drama

medical center.

Emergency room.

Help! Help! Help!

A series of help calls came from the door.

Doctor! Come and save my daughter!

A middle-aged man rushed into the hospital with a little girl in his arms: My daughter is dying!

what's the situation?

Adam's feet were like the wind, he passed Susan, ran to the man's side first, and took the child in the man's arms.

She fell into the lake!

The child's father cried out in pain: Molly! Molly!

Drowning, the child is frozen.

Adam said to Susan and ran towards the consulting room.

She wasn't breathing and started pumping her lungs.

While ordering the nurse, Adam pushed back the father of the child who was lying on the bed and refused to leave: You go out first, take him out.

It's all my fault, Molly, please don't die, I won't go out, I want to stay with her!

The child's father was pushed and staggered, and then immediately ran over, ignoring the nurse's pull, and knocked the nurse away, wishing he could grab the girl Molly.

Do you want Molly dead?

Adam grabbed the child's father by the neck, grabbed it in the air, choked his neck with one hand and pushed him against the wall, and shouted: If you don't want to, get out immediately, don't be here to hinder us from rescuing her!

Doctor, please save her!

After such a big movement, after struggling feebly, the child's father finally woke up, only to see him looking at Adam beggingly.

We'll do our best, get out now!

Adam put him down, scolded him, and returned to the rescue position.

laryngoscope!

5.5 endotracheal intubation!

Put it in, suck the water out and put on the airbag!

Connie, give her a blood test, hemagglutination rate, and take a chest X-ray!

Adam methodically carried out quick rescue.

Molly's father, who was drowning, couldn't help but walked in at this time, watching Adam's rescue with tears on his face.

This time, he didn't impulsively run over to hinder him.

So what happened?

Adam had time to ask him now.

I took her fishing and Molly was so happy that she ran ahead and fell through the ice hole.

Molly's father cried with self-blame: It's all my fault! Why did I take her fishing!

As he said that, he slapped himself hard, so hard that half of his face was red and swollen.

How long was she underwater?

Adam didn't have time to pay attention to his self-punishment, and asked while rescuing.

I do not know.

Molly's father said in pain: I smashed the ice with all my might and rescued her. It took about five minutes.

Adam took the time to glance at his swollen and bleeding hand, and ordered: Carter, go and deal with him.

Need not!

Molly's father motioned for Katui to come over: I'm fine, I want to stay here with her!

Just deal with it here.

Adam commanded.

Blood pressure 30, pulse very weak.

Bradycardia, heart rate 32.

Body temperature 27.

The nurse reminded.

Heating Blanket!

Adam ordered: She must be warmed up, or it will fail.

The nurse immediately brought a heating blanket and covered Molly.

Hail Mary, Holy Heart, the Lord is with you, much praised among women, bless the offspring in the womb, Jesus, Virgin Mary, pray for us sinners...

Molly's father ignored Carter at all, clasped his hands together, prayed for his daughter Molly, and cried bitterly again as he spoke.

God, don't take my daughter, please don't take my daughter...

Heating blankets don't work, give her direct inhalation of heated moist oxygen.

Adam commanded.

Yes, doctor.

The nurse agreed and began to prepare.

Lydia, get me two closed chest tubes with a circumference of 36. We're going to give her a pleural lavage and warm up her heart directly.

Yes, doctor.

The nurse responded immediately.

Asystole!

The nurse reminded.

Inject astropine!

As Adam ordered, he reached out and pressed Molly's chest to give her CPR.

Oh, God!

Molly's father, his legs went limp, fell to his knees, crossed his hands, and prayed to God more vigorously.

Everyone looked at the electrocardiogram that formed a line on the monitor.

Adam was doing CPR steadily.

In the entire consulting room, apart from the straight-line reminder of the monitor's ECG, there was the continuous prayer of Molly's father.

ten minutes later.

Heartbeat appears!

She's alive!

The nurse who had been staring at the monitor couldn't help shouting.

Good boy!

Adam heaved a sigh of relief, and touched Molly's slightly warm face: Now let's make persistent efforts and give you a warm pleural lavage.

Doctor, Molly's blood clotting factor is normal.

Nurse Connie held the inspection report and said.

very good.

Adam nodded and began to perform a pleural lavage on Molly.

Molly's father, hearing the great news, stood up and looked at Adam eagerly.

come on.

Adam glanced at him and nodded.

Doctor, is Molly okay?

Only then did Molly's father dare to walk to Molly's side, and asked expectantly.

Looking at it now, things are looking good.

Adam explained: But Molly is still not completely out of danger. We need to continue to rewarm her. During this process, she may have a series of problems such as rewarming shock and brain damage.

Molly's father put his hand over his mouth, trying not to cry.

Your hand needs treatment, otherwise how will you take care of your daughter when she wakes up?

Adam said, Carter!

Yes, Dr. Duncan.

Carter agreed and came over to pull Molly's father.

this time.

Molly's father didn't refuse, he obediently walked aside, stretched out his hands for Carter to treat, and still stared at his daughter.

half an hour later.

What's your body temperature?

The body temperature rose to 36 degrees, and the blood pressure was stable.

Molly? Molly!

Molly's father, whose hands were wrapped in gauze, had been standing by the side of the hospital bed, looking at his daughter obsessively, and immediately noticed that Molly's eyelids moved.

Son, what's your name?

Adam came over and asked while checking Molly's eyes.

Now that he has woken up and other data are normal, worries about rewarming shock can be ruled out, and the most worrying thing now is brain damage.

Molly, Molly, I'm Daddy.

Molly's father also called softly.

pity.

Molly said nothing.

Order an EKG and MRI for her.

Adam sighed inwardly.

After checking.

Adam felt relieved, and said to Molly's father, who was looking eagerly at him: The electrocardiogram is normal, and the MRI did not show any brain damage. Molly is fine physically, she must be frightened, you should accompany her first, and She talks a lot, and I'll come see her later.

after an hour.

Thank you, thank you, doctor, you saved my daughter. My name is Dante Varanio. I will never forget your great kindness today!

When Adam came to check, Molly's father came over excitedly, held Adam's hand with both hands, and was very grateful.

Molly spoke?

Adam laughed.

Molly, this is Dr. Duncan. He saved you.

Molly's father pulled Adam, walked to the hospital bed, and said gently to little Molly who was lying on the bed and blinking.

Doctor Duncan.

Molly called softly.

Ok.

Adam touched Molly's head and said with a smile: Don't be afraid, child, now you are safe and everything will be fine.