"Anesthesia, deep vein puncture kit!"

When he heard that he needed a deep vein puncture kit, his face turned pale.

"The director used it in yesterday's operation, and the stock hasn't arrived yet."

Hearing this, Xiao Chenguang's head was buzzing, and his body, which was wearing gloves and preparing to operate, froze in place.

Unlike ordinary departments in later generations that would prepare deep vein puncture kits, hospitals now have no habit of indwelling deep vein catheters.

Even the puncture kits in the operating room are because they are developing new technologies.

"I'll ask the supplier to deliver it now."

Anesthesia's heart sank to the bottom.

New technologies cannot go through the hospital procurement process, and every time the goods arrive, the supplier will deliver them directly to the anesthesia department.

Because the amount used is small, they don't deliver them every day. Originally, I thought it would be okay to wait for two days, but as luck would have it, this happened today.

Anesthesia was anxious and could only ask someone to contact the supplier immediately to deliver it.

But they can wait, but the patient can't.

If there is no effective measure, the heart stops due to embolism, leaving the patient with only one way to die.

"The patient should lie on his left side with his head down and his feet up, and 1mg of adrenaline should be administered intravenously."

Without the kit, other methods must be considered. Xiao Chenguang would not sit still and wait for death. He gave medical instructions while adjusting the patient's position.

"One dose of atropine, one dose of dopamine, and one dose of isoproterenol."

"Call the general surgery department and ask Gong Liang and Lin Gaoyang to come to the rescue immediately."

Xiao Chenguang's voice made Xunyou's eardrum hurt, and his words were full of unquestionable tone.

"Okay, okay." Xunyou didn't dare to breathe and immediately called for support.

Xiao Chenguang turned sideways and punched the patient's precordial area several times.

The powerful and heavy blows made a series of muffled sounds, and the listeners trembled in their hearts.

The heartbeat on the monitor jumped a few times, but soon returned to zero.

The three life-saving punches were useless, and Xiao Chenguang immediately started chest compressions in a very strange posture.

The anesthesia almost cried when she saw this scene.

It had been a long time since she had encountered compression rescue on the stage.

So much so that the anesthesia didn't know how to help, but Director Xiao's compression method was so weird.

Vertical compression, forearm straight, hands crossed, depth 5cm, frequency 30:2.

But Xiao Chenguang turned his body sideways, kept the same position as the patient, with his left hand against the back, and his right arm arched to press with one hand in the chest area.

The posture was very awkward, but the strength did not decrease, and the waveform on the monitor began to change.

"The ventilator mode was changed to volume control, the tidal volume was set to 400ml, the pressure limit was adjusted to 40mmHg, and pure oxygen was given."

Xiao Chenguang didn't expect the anesthesia, who hadn't participated in rescue for a long time, to be able to press.

At this moment, the patient was intubated and using a ventilator, which saved the 30:2 compression and oxygen supply process.

But the selection and adjustment of the ventilator mode still had to be done by the anesthesia.

"I know, I know."

Although Anesthesia didn't know why the ventilator mode had to be changed during the rescue, Xiao Chenguang's words were full of dominance and did not allow for questioning.

Anesthesia immediately changed the ventilator mode, and only heard two metallic sounds from the air compressor in the ventilator.

A strong airflow rushed into the patient's body along the pipeline.

Xiao Chenguang also took one hand out of the previous compression and began to tap and pat the patient's chest on both sides.

What is this?

Anesthesia couldn't understand what Xiao Chenguang was doing, but he didn't stand there like a fool, because Xiao Chenguang's rescue instructions were like popping beans, crackling on him.

"Epinephrine 1mg intravenous injection every four minutes."

"Dexamethasone 5mg, intravenous injection."

"Deacetylated lanolin 0.2mg with 20ml saline, intravenous pump."

At this point, the medicines could no longer be prepared, and Xunxuan saw this and pushed another operating table and placed the rescue box in the operating room directly on it.

The doctor's orders continued.

Xiao Chenguang listened to the doctor's orders being repeated by the anesthesia doctor, his hands moving without stopping, but his eyes were always watching the changes in the vital signs on the monitor.

"How many pathways are there in the patient?"

"Two!"

The doctor who was dispensing medicine replied immediately.

"The other one, quickly drop a bottle of sodium bicarbonate."

"Push a bottle of furosemide to reduce the burden on the heart, and take out the mannitol and warm it with warm water."

Another series of doctor's orders came over, and even the instrument nurse took off her sterile gloves and joined the army of dispensing medicine.

Since the operating room was a temporary team, the rescue could only be carried out under the urging of Xiao Chenguang. When encountering such an emergency, although everyone was a little panicked, they still barely completed every doctor's order issued by Xiao Chenguang.

At this time, Xiao Chenguang had several duties, not only to coordinate the overall situation, command the rescue, but also to be responsible for breathingAdjust the machine and do heart compression.

In just a moment, a layer of fine sweat beads oozed out of his forehead, gradually gathering into a river, wetting the brim of his hat, and dripping down his cheeks.

The large amount of physical and mental consumption made Xiao Chenguang gasp for breath, and the bloodshot in his eyes stretched out like a spider web.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the operating room.

"Boss, what happened?"

"Director Xiao, what do you need us to do?"

Lin Gaoyang pushed Gong Liang, who came with him, into the operating room like a wall.

The familiar voice sounded, and the tired Xiao Chenguang's eyes lit up.

"Lin Gaoyang, come and press in my way."

"Gong Liang, remember the method I taught you before, pat your back and vibrate your lungs."

As the order was issued, they also saw the heart rate and blood pressure on the monitor, which were constantly alarming.

Wow!

The two exclaimed at the same time, rescue on the stage, such a big thing, really happened in front of them.

Without daring to stop, he immediately went on stage to start the rescue.

With their participation, Xiao Chenguang's pressure was instantly relieved.

Lin Gaoyang's big hand, like a bear's paw, was placed on the patient's chest. With a light press, the entire chest immediately sank, the weak heart was stimulated, and the heart rate waveform on the monitor began to fluctuate greatly.

Bang, bang, bang...

The pressing continued, and the operating table was shaking like a storm.

Everyone was stunned.

Gong Liang followed the method of lung vibration and phlegm removal taught by Xiao Chenguang before, with five fingers together, palm arch slightly bent, and the palm like an empty cup.

Pa, pa, pa...

The high-frequency beating kept hitting the patient's chest, making bursts of clear sounds.

The two of them worked together, cooperating with each other, and Xiao Chenguang was in the middle, directing the rescue like a golden beam across the sea.

The three of them worked in perfect harmony, pressing and tapping again and again. Under the effect of adrenaline, the patient's heartbeat gradually recovered.

At this moment, the patient seemed to have hope of survival.