Wolfsbane." The bald man read his eyes and used the tiger's mouth to compare a size, 'Umbrella handle thick, all barbed.'
Chen Xinan stared at the circle compared to the tiger's mouth, 'Did you call the police?'
The bald man obviously choked, blinking to stall, "...ah report. Report later."
'Is there any history of heart disease or kidney function?' Chen Xinan wrapped back the gauze and even snapped off the blood clot at the corner of Duan Lixuan's mouth.
The bald man stroked his chin and pondered carefully, and suddenly both hands clapped: 'Ah!'
Chen Xinan instantly preset five or six possibilities in his mind. It was just difficult for this time, in case he couldn't get it right, shaking people was a struggle.
"He smokes. Little half a pack a day." Bald frowned almost non-existent eyebrows, fussed, 'also love to chew dry chilli under the Wuliangye, a back can drink a four or five two.'
Chen Xinan was silent for two seconds, inclining his head to speak to the resident. Before he could open his mouth, the bald head slapped his thigh again, 'Ah yes!'
Chen Xinan once again raised his eyes to look at him, his half-removed gloves still on his palm.
'His left child also has a bad back tooth.' The bald man added, "Two days ago he said, drinking cold can not, touching it hurts. It hurts like hell."
He purposely accentuated the word "zi'er wah'er", as if he felt that this adjective was crucial to the judgement of the condition.
Chen Xinan pulled off his gloves in silence and instructed the resident beside him, "Give half a dose of mannitol at a drip rate of 10 to 12 ml. Ask the blood bank for 800 blood and 800 plasma, keep the haemoglobin around 7 (g/dl), not too much." Said lifted the quilt, rubbed the palm of his hand hot, and then pressed inch by inch - because if it was a serious compound injury, it would still have to be a multi-disciplinary consultation first to decide who should go first and who should go second.
Fortunately, Duan Lixuan's abdomen is soft and there is no serious internal bleeding. There were two fractures, but they could all be lined up later.
'This is a serious situation for him, he needs to be operated on as soon as possible.' Chen Xinan covered the quilt and said to the bald man, 'You go contact the family, I'll go ask for instructions from the higher-ups.'
Before the words fell, he saw Duan Lixuan suddenly open his eyes. Immediately after, a thunderous roar erupted, "F*ck! Ding Mad Dog, I'll chop your mother sooner or later!!!"
This scolding was so powerful in the middle that it startled the few people by the bedside.
Chen Xinan saw him wake up and hurriedly patted his shoulder and called out, 'Does anyone know?'
Duan Lixuan looked at him and reacted for a full five or six seconds, '...Where did this come for me?'
He frowned with a pair of thick black big knife eyebrows and rolled his eyes to look around. Finally his eyes stopped at Chen Xinan's chest, squinting at the half circle of red letters on the white coat: the Second People's Hospital of Xiyuan City.
"...The Second Hospital? What's the point of coming to the Second Hospital? Isn't this area for cerebral thrombosis?"
The bald man leaned over and explained in his ear, 'Lanshan said there was a brain haemorrhage and asked to come to the Second Hospital.'
Hearing brain haemorrhage, Duan Lixuan's thick eyebrows into a high and low: "I want to next door to Wu Lao Er? Very 5+7?"
When these words came out, Chen Xinan almost didn't strain his smile, and he looked down and pursed his lips for half a day. Thinking that this gentleman can be really capable, this juncture still have the leisure to find fun.
He forced down the throbbing in his chest and lowered his head around to Duan Lixuan's feet. Hooking his sock stump and fading it inch by inch, meticulous as if he was peeling the film off the lychee flesh.
'Move your toes for me to see.'
Duan Lixuan moved his toes.
'Move the left side too.'
'The left side is numb, I can't move it.'
'Do you know which toe I'm touching?'
Duan Lixuan hesitated for a while and said tentatively, 'Big toe?'
'And this time?'
'...Second toe?'
'Don't guess.' Chen Xinan smacked the back of his foot, 'Say you don't feel it if you don't feel it.'
Perhaps the nasal conduit pressed against his beard was a little itchy, Duan Li Xuan tendered his nose. Childishly skimming his mouth, he admitted under his breath resentfully, '...no feeling.'
'How about here?'
'No feeling.'
Chen Xinan pocketed his ankle with the palm of his hand and drew a water pen from his chest. Scraping and scratching at the bottom of his foot, he observed the toe reaction.
Observing Babinski's reflexes was a routine neurological checkup. But no matter how much of a healer, it wasn't this close. Chen Xinan's eyelashes were brushing the soles of other people's feet, giving the others a straight grin. That expression is hard to describe, as if the per capita contains a spoonful of washing powder.
At this time, Duan Lixuan lifted his deformed and swollen left arm: 'Doctor, my hand must still work.'
'Hand injuries later, first save life.'
Duan Lixuan slightly bowed his neck, wondering about his own injury: 'I'm going to be f*ck*ng finished?'
'If you operate quickly, odds are that you won't.' Chen Xinan covered his cold soles with his palms and looked at him tenderly, 'Where's your family?'
"I don't have a family. Sign for yourself."
Before Chen Xinan could reply, Wang Awesome vetoed, 'No, your surgery is too big, you have to have a family member's consent.'
Duan Lixuan pulled a face at the words. But because of the loss of blood, his pulled face didn't have much deterrent effect. The shrivelled cheeks opened and closed, like a leaf that had been infested with an insect disease, but instead looked particularly pitiful.
"Just agree, right. Ryo, hit one for old Damaged B."
"Called several times, no one answered. Just now, I told Old Mang to look for Big Sister."
"What are you looking for her for? I'll sign it myself."
Wang Daqiang emphasised again, "Signing it yourself won't work, so hurry up and call your family over. You can't do it without your family."
I don't know whether it was her tough tone that caused misunderstanding or the brain haemorrhage that led to mania. Without warning, Duan Lixuan exploded again, 'I'll do the surgery myself, let someone else sign it!'
This sound roar two kicks like, clang a blast in the emergency room, hit the ground are buzzing straight. Bald see Duan Lixuan angry, but also follow the eyes of the anxious: "That can not sign the word still waiting to die ah! Who are you leading! I'm not going to argue with the old b*tch, call your leader out!"
Wang powerful has always been not good at bullying, at this moment is also not the slightest fear. Both hands to the waist a fork, tilted his face to fire: "Less with me pretend to be a social person! Do you think craniotomy is a minor operation? If you don't call your family, who will be responsible for anything that happens? Can you be responsible? I'm asking you, can you be responsible?"
As soon as she finished cursing "Bald Old Liang", the bald head froze a bit. Rubbing his head back and forth, he didn't hold his tongue for half a day.
Wang Awesome had her reasoning. If the surgery is only signed by the person himself, in case the rescue fails, it will be troublesome. Once the family to pursue the responsibility, how can not explain. Not to mention failure, even if the treatment is alive and well, the family may end up with a 'who let you save? Duan Lixuan's urgency was also a concern.
Duan Lixuan's anxiety is justifiable. He doesn't understand how his own life has to be decided by others. Then no family members, is not into the hospital to wait for death? It's going to be "very 5+7", what does this nurse mean in the end?
This kind of dispute, every day in the emergency room staged. After all, saving lives is controversial in nature.
Saving lives, is this the right of the doctor, or the obligation of the doctor?
If it is the right, then of course the doctor can stand by and watch. But if this is the case, not to mention the moral level, even the legal level can not pass.
But if it is an obligation, then are doctors human beings? They are all human beings, so why do doctors have to give up their own future and even their lives to take risks for the lives of others?
This is a contradiction between doctors, patients and the system. Unless one party makes concessions, it will only become more and more aggressive.
"No panic. None of them are panicking." Chen Xinan blocked in between Wang Awesome and Duan Lixuan, waving his hand as a peacemaker, "The family members are calling, and the preoperative preparations are done. I'm going to contact the general duty to see if we can open a green channel. If you really can't wait, sign your name first."
With these words, the atmosphere was finally eased. Wang Awesome turned his head to work on other patients, while Duan Lixuan lay back on the gurney to rest his eyes.
Chen Xinan never fought against rules and regulations, but today was an exception. He made every effort, and his mobile phone played until it was hot. After half an hour, the spirit of the pinch a pile of paper back.
By this time, Duan Lixuan had already hung up the mannitol and was rubbing his fingers irritably.
'Mannitol is a hypertonic drug, a bit irritating.' Chen Xinan pulled a chair and sat on the side of Duan Lixuan's bed, "I didn't ask to give you a drip too fast, but it doesn't work if it's too slow. If the pain is really bad, I'll adjust the needle position for you."
'No, I don't feel anything.' Duan Lixuan stretched his neck to look at the information in his hand, 'Is it good for me to sign it myself?'
Chen Xinan nodded, 'It's okay now.'
Duan Lixuan smiled, and even smiled crookedly, 'Trouble ah, change tomorrow, please eat.'
His eyebrows were stern, but he had a pair of tiger teeth. When he laughed, he formed a strong contrast with his upper lip and moustache, which was both manly and adorable.
The power of this smile is not insignificant.
Chen Xinan turned his face away, the knot in his throat rolling up and down several times. He raised his eyebrows twice, forcibly suppressing the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up. When he turned his face back again, his brain was taut with veins. He lowered his eyelashes and held his mouth to clear his throat, "Well. The surgery is still being prepared. I have to briefly explain a few things to you before going on stage, can you still hold on?"
Duan Lixuan raised his eyebrows, "It's fine. You should talk about it."
He suddenly became good at talking, partly because the claim was reached. On the other hand, it was because he thought that the so-called "briefly explaining two sentences" would only take two or three minutes.
Little did he realise that two minutes had passed. Five minutes passed. Ten minutes passed. His hanging bottle had been changed to a blood bag, and the man actually hadn't finished speaking.
How to do the surgery, what are the risks, what are the difficulties that may be encountered during the operation, the possibility of temporary changes in the surgical strategy, what needs to be observed and paid attention to after the operation...................the rambling is endless. What's worse, this person talks like a leader in a meeting. He pauses for two seconds and asks, 'Did I explain it clearly?' 'Then repeat it back to me.' 'Don't get distracted, listen carefully here.' 'Any questions?' "No problem is that you didn't understand. Then I'll explain it again."
Duan Lixuan was almost draining his patience for the next five years. His propped up right leg couldn't stop shaking, and it got faster and faster. The gurney was shaking like a dehydrated washing machine, cackling and bouncing forward. Seeing that he was about to pop out of the resuscitation room, Chen Tangxin had not yet finished his recitation. When he turned over the third page, Duan Lixuan could not stand the torture: "Agree! Agree to everything! Holy sh*t, hurry up and tell me where to sign!!!"
"Don't be in a hurry. When we get on the operating table, we'll be comrades in the trenches. Fighting side by side, of course we have to hand over to each other." Chen Xinan lightly touched his fingers, coaxing a child-like persuasion, "Originally, these were to be told to the family, but you are in a special situation. I have taken a great risk for you, and I also need you to share a little of my patience. We're both responsible for each other, and we'll get through this together. Okay?"
Duan Lixuan glanced at him and turned his eyes back to the roof of the shed. Eyes ferociously chewing his mouth empty, as if he was making some kind of arduous determination.
'You ...,' he just said a word, and then took a big, tight, deep breath, "you within what. Pick the big ones. My brain is buzzing right now."