Chapter 2952: 【2952】Suffocation
A group of neurosurgeons who couldn't get away turned their heads.
"Come here quickly, I will call your neurosurgery later." Zhou Junpeng said.
"Oh, I'm suffocating." As he was talking, Dr. Xiao, who walked into the consultation room to check on the child, shouted and called for other colleagues to help, "What about the doctor?"
Dr. Xiao knew that Fan Yunyun was only an intern, so she might need a surgeon to help her at this moment. Because rheumatologists such as Dr. Xiao cannot tell what kind of first aid measures should be given to the child at this time, it is only possible that they are incapable of or unskilled in surgical operations such as partial incision.
"Senior Sister, Senior Sister!" Fan Yunyun stood at the door of the consultation room and asked Senior Sister Xie for help. It was too late to call the inpatient department teacher to come down.
Xie Wanying had turned around and ran, and she was running very fast. When she ran to the consultation room, the other classmates followed.
Song Xuelin was not in a hurry after seeing her start running, and waited for Doctor Xie to take a look first.
The seven-year-old boy on the treatment bed in the internal medicine clinic, his teeth were closed, his face was blue and purple, as Dr. Xiao said, he was afraid of suffocation.
"Is it laryngitis?" Zhang Desheng and the others who followed up later observed this situation and discussed it again.
Laryngitis causes acute laryngeal obstruction and suffocation death, especially common in infants and young children.
"Give me a syringe!" Standing on the side of the child's head, Xie Wanying quickly swept her gaze across the child's throat to get a general judgment and said.
"Syringe, syringe." Fan Yunyun nervously repeated the order from Senior Sister Xie, looking for the syringe everywhere. She finally found out that there was a treatment car in the consultation room. There was a stainless steel treatment tray on the upper floor of the car and there were just a few syringes in it.
At the same time, someone came over from the nurse's station with something, stretched out his hand and pushed Fan Yunyun away, showing no mercy.
"Who?" Fan Yunyun was pushed suddenly, complaining, and immediately closed her mouth when she looked up to see who was behind.
How terrifying the genius of the Northern Capital is. She has learned it before, and she will never be a first-time offender like the Miwenlin Misi people.
"Thank you, Dr. Song." Xie Wanying saw that it was the large syringe and the seventh-gauge needle, and said.
After Mi Wenlin and Mi Siran followed the large group of senior brothers and sisters, they learned to stand on the periphery and study obediently and keep their mouths shut. Besides, they couldn't understand what Senior Sister Xie wanted the syringe for.
Internal medicine students may be a little confused, but surgery students are different. Seeing that Pan Shihua cooperatively picked up sterile gloves and iodine swabs from the treatment car, and then referred to the large syringe someone took in front of him, Zhang Desheng and his medical department finally realized: "It is necessary to perform a cricothyroid membrane puncture."
Put on sterile gloves, and the assistant quickly helps to disinfect. Before Xie Wanying took the syringe with her right hand, she touched the child's throat with her left hand. The anatomical location of the cricothyroid membrane has been discussed before and will not be repeated.
After touching the Adam's apple with her left hand, Xie Wanying pulled out the needle cap with the syringe in her right hand and stabbed the needle down gently. The stab was definitely not the Adam's apple.
The child is twitching, which increases the risk of acupuncture.
(end of this chapter)