"Automatic heart rhythm." Nurse Niu shouted immediately.

She has been a nurse for more than 20 years. In short, she is older than some doctors present. Although she rarely sees CPR that lasts more than an hour, it does not hinder her understanding of the patient's status.

This is about the most critical time for this patient.

Lu Wenbin was also a little excited: "It's q, a little wide..."

Ling Ran nodded silently and said, "Touch the big artery."

His own hands were already broken, and he was afraid he couldn't find anything.

As soon as Ling Ran finished speaking, Nurse Niu seized the patient's artery: "It's very weak."

It's better to be weak than nothing.

At this time, the physical condition that is usually completely unacceptable has become a good thing.

Ling Ran continued to start chest compressions and said: "Push lidocaine and adrenaline, add 15 mg of dexamethasone."

Nurse Niu immediately executed. If she had doubts about Ling Ran a few hours ago, it has now become embarrassing.

Cardiopulmonary resuscitation is actually a mixed matter of despair and hope.

Ordinary people have cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and they have been working hard for 5 consecutive groups, and each group will be two minutes long.

In some places, CPR only requires three groups, and the last two groups can be done by oral simulation. This is to consider the physical strength problems of the students who are taking the doctor.

But in reality, there are many people who complete one hour or even two hours of cardiopulmonary resuscitation alone.

In most hospitals, a story about a certain doctor who continues to undergo cardiopulmonary resuscitation for thirty or forty minutes will be circulated.

These stories do not necessarily happen to some strong doctors. Most of the time, they are just because they are helping their lives and are powerless to cherish themselves.

If you persist for 10 minutes, you may be able to save yourself...

If you hold on for another five minutes, you may be able to save yourself...

Do two more groups, and you will know the situation after two groups...

Make another set and maybe it will work...

Stick to it for a while...

Cardiopulmonary resuscitation means having the greatest expectations and often seeing the greatest disappointment.

This is especially true for extra-long cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

In 100 patients who have undergone super-long cardiopulmonary resuscitation, only one person can recover his autonomous heartbeat, and 200 super-long cardiopulmonary resuscitations can he encounter a person who wakes up.

However, if 2 million people undergo extra-long CPR, 10,000 people will be discharged alive.

If there are 20 million cases of super-long cardiopulmonary resuscitation, 100,000 people will wake up.

But from another perspective, this kind of effort in hope often brews greater disappointment.

At the age of Nurse Niu, she no longer expects miracles.

Complete your daily work step by step, be happy to save people, and be sad to fail. When it comes to the time to go home, throw away the emotions in the hospital with your white coat...

However, Nurse Niu is still looking forward to seeing a doctor like Ling Ran.

Ask yourself, when I really encountered an extremely bad incident, Nurse Niu also hoped that such a doctor would work hard to get one percent of his chance of survival.

"Prepare magnesium and calcium. Bounty."

Ling Ran's voice was clear and the command was firm.

Nurse Niu turned around and wanted to do things, but found that there was already a young nurse next to him who had completed the task.

She turned around in surprise and saw Huo Congjun, Director Tao, and at least twenty or thirty medical staff gathered around.

There are many people who have seen super long CPR. However, few people have seen super long CPR.

Ling Ran raised his sore neck and gently relaxed his hand as his chest wall recovered.

"Card rhythm 130 times, self-help heart rhythm...blood pressure..." Nurse Niu read out the numbers on the monitor.

Ling Ran trembled his fingers and touched the patient's major artery. His emotions were also fluctuating, but the main reason for the trembling of his fingers was that the chest compression took too long.

His muscles began to ache until they grew.

"How is it?" Huo Congjun asked with anticipation.

"The pulsation is obvious." Ling Ran said in a hoarse voice.

"Save it alive?" This time it was not Huo Congjun who spoke, but an official from the government. He was also wearing a white coat, dark circles, swollen eyes, and anxious.

"I can't confirm yet." Ling Ran said, "We need to continue transfusion of plasma and colloids, wear an ice cap... to supplement sodium bicarbonate."

He said one, and a nurse was busy getting it.

On this long night, miracles appear, which is a touch to everyone.

"Old Hu, Lao Hu..." The fat woman shouted again outside the glass door.

"The patient can't hear you yet." A nurse reminded.

"Even vegetatives can hear it, bah bah bah bah bah, our old Hu can hear it... Lao Hu, Lao Hu..."

Ling Ran was so tired that he couldn't speak anymore. He found a chair against the wall to sit down, but didn't want to move anymore.

Huo Congjun took out the flashlight, prying open the patient's eyes, and shaking them twice.

"Slight reflection on light." Huo Congjun nodded. Of course, the degree of pupils spreading was still very large, and he just didn't say it.

Ling Ran looked at the electrocardiogram monitor, said "happy" in his nose, and said to Lu Wenbin next to him: "Give me a glass of water."

"Glucose." The young nurse next to him immediately brought a small cup with a dormo cat printed on it and said, "The cup is disinfected at high temperature."

Ling Ran gave a small smile and drank the sweet glucose in the cup in one go.

At the same time, it was also a bottle of energy potion.

In a very short few seconds, Ling Ran felt that the energy and physical energy he had consumed had been greatly recovered.

"Lingran, go and have a rest." Huo Congjun whispered, and then said to the doctor next to him: "Send the patient to ICU and ask the neurology department to come for consultation."

Ling Ran stood up and wanted to give me something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

CPR does not end when the heartbeat is recovering. After such a long period of time, the physical trauma is all-round, just like an army that has lost its logistics and is on the verge of collapse. It still requires a lot of effort to restore its organization and organization.

In this regard, Ling Ran has some abilities and experience, but they all need specific analysis of the specific situation, and there is no need to say anything more at this time.

Yun Medical’s ICU and Neurology are not weak, and they have had experience in nursing for extra-long cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

"Old Hu, Lao Hu..."

The Hu wife outside the glass door watched her husband lying on the flat bed moving, and she unconsciously followed her.

Behind her are her son and mother-in-law, as well as several friends and colleagues who have heard the news.

After such a long period of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, the notice of critical illness has been issued, and everyone knows what is going on.

Now, they only have time to thank God for the appearance of miracles, and look forward to another miracle.

"Doctor, thank you." When he walked to the elevator entrance, the fat wife Hu suddenly thought of something and turned around and shouted.

Still sitting on the chair, Ling Ran couldn't help but smile, got up a little, and nodded to them again.

"Doctor, your surname is yours." Hu's wife couldn't enter the emergency room, so she asked through the door.

Ling Ran looked at Huo Congjun, turned around and said, "My surname is Ling, Ling Ran."

"Doctor Ling Ran, thank you." Hu's wife smiled reluctantly, wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say. The elevator happened to come, so she looked at Ling Ran again and turned around and left.

After entering the elevator, Hu’s wife patted her son’s shoulder and said, “If your father passes through this level, we will go back to our hometown, buy two pigs and send them over, thank you.”

The 9-year-old son nodded foolishly.

"Remember someone's name?"

"Lingran." The son's pronunciation is accurate.

Hu's wife got into the elevator tiredly, and the cabin shook twice.

This time, my mother-in-law didn't ask for trouble with her daughter-in-law, and secretly prayed to the gods and Buddhas all over the sky: Gods and Buddhas, the ancestors of the Hu family, if my son Hu Qiang can break through this time and survive healthily, I, Zhu Xiulan, killed three animals and served as a temple for three days and three nights... Even if there are any sequelae, I will kill three big fat pigs and ask someone to sing a big show for three days and three nights... As long as my mind is good, I can eat, drink, defecate and urinate by myself, I will also kill two big fat pigs...

When the elevator door opened, I saw the scene inside the ICU. My mother-in-law Zhu Xiulan's harsh fingers were tightly clasped together, and she prayed more piously: As long as her head is good and people can walk and move, I will buy the New Year pig from the old Wang family next door to offer to you... It's really not possible, you can take my old woman's life. Anyway, I am a lonely woman, and I can't survive without my son...
Chapter completed!