Zhou Heng shook his head slightly, "It is important to save people. The patient has some difficulty breathing and the unilateral chest is not well undulating. The impact at that time may cause local blood pneumothorax. I will prepare a negative pressure drainage tube. I will try it first."

Liu Xiu'er knew the severity and quickly asked Chuntao to prepare things. She helped Zhou Heng cut Miss Zhang's clothes into a small hole. After quickly disinfecting it, Zhou Heng took the syringe and found the location of the fracture and quickly penetrated it below.

The syringe had just pierced, and before the twitch was thrust, the blood quickly flowed into the syringe.

Zhou Heng quickly held it and slowed down his speed. He changed the two syringes in this way, and the blood stopped.

Zhou Heng exhaled a breath of turbid air, pulled out the syringe, made a small incision, and installed the negative pressure tank.

"Xiao Liuzi, change the dressing and stopping the hemostatic aromatic acid intravenously, and don't do it too fast."

Xiao Liuzi looked at Zhou Heng with a worried look and said, gritting his teeth and saying:

"Boss, there is only one hemostatic aromatic acid left."

Zhou Heng was stunned and then sighed, Yes, the first aid kit has been unavailable for a long time, and the medicines I had left before have basically been sold out. Now most of them use medium-sized agents or penicillin they made themselves.

"One one, use it for Miss Zhang, take the ginseng tablets under the tongue, I will now apply an injection to her, Xiu'er prepares swelling and pain relief tincture to treat the head damage to Ms. Zhang. We will talk about other problems later."

Liu Xiu'er paused, "What's the problem afterward? Brother, is it that Miss Zhang has other problems besides trauma?"

Zhou Heng nodded slightly, his face very solemn.

"She has a congenital heart disease, so she seems to be shorter and thinner than women of the same age. It's all my fault for neglecting me before. If I had checked her earlier, I would have discovered it earlier, so I had to use ginseng tablets to hang it. After a while, Lord Zhang and the others came and notified me as soon as possible."

Liu Xiu'er was a little panicked for a moment, but at this time he asked Zhou Heng that he had no effect at all. He tried hard to control his breathing, and then he began to deal with Miss Zhang's head.

The needle application on Zhou Heng seemed to have some effect, and Miss Zhang frowned slightly.

Although there was no other action, Zhou Heng's heart was still relaxed and he finally had some reactions. It seemed that the treatment direction was correct.

At this moment, Chuntao walked in quickly, "Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang are here!"

Zhou Heng nodded slightly, "After pushing the medicine, hurry up and do a skin test. If you are not allergic, use penicillin first."

Xiao Liuzi nodded quickly, preparing medicine here, and Zhou Heng took off his gloves and left the rescue room.

Qu Ziping was considerate and had already taken away the patient who was waiting for suture. There was no one else in the entire emergency hall.

Zhang Fuling stood beside him wearing an official robe, holding Mrs. Zhang who was crying constantly, and Su Xiaoxiao stood aside. She was anxious and saw Zhou Heng coming out and quickly surrounded him.

He clasped his fists to Zhou Heng, "Just heard that Zhou Yuan had saved the little girl, and Zhang was very grateful."

Zhou Heng staggered his body and held Zhang Fuling with one hand. Mrs. Zhang also said:

"Yes, thank you for your life-saving grace by the judge Zhou Yuan. I wonder what Zixuan is doing now?"

Zhou Heng helped the two of them to the chair beside him, asked them to sit down, and ordered people to prepare ginseng tea. Then he said slowly:

"Mr. Zhang, don't be so polite. Let's call me Zhou Heng. It's too unfamiliar. As for Miss Zhang, she will wake up in about half an hour. Her head rib hit the carriage. There was only a lump on her head and it was not broken, but one of the ribs was broken and she had been treated. Don't worry."

Zhang Fuling heard something in Zhou Heng's words and glanced at Mrs. Zhang beside her.

"Can my wife go and see Zixuan? She loves her daughter very much, and it's safe to take a look."

Mrs. Zhang didn't want him, so she nodded and looked at Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng smiled slightly and called Qu Ziping.

"You take Mrs. Zhang over and take a look, but please don't be impatient. She has an infusion tube on her body, so it will be very troublesome if she touches it."

Mrs. Zhang nodded quickly, Su Xiaoxiao helped Mrs. Zhang, comforted her in a low voice, and followed Qu Ziping toward the No. 2 rescue room.

Seeing that someone had walked away, Zhang Fuling quickly lowered his voice and asked in a hurry:

"Tell me the truth, is there something wrong with Zixuan?"

Zhou Heng nodded slightly, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry too much. When I took Ms. Zhang's pulse just now, I found that Ms. Zhang's pulse was a bit special. I suspect it was a heart problem. I wonder if Ms. Zhang didn't run much since childhood, and she was often susceptible to wind and cold, and her body was a little weak?"

Zhang Fuling nodded vigorously, "Yes, Zixuan has been weak since childhood and always looks thinner than children of the same age. She originally thought it was less than term, but the imperial physician had been treating her before, and no problem was found?"

Zhou Heng pondered for a moment, "I just had a headache and a fever on weekdays, and I can't see these problems. Although this severe injury did not endanger life, it also scared Ms. Zhang. With scare and trauma, the heart problems naturally appeared. I just asked someone to go to the imperial physician who was studying here. When Ms. Zhang becomes more stable, we will consult together and have a closer examination."

Zhang Fuling is now confused. If he is sick, wouldn’t it be an incurable disease? His face is pale and his fingers are trembling.

Zhou Heng grabbed Zhang Fuling's hand and gave him a firm look.

"Don't worry, it's not as difficult as it is now. After this accident, I discovered it so early, which is a blessing in disgrace. Don't worry, Lord Zhang. No matter what method I use, I will try my best to treat Miss Zhang. I will start to think about treatment later. Can Lord Zhang trust me?"

Zhang Fuling nodded vigorously, his eyes were red, and his lips trembled slightly:

"Believe in you, how can I not believe in you!"

Zhou Heng held Zhang Fuling's hand hard. It was useless to say anything more at this time because Zhou Heng was also unsure.

You should know that Zhang Zixuan is not a small problem like premature dysfunction. It may be a ventricular septal defect, patent arterial catheter or left-to-right diversion, because so far, Zhang Zixuan has not shown any symptoms such as cyanosis, and these symptoms are extremely secretive.

As for the current conditions, it is simply a fantasy to have chest open surgery. After all, such diseases cannot be carried out at will in modern times by ordinary hospitals. They have extremely strict requirements on hardware and doctor quality.

Zhou Heng's mind kept moving, but his face tried to keep a relaxed look as much as possible.

"As for the past few days, Ling Ai has to be hospitalized for cultivation. After all, the ribs are broken and cannot be moved at will. If Mrs. Zhang is worried, she can come and see her every day or send her two capable girls. However, there are nurses here to take care of her, so Lord Zhang is relieved."

Zhang Fuling nodded slightly. He knew that Zhou Heng had some reservations, but he could only trust Zhou Heng at this moment, because no one in this capital could be more skilled than Zhou Heng's medical skills.

At this moment, a boy came over with two people. They were not wearing Huichuntang's uniforms, but they were wearing isolation suits. It looked a little special. Zhang Fuling turned around and looked at it, as if he looked familiar.

Zhou Heng was stunned when he saw the visitor. These two people were not others, one was Liu Yu, who had been stabbed before, and the other was Mr. Zou's son Zou Yinan. Zhou Heng nodded slightly.

The man quickly walked to Zhou Heng and greeted Zhou Heng and Zhang Fuling.

Zhou Heng stood up and looked at Zhang Fuling.

"Mr. Zhang, please take Mrs. Zhang back. Then send two maids here. You don't need to prepare them for changing clothes. There are specially made hospital gowns here, which are price-based and suitable for hospitalization."

Zhang Fuling nodded, said nothing, and went to the door of the rescue room to help Mrs. Zhang come out.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes were swollen with tears at this moment. Zhou Heng took a deep breath, thought for a while and said:

"Mrs. Zhang has another important matter at this moment. How did Miss Zhang's carriage get into trouble? Has the coachman who accompanied him found it? Why didn't he follow him? As for the carriage in front of General Su's mansion, I suggest that Lord Zhang ask Zhou Yian to take it away and check it out."

Mrs. Zhang stopped crying and looked at Zhang Fuling, who was Zhang Fuling? She had already dealt with cases in Dali Temple every day. Zhou Heng's series of speculations were exactly what he had been confused about before, but when she saw that her daughter was seriously injured, she didn't think much about it.

Zhou Heng mentioned it and he narrowed his eyes.
Chapter completed!