The fifth treatment room!

Fang Han looked around, as if he was waiting for someone. Fang Haoyang stood aside and the old god was there. The attending doctor looked at the time and asked Fang Han in confusion: "Xiao Fang, who is coming?"

The patient had been in the treatment room for three minutes. Fang Han just disinfected his hands and prepared alcohol and lubricating oil. Then he waited, obviously waiting for someone.

It makes sense to wait for the people.

Otherwise, a trainee would be sure to handle the case that Director Fang could not do anything about it?

Eighty-mostly, a big shot was hired. The attending doctor looked at Fang Han. This young man might not be a student of a national player.

"Wait for Wu Lei!"

Fang Han looked at the time and it was already fifteen minutes. There was a handicraft market not far from the hospital. He should have been back for such a long time.

"Wu Lei?" The attending doctor was stunned. Who is Wu Lei? I haven't heard of such a doctor in the hospital, and there is no such a master in Jiangzhou Province.

The attending doctor was wondering, Wu Lei came back panting, holding a plastic bag in his hand, ran to Fang Han, panting: "Give it, what you want."

"Thank you Wu Lei, thank you for your hard work, good guy." Fang Han took the thing and reached out to pat Wu Lei on the shoulder.

During work hours, Wu Lei broke his legs in one sentence, and Fang Han remembered this love.

"Is this Wu Lei?"

The attending doctor widened his eyes. This is the person Fang Han was waiting for, another intern?

Obviously, Fang Han is not waiting for someone now. In fact, he is waiting for something. For a moment, except for Fang Haoyang, who already knew the treatment plan, everyone else looked at the bag in Fang Han's hand curiously. What kind of magic medicine or high-tech is there?

"Disassemble the things, disinfect them as soon as possible, and then soak them in the lubricant." Fang Han handed the things to the young nurse and stepped into the disposal room.

The little nurse took the thing and her little face was a little excited. Dr. Fang was so handsome when he was serious and he was so lucky.

There was a box inside the bag. The little nurse opened the box and there was a string of Buddhist beads. Each Buddhist bead was about the size of a quail egg. Well, it was a little smaller.

"Buddhist beads?"

The attending doctor and Lin Guangliang and three interns widened their eyes. Is this what Fang Han is going to wait for? Use this thing to treat it?

Is this the plan to shine on the Buddha's light and let the Buddha bless you?

The young nurse looked at the Buddhist beads and asked in a gentle voice: "Doctor Fang, do you need to cut the thread?"

The Buddhist beads are stringed with thread. The young nurse did not know the purpose of Fang Han asking for Buddhist beads, so she naturally had to consult.

"Well, cut open, disinfect the beads first, and then soak them with lubricant." Fang Han started wearing gloves on the other side, and the patient was sitting on the bed, and a young nurse was watching.

The young man's mouth was still open, his eyes were filled with tears, and his mouth was covered with blood.

Fang Han looked for the fishing line head that stretched out from his mouth and said, "Don't play such a dangerous game in the future. Swallowing the fish hook raw will be difficult to digest."

The boy glared at Fang Han and thought to himself that this was not a pretense of mistakes. Besides, I was not the only one who misered.

On the other side, the nurse disinfected the Buddhist beads and soaked them in the lubricant. Fang Han took out the Buddhist beads from the lubricant and strung the fishing line through the holes of the Buddhist beads.

One...two...

While skewing, Fang Han also said, "Open your mouth wide, hold on, and it will be fine soon."

Five Buddhist beads were strung in succession, and the last two Buddhist beads were already outside the boy's mouth. The first one was probably already in the boy's throat.

Fang Han grabbed the last Buddhist bead and pushed it hard inside, then retracted the fishing line and pulled it out.

"vomit!"

The boy let out a dry retching and spitting out a mouthful of blood and phlegm, and his whole body became instantly relieved.

"Huh... I'm so suffocating."

"You are just right, your throat still hurts. Tell me less and ask Dr. Miao to prescribe some medicine for you later."

Dr. Miao was the attending doctor next to him, and was shocked at this moment. When Fang Han curled Buddhist beads just now, he had already roughly understood how Fang Han planned to treat him.

The Buddhist beads are about the size of quail eggs, which can completely open the patient's throat. When the fishing line is put on the Buddhist beads, the fish hook that cannot advance or retreat can be pushed, thereby breaking away from the patient's throat. Then Fang Han tightens the fishing line, and the hook of the fishing hook will be stuck in the Buddhist beads. At this time, pulling it out will not hurt the patient at all.

At this time, everyone understood this principle. How did you think of it at the beginning?

This is like doing a question. When you know the answer, everyone suddenly realized that it was so simple to do it, but at first, everyone thought it was very difficult.

Fang Han is really an intern? What did he do when he was internship? He brought tea and water to clean it? The gap between this person is too big.

Dr. Miao was envious, let alone others. Fang Han had received a systematic prompt: "...Worship Point 86!"

Fang Han was very satisfied. The system's intermediate first aid was indeed amazing. The experience of Chinese medicine in ancient and modern times was in it. This was simply a big initiation. As a rookie, he instantly gained decades of skills.

Not to mention anything else, relying solely on intermediate first aid, I already have a place in the emergency department.

"Well, it's not bad, it's perfect." Fang Haoyang smiled. Fang Han had already said the plan before, and he thought it was feasible, but after all, he had never practiced it. He was a little worried just now, and he finally felt relieved.

Several people walked out of the disposal room, and the children's families outside walked around anxiously.

Seeing Fang Han and a few others coming out, the child's father hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Doctor, what's going on, my son..."

Fang Han turned his head and said, "She, that's not."

The boy followed the crowd, and had already come out now, and had washed the blood stains on his face, looking like he was nothing wrong.

In fact, the boy is not seriously injured at this moment. Except for the fish hook stab wound in his throat, he needs to recover, and the rest is fine. After recovering for a few days, he can continue to pretend to be a bet.

The child's father hurried forward and grabbed the boy. He looked at the boy's throat first, and then looked at the boy's mouth, but there were no wounds. He seemed to be unharmed.

"Is it really okay?" Several families were also half-believing and half-doubted at this moment. It was too fast. In less than ten minutes, the most important thing was that there was no surgery or surgery. They were so scared that they had just happened.

"Dad, I'm really fine. This doctor is very capable. Call Xiaofei quickly." The boy also spoke, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"Ah, to Xiaofei."

The child's father then remembered that there was another child. However, when something happened to the child, they were all in a hurry and no one cared about where anyone went.

If a few children can play together, they are all from the same community and school, and they are familiar with each other at home.

The child's father hurriedly took out his cell phone and called.

"Old Liang, has the child arrived at the hospital? How is it?"

"Hey, don't mention it. I'm preparing for surgery now. I'm going to have surgery on my throat. It will take a lot of time to recover. It seems that I'm going to take a break from school this semester. How's the hair?"

"Has the operation started? Mao has recovered now. The doctors in Jiang Intermediate People's Court have very high standards. If you don't have surgery or surgery, Mao is completely fine."

"ah....."

The father of the child on the other side of the phone exclaimed: "It's okay, so fast."

"Yes, it's okay. I don't think that the doctor here is good. I call you and tell you, "Just ask, if the child has not had the surgery, please don't have surgery. How much impact will the surgery be."

"I'll go now." The phone hung up quickly.

After the child's father hung up the phone, Fang Haoyang blinked and asked, "There is another child?"

"Yes, several children made bets on fishing and didn't catch them. These bastards bragged that they could swallow the hook..." As he spoke, the child's father glared at the boy again. If he hadn't been in the hospital, he would have beaten the bastard.

"We were also having fun, but we didn't expect to make a mistake." The boy felt a little aggrieved. He put it in his mouth, but he didn't expect to put it deeper and went down...

Emergency Department of the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou Medical University.

The operating room is ready and several surgeons are planning to undergo surgery.

This is the first time they have encountered the situation where the fish hook is stuck in the throat. It is rare, and it is rare. This kind of operation is not difficult, and doctors who perform the operation are very relaxed.

Isn't there a saying that goes well?

If the doctors were relaxed during the operation and even talked about the plot of last night's TV series, then you would be completely relieved, which means there was no big problem, but if the doctors had a serious expression and didn't say a word, and the atmosphere in the operating room was depressing, it would prove that it was quite difficult.

"The anesthesiologist is preparing for anesthesia, and everyone else is ready." The surgeon told the doctor.

Before the anesthesiologist could have time to anesthetize, suddenly someone knocked on the door outside the operating room, bang! bang! bang! bang!

"What's going on? Go out and have a look." The surgeon frowned. The surgery was immediately done. Who is so unpredictable? Don't you know if the surgery area should be kept quiet?

A resident who had started to do so went out to check and came back soon.

"Dr. Feng is the patient's family. The patient's family said that if the operation has not started yet, they should not do it. They will be transferred to the hospital."

"Replacement?" Dr. Feng was stunned: "Why?"

This kind of surgery is really a minor surgery for Dr. Feng. The first Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou Medical College is best at surgery. There are countless major surgeries you usually do, and a minor surgery is even more a minor surgery.

If this is a complicated situation, the patient's family does not trust it and asks to transfer to the hospital to Dr. Feng understands it, but for this small problem, he can guarantee that the operation will be 100% successful.

"The patient's family said that there was another child who had an accident. He had no surgery and had surgery. He has recovered now and his child has not had surgery." The resident explained.

"Nonsense." Dr. Feng was immediately angry. How could it be possible if he didn't have surgery or surgery? This is a fish hook, not an embroidery needle. How can he take it out without surgery?

The attending doctor felt a little aggrieved: "Doctor Feng, I also told the patient's family this way, but they didn't listen and said it would be okay not to transfer to the hospital. We can't have surgery, otherwise they would sue us."

"Unreasonable."

Dr. Feng waved his hand irritably: "Tell the anesthesia, the operation will be temporarily stopped, and I will communicate with the patient's family."
Chapter completed!