Chapter 251: Not Learning? He Will Die!
Qin Wanwan had never expected to encounter Gu Yu at that moment.
He was like an angel from heaven, radiating a brilliant light of hope.
When Gu Yu saw her, his expression momentarily showed surprise for a second.
But the crying of a little girl immediately drew his attention away.
"Wah wah... Daddy, save my daddy."
The patient's daughter stood by, continuously wiping her tears, her cries echoing through half the corridor.
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The patient lying on the temporary bed seemed to hear his daughter's cries and struggled to reach out his severely burned hand to comfort her.
But Gu Yu quickly carried the little girl aside.
At that moment, the patient's injured part absolutely could not come into contact with germ-infested objects, otherwise, it could easily lead to a serious infection.
In fact, the patient's burn wounds had already begun to get infected, and many of the wound surfaces were showing signs of reddish-black pus.
This situation required immediate debridement surgery and anti-infection treatment.
"Qin Wanwan, tell me the patient's specifics, I need to prepare for surgery immediately."
Gu Yu grabbed a sterilized white coat from a nearby tray and put it on himself.
"That's my..."
Qin Wanwan subconsciously stretched out her hand to snatch back the white coat, but thinking of how Gu Yu's skills were far superior to her own, she withdrew her hand again.
At that moment, only Gu Yu could help her, and this patient.
"The patient has third-degree burns, the wounds mainly on the hands and chest, heart rate upon arrival was 147, respiratory tract has been damaged by high-temperature smoke, respiratory rate 10..."
Qin Wanwan's voice gradually quieted as she spoke.
Because she suddenly realized that Gu Yu seemed to be a thoracic surgeon, but this was clearly a case for burn surgery and respiratory medicine!
Many people might think there isn't a big difference between thoracic surgery and respiratory medicine, however, in reality, these are two different departments.
The treatment methods are also vastly different, to put it plainly, you go to respiratory medicine for an infusion for inflammation, and to thoracic surgery for an operation.
However, in reality, many people can't differentiate much between these two departments, so they often register for the wrong one.
But now Gu Yu was treating this patient who clearly needed respiratory medicine...
It was a clear overstepping of boundaries!
"The BPM is too high, preliminary diagnosis suggests that the burns are exacerbating the infection, and the earlier RR measurement was 10.
From my arrival, I've observed that the patient's RR has already dropped to 6 to 7, the primary diagnosis is that a high-temperature smoke inhalation injury has caused an obstruction in the respiratory tract, we must immediately start a laryngeal puncture to relieve the patient's breathing."
"Go alert the burn surgery doctor to perform the burns anti-infection surgery simultaneously."
Gu Yu's expression was serious, the patient's condition was indeed dire, and without immediate emergency treatment, his life would definitely be in danger.
He ordered Qin Wanwan, but after waiting a few seconds, he realized Qin Wanwan hadn't moved.
"Why aren't you going?"
Anger began to rise in Gu Yu's heart; without the burn surgery doctor participating in cleaning and treating the burn surface, he would also have trouble dealing with the respiratory operation.
If it caused multiple complications, he would be helpless.
Unless he had the system intervene to assist him at that time.
But he also had personal considerations. Currently, he only had 500,000 check-in points, barely enough to ensure one chance to save his own life.
If he used them up and something happened to him, he would regret it deeply.
"The... the doctors in burn medicine are all in surgery... There are no available burn medicine doctors right now."
Qin Wanwan spoke hesitantly, not knowing why, although it was a helpless situation, she didn't dare meet Gu Yu's gaze.
Because, as a prospective doctor, she felt useless in this critical moment.
Yet Gu Yu wasn't even a medical student!
This disparity filled her heart with unbearable shame.
"Brother, my dad won't die, will he?" A little girl on the side, tired from crying, timidly tugged at the hem of Gu Yu's white coat.
Gu Yu squatted down, gently wiped the soot off her face with his clean hand, and soothingly assured her, "No, with me here, your dad can't possibly die."
Just as Gu Yu was comforting the little girl,
a commotion suddenly erupted at the entrance of the emergency department. A group of journalists wearing press badges and carrying cameras barged in, ignoring the security staff's efforts to stop them.
The female journalist at the forefront saw Gu Yu wiping the little girl's face and heard his words, her eyes immediately lit up.
She quickly took a photo of the scene.
Gu Yu looked at this group of journalists who had stormed into the emergency department like bandits to grab exclusive news, feeling an intense indignation rising within him.
These journalists, did they even consider the situation or the setting here?
Just barging in like that, did they not care about the feelings of the medical staff and patients?
But he had no time to deal with this matter now.
"Good girl, little sister, follow this corridor to the end, there's a room for IV drips there; wait for your dad there."
He gently patted the little girl's back, and she obediently nodded her head.
Watching her walk nervously towards the infusion room, Gu Yu stood up with a stern face and turned to look at Qin Wanwan.
"If there's no burn specialist available, that's that! You will perform the laryngeal puncture; it shouldn't be a problem."
Gu Yu waved a nurse over to help him push the patient into the temporary emergency room.
Qin Wanwan stood still for a few seconds before she realized what he had said.
"Let me perform the laryngeal puncture...?"
She muttered to herself, thinking Gu Yu must be joking with her.
She had never learned this surgery in her thoracic surgery lessons!
But, seeing the journalists swarming around and then looking at Gu Yu walking away, she hurriedly followed him.
If she got caught up with the journalists, that would surely be more troublesome than performing the surgery.
"I don't know how to perform a laryngeal puncture; I've never learned it..."
As she followed Gu Yu into the temporary emergency room, Qin Wanwan finally voiced her pent-up thoughts.
She really didn't know how, and she certainly couldn't just plunge in headfirst, could she?
"If you haven't learned it, learn it now. It's very simple and basic, actually, only a quarter of the difficulty of the closed chest drainage techniques you learned before."
Gu Yu glanced at her, noticing her standing at the doorway swallowing nervously.
"Learn it now?" Qin Wanwan couldn't believe her ears.
Learn it now, was that even possible?
After studying for so many years at school, they always practiced in simulations, seldom getting hands-on experience.
Every technique needed repeated practice before they dared to attempt it.
And now Gu Yu was asking her to learn on the spot?
This was a real person!
"Not learn? He'll die!"
Gu Yu didn't have time to explain further, as he began to don sterile garments and disinfect his hands with the help of a nurse.
"..." Staring at the patient on the bed whose complexion was turning cyanotic, Qin Wanwan felt a mix of emotions.
"Alright then! I'll try."
With no other options, she had to grit her teeth and press on.
As a doctor, how could she just watch a patient die before her eyes?