Six Hundred and Twenty Tough Time

The silver-white moon hangs up, above the small plateau county, the moon really seems to be hanging on a tree branch, as if you can stretch out your hand and pull the moon into your arms. Here, the sky and the ground feel merged at night.

A city without pollution can definitely make people feel what it means to have a bright moon and a few stars. If it was normal, for bold young women like Bayin and the others, if they had a sip of wine, they might already be singing and dancing.

Really, people in the inner city circle absolutely don't understand the living conditions of people in the frontier. Although life is not as convenient as people in big cities, and their income is not as high as people in big cities, they definitely have a good life. It can be said that people living in small cities have richer emotions, while people in big cities are all emotionally fighting against the pressure of life.

However, this kind of person, the less stressed this kind of person is on weekdays, the more emotionally unable to calm down when encountering setbacks, and even prone to collapse.

Bayin has never felt that ten hours is so long in his life. If his superiors hadn't said to persist for ten hours and had no expectations, Bayin might not have felt so long and tormented, but now he has expectations and waits.

Really, the young woman was standing on the edge of the operating table. Although her upper body was constantly coordinating with Zhang Fan, she wanted to move this way and that way, and sometimes found it light and sometimes heavy, and she had to accept it from time to time. A word of criticism.

To be honest, Bayin really wants to tear Zhang Fan into parts now. I kept complaining in my heart: "Is this job done by my old lady? I want to play with my old lady, but I think my old lady's skills are not up to standard. If you have the ability, don't play with my old lady, go find someone else!"

Of course, Bayin secretly rolled his eyes at Zhang Fan, and kept pricking the villain in his heart.

The upper body worked hard to put on the posture Zhang Fan needed, while the lower body Ba Yin's toes were like fingers, digging on the slippers, almost digging out five holes in the slippers.

Really, too expensive stockings!

"Yuan Zhang, there are more and more patients, and the operating room is not enough!" Lao Gao came in again dragging his body like a dead dog. He really had no other choice, otherwise he wouldn't have come in at this time to give Zhang Fan a hard time.

Zhang Fan bit his lip with his teeth under the mask, his lip was actually bitten by himself. Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan! It sounds cool, but this thing is responsibility.

The faint moans of pain and crying made him feel extra irritable.

"One doctor and one nurse for one surgery, people can still persist, and the operating room can't be vacated. Now the things that need to be operated can't be operated, and many patients can only be treated symptomatically! The consequences..."

Lao Gao spoke in a low voice, Zhang Fan listened even more in a low voice.

For the wounded in the disaster area, this is not a chronic disease in the internal medicine department of the hospital. Although symptomatic treatment cannot cure the disease, it will not cause other major problems.

As for the wounded, it's different. Almost all serious injuries here require surgery, but what the hell is symptomatic treatment?

Bleeding, find a way to stop the bleeding, it hurts too much, I will give you an injection of Qiangding or Pethidine, and the rest will be fine.

It can be said that now it is tantamount to watching the sky for survival, really watching the sky for survival. Let's see who can make it to the bye operating room.

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, as if the disaster was caused by him, "Priority is given to children! Priority is given to critically ill children!"

These words are really heavy, really, it seems that the words come out of the mouth, but the inner torment, the pressure in the heart, whoever said these words, who knows.

Because, these words determine life and death, not a person's life and death. Really, Zhang Fan feels like he is an executioner.

"Hey! Good!" Lao Gao took a long breath, then said helplessly, then turned his head and went out.

He can't sit still,

On the one hand, they are responsible for diverting the wounded, and on the other hand, they are responsible for suturing and debridement and disinfection for lightly injured patients in the green area.

One operation after another, "Drink Red Bull!" After one operation was over, Bayin looked at Zhang Fan and asked in a low voice.

Because in the operating room, the itinerant nurses had long been taken away as equipment nurses or surgical assistants, and now Bayin not only had to be an assistant, but also an equipment nurse, as well as a itinerant nurse, and was responsible for Zhang Fan's other affairs.

"Don't drink!" Zhang Fan said irritably.

"If you don't drink, how will you have the strength to scold me!" Bayin said timidly to Zhang Fan.

With just one sentence, Zhang Fan, who was originally restless, suddenly seemed to relax a lot.

"Sorry, today is really..."

"It's okay, I understand, I understand, you and the lipstick bull!"

While handing the opened Red Bull, Bayin scolded himself with regret in his heart, "You worthless job, why are you so cheap! Wouldn't it be nice to make him foam so tired!"

In another operating room, Wang Yanan was performing surgery while crying.

Crying is crying silently, because she stood for too long, her legs hurt, her back hurts, and the most annoying thing is that she has not yet arrived, but her menstrual period has also come, and there is a faint abdominal pain.

It made Wang Yanan feel uncomfortable all over. There were many surgeries and long working hours, which made the uncomfortable body even more uncomfortable. It was as if a mouthful of meat had been chewed for a long time, but none of it went into the stomach, and everything was stuffed between the teeth.

Then I couldn't pick my teeth, and I couldn't express the discomfort.

Wang Yanan, the tomboy, gritted her teeth and fought with a group of young men in the hospital. She finally got a place in the department.

Walking on the plateau into the disaster area, she gritted her teeth in a daze, not letting the soldiers carry her back like the nurses, but just like the male doctors, she gritted her teeth and walked into the disaster area.

But now, a layer of menstrual pain has been added to the body that was originally sore and painful. She felt wronged and sad.

"Is it wrong for me to choose orthopedics? Shouldn't I be an orthopedic surgeon!" The girl felt wronged in her heart, but she didn't say a word.

Tears were about to come out of her eyes quietly, she turned her head and asked the anesthesiologist to wipe her with a towel.

No one cares what happened to her at this time!

For ten hours, the soldiers stayed on the front line with their searchlights on, and the doctors and nurses stood upright in the operating room for ten hours.

These ten hours are like the final test, whether it is mental or physical, it is a real test for the first group of young people who entered.

Some collapsed, looking at the endless ruins, looking at my hands and legs that have lost strength, crying, disappointment, really.

"Little baby, don't cry, without you, we people are dying, come and eat milk!" The surviving old grandmother held the canned food hidden in her bosom, tremblingly wanting to feed this milk To this quietly weeping soldier.

Except for her, everyone else in the family was buried below. This milk skin was the last thought she brought out from home! But looking at the soldier who was not a few years older than her grandson, the old grandma coaxed the child in front of her as if coaxing her own grandson!

Yes, especially these military nurses. When they put on their military uniforms and gowns, they are all military nurses. When they take off their military uniforms and gowns, they are just children, and they can act like a baby in the arms of their parents.

But now, the abrupt ten hours have made them suffer unimaginable sufferings for their peers.

Actually, let alone Wang Yanan, even Zhang Fan wanted to cry at this moment, really! It doesn't matter if Wang Yanan cries, but if Zhang Fan cries on the operating table at this time, the site will probably be greatly affected.

After Wang Yanan cried for a while, his mood inexplicably improved a lot. Really, all of a sudden, the pain is obviously reduced a lot.

To be honest, crying and menstruation are really the best magic weapon for women to maintain youth. Xue Fei, who was following the soldiers to find the survivors, was really kneeling this time and wanted to catch up with them.

In the past, he was just a little doctor, and he was the kind of person who blamed everyone, scolded the leader for being stupid, and scolded his colleagues for being lazy, and he was a smart person in the middle.

By chance, he became the leader at the mudslide and became the deputy director of the hospital's emergency center. Although he was the deputy, the director was about to retire, so he was the director of the hospital's emergency center.

For him now, the leader is wise, and his peers are hardworking. Therefore, now he not only wants to be a good doctor, but also sets an example for the doctors below.

Doctor Huaguo's rescue team is not the general president's army, brothers rush for me, this team is brothers and me rushing!

Xue Fei is so tired that he is about to call his mother, and he still has to work hard to act as a counselor for other young doctors.

He really wanted someone to counsel him too! Occasionally, when he could stop for a rest, he would ask himself again in his heart, "Playing mahjong, drinking tea, and flirting with old women, isn't it delicious? Why is it as tired as a donkey now!"

But after drinking the water, he still had to continue, to search for survivors, and to do first-hand treatment.

They are all ordinary people, and no one is born to be a hero who can save people from fire and water!

At dawn, when the morning star was hanging in the sky, there was a rumbling sound in the distance.

The people at the treatment point, as well as the doctors and nurses, subconsciously wanted to hide. Everyone thought there was another aftershock. Turns out, not quite right, the sound is continuous.

"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan, the road is cleared! The road is cleared!"

Overnight, Lao Gao seemed to be seven or eight years old, standing happily at the door of the operating room, like a child, with tears on his face, but he was so happy with a grin.

"It's here, it's finally here!" The big stone in Zhang Fan's heart finally fell.

The superior said ten hours, but in fact eight small roads will pass.

Vehicles, various teams, and people entered the disaster area in great numbers.

Ouyang was in charge of the second-level hospital, and Zhao Jingjin was in charge of surgery in the second-level hospital. At this time, Lao Ju rushed to the emergency treatment point with a large team of doctors.

"Zhang Yuan, we are here, please give an order quickly, we will start on the spot, or look for other places."

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