Chapter 2410 Emergency Rescue... Chang Yue

After Zheng Ren rushed in, he saw Chang Yue lying on the ground with one hand forward, as if trying to grab something.

She was wearing pajamas, and the skin on her exposed hands and wrists was flushed, and red maculopapular rashes could be seen. Because of the prone position, the wheezing sound was low and rapid.

The system panel was so red that it was about to drip blood, and Zheng Ren's heart sank to the bottom with a bright diagnosis on it—anaphylactic shock!

Without systematic diagnosis, the three people present could tell that it was anaphylactic shock. Su Yun turned Chang Yue's body over, Zheng Ren held the phone in his hand, dialed 120 emergency, and shouted, "Where is the blade you used for training?"

"Bedside table!" Su Yun's voice was hoarse, the veins in his neck were full, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. He exhausted all his strength to say the word "bedside table".

As he spoke, he opened Chang Yue's mouth and took a brief look to make sure there were no foreign objects or a large amount of secretions.

Then put one hand on Chang Yue's forehead, pinch her nostrils with thumb and index finger, and hold her chin with the other hand to tilt her head back as much as possible to keep the airway open, then take a deep breath and open her mouth to close Chang Yue's mouth around.

As Chang Yue's chest was raised, after 1.5", Su Yun raised his head, took a deep breath of oxygen, and gave another artificial respiration.

After taking a second breath, he raised his head, loosened his hands pinching Chang Yue's nostrils, turned his face to the side, and placed his ears between Chang Yue's nose and mouth.

A sharp whistle came.

Laryngeal edema, airway spasm, obstructed breathing.

Xie Yi felt Chang Yue's pulse, and immediately said quickly: "The pulse is thin and fast, and the blood pressure is estimated to be around 70."

Su Yun's black hair fluttered slightly in front of his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on Chang Yue, with faint bloodshot eyes. However, he did not speak, and took another deep breath, and then performed artificial respiration according to the previous steps.

With the entry of fresh oxygen, Chang Yue's cyanotic lips were slightly relieved.

After 6 artificial respirations, Zheng Ren ran in with an incision bag and a blade in his hand.

Sterile blades in hand, ready for tracheostomy. Although there is no other equipment, it can only be done in an emergency. One more second is a second, as long as the ambulance arrives.

Fortunately, Su Yun usually trains surgery at home. Even though the equipment has bacteria, it is better than none.

Zheng Ren knelt on the left side of Chang Yue's body, staring at her system panel.

"Yi Ren, look at the elevator, the emergency patients will come up directly, don't waste time." Zheng Ren said calmly.

The Xie Yi people did not nod, did not speak, turned and ran. One slipper was missing, she didn't notice.

Stepping on the floor with her little white feet, she turned around and disappeared, and she went to call the elevator as fast as she could.

Chang Yue's blood pressure continued to drop, and symptoms of profuse sweating and a slow pulse appeared over time.

When the redness of the system panel reached its peak, it immediately began to turn white.

At the same time, Zheng Ren used the index finger and middle finger of his left hand to slide along the costal arch to the middle to the intersection of the costal arches on both sides, looking for the substernal notch.

Then place the index finger and middle finger horizontally above the substernal notch, and the middle of the sternum above the index finger is the compression area.

He put the heel of the other hand close to the index finger on the middle and lower 1/3 of Changyue's sternum, then took off the positioning hand, and put the heel of the palm on the back of the other hand, so that the fingers were lifted off the chest wall.

With both elbows straight, Zheng Ren's shoulders were centered above Chang Yue's sternum, and the shoulders and hands were kept vertical and pressed down forcefully to a depth of 5-6 cm, and the frequency of compressions was 100-120 times per minute.

Zheng Ren could feel the toughness of Chang Yue's sternum, and he kept making subtle strength adjustments on his own to avoid secondary injuries such as sternum and rib fractures. Zheng Ren, who has mastered the touch, no longer presses violently, and the rescue method is qualitatively different from before.

Time passed bit by bit, and every second felt like a year had passed.

The color of the Changyue system panel did not continue to fade. With the efforts of Zheng Ren and Su Yun, the most basic blood oxygen supply was barely maintained.

Zheng Ren listened attentively while performing chest compressions.

In addition to Chang Yue's wheezing sound between his mouth and nose, and Su Yun's heavy, flustered breathing, he was listening to the sound of the 120 ambulance.

How slow! Zheng Ren cursed viciously in his heart, he should have come running!

At this time, it was only 1′12″ away from his phone call.

Zheng Ren felt that the vision in front of him was a little pale, and he suddenly felt that his arms were numb and heavy.

He knew that with his physical fitness, this kind of situation would not happen if he performed chest compressions for half an hour to an hour. It is caused by too much tension, which leads to the excessive secretion of adrenaline and glucocorticoids in the body.

It's like a novice doctor coming to the stage, his movements are stiff, and he didn't expect this old driver to have such a time.

While maintaining a chest compression rate of at least 100 times per minute, Zheng Ren took a deep breath of air to calm himself down.

He glanced at Su Yun, Su Yun's face was pale, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, and he was trying to suppress his emotions so as not to lose control.

With the sound of the 120 ambulance in the distance, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered something in his heart. The community hospital is downstairs. If he went directly there to get the emergency medicine, it should be 1 or 2 minutes earlier...

Before he could regret it, the Shay people had already run in. First aid kit in hand, she exclaimed, "Adrenaline?"

"Adrenaline 0.5mg static push!" Zheng Ren was determined when he saw Yi Ren thinking that he had gone ahead.

Xie Yi opened the first aid kit, poured a medicine bottle, drew out adrenaline, and disinfected the area. The adrenaline was pushed into Chang Yue's veins intravenously.

"Dexamethasone 10mg, intravenous injection."

"Adrenaline 0.5 mg was administered intravenously again."

"Indwell the intravenous line, administer the epinephrine." Zheng Ren said.

"Dopamine, static push."

Following the sound of footsteps coming from the door, Zheng Ren shouted loudly, "Did you bring albuterol?"

"Boss Zheng, here!"

Tang Haitao trotted in, carrying an emergency first aid kit in one hand and a bottle of albuterol spray in the other.

"Promethazine, intramuscular injection."

"Dexamethasone, 10mg, IV."

Zheng Ren observed Chang Yue's changes, mainly through the color feedback of the system panel to decide the next rescue measures.

Adrenaline and glucocorticoids entered the blood circulation, and soon Chang Yue's airway spasm became much lighter.

The heart returned to its own rhythm, and Zheng Ren took his hand away from her breastbone.

The ECG monitor was installed, and the values ​​showed that Chang Yue's blood pressure was slightly lower, 80/40MMHg, blood oxygen saturation was 90%, and heart rate was 122 beats/min.

ECG showed sinus tachycardia.

Fortunately... Chang Yue was sprayed with albuterol, and seeing her breathing difficulties further eased, Zheng Ren heaved a sigh of relief.

"stretcher."