Chapter 661 - The People Of Sichuan Thank You
Countless vehicles and people traveled night and night. Xie Ning witnessed many things along the way. He kept on making phone calls. The communication in Chengdu City only broke down a few minutes after the earthquake started before quickly returning to normal. He had already noticed what the driver said. He found a friend in Chengdu to help him deal with the problem. If the goods were stopped at the highway intersection because they were overloaded, it would be a big joke. It was fine to imagine but would definitely feel like a big joke in the end. It definitely wasn't the sort of thing that would happen to someone as influential as Xie Ning. "Brother Ning, there's a TV station person conducting an interview here. It seems...they're someone from the Provincial Capital station," Xie Ning's friend from Chengdu said on the phone with some difficulty. Xie Ning's expression did not change in the slightest. He only gently told the person when they would arrive at the Chengdu Expressway toll station. After hanging up, Xie Ning imagined all the possible accidents that might have occurred. Aftershocks were incessant. The large trucks that carried more than ten tons were constantly jolting. Why did the people from the Provincial Capital TV station go there instead of being at the frontline? Was there martial law? No! His friends in Chengdu also did not mention this matter. What was going on... As he pondered on it, Xie Ning's cellphone let out a message notification. Countless thoughts were being quickly pieced together in his mind as he tried to find out the truth behind the problem. Xie Ning casually opened his phone to check his text message then. Taking a glance, Xie Ning was stunned. "The people of Sichuan thank you for your help." The content of the text message was very simple. Xie Ning, who had turned into a demon due to his experiences, suddenly felt that his surroundings were quiet. The annoying rumbling sound emitted by the big truck instantly disappeared without a trace, the only sound in his ears was the thumping of his heart. This was only the simplest of thanks. Xie Ning had heard it countless times in his life. However, there had never been a time where he could feel such sincere gratitude behind a text message. The voice of the text message sounded again, the operator asking for a 200 yuan fee to continue. At the same time, the driver of the large truck also received a text message of thanks and a charge for the call. He was also stunned. The two men with different identities, social statuses, and life experiences both fell silent after receiving the two text messages. The car drove very steadily, continuously moving forward in the silent night. Soon, they arrived at the expressway toll station. However, it was about two kilometers away still in Xie Ning's eyes... Countless private cars, trucks, oil tankers, and ambulances crowded outside the toll station. The ambulances were still okay as they moved slowly along the emergency lane. The other cars moved at an even slower speed. F*ck! Xie Ning sighed in his heart, opened the door, and jumped out of the truck. As he walked forward, Xie Ning wanted to take a look at the situation on the other side. After walking for about a hundred meters, he saw a Porsche next to him. The driver was a young man who was leaning against the door and smoking as he cursed. "Brother, where did you come from?" Xie Ning's gentle smile was especially infectious and gave people a sense of friendly familiarity. The young man looked at him and said, "Hangzhou." "You got here so fast." Xie Ning smiled. The young man looked depressed. He took out a box of cigarettes and shook it at Xie Ning. Xie Ning took one and lit it up. "What's the use of being fast? Who knew that even the aftershocks would be so heavy." The young man was especially depressed. He took a deep puff of his cigarette. Seeing Xie Ning's calm temperament, it was obvious that he was from a wealthy family. He looked at the huge vehicle with envy as he said, "Brother, you're really fast." "I was close. It took us one day and night to arrive here too," Xie Ning said as he smiled. "After I found out what happened, I drove straight here. I only found out one after another along the way... F*ck, the trunk was already filled with water. There wasn't even a box of instant noodles." The more he spoke, the more depressed he became. He simply vented his anger on the cigarette b.u.t.t. He took a deep puff, threw the cigarette b.u.t.t on the ground, and stamped it out. "How long have you been waiting?" Xie Ning asked the question that was long on his mind. "I've been waiting for half an hour and the toll station in front is no longer charging. I heard that they want to tear down the toll station to make the traffic flow faster. No one expected there to be so many cars. Look over there." The young man raised his hand and pointed at a row of oil tankers as he said, "I went to watch the show when I had nothing to do. Those oil tankers have Shaanxi license plates." Xie Ning smiled. "It would be great if we could find a private ambulance. The ambulance can go through the emergency lane and drive straight in." "Where are we going after we enter?" "The ambulance is going to Huaxi. I heard that the medical headquarters is located in Huaxi." The young man spilled all the beans. "The rest are in Tianfu Square. There are also a few delivery points for supplies." The convoy slowly moved forward. Xie Ning and the young man chatted for a while. When they saw the big truck approaching, they bade farewell and left. They met by chance. They did not even ask for each other's names. "There seems to be something wrong up ahead," the driver said to Xie Ning. "According to my experience, with such a long traffic flow, it will take at least four to five hours to get there." "The toll stations are all closed. Just drive straight there," Xie Ning said. "That's what I thought!" The driver slapped his t.h.i.g.h. Even so, the traffic was still very slow. It was like being on a return trip after a peak season holiday. However, the cars on this return trip came from all over the world, the many varying license plates too much to take in at once. After almost an hour, the van Xie Ning was in finally arrived at the toll booth. The toll booth was wide open and the cars slowly drove in. The camera was working and a few cameramen in vests recorded the traffic flow from different angles. When the van arrived, the cameramen were a little surprised. There were more than twenty overloaded trucks and none of their engines sounded right at this point. The problem of high-speed overloading had always been a problem and was not their responsibility. However, the cars that they saw there had clearly rushed over from wherever they came from. Even without the overloaded vehicles in front of them, many private cars only brought a few buckets of water before heading straight over. This was the first time they had seen such a 'premeditated' overloaded convoy. "This way, this way." A staff member guided the overloaded convoy to a widened lane. Taking advantage, a reporter ran directly to the side of the car and extended the microphone. "Master, where did you come from?" "Xi'an." The driver of the large truck had never seen such a scene before. He smiled foolishly and answered, not knowing what else to do. "Did you know that your truck is overloaded?" "I know. My truck is loaded with purified water. It looks like a lot but it's actually not much. It won't be a problem if the truck is overloaded." The driver was a little nervous. "So much water? How did you get so much?" The reporter was also stunned. The front of the truck was pulling two flat-panel trailers. They were covered with cloth and filled to the brim. "We emptied one of the Carrefour warehouses. There's more behind." The driver smiled foolishly. Under the staff's guidance, he slowly entered the city from a spacious driveway.
Chapter 662 - Using A Gastrointestinal Machine To Perform Interventional Hemostasis
The helicopter's propeller roared as a strong wind blew Zheng Ren's hair. It was the bearded pilot again. Although the rain was a little less, it did not stop. There were not many people who could land in such bad weather, with him being one of them who could. Under such circ.u.mstances, this was the only way to maintain a proper channel to transport life-saving supplies. However, he brought good news. It had been 30 hours since the earthquake and the nearest unit was not far from where they were However, he did not say what kind of casualties the unit had suffered and Zheng Ren did not ask. After unloading the helicopter's cargo and carrying the seriously injured people rescued by the medical staff onto the helicopter, the bearded pilot prepared to leave. "Comrade, I have written down the diagnosis and treatment for
each patient. There are also recommendations for follow-up treatment. Please make sure to explain the situation to the doctors at the rear." Zheng Ren did not mind being long-winded and reminded him seriously once again. "Don't worry." The bearded pilot had a heroic look on his face. He would definitely not forget things in such a serious situation. "By the way, I've reported to the frontline headquarters that you said you would mobilize all the nephrologists in the country to transport a large number of dialysis machines. The leaders attached great importance to it," the bearded pilot said. "The order from the frontline has been issued. In a few days, more than a thousand nephrologists will arrive one after another." Zheng Ren nodded. Although he was still worried, it was the only thing he could do. This batch of seriously injured patients were those with ruptured internal organs. They were bleeding profusely and in hemorrhagic shock. After the 'simple' surgery was done, they were sent to the hospital in the backlines for second-stage surgery. Then, they had to be treated with anti-infection and anti-shock treatment. As for the patients with severe grinding contusion who needed to amputate their limbs, their lives weren't as badly at risk so they could not board the helicopter yet. Because the supplies they brought with them contained a large amount of morphine, these injured people would not suffer too much. Zheng Ren wrote down the treatment process on paper very seriously. He did not have a lot that he could write on and Zheng Ren had even commandeered a female team member's facial tissue at some point. After the treatment process and the general treatment ideas, Zheng Ren could only write everything down as briefly as he could. There was only so much he could do. Zheng Ren put his legs together, raised his hand, and saluted. Although it was not standard, it was full of seriousness and passion. The bearded pilot returned the salute before stretching out his hand and clenching his fist, facing Zheng Ren directly. After a fist bump, he turned around and boarded the helicopter without hesitation. Seeing the helicopter slowly leave, Zheng Ren turned around and left. "Boss, do you know who he is?" Su Yun looked at Zhao Yunlong who was carrying a search and rescue dog in the distance, a smile appearing on his face. "The search and rescue dog?" Zheng Ren asked. "I mean the pilot. Search and rescue dogs are available in fire brigades everywhere. How would I know its name?" Su Yun said angrily. "I don't know. Do you?" Zheng Ren walked over quickly to the generator and wanted to help carry the diesel generator to the hospital ruins of the radiology department. "You could see his epaulets, boss. Don't you recognize them?" "No." Su Yun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Other than surgery, you really don't have any common sense." "It's enough for me to just know how to do surgery. If you know who he is, can you bring me the dual c-arm machine?" Zheng Ren said as he walked quickly. What he said made sense, but Su Yun was already used to Zheng Ren's seemingly reasonable attitude that was still full of complaints. Just as he was about to argue with him, he saw Zheng Ren start to move the generator with the others, so he could only go up and help. A small generator could not provide much power but it was better than nothing. Among the survivors, there was a professional electrician who was called to connect the generator to the gastrointestinal machine. As for the surgical supplies for interventional surgery, they did not take up much space. The bearded pilot directly brought over 20 sets. After installing the generator, Zheng Ren jumped into the vent where the people had been saved from. Su Yun did not hesitate and followed Zheng Ren in. "That bearded man's epaulets suggest he's a colonel. He's probably the head of the Aviation Regiment." Su Yun was still thinking about it. "The amount of X-ray from the gastrointestinal machine is quite large. You should go out." Zheng Ren said as if he did not hear Su Yun's words. "Huh? Why is there an extra set?" Su Yun replied with a disdainful smile on his face. He picked up a lead apron and put it on. However, Zheng Ren was already wearing one and another rested on the ground. He remembered that there were two sets when he was unloading the goods. "You remembered wrongly," Zheng Ren lied with a straight face without even blinking. Could it be that he was sleepy? Su Yun scratched his head. His body was severely exhausted. Even Su Yun, who had a photographic memory, began to doubt himself. "This is a gastrointestinal machine. The amount of thread is too much. You should go out," Zheng Ren said again in a serious manner. "As a flawless assistant, you want me to go out at this time? Tsk!" Su Yun seized the moment and began to get busy. Although he still doubted Zheng Ren's words, it did not affect his firm implementation. Zheng Ren did not stop Su Yun. The matter of the thread itself was not a big deal in the current situation. The building could collapse at any time as long as there was an aftershock of magnitude 6 and above. Although Zheng Ren found that the aftershocks were getting smaller and smaller, who could say anything about this kind of thing? Su Yun still had some complaints about risking his life to perform pelvic fracture hemostasis and thrombectomy. However, Zheng Ren firmly believed that it was not certain when this 'slightly lighter' batch of injured people could be sent back. Not to mention the pelvic fracture, the person would just die if the bleeding was not stopped. If the thrombectomy completely clogged the injured person's blood vessels while he needed to be amputated, the necrotic tissue would spread, decreasing their chances of survival once they were sent back. Therefore, he insisted again and again. The two of them were busy. After performing a simple disinfection and cleaning, the electrician connected the generator to the gastrointestinal machine. As the diesel generator roared, Zheng Ren turned on the gastrointestinal machine. Seeing the long-lost light and shadow, Zheng Ren missed it very much. The first patients were lying in the tent, waiting to take the helicopter back due to their injured pelvis. Their injuries were...serious but there was no organ rupture. The medical team could do nothing about it. The helicopter's carrying capacity was quite limited. Such patients could not directly board the helicopter. It was like boiling a frog in warm water... Both the captain of the military medical university and Zhao Yunlong knew this very well. However, no one could do anything about it. The heavily injured person was carefully sent down from the air vent. Zheng Ren and Su Yun worked together to put the heavily injured person on the gastrointestinal machine's examination bed before disinfecting him. The gastrointestinal machine's resolution was very poor, and the branches of the internal iliac artery were very thin. Zheng Ren held a flashlight in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and performed the surgery in a strange posture. Fortunately, his skill level was still high. One machine was needed every 30 to 40 minutes, and the patients who were in urgent need of surgery were dealt with as soon as possible. After that, a patient with relatively lighter injuries was sent in. The little girl was 15 years old. Her right foot had a grinding contusion, its surface black because of the necrosis caused by long-term ischemia. When she was sent down, she had just received an intravenous injection of morphine and her expression was a little blurry. "Uncle, what surgery are you going to do?" The little girl asked in a Sichuan dialect. Zheng Ren smiled and tried his best to calm her emotions. "The blood vessels on your injured foot are blocked. Let's try to open it up. If we can open up the blood vessels, you can go back and just treat the fractures." "That's great. Then can I still run in the future?" the little girl asked. "Yes, that's right."Zheng Ren began to adjust the gastrointestinal machine. Su Yun prepared the surgical supplies and then began to disinfect them.
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