In this situation, everyone was tense, no one could pay attention to anyone else. They could only do their own jobs.
Xie Wanying pressed the fluid bag, bound like a sandbag, on top of the patient’s lower abdon.
The surface of the fluid bag was smooth, and the liquid inside moved around, unlike a sandbag that stays fixed easily. Xie Wanying had to use her own hands to press and stabilize the downward weight.
The patient’s blood pressure drop was a bit distressing, and the pressure on the abdon and Uterus wound might cause pain, prompting the body to move. Once the body moved, the pressure would disperse and beco ineffective.
"Don’t move!"
The patient couldn’t hear the doctor’s words.
With both hands only pressing the fluid bag, she had no third hand, which made her feel a bit anxious.
Just then, two other hands reached over, stabilizing the patient’s body from both sides, preventing movent.
Xie Wanying looked up and saw Student Geng’s tightly knitted brows, sweating profusely.
Such stabilization was difficult; Student Geng had it much tougher than her because he was taller and had to bend deeply in the ambulance to do this work.
"How about we see if we can adjust the position?" Xie Wanying pondered a more favorable solution.
"It’s fine, let’s stop the bleed first." Geng Yongzhe’s tone was slightly strained but his hands were unwavering.
His determination was clearly reflected on his stern and reserved face.
The boys in the class were all gentle people. Xie Wanying recalled Li Qi’an and Student Pan, they were all the sa.
The nurse and driver at the front glanced back at the situation, thinking it was bad.
The nurse understood that pressing a sandbag hardly did anything with the potential major hemorrhage looming, and the patient’s blood pressure visibly dropping.
If they were in the hospital, many ergency actions should be simultaneously implented right now. Administer drugs, transfuse blood, perform various tests to determine the cause of bleeding instead of blindly guessing here, and if necessary, move into an operating room to stop the bleed.
In the ambulance, their options were too limited. Apart from pressing the sandbag, the only possibility was increasing the patient’s oxygen volu.
They could only make a phone call back to the hospital to ask their doctors for instructions.
"Administer so oxytocin," said Doctor Zheng over the report.
"Don’t rush to administer it, find out what’s going on first." Doctor Peng, having learned from experience, appeared more cautious than Doctor Zheng, most afraid of amniotic fluid embolism, asking, "Is the blood volu large?"
"They are using fluid bags to compress the Uterus," the nurse explained the crude asures taken by the two rookies to Doctor Peng.
"A lot of bags need to be compressed." Doctor Peng knew this thod, asking, "How many have they compressed?"
Generally, it requires compressing sandbags weighing over 1.5kg, maintaining it for no less than four hours. Physical asures like sandbag compression are feared to be slower compared to drug administration.
"They’re using several bundled together, I can’t see how many bags they’ve used." As the nurse spoke and looked back, the nightti visibility was not optimal.
The rush made them forget to bring sandbags onto the vehicle. There was only an ergency kit on the ambulance; no way to load a pile of fluids onto the vehicle.
Honestly, the nurse said, "I honestly think this kind of compression isn’t very effective. Doctor Peng, administer so oxytocin."
Doctor Peng didn’t give up just yet, instructing the nurse, "Have Xie Wanying listen to the phone."
Doctor Zheng grumbling beside, questioning them, "It’s been half an hour, hasn’t it? Why haven’t you reached Fang Ze yet?"
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