Veteran new police officer

After Wang Yan called her old leader, she sat alone in the living room, feeling particularly solemn.

Director Yang's previous call to report the situation reminded her of Cheng Wenming's accident that year. "Han Bing" burst into tears and even spoke incoherently. Cheng Wenming's lover, Lin Xinxia, ​​was heartbroken and cried heartbreakingly.

She was equally uncomfortable, but as the only female police officer in the station at that time, not only could she not hold her head and cry with Lin Xinxia, ​​but she also had to comfort Lin Xinxia. She even had to rush Lin Xinxia to the city bureau so that she could rush there with the leaders of the city bureau's political department and the criminal police detachment. Nishikawa.

In his first year as deputy director of the Si Gang Public Security Bureau, an auxiliary police officer died in the line of duty.

The political commissar of the director felt that female comrades had an advantage over male comrades in doing ideological work for relatives, so he asked her to be responsible for providing compensation and remediation. Later, he sent away a police station chief who became ill and died at his job due to overwork.

Unexpectedly, he was "relegated to the second line". He was transferred to the city bureau to serve as the leader of the detachment in name only. He also had to do this kind of work that no one wanted to do, and he couldn't find an excuse to refuse.

After all, the young man's working relationship is with the detention detachment. As the detachment leader, she can't give in and must come forward!

A very good and capable young man, why did something happen to him?

If his girlfriend knew about it, she would definitely cry like Lin Xinxia back then. If his parents knew...

Wang Yan didn't dare to think anymore, took several deep breaths, picked up her cell phone and dialed Cheng Wenming's number.

"Lao Cheng, how are the conditions of Wang Yan and Xiao Han?"

"have no idea."

"When did you enter the operating room? How long will this operation take?"

Cheng Wenming raised his arm and looked at his watch: "It's been an hour and a half since I went in. As for how long this operation will take, I just called Zhang Mengcheng from the criminal police detachment and asked him to ask the doctor, but he didn't know the result. "

Wang Yan asked: "Which doctor did you ask?"

Cheng Wenming said helplessly: "It must be the doctor outside the operating room. The operation is in progress. No one can enter the operating room!"

The biggest fear is not knowing anything.

Wang Yan held her forehead with her hands and pinched her temples and asked, "It's impossible not to know where the gun was shot and where it might have been injured."

"The third and fourth intercostal space on the left chest is... the location of the heart."

Cheng Wenming subconsciously covered his chest, and tears of disappointment welled up again.

Wang Yan took a breath and was silent for a while before whispering: "Lao Cheng, I am the leader of his unit, and you are his direct superior now. It's okay if he can get through this. If he can't, it won't matter. His relatives will definitely come looking for us."

The young man was shot, but the reconnaissance mission continues!

Cheng Wenming flipped through the constantly updated messages on his spare phone and subconsciously asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"He is injured, and his relatives will definitely want to rush to him as soon as possible. If he really... really fails to pass this test, his relatives will definitely want to see him for the last time. Anyway, we can't hide this kind of thing, We can’t let people see just one photo in the end.”

Wang Yan couldn't talk any more, her heart was as sharp as a knife, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Cheng Wenming weighed it up and wiped away his tears: "Notifying him now will only frighten his parents and Xiaoyue, and besides, there are no flights here right now. It's better to wait until dawn, wait for the operation to be completed, wait I'll wait until I get the exact news."

"But……"

"Don't worry, besides, even if his family can come over overnight, they won't be able to see him. He came back from abroad. I heard Zhang Mengcheng said that the hospital took epidemic prevention and control into consideration, and the medical staff wore protective clothing and entered the operating room to perform surgery on him. .”

Cheng Wenming paused and added: "If God bless and the operation is successful, after leaving the operating room, they will be sent directly to the isolation ICU ward. Medical staff must take precautions when entering. How can they allow relatives to visit? Let alone having relatives accompany you.”

Wang Yan didn't ask any more questions, just left "Notify me of any news as soon as possible" and then hung up the phone silently.

…

People's Hospital operating room, waiting area for relatives.

Zhang Mengcheng, wearing a mask and a dirty one-piece protective suit, had been sitting on a bench waiting anxiously for more than three hours.

If you don't go to the hospital, you don't know how busy the medical staff are. In this small county-level people's hospital, four surgeries are being performed at the same time tonight alone.

A caesarean section, acute appendicitis, a car accident, and Han Xin who was undergoing emergency rescue.

Judging from the LCD screen on the wall, there will be seven surgeries after dawn, and they are all major surgeries such as tumor removal.

Unlike the patient's relatives waiting together, he did not need to sign a bunch of consent forms and informed consent forms before the operation, and the doctor did not call him to talk and sign during the operation.

Han Keng's injuries were so serious that in the words of the doctor, he was a "dying patient"!

Now we are racing against time. The most skilled surgeons, anesthetists and nurses in the hospital are fighting for lives in the operating room. The leaders of the headquarters and the county bureau leaders have already given the hospital enough authorization, asking them to boldly rescue people. , don’t have any scruples.

Just when he was nervous and wanted to smoke, a nurse walked out of the operating room holding a newborn crying baby and called the family members of the fifteenth bed.

"It's a boy. He weighs seven pounds and two taels. You should take a look first."

"Thank you nurse, where is my wife?"

"The adults won't be able to come out for a while. Just leave one person to wait here. The others will take the baby and go back to the ward to wait. The baby is hungry and there should be some milk powder. Feed him some milk when he gets to the ward, but don't feed him too much..."

Weighing seven pounds and two taels, he is really a big fat boy, and he cries loudly.

Political Commissar Yu from the county bureau wanted to go over and take a look, but considering that social distance must be maintained during the epidemic, and the resistance of newborn babies is definitely not as good as that of adults, he simply turned back and said: "Zhang Da, don't worry about your colleagues, just take a look , this is a good sign.”

Zhang Mengcheng calmed down and said quickly: "You are right, it is a good sign. Xiao Han will be fine."

Just as he was talking, political commissar Hang from the border management brigade, who had just taken a call and went downstairs, came back with a wet black backpack in his hand.

"Lao Hang, what are you doing?" Political Commissar Yu raised his head curiously.

"Political Commissar, Zhang Da, it's not convenient to talk here. Let's go over there and talk."

"OK."

Zhang Mengcheng followed the returning political commissar Hang into the fire staircase, and closed the fire door. He saw a stainless steel trash can in the corner. The ashtray on the trash can was filled with cigarette butts, and there were no cameras installed in the corridor. He couldn't bear it. He kept taking out cigarettes.

Political Commissar Hang is also a senior smoker, but at this moment he declined his kindness and solemnly raised the bag in his hand: "Zhang Da, this is Comrade Han Xin's bag. He was pulling it in the car before, and the car was parked opposite the boundary pole. Investigator It was delivered when delivering the suspect's belongings. After Sun Zhi saw the package, he immediately arranged for someone to deliver it here and entrusted me to deliver it to you."

Now it is Han Keng’s personal belongings, but maybe it is Han Keng’s relic!

Zhang Mengcheng couldn't care less about smoking. His hands were shaking slightly. He wanted to take it but didn't dare to take it.

Political Commissar Hang could understand his mood at this moment, but now he had a more important situation to report. He did not rush to hand over the bag to him, but pointed to a hole on the outside of the bag and said: "Sun Zhi saw After Bao suspected that it was a bullet hole, he asked the investigators about the situation at that time through the comrades of our detachment’s investigation team.

The result was what he expected. According to the investigators who were at the scene at the time, it was raining heavily at that time. Comrade Han Xin was worried that the power bank and solar charging board in the bag would get wet, so he carried the bag on his chest. The bullet passed through the poncho, penetrated the change of clothes in the bag, and then hit him. "

Zhang Mengcheng reacted: "The warhead was blocked by the bag and the change of clothes in the bag. It was not as powerful as before, so the warhead was stuck in the body and did not penetrate!"

Political Commissar Hang nodded slightly, then pointed to his chest after thinking about it: "Although it was cushioned by the bag and the change of clothes in the bag, I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. After all, the warhead is here, and it must not be easy to get."

At this time, you need to stay calm!

Political Commissar Yu quickly took out his cigarette and distributed it while pretending to be relaxed and said: "Don't worry, the surgeon, Director Huang, is the highest-level thoracic surgeon in the People's Hospital and the first knife in the People's Hospital. He is nicknamed Huang Yida. I don’t know how many heart bypass surgeries I have to do every year, so it will definitely be fine with him here.”

"That's true. My mother-in-law had an operation the year before last, and he was the one who helped perform the surgery."

…

Zhang Mengcheng doesn't know "Huang Yidao", but now he can only place his hope on "Huang Yidao".

Just as he was lighting up his cigarette, taking out his cell phone, and preparing to report the latest situation to Cheng Wenming and Director He who were rushing here, Political Commissar Yu's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, Dean Yang, it's me, you came here in person, thank you so much, thank you so much... Okay, okay, we'll be there right away!"

"Political Commissar Yu, who is it?"

"Dean, he asked someone to come to us. He called us when he saw that we were not in the waiting area. Hurry over there. He is waiting for us."

Just now, Zhang Mengcheng was anxiously waiting for news from the operating room. Now that the director called and asked him to go, Zhang Mengcheng suddenly did not dare to go, for fear of hearing bad news.

Although the director of the People's Hospital and the principal of the county senior high school are not very high-ranking, they are the most respected people in the county. County leaders must be polite when they see them.

County leaders who are transferred from outside are not that big of a deal. In the eyes of others, county leaders who are born and raised here are really family members of patients and parents of students!

Political Commissar Yu did not dare to keep the dean waiting for a long time, so he took Zhang Mengcheng, who had just put out his cigarette, to find a doctor who was looking for them, and then followed the doctor into an office not far from the waiting area.

Superiors attach great importance to the patients being rescued, and even senior political and legal officials have personally called to inquire.

Dean Yang ignored the pleasantries and asked them to sit down while saying bluntly: "Three of you, although I can't enter the operating room, I just watched for a while next door with several chief physicians and deputy chief physicians. Surgery video.”

"I know there must be surveillance in your operating room." Political Commissar Yu fumed in a hurry.

Zhang Mengcheng quietly dialed Cheng Wenming's phone number, and his nervous little heart was beating loudly as he sat beside him.

Dean Yang does not smoke, let alone take the lead in smoking in the hospital. He politely declined the kindness of political commissar Yu and said solemnly: "The injured person's injury is very serious. We found by playing back the rescue video that his heartbeat increased when he was carried to the operating table. stopped.

When encountering such a dying patient, if a series of auxiliary examinations such as CT are performed as usual, the rescue opportunity will definitely be delayed, so every second counts! "

"What happened next?" Political Commissar Yu asked eagerly.

"Director Li, you have watched the first half of the operation through surveillance. You know the situation best. You can introduce it to the two political commissars."

"OK."

The doctor standing next to him adjusted his glasses and said slowly: "Director Huang's treatment was very decisive. Seeing that the patient was dying, he immediately made an anterolateral incision in the fourth intercostal space on the left side of the patient and performed an emergency thoracotomy for exploration. The patient was found There was about 1800 ml of blood in the left chest cavity, the heart was enlarged and purple, and there was a 0.5 cm tear on the front and side wall of the pericardium, covered with clots.

So the pericardium was cut, the packed blood and clots were cleaned, and then the heart was squeezed in the chest, that is, the heart was gently kneaded with hands. After about two minutes of squeezing, the patient's heart returned to beating on its own. "

My heartbeat has stopped again, and I feel like my heart is squeezing in my chest. I feel scared just thinking about it!

Cheng Wenming held up his cell phone and was secretly frightened. Director He, who was sitting next to him, clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly, not even daring to take a breath.

Director Li paused and continued: "After the patient's heart returned to its own rhythm, Director Huang conducted further exploration and found that the patient had a 0.5 cm tear in the left ventricle and a 0.5 cm tear in the left pulmonary vein.

Immediately apply finger pressure to control the spurting of blood, quickly suture the left ventricle with No. 4 sutures, and repair the pulmonary veins with non-damaging sutures. Then three channels of rapid blood transfusion and infusion were performed. After intensive rescue, the patient's blood pressure gradually increased. "

Political Commissar Yu asked eagerly: "So the operation was successful and the operation has been completed?"

"No, it's not as simple as you said."

Director Li was also eye-opening tonight. He took a deep breath and continued: "The previous rescue and the previous surgery, just like what Dean Yang just said, every second counts. There was no time before, and considering that he had lost consciousness, Director Huang was not anesthetized during the thoracotomy, exploration and repair.

Now that the patient is under anesthesia, and the anesthesia has basically stabilized, Director Huang and the others are re-sterilizing the drapes, changing surgical gowns and gloves, suturing and repairing the crack in the left upper lung, and loosely suturing the pericardium to leave a window.

It is necessary to flush the chest cavity, check whether there is active bleeding, whether the lungs are well inflated, and whether there is air leakage. After that, a Pioneer Gram should be inserted, a chest tube should be placed, and then the chest should be closed, which is to perform the final suturing. "

Seeing the three policemen looking at each other and not daring to speak, Dean Yang took over the conversation: "There was not only a penetrating injury to the heart, but also damage to the pulmonary veins and lung tissue. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time for rescue. If he had been sent to the ambulance three to five minutes later, he would have been injured. Or if the patient is sent to our hospital three to five minutes late, then there will be no need to continue the operation."

Zhang Mengcheng came over slowly and asked anxiously: "Dean Yang, do you mean you have been rescued?"

Dean Yang touched the corner of his mouth and whispered: "The operation is still in progress. The first half of the operation was successful. The patient's condition is stable. There should be no problems in the second half of the operation. But can it really be rescued? And We don’t know how well we can recover after surgery, and we can’t make any guarantees.”

Director Li added: "Patients like this need hibernation, ice pillows, intracranial pressure lowering treatment, adrenocortical hormones and other drugs for brain resuscitation after surgery, and even need tracheotomy, blood transfusion, nasogastric nutrition, etc. A series of anti-infective treatments are administered.”

"Brain resuscitation, he was shot in the chest, what does it have to do with the brain?"

"What does the heart do? The heart supplies blood! The patient's heart stopped twice, so much blood was produced, and the pulmonary veins and lung tissue were damaged. The blood supply and oxygen supply to the brain were seriously insufficient. How come it has nothing to do with the brain!"

Zhang Mengcheng asked nervously: "Director Li, are you saying that it is possible to become a vegetative state?"

Director Li scratched his neck, hesitated and said, "Now we can confirm that the heart should be able to be resuscitated. Next, we will see how well the brain is resuscitated."

Zhang Mengcheng asked anxiously: "How can we see it and when can we see it?"

"It depends on the next seven days. If the patient's consciousness can gradually wake up within seven days after the operation, there will be no big problem. However, after the patient regains consciousness, he needs to strengthen language training and physical function exercises."

"You can't speak even after you wake up?"

"Suffering such a serious gunshot wound and undergoing such a major operation, recovery is not that easy. It requires a process."