The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 693: Which G.o.d Has Arrived?

No, he had to go and take a look.

Chief Chen had already made up his mind before he walked down the stairs.

He did it even though it was already dark, the aftershocks were incessant, and he was already too old to partic.i.p.ate in interventional surgery.

Even though he knew that, he could still use his many years of clinical experience to check and fill in the gaps.

The hospital was too busy. It was so busy that all the doctors were up in the operating theatres performing surgery. After the surgery, the patients could only be looked at by the doctors who came down to rest or handed over to the internal medicine doctors who came to support them.

The number of surgeries had reached a certain extent. It was almost impossible to finish the surgery without a break.

At times like this, making mistakes were common.

No matter what they did, as long as they could do something, it would be good.

The thin and shriveled figure became faster and faster. It was as if the rheumatism and arthritis he had suffered for so many years no longer existed.

It was as if he had returned to his youth. Even if his hot blood spilled onto this piece of land, so what?

Going downstairs and getting into the car his son was driving, Chief Chen said, “Let’s go to the hospital in Pengxi Village.”

“Dad, what are you trying to do?” Chief Chen’s son was puzzled.

He was almost 50 years old and tired after being tortured for so long. Furthermore, his old man was over 70 years old. What would he do if something bad happened to him?

Although he looked strong, he had a lot of underlying ailments that old people usually had.

“I told you to go, so go. So much nonsense!” Chief Chen had a bad temper. He had not been sleeping well recently. In addition, he had seen countless injured people being sent to Chengdu so he was agitated and irritable.

His son had no choice but to start the car and rush to Pengxi Village that night.

Along the way, Chief Chen kept thinking about the situation in Pengxi Village and what had happened.

It had already exceeded the scope of common medical knowledge.

Maybe Huaxi’s intervention department had brought over more than half of their mid-tier doctors to Pengxi Village as an outpost for emergency surgery… Furthermore, the hospital in Pengxi Village had been renovated in the past year… Otherwise, it was impossible for them to send so many patients to Chengdu Provincial Hospital in less than a day.

Even so, it was absolutely impossible!

Chief Chen was most afraid that he would be so busy that they would be swamped with work. He would mistakenly report the condition of the injured and in the end, it would lead to heavy casualties.

It would be a pity if the people he saved with great difficulty really died because of these omissions.

Chief Chen knew that his eyes were blurry, his legs were not agile, and his hands were shaking. He could go into a surgical room at all.

In that case, he would go and take a look. He had to do his part and do his best. Otherwise, he would not be able to sleep at home.

The night was endless. On the road leading to Pengxi village, there was an endless stream of cars.

There were ambulances and all kinds of military and fire-fighting officers and soldiers who came to Chengdu. Without waiting, they went straight to the frontline.

Although the aftershocks were endless, nothing could stop them.

There were also many private cars and taxi owners who rushed to the frontline to see what they could do.

Chief Chen had nothing to talk about with his son. He was not a doctor so he could not understand many things even if he told him.

Chief Chen was silent the whole way. He had a lot on his mind.

There were many cars and more people on the road. It was more crowded than usual.

However, things were still good. Although the traffic was slow, they could still move forward.

When they arrived at Pengxi Village Hospital, Chief Chen got off the car and went straight to the emergency department. His son wanted to get out to support him but was pushed away by him.

What kind of joke was this? Supporting him? Could it be that the doctors here had to treat him as a patient or an injured person?

He was here to contribute, not to cause trouble.

However, the situation in Pengxi Township Hospital surprised Chief Chen. Things here were still good. It was orderly and not as chaotic as he had imagined.

In his imagination, the hospital corridor should be filled with wounded people. The doctors and nurses had messy hair and were constantly changing liquids as they patrolled the ward. Outside the hospital, there should be continuous wails and all kinds of traffic jams.

However, he saw that there were rows of temporary tents set up in the hospital compound. The injured that were sent down from the frontline were sent directly to the hospital for emergency treatment. The lightly injured were first placed in the tents and waiting for treatment.

Other than the tents, there were two rows of cars lined up in an orderly manner. One row was less, it was the first-aid ambulance. The other row was a long line of volunteer cars that mainly consisted of taxis and private cars.

Chief Chen observed for a few minutes and found that the seriously injured were sent to the first-aid ambulance while the lightly injured were sent to the volunteer convoy.

Their management wasn’t bad. At this time, it was still orderly and indeed beyond expectations.

He drove his son to the side of the volunteer convoy. He could not make a trip empty-handed. It was also good to pull a few lighter injured people back.

As for himself, Chief Chen planned to observe for a day.

He did not walk directly into the hospital. Instead, he followed the flow of people to the reception and triage of the injured people who had come down from the frontline.

Everyone was busy. No one noticed that there was an old man.

Chief Chen watched quietly. Each of the injured people had a wristband with a number written on it. A professional was responsible for entering the information into the computer.

At the same time, a few doctors who did not look like local doctors from Pengxi Village did a physical examination. They wrote down what tests needed to be done by hand, and volunteers sent the wounded to the corresponding departments.

As for the seriously injured, they were first treated with fluids, blood collection, and examinations. Those who could be treated were treated on the spot. Those who could not be treated were carried to the first-aid ambulance waiting outside and sent to Chengdu.

This place was really not bad. He approved of it very much in his heart.

Chief Chen nodded and turned around to walk toward the interventional surgery department.

A year ago, he had been invited by Chief Jiang. In the entire province, Chief Chen still had a rather high academic status.

He knew where the interventional surgery department was so he did not need volunteers to guide him.

When he found the interventional surgery department, he took a glance at it first.

Compared to a year ago, there were no changes.

The only difference was that outside the interventional surgery room, there were countless military beds. Patients were lying on them and beside them were simple drip trays.

However, most of these temporary extra beds were empty and only about ten patients were lying on them.

The door of the operating theater was left ajar. Chief Chen looked at it for a few minutes before a stretcher trolley was pushed out from inside.

There was a seriously injured person lying on the stretcher. He was obviously a patient suffering hemorrhagic shock. Chief Chen judged that this should be a post-operative patient with a severe pelvic fracture and a retroperitoneal hematoma.

There was a plastic bag on the chest of the injured person. It was tied very tightly and there was a piece of paper inside.

Just like the patient Chief Chen saw at Chengdu Provincial Hospital, he could guess what was written on it—the time of the consultation, the vital signs at that time, the treatment done, the blood type of the injured person, and how much blood was transfused, and so on.

Chief Chen was very moved by the fact that he did not panic despite being so busy.

After the injured was sent out, Chief Chen quickly made way for him.

When Chief Jiang saw the old man, he hurriedly rubbed his eyes in disbelief. But after he confirmed that it was really Chief Chen, he quickly walked over and asked in puzzlement, “Chief Chen? Why are you here?”

“Little Jiang, how many surgeries have you performed here?”

“Over ten hours, we’ve done forty-five.” Chief Jiang’s face was filled with fatigue but he still remembered the number clearly.

After all, the most serious injury was the pelvic fracture. It was impossible for there to be a large number of patients. Many of them would have ruptured organs.

A small number of these patients would be operated on by Huaxi’s doctors in Pengxi Village Hospital, but the number of surgeries was limited. Most of them would not stay in Pengxi Village. They would be tested for their blood type and given blood. After that, they would be taken by the first-aid ambulance to Huaxi and Chengdu Provincial Hospital for emergency surgery.

“So many? Which G.o.d has arrived in this hospital?”