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Seventy two hours is the dividing line of rescue. Every minute and second during this period is precious to the wounded. On the first day (i.e. within 24 hours), the survival rate of rescued personnel is about 90%; On the second day, the survival rate was 50% - 60%; On the third day, the survival rate was 20% - 30%.
The first day has passed. The PLA and armed police forces stationed in the disaster area have invested more than 10000 people. As the rain cleared, the air force also sent several helicopters into the disaster area. Search and rescue dogs, life detectors and all available equipment have been used.
After the first 24 hours, almost all the wounded sent up needed the cooperation of various departments. The medical area is also full of various tensions, because after the first day, many patients have died.
It's not that doctors don't try their best. They want to become thousand hand Guanyin. The reality is cruel. Often many people leave the world forever without time for treatment.
In the corner of the operating car, Zhang Fan curled up with a flower towel to wipe sweat on his face. The operation has just finished. At this time, he takes the time to rest. There is no way that anesthesiologists, nurses and assistants can rotate. The chief surgeon is too short and can only insist.
There is no time to be sad, no time to sigh. Dozing is the most thing in the world that people can temporarily forget everything. Zhang Fan drooled and fell asleep in an instant. He didn't even have a dream. Other personnel in the operating car should work as quietly as possible.
"How many hours has he been running?" The vice president outside quietly put his head in and whispered that although the chief surgeon could not be replaced, the leaders of the triage of the wounded still wanted to do * * so that these people could take time to have a rest.
"30 hours." The nurse's shift handover has taken the continuous working time of the chief surgeon as the shift handover procedure.
"OK, let him sleep for an hour first. Ah, I'll try again. " We can't do it anymore. The vice president also knows that if we do it again, these doctors will definitely have the possibility of sudden death.
Zhang Fan had just slept for an hour when he was awakened by the patient outside. He shook his head and washed his face.
"What patient?" It is estimated that it is due to the lack of sleep. Zhang Fan's feet are not high enough. He walks like a drunk.
"Abdominal trauma! This patient is a relatively minor one. The vice president said to send it to you. Let you have a simple operation and have a rest! "
"Well! OK, come up. " Zhang Fan said in a hurry. The patient was carried up, followed by Zhang Fan's assistant. The municipal hospital has almost emptied Ouyang. Patients who can be discharged have been discharged as soon as possible. Those who can not be discharged have also been concentrated to let a limited number of doctors receive treatment. Other surgeons have begun to rotate.
However, the injuries in the disaster area are too complex, almost all of them are compound injuries. Generally, doctors in a single department can't get them at all, so Zhang Fan, who has very comprehensive surgical skills, is the most tired one.
It was a young patient. Life is big. Because there are guests at home, he sleeps in an old house. The old house is a thin soil embryo house, and the beams are paved with bamboo. Therefore, his injury is relatively minor, that is, the fracture of both lower limbs.
As time goes by, fewer and fewer wounded are rescued. Even if they are rescued, they have not undergone surgery, or the rescue effect is getting worse and worse.
"Prepare to evacuate!" In a tent in the treatment area, Ouyang was having a meeting with the heads of the government and the army, and a leader was speaking.
"More than seventy hours have passed now. There are very few wounded who can survive. Now our focus is not here, but the follow-up work. "
"Well, get ready to evacuate. Leaving a professional disaster relief team, other units began to evacuate slowly. Please ask the person in charge of each unit to go down and do a good job in evacuation. "
"Yes!" The leaders got up one after another.
In fact, when the time entered 50 hours, the wounded began to decline from the peak, and the rescue efficiency became lower and lower. When all units were ready to evacuate, the soldiers in the disaster area issued a cry of surprise.
"There are people and signs of life. Come on, here!" With the deepening of the excavation, the more the bottom layer, the more there are no survivors. When everyone is about to lose hope, there may be hope again.
"Come on, dig! Come on! " The soldiers began to dig like perpetual motion machines.
"This is a cellar!" Dig, dig, someone will see why.
"Yes, I hope the survivor can survive." Because the time is too long, we almost dare not report any hope.
The cellar in the northwest is an L-shape, that is, first dig straight for about two meters, and then turn to the parallel ground and start digging inward. Because this can ensure that the vegetables and fruits stored in winter will not be frozen.
"I see! I saw it! This turning cellar has not collapsed! Come on! Let's work harder and open a little more. " The people around are very excited. For such a long time, there are no survivors.
When the soldiers dug big openings, a soldier immediately jumped down. Crawling in, wearing miner's lamps on their heads, they almost held their breath and looked forward to looking at the hole.
People, after all, still yearn for beauty. Who doesn't want to hear or see good news? After all, most people still have sunshine. The waiting time is only a few minutes, but the people standing around are as slow as centuries.
Slowly, slowly, the soldier came out backward, first feet, then legs, body and arms. The people around opened their eyes and looked.
Finally, the soldier came out backwards. It's a seven or eight year old girl. When the little girl saw the sun and the crowd, "Wow!" He burst into tears.
After seeing the little girl, the surviving villagers held their breath smoothly. Listening to the little girl's cry, these villagers also began to cry, and then an aunt jumped down directly.
"Nizi! Niko! Don't cry, don't cry! Where do you feel sick? Tell me! " Aunt said she didn't cry. In fact, she shed more tears than anyone else.
"Oh, where's my mother?" The toothless little girl choked and asked.
"Your mother, there, there, Nizi!" Aunt said, her lips trembling more and more, and she couldn't speak.
"Come on, let the doctor check." At this time, a doctor hurried down.
"I'm hungry, I'm thirsty! The raw potato in the cellar is finished. " The little girl was still placed by the doctor, but she couldn't help saying.
"OK, I'll give it to you now. Slow down! Drink some water first. " As he spoke, the doctor fed the child a little sugar and salt water, then gave the nurse a wink and directly started intravenous infusion.
The baby is dehydrated!
"Nizi, how did you get down to the cellar?" The aunt in front, holding the stretcher, followed one side and slowly stroked the child's hair with her hand.
"When I peed in the middle of the night, my mother took me out to pee. As a result, when I peed half, I heard a rumble. My mother pushed me into the cellar and shouted to let me climb in,
Then she said to call my father. Then you can't see anything. I cried loudly and shouted loudly. No one paid attention to me. I couldn't see anything. Later, I was very hungry and ate the raw potato in the cellar. I'll never eat raw potato without washing again. Don't tell my mother! " The little girl opened her teeth and mouth, slightly tilted the corners of her mouth and looked at her aunt like a spoiled girl.
"OK. Nizi, don't say anything, don't say anything. " Tear avalanche! Aunt burst into tears.
"Sister, have you seen or heard? Your baby is fine. You can go and rest assured. I will be her mother in the future. Our mother will live well. You must bless her! " She raised her head, looked at the sky, said silently in her heart, and then tears flowed directly into her mouth!
The doctors protect the little girl like a national treasure. All the monitoring shows that the little girl is normal!
"Miracle, miracle of life, miracle of maternal love!" Ouyang looked at the little girl and said with emotion.
Hope, this is hope!
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Seventy two hours is the dividing line of rescue. Every minute and second during this period is precious to the wounded. On the first day (i.e. within 24 hours), the survival rate of rescued personnel is about 90%; On the second day, the survival rate was 50% - 60%; On the third day, the survival rate was 20% - 30%.
The first day has passed. The PLA and armed police forces stationed in the disaster area have invested more than 10000 people. As the rain cleared, the air force also sent several helicopters into the disaster area. Search and rescue dogs, life detectors and all available equipment have been used.
After the first 24 hours, almost all the wounded sent up needed the cooperation of various departments. The medical area is also full of various tensions, because after the first day, many patients have died.
It's not that doctors don't try their best. They want to become thousand hand Guanyin. The reality is cruel. Often many people leave the world forever without time for treatment.
In the corner of the operating car, Zhang Fan curled up with a flower towel to wipe sweat on his face. The operation has just finished. At this time, he takes the time to rest. There is no way that anesthesiologists, nurses and assistants can rotate. The chief surgeon is too short and can only insist.
There is no time to be sad, no time to sigh. Dozing is the most thing in the world that people can temporarily forget everything. Zhang Fan drooled and fell asleep in an instant. He didn't even have a dream. Other personnel in the operating car should work as quietly as possible.
"How many hours has he been running?" The vice president outside quietly put his head in and whispered that although the chief surgeon could not be replaced, the leaders of the triage of the wounded still wanted to do * * so that these people could take time to have a rest.
"30 hours." The nurse's shift handover has taken the continuous working time of the chief surgeon as the shift handover procedure.
"OK, let him sleep for an hour first. Ah, I'll try again. " We can't do it anymore. The vice president also knows that if we do it again, these doctors will definitely have the possibility of sudden death.
Zhang Fan had just slept for an hour when he was awakened by the patient outside. He shook his head and washed his face.
"What patient?" It is estimated that it is due to the lack of sleep. Zhang Fan's feet are not high enough. He walks like a drunk.
"Abdominal trauma! This patient is a relatively minor one. The vice president said to send it to you. Let you have a simple operation and have a rest! "
"Well! OK, come up. " Zhang Fan said in a hurry. The patient was carried up, followed by Zhang Fan's assistant. The municipal hospital has almost emptied Ouyang. Patients who can be discharged have been discharged as soon as possible. Those who can not be discharged have also been concentrated to let a limited number of doctors receive treatment. Other surgeons have begun to rotate.
However, the injuries in the disaster area are too complex, almost all of them are compound injuries. Generally, doctors in a single department can't get them at all, so Zhang Fan, who has very comprehensive surgical skills, is the most tired one.
It was a young patient. Life is big. Because there are guests at home, he sleeps in an old house. The old house is a thin soil embryo house, and the beams are paved with bamboo. Therefore, his injury is relatively minor, that is, the fracture of both lower limbs.
As time goes by, fewer and fewer wounded are rescued. Even if they are rescued, they have not undergone surgery, or the rescue effect is getting worse and worse.
"Prepare to evacuate!" In a tent in the treatment area, Ouyang was having a meeting with the heads of the government and the army, and a leader was speaking.
"More than seventy hours have passed now. There are very few wounded who can survive. Now our focus is not here, but the follow-up work. "
"Well, get ready to evacuate. Leaving a professional disaster relief team, other units began to evacuate slowly. Please ask the person in charge of each unit to go down and do a good job in evacuation. "
"Yes!" The leaders got up one after another.
In fact, when the time entered 50 hours, the wounded began to decline from the peak, and the rescue efficiency became lower and lower. When all units were ready to evacuate, the soldiers in the disaster area issued a cry of surprise.
"There are people and signs of life. Come on, here!" With the deepening of the excavation, the more the bottom layer, the more there are no survivors. When everyone is about to lose hope, there may be hope again.
"Come on, dig! Come on! " The soldiers began to dig like perpetual motion machines.
"This is a cellar!" Dig, dig, someone will see why.
"Yes, I hope the survivor can survive." Because the time is too long, we almost dare not report any hope.
The cellar in the northwest is an L-shape, that is, first dig straight for about two meters, and then turn to the parallel ground and start digging inward. Because this can ensure that the vegetables and fruits stored in winter will not be frozen.
"I see! I saw it! This turning cellar has not collapsed! Come on! Let's work harder and open a little more. " The people around are very excited. For such a long time, there are no survivors.
When the soldiers dug big openings, a soldier immediately jumped down. Crawling in, wearing miner's lamps on their heads, they almost held their breath and looked forward to looking at the hole.
People, after all, still yearn for beauty. Who doesn't want to hear or see good news? After all, most people still have sunshine. The waiting time is only a few minutes, but the people standing around are as slow as centuries.
Slowly, slowly, the soldier came out backward, first feet, then legs, body and arms. The people around opened their eyes and looked.
Finally, the soldier came out backwards. It's a seven or eight year old girl. When the little girl saw the sun and the crowd, "Wow!" He burst into tears.
After seeing the little girl, the surviving villagers held their breath smoothly. Listening to the little girl's cry, these villagers also began to cry, and then an aunt jumped down directly.
"Nizi! Niko! Don't cry, don't cry! Where do you feel sick? Tell me! " Aunt said she didn't cry. In fact, she shed more tears than anyone else.
"Oh, where's my mother?" The toothless little girl choked and asked.
"Your mother, there, there, Nizi!" Aunt said, her lips trembling more and more, and she couldn't speak.
"Come on, let the doctor check." At this time, a doctor hurried down.
"I'm hungry, I'm thirsty! The raw potato in the cellar is finished. " The little girl was still placed by the doctor, but she couldn't help saying.
"OK, I'll give it to you now. Slow down! Drink some water first. " As he spoke, the doctor fed the child a little sugar and salt water, then gave the nurse a wink and directly started intravenous infusion.
The baby is dehydrated!
"Nizi, how did you get down to the cellar?" The aunt in front, holding the stretcher, followed one side and slowly stroked the child's hair with her hand.
"When I peed in the middle of the night, my mother took me out to pee. As a result, when I peed half, I heard a rumble. My mother pushed me into the cellar and shouted to let me climb in,
Then she said to call my father. Then you can't see anything. I cried loudly and shouted loudly. No one paid attention to me. I couldn't see anything. Later, I was very hungry and ate the raw potato in the cellar. I'll never eat raw potato without washing again. Don't tell my mother! " The little girl opened her teeth and mouth, slightly tilted the corners of her mouth and looked at her aunt like a spoiled girl.
"OK. Nizi, don't say anything, don't say anything. " Tear avalanche! Aunt burst into tears.
"Sister, have you seen or heard? Your baby is fine. You can go and rest assured. I will be her mother in the future. Our mother will live well. You must bless her! " She raised her head, looked at the sky, said silently in her heart, and then tears flowed directly into her mouth!
The doctors protect the little girl like a national treasure. All the monitoring shows that the little girl is normal!
"Miracle, miracle of life, miracle of maternal love!" Ouyang looked at the little girl and said with emotion.
Hope, this is hope!
Seventy two hours is the dividing line of rescue. Every minute and second during this period is precious to the wounded. On the first day i.e. within 24 hours, the survival rate of rescued personnel is about 90%; On the second day, the survival rate was 50% - 60%; On the third day, the survival rate was 20% - 30%.The first day has passed. The PLA and armed police forces stationed in the disaster area have invested more than 10000 people. As the rain cleared, the air force also sent several helicopters into the disaster area. Search and rescue dogs, life detectors and all available equipment have been used.After the first 24 hours, almost all the wounded sent up needed the cooperation of various departments. The medical area is also full of various tensions, because after the first day, many patients have died.It's not that doctors don't try their best. They want to become thousand hand Guanyin. The reality is cruel. Often many people leave the world forever without time for treatment.In the corner of the operating car, Zhang Fan curled up with a flower towel to wipe sweat on his face. The operation has just finished. At this time, he takes the time to rest. There is no way that anesthesiologists, nurses and assistants can rotate. The chief surgeon is too short and can only insist.There is no time to be sad, no time to sigh. Dozing is the most thing in the world that people can temporarily forget everything. Zhang Fan drooled and fell asleep in an instant. He didn't even have a dream. Other personnel in the operating car should work as quietly as possible."How many hours has he been running?" The vice president outside quietly put his head in and whispered that although the chief surgeon could not be replaced, the leaders of the triage of the wounded still wanted to do * * so that these people could take time to have a rest."30 hours." The nurse's shift handover has taken the continuous working time of the chief surgeon as the shift handover procedure."OK, let him sleep for an hour first. Ah, I'll try again. " We can't do it anymore. The vice president also knows that if we do it again, these doctors will definitely have the possibility of sudden death.Zhang Fan had just slept for an hour when he was awakened by the patient outside. He shook his head and washed his face."What patient?" It is estimated that it is due to the lack of sleep. Zhang Fan's feet are not high enough. He walks like a drunk."Abdominal trauma! This patient is a relatively minor one. The vice president said to send it to you. Let you have a simple operation and have a rest! ""Well! OK, come up. " Zhang Fan said in a hurry. The patient was carried up, followed by Zhang Fan's assistant. The municipal hospital has almost emptied Ouyang. Patients who can be discharged have been discharged as soon as possible. Those who can not be discharged have also been concentrated to let a limited number of doctors receive treatment. Other surgeons have begun to rotate.However, the injuries in the disaster area are too complex, almost all of them are compound injuries. Generally, doctors in a single department can't get them at all, so Zhang Fan, who has very comprehensive surgical skills, is the most tired one.It was a young patient. Life is big. Because there are guests at home, he sleeps in an old house. The old house is a thin soil embryo house, and the beams are paved with bamboo. Therefore, his injury is relatively minor, that is, the fracture of both lower limbs.As time goes by, fewer and fewer wounded are rescued. Even if they are rescued, they have not undergone surgery, or the rescue effect is getting worse and worse."Prepare to evacuate!" In a tent in the treatment area, Ouyang was having a meeting with the heads of the government and the army, and a leader was speaking."More than seventy hours have passed now. There are very few wounded who can survive. Now our focus is not here, but the follow-up work. ""Well, get ready to evacuate. Leaving a professional disaster relief team, other units began to evacuate slowly. Please ask the person in charge of each unit to go down and do a good job in evacuation. ""Yes!" The leaders got up one after another.In fact, when the time entered 50 hours, the wounded began to decline from the peak, and the rescue efficiency became lower and lower. When all units were ready to evacuate, the soldiers in the disaster area issued a cry of surprise."There are people and signs of life. Come on, here!" With the deepening of the excavation, the more the bottom layer, the more there are no survivors. When everyone is about to lose hope, there may be hope again."Come on, dig! Come on! " The soldiers began to dig like perpetual motion machines."This is a cellar!" Dig, dig, someone will see why."Yes, I hope the survivor can survive." Because the time is too long, we almost dare not report any hope.The cellar in the northwest is an L-shape, that is, first dig straight for about two meters, and then turn to the parallel ground and start digging inward. Because this can ensure that the vegetables and fruits stored in winter will not be frozen."I see! I saw it! This turning cellar has not collapsed! Come on! Let's work harder and open a little more. " The people around are very excited. For such a long time, there are no survivors.When the soldiers dug big openings, a soldier immediately jumped down. Crawling in, wearing miner's lamps on their heads, they almost held their breath and looked forward to looking at the hole.People, after all, still yearn for beauty. Who doesn't want to hear or see good news? After all, most people still have sunshine. The waiting time is only a few minutes, but the people standing around are as slow as centuries.Slowly, slowly, the soldier came out backward, first feet, then legs, body and arms. The people around opened their eyes and looked.Finally, the soldier came out backwards. It's a seven or eight year old girl. When the little girl saw the sun and the crowd, "Wow!" He burst into tears.After seeing the little girl, the surviving villagers held their breath smoothly. Listening to the little girl's cry, these villagers also began to cry, and then an aunt jumped down directly."Nizi! Niko! Don't cry, don't cry! Where do you feel sick? Tell me! " Aunt said she didn't cry. In fact, she shed more tears than anyone else."Oh, where's my mother?" The toothless little girl choked and asked."Your mother, there, there, Nizi!" Aunt said, her lips trembling more and more, and she couldn't speak."Come on, let the doctor check." At this time, a doctor hurried down."I'm hungry, I'm thirsty! The raw potato in the cellar is finished. " The little girl was still placed by the doctor, but she couldn't help saying."OK, I'll give it to you now. Slow down! Drink some water first. " As he spoke, the doctor fed the child a little sugar and salt water, then gave the nurse a wink and directly started intravenous infusion.The baby is dehydrated!"Nizi, how did you get down to the cellar?" The aunt in front, holding the stretcher, followed one side and slowly stroked the child's hair with her hand."When I peed in the middle of the night, my mother took me out to pee. As a result, when I peed half, I heard a rumble. My mother pushed me into the cellar and shouted to let me climb in,Then she said to call my father. Then you can't see anything. I cried loudly and shouted loudly. No one paid attention to me. I couldn't see anything. Later, I was very hungry and ate the raw potato in the cellar. I'll never eat raw potato without washing again. Don't tell my mother! " The little girl opened her teeth and mouth, slightly tilted the corners of her mouth and looked at her aunt like a spoiled girl."OK. Nizi, don't say anything, don't say anything. " Tear avalanche! Aunt burst into tears."Sister, have you seen or heard? Your baby is fine. You can go and rest assured. I will be her mother in the future. Our mother will live well. You must bless her! " She raised her head, looked at the sky, said silently in her heart, and then tears flowed directly into her mouth!The doctors protect the little girl like a national treasure. All the monitoring shows that the little girl is normal!"Miracle, miracle of life, miracle of maternal love!" Ouyang looked at the little girl and said with emotion.Hope, this is hope!
