Director Yang's arm is at the patient's neck so that he can change direction at any time to prevent the patient from aspiration.

Ji Xiang's voice sounded, and Director Yang turned around.

The guests in the comment room also followed the camera lens and saw Ji Xiang violently snatching the pen from the hand of the intern standing at the end and breaking it in pieces.

Director Yang was stunned for a moment.

Professor Shen in the comment room was also startled.

Observing the patient again, it was found that the three concave signs continued to worsen and he had obvious difficulty breathing.

Although there was less pink foamy liquid, the patient's condition was obviously worse. Even guests who were not doctors could tell at a glance that the patient's life was in danger.

Ji Xiang held the broken pen in his hand, strode to Director Yang, and adjusted the patient's position.

Director Yang hesitated to speak, but in the end he did not stop Ji Xiang.

"Teacher Shen, what does Dr. Ji Xiang want to do?" the bald host asked in confusion.

Before Professor Shen could answer, Ji Xiang held the broken pen in his hand and "stabbed" the lower part of the patient's throat.

"Ah~~~"

"Ouch~~~"

"Bang~~~"

A female guest exclaimed.

The tables and chairs shook, and some guest was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

Even the camera lens began to shake, silently indicating the panic of the cameraman carrying the camera on his shoulder.

"Huhuhu~"

Pink foam-like liquid spurted out along the broken pen. Ji Xiang and Director Yang laid the patient flat on the ground, gently pressed the chest and increased the pressure.

There were constant shouts of exclamation in the streets. No one had ever seen such a scene.

"Director..." Director Fan's assistant said tremblingly.

Although this was the scene he had dreamed of, it appeared too abruptly and too bloody. He was just an ordinary person and had never seen blood in reality several times in his life, so he couldn't accept it for a moment.

Especially when Ji Xiang stabbed the patient's neck with a broken pen, it looked like a murder scene in a movie.

If he were watching a movie, he might get excited, but this was reality. He could vaguely smell the strong smell of blood.

"Continue!" Director Fan was so frightened that his face turned pale and his hands and feet were trembling, but he waved his hand and told the cameraman to continue.

The sound of the 120 ambulance finally came.

The sharp neighing sound is like a life-saving sound of nature, which makes people feel at ease.

There has never been such a moment that makes people want to hear the siren of the 120 ambulance.

1'12" later, the 120 ambulance arrived. The doctor jumped out of the car before it stopped. When he saw a pen inserted into the patient's neck, he was stunned.

"Who the hell asked you to do this!" the 120 emergency doctor cursed.

"I." Director Yang said solemnly, "Is there a ventilator in the ambulance?"

"Director Yang... Yang... you are here," the 120 emergency doctor said stutteringly.

"Prepare to suction sputum and prepare a ventilator." Director Yang waved, "Carry the patient up."

"Prepare methylprednisolone, 4...80Mg for intravenous injection." Ji Xiang said.

120 The emergency doctor stared blankly at the mess around the patient and the pink foam-like sputum coming out of the pen tube. He was stunned for less than a second before starting rescue.

"Director Yang, how did you get here?" the 120 emergency doctor asked "by the way" while rescuing the patient.

"I don't know. I initially suspect laryngeal edema and pulmonary edema. Hurry up!" Director Yang followed him into the ambulance, and Ji Xiang followed without hesitation.

The camera crew wanted to follow, but Ji Xiang glared at him and then closed the car door.

Director Fan came to his senses and cursed secretly in his mind.

This once-in-a-lifetime emergency first aid scene did not allow the film crew to follow.

Although the 120 ambulance has a small space, it does not lack a photographer.

"Guide..."

"What the hell, Director! Go back quickly."

"Where are you going?" Director Fan's assistant was still confused and asked in a daze.

"The emergency department of the First Affiliated Hospital, the 120 emergency doctor knows Director Yang, and the car belongs to the First Affiliated Hospital." Director Fan had a clear mind and ran straight to the First Affiliated Hospital without even getting in the car.

It was quiet in the review room. Even the professional Professor Shen and the semi-professional Maomao were dumbfounded as they watched this scene.

Director Yang made it very clear, and Professor Shen also thought so - laryngeal edema, pulmonary edema, and Professor Shen judged that it might be acute left heart failure.

This is easy to judge and there is no difficulty.

But first aid...Ji Xiang just grabbed the intern's pen, broke it off, and then stabbed it on the patient's neck like a "murderer."

Even Professor Shen has never seen that action before.

His clinical experience is all in the hospital.

With professional equipment and professional personnel, it is not difficult to perform a tracheotomy. If a specialist is not available, Professor Shen can also perform similar operations.

This is just a small part of the three-base training.

But Ji Xiang used a pen to stick into the patient's large airway... Professor Shen asked himself about this operation, he didn't dare.

Not to mention the 3.0 era of doctor-patient disputes now, even in the 1.0 era, we would not dare to do so.

Not to mention that everyone on the street has a smartphone and is recording videos anytime and anywhere. Every action and every word will be preserved.

There is no benefit to a successful rescue, it is just that a doctor has done his "duty" job.

If the rescue fails, you will be criticized verbally and written down, and you will be drowned in saliva.

After weighing the pros and cons, and considering the "violent" action of piercing the patient's neck with a pen, Professor Shen felt that he would not do it even at the scene.

The camera was jolting and the cameraman was running with all his strength.

No one spoke, only the sound of heavy breathing came.

It all seemed so depressing, and everyone in the review room could only see the scene where the pen plunged into the patient's neck and sprayed out a pink foam-like liquid.

The bald host was the first to "wake up" and asked with difficulty, "Teacher Shen..."

As soon as he spoke, the bald host found that his voice was hoarse, so he found a bottle of water to moisten his throat.

"Teacher Shen, was it an emergency first aid just now?" the bald host asked.

Professor Shen shook his head.

Emergency first aid?

No, that was an unconventional emergency first aid.

That is to say, a young man like Ji Xiang is full of enthusiasm, but he would not do such a thing even if he has been working in the clinic for three to five years.

"Teacher Shen, can the patient survive?" a guest asked.

"The 120 ambulance is here. It's a Mercedes-Benz. It should have a ventilator on it so it can survive." Professor Shen replied.

After hearing the word "can survive", everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The rescue just now was really cool, Teacher Shen. All of you doctors have done similar things, right?"

"..." Professor Shen was speechless.

Did it?

Not to mention doing it, this is the first time I’ve even seen it.

Just now, the patient's respiratory tract was filled with pink foamy sputum, coupled with laryngeal edema and airway obstruction, he was already half dead.

What would happen if you were there instead?
Chapter completed!