My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 385: 378: An Accident

Chapter 385: Chapter 378: An Accident

Tang Yuxin quickly came over, kneeling on the ground. She placed her hand on his neck, tightly held his wrist, and then forcefully pressed down on Lin Yile’s shoulder.

“Lele, you’re a nurse. Stay calm, believe in yourself. You can handle this, we’ve been trained for this. He’s just been knocked unconscious from a head injury. Where’s your medical kit?”

“I’ll get it, I’ll fetch it right away,” Lin Yile turned around, tumbling to the floor with a loud thump. She did not cry but got up immediately, lifting her medical bag from the tricycle.

Inside were medications, alcohol, gauzes and bandages, an impressive assortment of supplies.

“Qingtong, let’s go and check on the others. Let’s leave these people in their hands.”

“Okay,” Song Qingtong’s experience had been purely academic until now; this was the first time she had encountered so many injuries. She wasn’t like Tang Yuxin, who had practical experience with patients, even with death.

She stumbled her way to a man who had just been pulled out from the snow. Her hands quivering, she fumbled and dropped some of the medical supplies. To add insult to injury, her fingers were frozen stiff.

She carefully set the man on the ground, her voice trembling as she tried fervently to regain composure.

She carefully examined the soldier’s injuries.

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“The femur and the wrist are fractured, but the head is fine.”

“Find a piece of wood. I’ll stabilize him,” she said quickly to people nearby.

One person quickly scrambled to find usable items and returned soon after with some broken tree branches, his hands were reddened by the freezing cold.

Song Qingtong took a deep breath.

She reminded herself that she could do this. She had received the highest grades in her training exams, she had the knowledge. She treated it like another test.

Lin Yile was horrified, “What are you doing?”

“I have Type O blood. He’s losing too much blood.”

With that, she injected the tube of her own blood into the soldier’s vein. Without a blood transfusion, he wouldn’t survive. She couldn’t let anyone die.

As she prepared to draw more blood, her hand was stopped by another.

It was Gu Ning.

Tang Yuxin stopped and looked up. Gu Ning rolled up his own sleeve, “I’m also Type O, draw from me.”

Soon, a few more soldiers came over, revealing their arms.

“I’m O type too. Draw from me.”

“Take more, I’m not afraid, my body is strong.”

“Doctor, don’t draw from yourself anymore. If something happens to you, what about our comrades? They’re all waiting for you to save them.”

Tang Yuxin laid down the syringe and looked at the frozen faces. She grabbed Gu Ning’s arm, disinfected the area and drew blood. She then required more soldiers to transfuse blood into the wounded man’s body.

After several blood transfusions, his face got better and his breathing rate became much more normal.

Tang Yuxin got up and went to help someone else. Despite her pleas for caution, there were still over a dozen injured people and another seven or eight critical cases. All those who were critically injured had fractures, cerebral hemorrhages, and internal bleeding. Transfusions of Type O blood were given to keep them alive in this freezing weather.

The soldiers were carefully moved into a group, forming a human wall to keep them safe. The snow was still falling and daylight was just beginning to break.

But the snow kept falling, and they kept waiting.

Shouts from a distance could be heard, crowd members cleared the snow from the road allowing the vehicles, including buses, to make a path for the ambulance.