Chapter 66: Emergency Care for Trauma 6

Three people ran to the end of the alley and stopped at the scene of the incident without even catching their breath. Ren Chongda first glanced to make sure his class leader was fine, then turned his head and when he saw who it was, he froze.

Soon after, regaining her senses, Zhang Xiaohui and the others who had run all the way with them shouted, “Teacher Cao, Teacher Zhu, Teacher Ren—” Her delicate voice, upon arriving at the scene, suddenly shrieked like she’d seen a ghost, belting out a high-pitched soprano chorus, “Oh my God, oh my God!”

What were these people doing?

Realizing something was off, Yue Wentong turned his head back and followed everyone’s gaze back to Xie Wanying, eyes bulging: no way, in the time it took him to make a phone call, how did she get covered in blood?

“Teacher Ren, here’s the situation, let me report to you. After I walked out the back door with her, we saw a tricycle knock down this elderly person. I called you right away, I didn’t know she had this blood on her—”

The situation was serious, and Yue Wentong hurriedly explained to the teachers that he hadn’t just stood by as a classmate had an accident.

“This is not her blood? It’s the elderly person’s blood,” Ren Chongda muttered to himself, as if repeating what he’d said.

At this moment, Yue Wentong read something else in the look the counselor was giving him.

Ren Chongda was shocked and didn’t know what to say to the temporary class leader he had chosen.

The new class leader came about like this. When the freshmen first arrived at school, they didn’t know each other, and a popular vote was out of the question, so the counselor had to pick someone to be the temporary class leader.

Needless to say, Yue Wentong’s grades and student profile were definitely the brightest and most outstanding among all the freshmen; that’s why he was favored by Teacher Ren and the other teachers and ultimately chosen to be the class leader.

But what was the situation now?

The best talent selected by the teacher, when faced with a car accident, could only call the counselor for help? And the only girl in the class who wasn’t favored by the counselor was going all out to treat the injured?

Ren Chongda’s astonished gaze moved from his dazed temporary class leader and turned back to the two classmates who were technically skilled in clinical work, studying someone’s first aid technique for external trauma.

Zhu Huicang pinched his chin with his fingertips and looked at Xie Wanying from left to right, up and down, assessing her body and hands thoroughly.

In this moment, he seemed to understand why Handsome Cao had initially used x-ray eyes on this girl, just as he was doing now.

Was this person before them really a girl?

Female medical students were no match for male medical students; he himself had ridiculed female medical students before for not being suited to become surgeons because women inherently have less physical strength than men.

Like the situation right now, under the dimly lit lamp, seeing the elderly person’s trousers soaked with blood, with a large pool of blood on the surrounding concrete.

These were enough to illustrate the severity of the car accident when it first happened—the injured person’s femoral artery must be ruptured at the very least.

How terrifying a femoral artery rupture is, every clinician knows: firstly, a ruptured femoral artery can instantly cause fatal blood loss; secondly, to stop the bleeding of a ruptured femoral artery, the location of the pressure point itself is tricky, and it’s difficult for a doctor who isn’t skilled to accurately press on the spot to stop the bleeding. Thirdly, stopping an artery bleed is different from a vein, as it requires significant physical strength due to the arterial blood spurting out like a fountain.

This is one of the emergency surgical bleeding situations that clinicians hate the most.