Wu Ting was so young that Dr. Qian never imagined he would know a procedure like pericardiocentesis.
Dr. Qian wasn't sure if the patient would even make it to the hospital.
Just then, the patient's condition worsened. He suddenly lost consciousness, and his limbs began to convulse.
Dr. Qian called out to him a few times, but he was unresponsive.
"Old Xia, how much longer until we reach the hospital? The patient is fading fast! We need to perform a pericardiocentesis immediately, or I'm afraid he won't make it."
As he spoke, the patient's breathing began to stop. His carotid pulse vanished, and his pupils dilated...
"Almost there, almost there! Five more minutes!"
As Dr. Qian grew frantic, Wu Ting began rummaging through the first-aid kit on the side.
Neither Dr. Qian nor the driver understood what he was doing.
Wu Ting found a sterile connecting tube, a sterile hemostat, a transparent dressing, sterile scissors, a disposable sterile drainage bag, and then a 5ml syringe.
