I Love You Dr. Chicanery

RSIA Satya Medica

The collision of the box car that collided with several vehicles in front of it apparently resulted in a consecutive accident. Fortunately, I had heard a long horn from the box car that seemed to experience the brake blong so I had time to jump and pull Mahfudz to fall with his motorcycle. The motorbike we were driving fell to the shoulder of the road so we did not get dragged by the speed of the box car.

And now I'm staring at Mahfudz. It's been twice like he's spoken well to me today. No, no, not just today. As long as I knew her this time I heard her speak normally like everyone else.

"Mom, will the baby be flanked?"

I jerked. Someone from the crowd was apparently following me when I took the baby from his mother's arms pinned under an overturned car.

"We're doctors, ma'am," I replied. Although not in accordance with the question I know it can be an answer for him at once.

I looked at the baby in my hand. Babies are around 2-3 months old. There was no visible impact on his body. Maybe her mother protected her with her body when the car overturned because it was hit by the box car. Either in shock or not getting oxygen while being hugged by his mother, but the child was seen not breathing.

I told Mahfudz to spread his jacket on the sidewalk. After that I put the baby there, on a flat, hard surface. I rubbed the baby's feet to see if the nerves in his feet were still functioning. All right, one of his fingers still I think is moving.

I used to feel pretty sure about doing CPR myself, but seeing a baby that was so tiny, he said, and also considering the success of CPR in infants is relatively small because it has a fairly high level of difficulty my guts become shriveled because of it. I could no longer bear to witness the death of a baby in front of him. Moreover, it has something to do with my actions.

I was still in deep concern when Mahfudz took up a position near the baby. He gave me the code to shift. And without command from anyone Mahfudz began to grab the tiny wrist, trying to feel the baby's pulse. Mahfudz may know, if the ideal time to do CPR is in the first 3 minutes since a person stops breathing, more than that the action of CPR is done even though it is successful may be brain damage. And seeing me wavering and wasting too much time, she was afraid that she would pose a risk to the baby.

Now Mahfudz uncovers the baby's shirt upwards, trying to imagine a line connecting the two****, and looking for the exact compression point below that line. As he found her, and prepared to perform the compression, makhfudz placed his left hand on the baby's forehead, while the two fingers, index and middle of his right hand were ready to perform the compression.

"Do it carefully, Fud!" I said remind. "The depth of compression should not exceed 5 cm, try 4 cm only. And do it fine."

I'm restless now. I didn't teach him as my husband. But carry out instructions as a senior medical personnel. And I know, Mahfudz must have never done this because he hasn't been able to koas in Stase boy.

Mahfudz nodded and started pressing the compression point with his two fingers earlier. He presses 100-120 times per minute. After 30 compressions, Mahfudz opened his mouth and made two artificial breaths. The baby's chest was raised, indicating that Mahfudz was doing it right. Knowing his actions have not succeeded, Mahfudz repeated the compression.

I gasped considering there was something important I had to do right now. Soon I took my phone out of my bag. I called Professor Ayyub.

"Ray, what's wrong? You've already got ...."

"Prof ..." as fast. "There were consecutive accidents on Jl. Meutia Cut. Mahfudz and I are here. If I may, can I request that RSIA Satya Medika be opened to the victims? Only RSIA Satya Medika is the nearest hospital at the moment from here, Prof. Victim ...."

I left Mahfudz and tried to get back to the crowd of people who were getting more and more time. I didn't notice it clearly, how bad the accident was. But it looks like this accident involved a lot of vehicles. I further accelerated my pace and burst out among the crowd. Surprised to see the sight in front of me. A TK car was also overturned. Residents were trying to evacuate the passengers inside.

"But Raya, we haven't even grand opening yet. And this also requires the approval of the city government."

Ha's? In this crucial situation, is it still important to think about such things?

"Many child victims, too, Prof. Help u! Only the authority of the Professor and Mr. Mayor can open the hospital to the victims. Going to another hospital will take a lot of time. There were even baby victims, too, Prof" I said, pleading.

I waited for Professor Ayyub's answer. I almost gave up asking for his approval when he opened his mouth again

"Alright, guess how many victims there are? I will order some doctors and nurses to wait for RSIA Satya Medika."

"Thank you, Prof. I don't know how many victims there are. But it looks like the victims reached dozens of people. And, if Professor pleases, can I also request all ambulances to be sent here?"

"Hmmm .... Alright. Yes ...."

I who was about to end the phone immediately replied.

"Yes, Prof?"

"You and Mahfudz all right? I mean, you didn't get hit by the accident?"

I smiled at the Professor's concern.

"Me and Mahfudz are fine. We jumped off the bike. Professor, don't worry."

"Alright," replied the Professor in relief.

"I hung up the phone first, Prof. I have to see the condition of some of the victims first here."

After calling Professor, I immediately approached the child victims who had been evacuated. Too bad I didn't bring my Doraemon bag. A bag containing standard medical devices that must be owned by a doctor.

Most of the children seem to have been injured. I immediately gathered some of the children who were evacuated and took them to the sidewalk where Mahfudz and the baby were staying. God, how's the baby doing?

I quickly quickened my pace while carrying one of the children. While one hand was guiding a child who could still walk well. Behind me, two citizens also followed me with a child in their hands.

When I reached the sidewalk, I was astonished to see the crowd surrounding Mahfudz clapping their hands.

"Thank God, the baby is finally breathing. Thank you, Doctor!" said one of the.

"Alhamdullilah, thank goodness ...."

"Thankfully there is a pot,"

"Wait a minute here" I said to the two men who followed me and took down the child I was carrying.

I burst into the crowd watching Mahfudz perform CPR. I saw Mahfudz tilting the baby's body.

Thankfully, the baby was breathing again.

"Fuck!" call me.

Mahfudz smiled tiredly. But I saw a happy twinkle on his face.

"Ki-ta ha-rus se-ge-ra carried his ba-yi to ru-mah sa-kit, Ray. In-a bu-tuh pe-na-nga-nan se-ge-ra."

I was shocked to hear him talk again. He spoke as usual. So right I just misheard it?

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RSIA Satya Medika was opened by order of Professor Ayyub. Finally, the victims of consecutive accidents were brought entirely to this hospital. Hospitals that have not been opened. Just next Sunday a grand opening will be held at this venue.

Although not yet inaugurated, all medical equipment has been provided here. The less only medical personnel, who were forced to be sent part of Medika Alert Hospital to handle the patients of accident victims.

I yawned exhausted and sat in the long chair next to Mahfudz. It has been 4 hours that we helped deal with the accident victims. Doctors who can be sent from Medika Alert Hospital only 3 people plus Marhamah to 4 people. Finally now the victims can be secured in their respective treatment rooms.

The once deserted hospital was suddenly crowded by the victims and their families, not to mention the reporters who were looking to extract information about the condition of the victims.

Mahfudz pulled my head to rest on his shoulder.

"Ka-u ca-pek?" tanyakanya.

"Little bit," I replied as I slithered on his shoulder.

His hands hugged my back. And I wrapped my arms around her stomach.

"Darling ..." call me.

"Thank you for saving that baby."

He loosened my arms to see my face.

"K-ena-pa ka-u who te-ri-ma ka-sih?" tanyakanya.

I took my breath and stopped him.

"Because I wasn't able to do that CPR, you took over because you didn't want me to be burdened, did you? You know I'm not ready to see a baby die again. Just imagining it makes me depressed," I said pouring out what I felt.

He nodded and stroked my back.

"I'm me-ma-ha-mi, Ray. Ka-u pas-ti bi-sa me-le-wa-ti i-ni se-mu-a. I-I'm a-da your ma-ma, sa-yang."

I'm nodding. It suddenly occurred to me asking about the incident when I heard Mahfudz speak fluently.

"Darling, can you talk normally again?" my many.

"Hmm?"

Mahfudz looks confused.

"His silver-sud?"

I scrunched my forehead. Be confused.

"So I heard you ...."

"Dr. Kingdom!"

Still about 4 meters from my seat, Professor suddenly came to me. Spontaneously Mahfudz and I let go of our arms. Thankfully, the professor didn't care much about it. It seems he is serious. Because otherwise, Professor would tease me dead if he saw this.

"Follow me a minute! Mahfudz if you want to come too!" bring him.

The professor walked into one room. And so did Mahfudz obediently following him. It looks like this is the hospital's main director's room.

"Sit down!" said inviting.

We sat as he wished.

Professor sighs heavily.

"Hows it? Were all the victims handled well?" tanyakanya.

I'm nodding.

"Yes, Prof. In addition to the two fatalities that died on the spot, all the victims that have been brought here have been dealt with as they should. The number of victims brought here is 14 people.9 victims are still children, and the rest are adult victims. Teachers, drivers and motorists were directly involved in the accident" I said.

Professor Ayyub nodded.

"good. Then doesn't this mean you've decided to go back to the hospital?" ask the professor to arrive.

It made me and Mahfudz instantly stunned and looked at each other.

"Ma-I don't mean like that, Prof!"

This is how the Professor responded, I thought.

"This is dr. Raya," Professor spoke to me in a formal tone. " This hospital to this day has not been inaugurated. And today I with my authority opened this hospital at your request. As you know RSIA Satya Medika is a hospital that works with the city government. This isn't a hospital I personally set up like Siaga Medika. You know, to open this hospital needs approval from both parties between my side and the City Government. You know what risks I took when I opened this hospital today?"

I exhaled and felt guilty. Yeah, I've put Professor in the wrong position.

"I'm sorry, Prof." I said in a very guilty tone.

The professor nodded and looked at me for a long time.

"However, this problem will be under control if we have a very strong reason so it is very important to open a hospital today, so that the city government does not blame our decision to open a hospital before the inauguration. Moreover, this case was highlighted by the media," the Professor explained.

"We have a good reason, Prof. It's a streak accident. Serious cases that have even taken lives." I said trying to convince.

Professor shakes.

"There is no reason to open a hospital today, if only based on that. They could be rushed to another hospital."

"But other hospitals besides this are far away, Prof. It could take half an hour to reach it. The hunt for victims is not saved, more than it should be" I argue.

"Yes, I know. But they will not understand the Kingdom. The way politicians and medics think is different."

I can't believe this. Then what does Professor mean? From his tone of speech it seems like the Professor wants me to take responsibility.

"Unless, there is a responsible doctor who handles all the patients who were victims of this accident and he has a strong position and authority in RSIA Satya Medika," said Professor carefully.

I scrunched my forehead. Meanin?

"Dr. Raya, please accept my offer. Be, Chief Obstetrician and Gynaecologist at RSIA Satya Medika."

Mahfudz and I looked at each other. Equally surprised.

"Prof ....!"

I want to protest. Back to being a regular Sp.OG doctor has not been thought of by me. So the Chief Doctor?

"If you refuse that means I'm in trouble, Raya. Please, be a little merciful to this old man."

Ahhh I don't believe this.

"But, Prof. There are still more competent than me, there are dr. Gayatri and dr. Samuel .... Not dr. Samuel who should have been mutated here?"

"Dr. Samuel did not want to answer for what he did not do. However, the patient's accident is the first rescue operation carried out at this hospital. As well as being a grand opening led directly by you regardless of whether you are aware or not of your actions. You see how many journalists are out there waiting for an explanation? Please accept an offer from me. Or let the old man fall into trouble" said the Professor, rising from his seat and passing to the door.

"Prof! Professor!" my whine is trying to make him undo the intention of wanting to give me this difficult position.

But Professor Ayyub paid no heed to my whining.

I looked at Mahfudz and banged my head on the table. Mahfudz now sees me worried between pity or supporting me. Because he knew I didn't want to work. And the feeling of wanting to support me because of course this is a good career.