Chapter 42

Originally, Jiang Chen and Xia Ruyan were ready to leave.

Because they really don't want to see this middle-aged man again.

However, after hearing his last words, Jiang Chen changed his mind.

Turning to look at Xia Ruyan, he said with a smile, "since people have made such an invitation, we'll stay here and have a look."

Xia Ruyan frowned slightly and obviously wanted to leave.

Jiang Chen shrugged a smile: "he all said that about us. If we don't stay to see how he was beaten in the face, won't we miss a good play for nothing?"

Poof!

Looking at Jiang Chen's face that puts on the look of human and animal harmlessness, Xia Ruyan didn't restrain to smile for a while.

Nodding slightly, he said, "well, Quan Dang should stay here and learn more medical skills."

Jiangchen mouth Yang Yang, no words, but in the heart is thought: the old man's disease has almost reached the point of irreversibility, unless the scene to do surgery, otherwise only with these doctors to bring emergency equipment is simply unable to return to heaven!

In this way, Xia Ruyan's idea of learning medical skills is going to fail.

During their conversation, the middle-aged man had already looked at the doctors.

"What's up?" he asked? Is Qi Lao suffering from heatstroke and fainting

The doctor frowned and asked, "heatstroke? Do you have sunstroke in your home and the fundus of your eyes turn brown? Can complexion pale and facial muscle twitch

"I..."

The doctor's words were a little ugly. The choking middle-aged man wanted to get angry, but he forced himself down and asked in a deep voice, "what's the situation with Qi Lao?"

The doctor put down his instrument and waved to the nurses and doctors nearby.

Looking at these doctors not only do not continue to turn on the equipment and take out the drugs for emergency treatment, the middle-aged man was more worried. He took the doctor by the arm and said, "experts from the Cultural Relics Identification Center of qishang City, and also the old owner of the Qi family in Jingyun town, if you love me again, believe it or not, we will complain about you and your hospital!"

Hearing that the middle-aged man moved out of Qi Lao's identity, the doctor quickly showed a look of respect.

"I'm sorry, I just lost my manners."

The middle-aged man hummed coldly: "hurry up and say, what's Qi Lao's disease? And why do you have to pack up before you start to save? "

The doctor sighed: "Sir, it's not that we can't treat it, but that we can't treat it. Qi always has myocardial infarction, and it's still acute."

"What

The middle-aged man subconsciously looks at Jiang Chen and Xia Ruyan.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth twice and asked, "isn't there... A golden rescue period of 15 minutes for myocardial infarction?"

The doctor said: "this is true, but according to my observation just now, it should have been ten minutes since Qi Lao's onset. The so-called Golden 15 minutes refers to the time for real treatment. This is not a hospital, and there is no operation environment and equipment. These first-aid drugs we bring are useless."

"How about going to the hospital now?" The middle-aged man asked after him.

The doctor sighed: "it takes 20 minutes to get to the hospital in the town and 15 minutes to get to the hospital in Yuncheng. The reason why we arrived so quickly just now is that we happened to be in the next village."

With that, he said, "so it's too late. If..."

"If what?" The middle-aged man asked with a frown.

The doctor sighed: "if you give Qi a quick acting heart saving pill in time when he is ill, it can delay the time, but now it's too late to say that."

He raised his hand and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder: "take advantage of the fact that Qi is not completely out of breath, send him home. At least his family can have a look again."

After that, he was ready to leave with the doctors and nurses.

However, how could the middle-aged man just let him go? He grabbed his arm and said, "doctor, you can't go. Qi Lao is still alive. Why don't you try? What if there's a miracle. "

The doctor shook his head and said, "our equipment doesn't work at all."

"Try it. This time I came out with Qi Lao. If he has an accident here, how can I explain it to the cultural relics Association and his family?"

The middle-aged man's anxious tears almost came out.

At the same time, he also deeply regretted that he should have listened to Xia Ruyan before.

After all, at that time, if Xia Ruyan was allowed to rescue, Qi would not be in such a state.

The doctor broke off his hand and sighed: "even if the immortal comes, I'm afraid I can't go back to heaven. Sir, please forgive me..."

"In fact, it's not really hopeless."

In the middle of the doctor's talk, Jiang Chen's voice suddenly rang.

Xia Ruyan frowned and looked at Jiang Chen.

When she was about to ask, the doctor took the lead and said, "acute myocardial infarction is a very fatal acute disease. Now that the best rescue time has passed, how can it be saved?"

Jiang Chen shook his head: "it's said in ancient medicine that if the patient with coronary artery interruption still has breath, he can massage his precordial area clockwise. At the same time, he can apply acupuncture at Neiguan point, yingmen point and two points. Neiguan point is divided into three points with long needle and yingmen point is divided into seven points with short needle.

When the patient is relieved, the two needles quiver together, and a Qian chuanqiong under the tongue lasts for one minute, then he will wake up. "

Smell speech, summer if smoke tight Cu eyebrow, she is carefully pondering and analyzing what Jiang Chen says.

Although she is a western medicine, she is also involved in traditional Chinese medicine.

But that middle-aged man is displeased to say: "you this all of what with what?"? Qi Lao's heart disease is myocardial infarction, and it's not the interruption of coronary artery as you said. "

The doctor waved his hand and explained: "myocardial infarction is the name of Western medicine, coronary artery interruption is the name of traditional Chinese medicine, and what he just said is indeed the treatment method recorded in some ancient medical books."

Wen Yan, the middle-aged man's face to Jiang Chen suddenly changed.

He asked in a hurry: "so Qi Lao can still be saved?"

Without waiting for Jiang Chen to open his mouth, the doctor said bitterly: "if there is a big man in the field of traditional Chinese medicine who is proficient in this technique, maybe there is a chance to turn the tide."

Then he suddenly changed his words: "unfortunately, the way that the little brother said just now has been lost for many years. Even if there will be, the people who have such medical skills must now be in big cities like Kyoto. When they come here, Qi will die a long time ago."

"Then... Isn't that in vain?" The fire of hope that the middle-aged man had just kindled suddenly went out again.

"No, it's not in vain." Jiang Chen said.

The doctor frowned: "do you know there is such a miracle doctor around here?"

"There is no miracle doctor, but there is one who can use this method." Jiang Chen laughs.

"Who is it?" Asked the doctor hastily.

Jiang Chen took a step forward: "I!"

Smell speech, no matter be a doctor or middle-aged man all threw to him a put on strange facial expression.

There are disbelief, there are also... Disdain and ridicule!