Chapter 1733

Without any hesitation, Qin Luo directly untied the old man's seat belt and laid the old man lying flat on the ground.

Then put the auxiliary respirator on the old man's head.

The right hand with rhythm is pressing

"You Bite to the East and try to stop it.

But the next moment, his movement stopped.

As Qin Luo's right hand pressed, the old man's face began to improve.

At this moment, Xiangdong was stunned. He knew that the air had been pressed by qinluo to the old man's lungs!

This shows that Qin Luo has fully mastered the breathing rhythm of the elderly, and even implemented synchronous breathing.

Because only in this way can air be delivered to the lungs of the elderly through pressure.

"How could this be..." To the east big eyes, staring at Qin Luo's right hand, a frightening expression.

Yes, Qin Luo's assisted breathing technique really shocked him.

Assisted breathing, sounds like a very simple thing, just put on the auxiliary breathing apparatus, and then rhythmic pressing can be.

But it's easier said than done.

The rhythm of this is not what ordinary people can master.

A hundred people have a hundred breathing rhythms. Generally speaking, even an experienced expert doctor with more than ten years of experience needs a few minutes, or even more than ten minutes, to understand the breathing rhythm of a patient.

But what about Qin Luo?

It was less than two minutes since the old man put on the assistive ventilator and his face improved.

In just two minutes, Qin Luo mastered the breathing rhythm of the old man.

If it hadn't happened in front of him, he wouldn't believe what he said.

A moment later, the old man's pale face slightly improved. At this time, Qin Luo turned his head and asked, "do you have a silver needle?"

Silver needle?

The crowd was stunned.

What are you doing with a silver needle? Do you want acupuncture or miscellaneous drops?

In people's impression, silver needle is usually the representative of traditional Chinese medicine.

The only place to use silver needles is acupuncture!

But they have never heard of a case of heart disease treated with silver needles.

The stewardess were the first to come back to her senses. She did not have time to think about it. She quickly searched for it in the first-aid box.

First floor - No.

Two floors - No.

Three floors - still no!

There was no silver needle in the first aid kit.

"No!" The stewardess answered anxiously.

Qin Luo's brow slightly frowned, but after a moment his brow began to stretch again.

"Give me a syringe..." Qin Luo said.

Syringes?

All of them were stunned, and their faces were full of Mo Ming. They couldn't understand why Qin Luo suddenly had to start the syringe.

Xiang Dong was stunned. Others didn't understand, but he did.

Qin Luo, this is to use the syringe as a silver needle!

"Professor, are you going to use a syringe for acupuncture?" He asked, gritting his teeth to the East.

Qin Luo nodded and said, "is there any problem?"

"Is it too risky?"

"It's better to risk than to lose your life!" Qin Luo said faintly: "although his condition has improved, but his condition has not been solved. Although he can save his life now, he may die in the next second."

"Only by solving his heart problems can he be completely out of danger."

People will be tired, no one will always be dedicated to taking care of the elderly, only its own out of danger, he will really be out of danger.