Chapter 41

It was almost dawn when he came out of Li Yonghai's manor. Ye Mo simply didn't go home, but asked Li Hao to send himself to the municipal hospital.

All the way, Li haozhan drove the car tremblingly, and the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe.

Before leaving, Li Yonghai pinched his ear and told him never to provoke the young man again, and he would call the boss in the future.

When he thought of what he had said to Ye Mo, Li Hao was very nervous and didn't dare to explain.

When I arrived near the city hospital, I just caught up with the breakfast shop to set up a stall.

After sending Li Hao back, ye Mo ordered a soybean milk fried dough stick on the stall and ate it beautifully.

"Yo, I got up early enough."

After serving the dishes, the stall owner greeted warmly.

"Work."

Ye Mo smiled.

"Alas, it's not easy for young people now."

The stall owner shook his head and sighed.

Ye Mo is in his twenties. He has to go out to work like him so early, and the child who hasn't graduated from his family is still sleeping in bed.

Yemo gets up after breakfast and walks down the street to the city hospital.

Although it was cold early in the morning, there were not many people out of the streets for morning exercises. Nearby people were quite lively, such as runners, bird walkers and equipment trainers.

However, before walking a few steps, he found that many people were surrounded in front. It seemed that something had happened. Someone was shouting to hit 110 and someone was shouting to hit 120. Yemo quickly walked up.

When ye Mo comes to the crowd, he sees the situation clearly. There is an old man on the roadside in front who fell, clenched his teeth and covered his heart with his hand. Because his face is facing down, he can't see his expression.

There are more than ten tourists standing around, talking about it one after another.

"What happened to the old man?"

"Just now I walked behind him and saw him fall straight down, which startled me. Isn't it sick?"

"Why don't you go up and have a look?"

"I think I'd better call 120! You can't tell clearly when you go up here."

"Yes, if you touch it, the situation will be more serious! I heard that some patients can't turn over casually when they have an attack. I'd better call an ambulance quickly!"

"Yes, call an ambulance. We're not doctors. We can't help up. What we can help is to call an ambulance!"

Yemo pushes away the crowd.

"Excuse me, I'm a doctor. Let me go!

As soon as the crowd heard this, they immediately separated a passage, and then watched Ye Mo walk up. The young man was really kind-hearted, but he was a little younger and obviously lacked social experience.

The old man lies on the ground. You rashly go up. Don't mess with him again. This kind of thing hasn't happened!

Everyone has compassion. In fact, everyone still wants to reach out and help, but they really can't take this courage. No one wants to do good by themselves and take themselves in again!

Yemo walked to the old man who fell down in a few steps, then squatted down and took a pulse to observe the old man's posture and expression.

It was an emergency. In just more than ten seconds, Yemo basically had a judgment. It was an attack of myocardial infarction.

The old man is about 70 years old. According to Yemo's experience, generally people of this age have this problem, which will not happen by chance. It must happen from time to time in peacetime, and they must have first-aid medicine with them.

Without saying a word, ye Mo took off his coat and spread it on the ground. Then he reached out to turn the old man over and let the other party lie flat on his coat.

It's quite cold in the early morning. Even if the myocardial infarction is fatal, the cold on the ground will immediately make the myocardial infarction serious many times. It's very important to keep the patient's temperature.

Ye Mo's medical skills are handed down from the Qing Bao Jing. Although this is an emergency, ye Mo still handles everything with ease.

Put his hand into the old man's coat pocket. Sure enough, Yemo touched two small medicine bottles and took them out. One was nitroglycerin and the other was quick acting heart-saving pill. It seems that the old man usually has a big heart problem.

Yemo immediately poured out a nitroglycerin and seven or eight quick acting heart saving pills, and then stuffed them into the old man's mouth to make him melt.

Xindao at this time, if the patient can take a little musk, the effect may be better. Unfortunately, it's the only way for him to take it. Fortunately, the patient has a quick rescue pill with him.

Put down the medicine bottle. Ye Mo pulls out a silver needle from the needle bag and shakes it in the wind.

"Oh! It seems that this young man is really a doctor. He has acupuncture with him!"

People nearby exclaimed. A young man took out an acupuncture bag from his arms, which still surprised everyone.

"The old man is lucky. He met the doctor today!"

Ye Mo ignores the opinions of the people around him. He immediately stabs the old man's Sutra point in the middle of his nose. After four or five times in a row, a drop of black blood rolls down.

Then he used the same technique to stab the zhongchong point on the tip of the middle finger of the old man's left hand. He also stabbed four or five times and watched the black blood beads burst out.

"Can I help you?"

At this time, someone suddenly asked, with a faint aroma, a girl in her early twenties squatted next to Zeng Yi.

Ye Mo looked sideways and was surprised. The girl was no one else. She was the female singer she met in the night market last night.

The female singer wants to help, but she doesn't know where to start. She is looking at Ye Mo anxiously.

It's important to save people. Yemo doesn't tell her much,

"Make an emergency call, tell the hospital that the patients with myocardial infarction have an attack, and let them prepare for first aid! In addition, find something to avoid the cold and help the patients keep their temperature!"

As soon as the female singer listened, she took off her coat without hesitation and covered the old man. She didn't mind that she would dirty her clothes.

The female singer only wore a thin white sweater, close to her body, with a good figure at a glance.

She shrunk her neck, rubbed her chilly arm, and began to call. She was very eloquent. She explained the matter in a few words, and then waited for the ambulance to arrive.

At this time, ye Mo is concentrating on needling the Neiguan point under the old man's left wrist. Unlike the heavy stab just now, the lifting, inserting and twisting technique used this time is not fast, but the action has been continuous.

The female singer didn't dare to disturb Ye Mo's walking needle, so she squatted next to Ye Mo and watched her concentrate on rescuing.

In this way, it took about three minutes to twist the needle gently. It was obvious that the old man was relaxed. The big hand that had been tightly covered in his heart was also slowly released. It seemed that the most dangerous moment had passed.

"It works! It works!"

The female singer, who had been paying attention to the change of the old man's look, gently shouted twice. She looked very happy and forgot that she was freezing.

The onlookers looked much more relaxed and discussed the way.

"It's a brave man of art. This young man has real Kung Fu!"

"Miracle doctor, this is definitely a miracle doctor!"

"The young man is so young. He doesn't know where he learned medicine and which hospital he works in. It must be right to find him when he gets sick!"

"Yes, the old man's face was purple and ferocious just now. He looked almost dead. I didn't expect that he would be much better after a few stitches!"

"This guy is really good!"

Ye Mo remained unmoved and continued to twist the silver needle in his hand. After two minutes, the old man breathed out a long breath, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

"Hoo ~ ~"

Yemo also breathed a sigh and looked a little relaxed. Fortunately, the strength of the attack was finally relieved. Now he is waiting for the arrival of the ambulance.