Chapter Fifty-Nine: Checking the Pulse, Pointing the Acupoints?
After the clothes are bought, lunch is naturally a good solution in the mall. The two of them casually found a restaurant to eat.
Leaving the commercial building, they were about to cross the small square to take a taxi on the opposite side, but the two saw a large group of people surrounding not far from the side, as if something had happened.
Yang Tian has never been interested in this kind of excitement, and he wants to go straight without turning his head.
But Xue Xiaoxi was different, she walked over there curiously.
Yang Tian had no choice but to follow.
When they looked closer, they both frowned.
In the center of the place surrounded by the crowd, there was an old man with gray hair.
The old man's body curled up slightly, his hands covered his heart, his brows were furrowed, his expression was extremely painful, his whole body was convulsed, and his condition was obviously very bad.
Not far from the old man, there was a light blue bicycle upside down, and the cargo basket in front of the bicycle was a little distorted.
"Oh my God, what's going on......" Xue Xiaoxi opened her mouth wide.
An onlooker next to him heard Xue Xiaoxi's question and said, "This old man was hit by someone and fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up, so he probably had a heart attack." The young man who hit the man was probably frightened, so he got out of the car and ran. ”
"Ran away?" Xue Xiaoxi said speechlessly, "It's too irresponsible, isn't it?What if something happens to this old man?" uh...... By the way, why didn't anyone go up and help the old man up?"
The uncle glanced at Xue Xiaoxi with the eyes of an idiot, and said: "Don't be stupid, the guy who hit the person ran away, who goes up to help now, what if he is treated as a person who hit someone?"
"That's it. ”
"Who would dare to help in this world?"
"Yes, who called the world like this?"
...... Many people around him echoed and agreed.
So no one really went in to help the old man up.
Even, a few young people standing in the inner circle picked up their mobile phones to take pictures and launch Weibo.
I didn't look at anyone calling 120 for an ambulance.
Xue Xiaoxi was a little confused.
She hadn't encountered this situation much herself, and she didn't know what to do for a while.
She couldn't help but turn her head, wanting to ask Yang Tian beside her what to do.
But when I turned my head, I found that ...... Eh, what about people?
Why is it gone?
Xue Xiaoxi was slightly startled, and hurriedly looked left and right, looking for a long time, and suddenly found that Yang Tian ran to the inner circle at some point, and was walking towards the old man.
This guy ......
......
"Let one go, let one go. ”
Yang Tian squeezed all the way through the crowd and finally came to the circle.
As soon as he saw the old man, he saw that the old man was already dying, and he would definitely die if no one rescued him in three minutes. Even if the ambulance arrives now, it may not be able to get the elderly to the hospital alive.
Yang Tian is a healer after all.
This old man let him meet him when he was about to die, and it can be regarded as fate.
Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.
He walked up to the old man, squatted down, straightened the old man's body, helped his upper body up, and then checked his pulse.
Everyone was in an uproar when they saw this scene.
"This young man actually went......"
"Kind lad...... But isn't he afraid of being relied upon?"
"The heart is indeed good, but in this world, most good people are not rewarded. ”
"Yes, this old man is dying when he looks at it, and if he dies, this young man will suffer too. ”
......
Obviously, everyone is not optimistic about Yang Tian's actions.
After all, in recent years, there have been too many news such as good intentions and good intentions, and there are too many news such as being touched and ruined, and no one wants to put their lives on the line for the life and death of a stranger.
But...... Just when everyone thought that Yang Tian would hurriedly help the old man up and then dial 120 and wait for the ambulance, they were surprised to find that they had guessed wrong-Yang Tian did not get up, nor did he touch his mobile phone to make a call, but put his hand on the old man's pulse.
Everyone was stunned.
A term that occasionally appears in costume dramas comes to everyone's mind at this moment.
Pulse?
This lad...... Could it be that he is taking the pulse of this old man?
It's the easiest possibility, but it's also the most unbelievable.
What is the pulse?
It's Chinese medicine.
In the eyes of most of the people present, Chinese medicine is a slow and gentle medical method, an old trick left by the ancestors, and a prescription prescribed by those old Chinese medicine practitioners who grasp medicinal materials and don't know how long it will take to drink them. All in all - not very reliable.
And now, in the face of such an old man who was convulsive all over his body and was obviously acutely ill, a young man actually walked up to check his pulse?
It's not just suspicious.
It's completely ridiculous!
"Damn, where did the second-year young man come from? You still take the pulse, you are Li Shizhen!"
"What's the situation, this little guy is watching a TV series and watching a demonic disease, right?
"I'm afraid something big is going to happen now, this young man really doesn't know the severity at all, in case the old man dies, he can't get out of it at all. ”
"Alas, I thought he was a kind young man, but I didn't expect it to be a stupid boy who just wanted to be in the limelight. Now these young people, alas, ......"
......
Everyone's opinion of Yang Tian suddenly changed sharply, and they all shook their heads and sighed.
In the crowd, Xue Xiaoxi also frowned slightly, looking at Yang Tian, who was checking the pulse of the old man, very puzzled.
She had never seen Yang Tian use medical skills at all, and naturally she couldn't calm down at the moment, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.
This guy ...... What the hell are you doing?
This old man was already dying, what use could he take his pulse like this?
If the old man dies in the end, then he will probably get into a big trouble that cannot be solved.
At this very moment.
In front of everyone's eyes, Yang Tian suddenly stopped taking the pulse.
But instead of getting up, he reached out and unbuttoned the old man's coat, revealing some folds of skin.
Then, lift your finger and start ...... Lit.
That's right!
That's it!
He tapped his fingers at different points on the old man's body, and each time he clicked, he would stay for two or three seconds before clicking on the next one.
Such an iconic action is easily reminiscent of another ranking that often appears in costume dramas: Dianxue!
At this moment, everyone raised their hands to cover their heads, speechless and helpless.
"Oh my God, all the points are out? This young man is really not light in the poison of Chinese TV dramas!"
"Today's young people, watching those messy TV series since childhood, they really can't watch it lightly. ”
"That old man is already dying, how can he withstand such a toss? Alas, it seems that this is really a big deal. ”
"I don't know how parents discipline them. It's all so old and like a bear child. Isn't that funny?"
......
At this time, at the entrance of the square not far away, a black Mercedes stopped. It was followed by a BMW.
The door opened, and several people got out of the car and rushed towards it in a hurry.
At the forefront are a middle-aged couple dressed gracefully.
When they came into the crowd under the guidance of several bodyguards next to them, and saw everything that was happening in the center, they were so angry that their eyebrows were about to burn!