2-23 sickle cut the chest

The wounded's face was full of wounds, pieces of flesh were churning, blood had scabbed, and the whole face was like a demon coming out of hell!

"Daddy, child!" A middle-aged woman rushed over, threatening to pounce on the injured person and cry bitterly, but after rushing for two steps, she was stopped by Wang Gui, the village chief who rushed out of the oblique stab, and hugged him: "His aunt! You calm down! You go over now, except for adding to the chaos, you can't help at all!"

"No, no, you let me see who we are!" The middle-aged woman was already in her man's mind. After the original disaster, middle-aged women learned that their relatives had all been buried under the sand, gravel and soil, but they could still insist on not giving up, and the first batch took the initiative to accept the unified deployment and endure the pain of losing their relatives to participate in the post-disaster self-rescue, which was not easy. Now that she saw that her man was seriously injured but was rescued from the rubble, how could she not be excited?

"Let me see, just take a look!" the middle-aged woman begged bitterly, tears dripping down her eyes as if she didn't want money.

Wang Gui's heart moved, he gritted his teeth and said, "No, you say first, do you want to see a dead man, or do you want to turn around and leave a living man?!"

"Of course it's alive!" the middle-aged woman looked up, what was the use of dying?

"If you want to live, just wait for the doctor to see first!" Wang Gui said in an unquestionable tone like a command.

"Doctor, doctor, please save him, save him! I'll kneel down for you!" the middle-aged woman changed direction and began to look at Xiao Xiaotian with a pleading look. As he spoke, he really knelt down with a thud.

Xiao Xiaotian, who had just arrived, suddenly felt countless times more pressure in his heart. The kind-hearted villagers regard the doctor as the savior, in fact, only Xiao Xiaotian knows in his heart that as the saying goes, saving people can't save lives, within the scope of medicine, doctors are all dedicated to helping patients, but sometimes doctors try their best, but they can't save the lives of patients. The feeling of snatching food from the mouth of Lord Yama is not as smooth sailing as people imagine.

Not all medical treatment is effective medical treatment. Not to mention under such rudimentary conditions.

"I'll do my best!" Xiao Xiaotian walked quickly to Chang Zhi's side, doing his best, but asking for a clear conscience. "You get up first!"

"I don't!" the middle-aged woman knelt on the ground, refusing to move anything, as if this was the only way for her husband to survive safely.

"This will disturb the doctor's work!" Wang Gui persuaded as he lifted up the middle-aged woman who was kneeling on the ground.

Isn't it just delaying the work of doctors? It's just adding pressure to doctors. Xiao Xiaotian shook his head secretly, if he really said that, probably the patient would not understand.

Xiao Xiaotian put his hand on the patient's pulse, and the patient's pulse was floating and weak, only about forty or fifty times a minute. I picked off my eyelids, and my pupils already had a tendency to dilate.

Other than that, the patient did not have much trauma.

The limbs are clammy and cold, and some purple spots have appeared.

Cardiogenic shock!

This is the most intuitive judgment given by Xiao Xiaotian.

"Get out of the way!" Xiao Xiaotian yelled, dispersing the crowd of onlookers, and the village chief said, "What should you do, why should you go! Don't let the doctor be distracted!"

Xiao Xiaotian glanced at Wang Gui approvingly, this village chief was still very competent at a critical time.

The heart condition is not optimistic. The moment Xiao Xiaotian paused slightly, the patient's head suddenly tilted and his heartbeat stopped.

Xiao Xiaotian's palms are stacked together and placed in the middle and lower part of the patient's sternal stem. With your arms vertical, start a firm heart compression. A moment, a moment.

The heart compressions were carried out regularly at a frequency of about 100 times per minute, and Xiao Xiaotian leaned down from time to time and blew into the patient's mouth.

If only there was a pacemaker!

Xiao Xiaotian was sweating profusely, but the patient's body quickly cooled down.

Simple heart compression and artificial respiration could not see much effect, Xiao Xiaotian took out the silver needle and ran the few true qi in his body. Acupuncture is the most effective way to treat heart disease.

The heart is the dwelling place of the gods, the lord of blood, the sect of the veins, and the five elements belong to fire. In this regard, the flame is definitely the first choice for acupuncture.

I saw that the silver needles pinched between Xiao Xiaotian's fingers were red all over the body, and they quickly and accurately pierced into the patient's acupuncture points.

The patient's body trembled for a moment, and Xiao Xiaotian secretly said that there was a door! While increasing the output of true qi, he carried out the technique of lifting and twisting the silver needle.

"Forget it! everyone is dead!" suddenly came out of the crowd of onlookers, and when everyone looked up, it was the gangster who wanted to see a doctor first because of a wrist muscle injury.

At this time, he had a few branches tied to his arms, especially his wrists, in place of small splints, but he still spoke unrepentantly.

"Get out of the way!" Before Xiao Xiaotian could speak, the village chief's cold voice had already come.

"You you dead Wang Gui, give you a face and call you the village chief, you you dare to take care of Lao Tzu's business?"

Before the words fell, a group of old men and women who did not participate in the rescue work, plus a few women comrades, had already rushed up and pushed the bastard to the ground in an instant.

"You *** ......" The bastard didn't finish his sentence, he was knocked to the ground by the angry crowd, pressed his head into the mud, and couldn't say a complete sentence again.

The strength of the masses of the people is enormous! Xiao Xiaotian remembered this famous remark of the leader and secretly sighed that the leader was indeed a prophet, and no matter how powerful an opponent was, he would be a paper tiger in front of the masses.

Bang!

Xiao Xiaotian already felt that the patient's heartbeat had recovered a little, and he was overjoyed. There's nothing more exciting than rescuing a dying patient from the brink of death.

Xiao Xiaotian felt that as long as he worked harder, there was still quite hope that this patient would be saved!

While thinking, he once again mobilized the power of the "Qihuang Yin-Yang Technique" and urged the silver needles to stimulate the acupuncture points.

Suddenly, a feeling of being emptied up and down of his body came up uncontrollably, Xiao Xiaotian only felt that his stomach was empty, and the two fingers holding the silver needle had completely lost their strength, and he couldn't even pinch a needle!

How so?

Xiao Xiaotian was suddenly very frightened in his heart, not only did the patient not be saved, but he was afraid that there would be some danger.

"Ding! The real qi is insufficient, and the Qihuang acupuncture method can't continue!" The voice of the eighth sister who had not been seen for a long time came, but it was bad news without thinking about it!

Xiao Xiaotian took a long breath. Although his Qihuang Yin-Yang Technique had been upgraded to the next level, he still couldn't use it without restraint. After treating patients all night last night, the true qi of the Qihuang Yin-Yang Technique consumed a huge amount, but there was no time to replenish it, and finally dropped the chain at a critical moment.

Liu Li saw the cold sweat on Xiao Xiaotian's forehead, and the whole person was almost collapsed, so she hurriedly supported his crumbling body behind him, and said, "If you can't hold on, just take a rest, I think everyone can understand!"

"You can understand it, but I can't understand myself. Xiao Xiaotian sighed, doctors are such a strange group, when they see patients passing away in front of them, there is always a feeling that they are not able to do their best. And this feeling will be with you for a long time, which will eventually cause more serious psychological disorders.

However, there is nothing anyone can do to change this reality.

"I'll try again!" Xiao Xiaotian struggled to stand up, got rid of Liu Li's support, and pressed the patient's pulse. If the patient's physique is a little better, maybe he will recover almost by himself, after all, he has already consumed so much of his true qi, and the pulse rate just now has reached nearly forty.

But when Xiao Xiaotian's fingers pressed the patient's wrist, he suddenly became short of breath, and the patient's pulse was extremely weak, almost none.

I poked my breath and could barely touch it.

"You must save him!" the patient's wife cried out heartbreakingly again, and the village chief Wang Gui tugged at the woman's clothes to prevent her from rushing forward.

Xiao Xiaotian took a deep breath. Now that the situation is urgent, there may be only one way to temporarily keep the patient alive, and that is a more direct type of heart compression that cuts directly into the chest.

Xiao Xiaotian touched the Swiss Army knife he had been carrying with him in his trouser pocket, he was very skilled in using this knife, and without a scalpel, he could completely rely on it to complete this emergency operation. After all, his civilian-grade knife has already undergone an operation to break the caesarean section.

But Xiao Xiaotian touched his pocket twice, and suddenly had difficulty breathing. The heart beat uncontrollably, and the Swiss Army knife was gone!

Maybe it was when I was running around with Liu Li just now, maybe I lost it. But a fresh life in front of him is about to be lost.

This is no longer a question of life, he still has a family behind him, whether he can sustain it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Xiaotian no longer had any doubts, no matter what, saving his life was still the first priority.

Xiao Xiaotian looked up and turned around, and suddenly found a sickle stuck obliquely on the wall not far away. Yes, a scythe for mowing grass.

Xiao Xiaotian rushed over in two or three steps, took the sickle in his hand, and shouted: "Boiling water!"

Liu Li quickly ran to the woman in charge of boiling water, scooped half a scoop of boiling water with a large scoop, and handed it to Xiao Xiaotian. Xiao Xiaotian flushed the boiling water on the sickle, even after a simple disinfection. According to common sense, this is absolutely not allowed, but the situation is critical, and Xiao Xiaotian can't take care of it.

"One more scoop!" Xiao Xiaotian shouted again, and immediately a woman who had been paying attention to this side brought half a scoop of water, Xiao Xiaotian said, "Pour it on my hand!"

Lack of sanitizing medicine for brushing hands, can't say, rinse it with hot water!

The woman was astonished, and said, "This, how can this be done? This is freshly boiled water, how can it be poured on your hands? Isn't that burning your hands?"

Xiao Xiaotian didn't have time to listen to her Rory's ramblings, snatched the water scoop with his hand, and poured half a scoop of water directly into his own hand.

"Ahh

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