Guo Dalu is a person who is foul-mouthed and nosy, still a violent temper, takes the lead in righteousness, and likes to fight grievances the most, if this is put in ancient times, he is a properly wanted hero. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now when he heard that there was a passenger in the carriage who suddenly fell ill and the symptoms were not mild, he suddenly couldn't sit still.

If he didn't know much about what was going on when he suddenly had an extra memory in his head, but after such a long time of "digestion", all the things in this extra memory have been slowly "absorbed" by him and put into practice.

At the beginning, he wrote the book code words one by one pinyin to find the press, tired half dead, a month to code out the "Legend of the Condor Heroes", but now he has learned to type blindly without a teacher, he can type three or four hundred words in a minute, and the speed of his hand is rare in the country.

The medical astrology, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, physical chemistry, science and technology in his brain have all become his own things, and he can use them wherever he goes, and the same is true of medical skills.

Whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, whether it is internal medicine or surgery, he is now proficient in all fields.

He knows how to heal, and now that he encounters this kind of emergency, Guo Dalu naturally has to do his best.

When he put on his shoes and went to the ground, Wang Xiaolu also jumped out of bed, "Let's go together, I'll give you a hand!"

Guo Dalu thought about it and said with a smile: "Then let's go together!"

When the two of them marched towards the thirteenth carriage, Guo Dalu's eyes turned, his eyes swept over the passengers in the entire carriage, and when he walked out of the carriage he was in, the faces of everyone in the carriage had been recorded by him.

Wang Xiaolu saw that his eyes narrowed slightly, and there were words in his mouth, and he couldn't help asking, "Brother Dalu, what's wrong with you?"

Guo Dalu smiled, "It's okay." ”

When the two of them reached the thirteenth car, they found that the passengers in the carriage had gotten up and gone to the sides of the car, making a large open space in the middle.

The seats of the bullet train can be rotated and adjusted, and all the seats on both sides are adjusted to a parallel state with the carriage, giving way to the aisle.

An obese old man was lying in the middle foaming at the mouth unconscious, and a female flight attendant was pressing rhythmically with her hands folded on the old man's chest, doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and several flight attendants outside formed a circle to separate the passengers.

Seeing Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu approaching, a female flight attendant stretched out her arm to intercept and said, "Sir, we are rescuing patients here, can you please take a detour?"

Guo Dalu shook his head and said: "I know some medical skills, I heard the radio to save people!"

The female flight attendant saw Guo Dalu wearing a T-shirt, and the two arms exposed were thicker than ordinary people's thighs, and the muscles and flesh were knotted, like a humanoid beast.

"Sir, you really ...... Is it a doctor?"

The female flight attendant spoke a little knotted, "It's a matter of passenger safety, don't be joking." ”

Guo Dalu lazily answered her question, and stretched out his hand to pull the female flight attendant away, "What nonsense, this person is dying, you are still so grinding!"

"Oops, you're ......"

The female flight attendant was pulled by him and shook suddenly, and she was about to fall, but suddenly her arm tightened, and she was already being supported, and it was Wang Xiaolu who helped her.

"Brother Da Lu is so temperamental, frizzy, don't care!"

Wang Xiaolu smiled at the female flight attendant, "He really knows how to heal!"

Wang Xiaolu has long known that Guo Dalu knows how to treat the patient, although he has no confidence in whether Guo Dalu can save this emergency patient Wang Xiaolu, but since Guo Dalu has done this, Wang Xiaolu will support it.

At this time, the middle-aged flight attendant who was doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation suddenly sighed and slowly got up, "There is no hope!"

When she was about to say something, suddenly her eyes were dark, and Guo Dalu's extremely majestic figure appeared in front of her, "You get out of the way first, let me come, if you really delay the time, then it's really hopeless!"

"Sir, are you a doctor?"

The middle-aged flight attendant looked happy and breathed a long sigh of relief, "What do you say should be done, we will cooperate with you!"

Guo Dalu said: "I know how to heal, but I am not a doctor, and I don't have a doctor's qualification certificate!"

As he spoke, he squatted down and looked at the old man who was lying down, only to see that the old man's face was purple, his chest did not rise and fall, and he was already in a state of death.

After seeing the old man's appearance clearly, Guo Dalu's eyelids jumped suddenly, and his face changed color slightly, ", why is he here?"

He took a deep breath, and after inhaling it in one breath, he suddenly calmed down.

After carefully looking at the old man's eyelids, he reached out and touched his pulse, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly slapped his palm on the top of the old man's head and shouted, "Wake up!"

The flight attendants watching next to him saw him stretch out his palm and slap the top of the old man's head, and exclaimed in unison, I don't know what Guo Dalu is going to be crazy about, the middle-aged female flight attendant who was doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation just now shouted: "Sir, what are you doing......

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly stopped talking.

The old man lying on the ground coughed suddenly, then turned over and sat up, gasped for breath, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm with a "poof", and opened his mouth to shout: "Suffocate me!"

After the old man said a few words, his mind gradually cleared up, and he looked at Guo Dalu, "Little comrade, did you save me?"

Guo Dalu nodded, "It's me!"

He motioned to Wang Xiaolu to help the old man up, "Old man, you are an elderly asthma, why did you come out with no one to accompany you this time?"

The old man slowly sat down on a nearby seat under Wang Xiaolu's support, and after listening to Guo Dalu's inquiry, he showed an embarrassed expression on his face, "This time I originally wanted to see the operation of this bullet train, but I didn't expect that the bullet train was fine, but I had a problem!"

He shook his head slightly, "I deliberately left my family to experience the bullet train as an ordinary passenger this time, and my family didn't know that I was on this car, well, I should know it now!"

He staggered to his feet and sighed: "Old, old, I wanted not to trouble people, but who knew that it would trouble more people!"

Guo Dalu called the female flight attendant led by Guo Dalu to his side, "Arrange this old man to the sleeper, let him sleep well, go back and ask him for the contact information of his family, and let someone pick him up." ”

The purser shook Guo Dalu's hand and thanked him vigorously, "Sir, thanks to your help, you saved this old man's life, otherwise I'm afraid it would have been delayed!"

Guo Dalu said with a smile: "If you really delay the treatment, your entire railway system may not be able to bear it!"

The female purser didn't know what she meant, and looked at Guo Dalu with blinking eyes, not knowing what he meant.

At this time, the old man sitting next to him took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from his waist and dialed the phone, "Xiao Liu, I'm sick in the car, you can find a few people to pick me up." ”

At this time, the bullet train is running at high speed, and is passing through the tunnel, it stands to reason that there is no signal at all, and the mobile phone can not get through, but the old man's mobile phone can be dialed, and the attendants who watched the old man's call were surprised, but I didn't expect the old-fashioned mobile phone to have such a good signal for you.

After Wang Xiaolu saw the old man's mobile phone, he couldn't help but be surprised, and poked Guo Dalu with his finger, "Brother Dalu, the mobile phones of the two of you seem to come out of a factory!"

Since Guo Dalu killed pigs and sold meat in Baolan City, he had an old-fashioned mobile phone in his hand, like a big brick, it weighed at least half a catty when he carried it, and it was no problem to smash walnuts, and it could be used as a weapon.

It is said that with Guo Dalu's income, it is easy to change to a better mobile phone, but Guo Dalu has never changed it, and he has been reluctant to throw away this brick-shaped mobile phone like a baby.

Although his mobile phone is old, Wang Xiaolu has never seen the same model as this mobile phone, until he saw the old man talking today, and found that the old man's mobile phone was exactly the same as Guo Dalu's.

Wang Xiaolu's voice was not small, and the old man opposite also heard it, he put down his mobile phone and looked at Guo Dalu, with a strange look in his eyes, "Whose child are you?"