Song Yi always has such a ability, no matter how chaotic the scene is, as soon as he comes out, he can rush through the mess like a splash of clear water, and suddenly call the whole audience to clear Lingling, as if no matter how noisy it is, it has become a sin. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since he came here, he first drove away the rebellious people, then seized power from the county government, and then commanded the firefighting, and has initially established his prestige. As long as he is not chaotic, the invisible leadership makes the people around him subconsciously choose to obey him.

Since the doctor is not separated, Song Yi has always dabbled in a wide range of things, although he has not really studied medicine, but he still understands some basic medical theory. What's more, he and Jiang Huijia have been married for several years, the more affectionate they are, and they are familiar with each other in their daily lives.

At this time, he said to Xu Zhong: "Before rescuing Sun Bantou, have you remembered the process during this process?"

His tone was quite gentle, but Xu Zhong was nervous for no reason, and hurriedly replied, "I...... Small...... Of course, remember. ”

Song Yi said: "If you are invited to explain and teach others the skills, are you willing?"

"......" Xu Zhong opened his mouth blankly, "Huh?"

He hadn't been able to understand what Song Yi meant at all, although he was the only one who was stupid and bold before, he came out and obeyed Jiang Huijia's command and gave Sun Bantou artificial respiration.

But in fact, he was bold, but he himself didn't understand why after such a move, Sun Bantou, who had obviously looked at the "dead" before, would come back to life.

He himself was confused, but he felt that Jiang Huijia's methods were very magical, so there was a faint sense of awe and admiration in his heart.

From his own point of view, he didn't really take himself seriously.

At this time, Song Yi proposed that he teach others the "skills", what skills?

Xu Zhong, who had been dazed for a moment, finally shuddered, suddenly came back to his senses, and said loudly and incredulously: "Adult, small one...... The little ones don't understand anything!"

There was a small discussion around again, and although Xu Zhong was at a loss, Song Yi's meaning was clearly conveyed to the people around him.

He seems to be ...... Interested in teaching the magic technique of "bringing the dead back to life"?

This is a bit too unexpected.

Not to mention whether "bringing the dead back to life" can be easily learned, and whether Xu Zhong can do this thing well is not to be talked about first, just the intention expressed by Song Yi is already faintly exciting enough, even crazy.

People who have the ability to do it like to cherish their own secret skills, and the so-called law is not passed on lightly, otherwise where do the many secrets that are not passed on come from all walks of life?

Song Yi's expression remained unchanged, his gaze swept from left to right, and when he looked at Jiang Huijia, his phoenix eyes were deeply fixed for a moment.

The hard-hit epidemic area is like an alternative battlefield, and from the moment you enter the battlefield, the battle has begun.

They rushed to their respective battle areas, and although they had only been separated for a few hours, they saw each other again as if they had been reunited from a distant world.

Although the world is far away, the heart is close.

The eyes gently convey that they all take it for granted.

There was no need for Song Yi to say more, Jiang Huijia understood what he meant.

Previously, Jiang Huijia had received several severe trauma patients and demonstrated her superb surgical ability.

Song Yi is a person with a strong desire for knowledge, and he has an extraordinary ability to accept all new things. With the relationship between him and Jiang Huijia, he is curious about something, as long as he asks, Jiang Huijia will not hide it.

Jiang Huijia explained to him some first-aid methods, such as precordial thrashing, cardiac massage, chest compressions and artificial respiration.

These first-aid methods are actually a layer of window paper, which is mysterious, but once the veil is lifted, it is easier for ordinary people to learn than ordinary Chinese medicine methods.

Jiang Huijia never minded that this knowledge was disseminated, and even she was happy to be this popularizer, rather than holding these knowledge points that transcended the times, pretending to be mysterious, and overlooking the "ancients" from above.

Of course, because of its fledgling, even if it is to spread these things, it should be orderly and measured.

Before that, Jiang Huijia had never found a chance, and this time, Song Yi took the initiative to stand up and explain artificial respiration to everyone on her behalf, but the timing was right.

Because he had saved Sun Bantou before, Jiang Huijia was invisibly arched to the altar.

But is it really good to stand on the altar?

Facts have proved that the more you stand in a high position, the more you are expected to do so. If you can't bear it, the end result may be shattered.

Since Jiang Huijia is not a real god, why should she create a false appearance of a god? Give people hope, and then have to be destroyed by reality, and finally hurt others and herself.

Sun Bantou was suffocated before, but in fact he was not really dead, but faked his death. Song Yi's voice sounded at this time, and he explained to everyone the applicable conditions and basic principles of artificial respiration.

This attracted the attention of most people, and even the woman who had been reluctant and pestering him couldn't help but listen carefully to what he said.

Song Yi's explanation of these things is far less thorough than Jiang Huijia's in nature, but he is a real native of the Dajing Dynasty, and from another point of view, his explanation is more popular and more acceptable to his contemporaries.

The messy temporary first-aid place has become the scene of artificial respiration lectures, which is really ridiculous and lamentable.

Among the onlookers, there were officials at all levels in Pingcheng, as well as peddlers and pawns of the three religions and nine streams, and ordinary people in the market.

Inevitably, someone finally spoke: "Anyone who is out of breath for a while can use this method...... Do that...... What do people breathe?"

"Why does Lang Jun know?"

"What kind of official is Lang Jun?"

"The official master is young, young and handsome......"

"Huh......"

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Inexplicably, I don't know who in the crowd had the audacity to laugh at Song Yi, and suddenly, a burst of unsuspecting laughter spread among the crowd one by one.

I just feel that things are going more and more strangely: "......"

Song Yi only watched quietly, and waited until the laughter in the crowd had stopped for him to see, and then he arched his hand in the direction of the capital and said: "This official Taichang Temple, the emperor will not give up, and now he is ordered by the emperor to follow the Qin to send Lord Wei to the Tianfu ......"

When he came to Pingcheng, he received an order!

The noisy crowd was quiet for a moment, and Song Yi said solemnly: "Dr. Jiang is my wife, and she has a medical background, and she taught me all such methods of artificial respiration." ”

He finally turned his gaze: "Even if there are miracle doctors in the world, manpower is sometimes poor. You have hands and feet and brains, is it possible that not only can you not reduce the burden on the doctors, but you also have to do nothing, so it is difficult to stay?"

"At the critical moment, add blockages everywhere, stupid!"

He actually spoke rudely and directly, scolding.

Then he directly ordered: "County Lieutenant Lou, please send an additional team of officers to look around." If there is any further disturbance of order, they will be directly detained in the county jail, and then tried and punished. ”

Before the sweet dates were placed, the slap had already slapped violently.

The audience was quiet again.