Yang Mo will hand over the blowing part to outsiders, in addition to adapting to the general environment here, but also because this is the easiest part, the most important thing to master in cardiopulmonary resuscitation is the depth and frequency of compression, Yang Mo put his hand on the chest of the prince and pressed it according to the frequency of the silent number in his heart.

The housekeeper's mother, Rao, had seen a lot of strange things, but in this case, her fingers trembled, and she kept turning her head to look at Mrs. Dong, who was also stunned there, with a blank face.

"Blow ......," Yang Mo shouted loudly.

The housekeeper's mother didn't seem to hear it.

"Blowing ......"

The housekeeper's mother was still stunned.

"If you don't want the prince to die, just do as I say, blow ......" Yang Mo raised his voice.

The housekeeper's mother opened her eyes wide, came back to her senses, and didn't care about 3721 according to the method Yang Mo said before, and took a breath and blew it in.

Every fifteen times to blow the air, even if there is a spontaneous heartbeat, you still have to do continuous heart compressions, a hundred times a minute, usually in the emergency room, two doctors take turns to do it, but this time Yang Mo has to do it himself.

After a round of work, Yang Mo's arms were already trembling, and Shi Ziye's lips finally became slightly rosy.

There is no ventilator here, and there is no Western medicine, so this kind of cardiopulmonary resuscitation is extremely difficult, and the prince is a long-term sick person, whether he can be saved or not, she is not sure, she can only hold the mind of saving people, patience, patience, and press it down in a regular manner.

"The prince has a breath." The housekeeper's mother screamed.

As if she had lost her support, Mrs. Dong suddenly knelt down on the footrest beside the bed, trembling and holding her son's hand, wanting to feel a trace of temperature from above.

Yang Mo tentatively stopped, put his palm close to the prince's chest and carefully felt the heartbeat, the heartbeat must be regular to be saved.

After waiting cautiously for a while, Yang Mo breathed a sigh of relief and moved his hand away.

Mrs. Dong seemed to be frightened just now, and it took a while before she spoke, "That's it...... Is it okay? Will it be ...... again?"

Yes, look at the situation of the prince, the skin is dry, the eye sockets are sunken, there are already symptoms of dehydration, people will die in a few days without water, the prince is in a deep coma and doesn't know how to swallow at all, and the soup he is feeding now is just moisturizing his lips.

In modern times, nasogastric feeding tubes and tracheostomy are required to treat patients with severe coma, but it is impossible to do these two things without any medical equipment around now.

Seeing Miss Yang's deep expression, Mrs. Dong's whole person was infiltrated by despair, even if she was saved once, her illness would not improve, she would still die, and she knew that it was impossible to always use the Yang family's method of resurrection.

Yang Mo frowned and looked at the emaciated figure on the bed, and the eyes full of anticipation, what should I do, it is impossible to save people without a nasogastric tube anyway, even if there is a medicine, it must be fed in, where are there such things as plastic and latex in ancient times, how to make a nasogastric tube, even if she takes it out and uses it, will it be regarded as a witch doctor, besides, with the current situation of the prince, in modern times, it may not be possible to save it by nasal feeding alone.

Could it be that without modern medical equipment and Western medicine, she really can't save people, and in order to abide by the ancient rules, she has to watch from the side.

Yang Mo thought of this, and Chang Yiwan's voice came from outside, "My sister is here?" My mother asked me to take a look. ”

Chang Yiwan will always mix at the right time, maybe it is Mrs. Chang Da who instructed her, she behaved in a proper manner and still had no way to survive in the end, it was better to obey her wishes and give it a go, after being a doctor for so many years, there was no way to watch the patient wait for death like this.

Yang Mo looked at Mrs. Dong.

Mrs. Dong wiped her tears first, stood up, and instructed her mother, "If you go out to stop it, you will say that I am not feeling well, Miss Yang is helping me to see the unilateral side, and we will go to the flower hall together in a while." ”

The housekeeper's mother answered, hurriedly got up and tidied up her dress and walked out.

Mrs. Dong showed a strong smile and gently sorted out Yang Mo's sideburns, "I've been here for a long time, I'm afraid that some people will be suspicious, you better go to the flower hall, life and death are fate......" She could also see that this little girl had no choice, but she was embarrassed to tell her bluntly, she couldn't embarrass this child.

Mrs. Dong is truly compassionate, very different from Mrs. Chang Da's long-sleeved dance.

Yang Mo looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of the inner room that read "Integrity is right, and integrity is straight", and a sword was hung below...... Mrs. Dong is the one who is about to change dramatically, but she can still stand aside and comfort her, if you want to say who to try to believe at a critical moment, then the Dong family is already the best choice.

Mrs. Dong said: "It was given to my duke by King Kang, and the duke passed it on to our third child." ”

Abandoning those worries, Yang Mo calmed down and thought carefully, maybe something could be used to replace the artificial hose. Sheep intestines, yes, sheep intestines are very thin, and if you use something to support it, it can be used as a hose.

Yang Mo raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Dong, "Can Mrs. get the thinnest sheep intestines, if they can be propped up with wheat straw and dried to set the shape, I have a way." ”

Yang Mo heard a gasp of surprise.

Mrs. Dong froze there, when did the Yang family's medical skills become so weird, just now I had to squeeze my chest and blow air, and now I want to dry the sheep intestines, what do these have to do with Brother Zhao's illness, could it be that the sheep intestines can be drugged?

Yang Mo knew that this was not easy to accept, but there was no time, and the prince said that he couldn't get through it today, "If Madame makes up her mind to try, arrange it quickly, if you think it's unbelievable, I have no other way." "If it gets worse, oral hydration will be useless, and it will be impossible to do intravenous drips here.

Mrs. Dong has already witnessed the strange thing happening, since she has already tried it once, why not try it a second time, "I'll go and ask someone to arrange it and send it as soon as possible." ”

Yang Mo's jaw head, I'm afraid that the sheep intestines are not strong enough, and they will melt when they encounter gastric juice, "I have to prepare a few more, I can't say that there will be a use in the future, and I also want those andrographis boiled water to soak the sheep intestines and then dry them." ”

Andrographis liquid can be used for sterilization, which is the easiest disinfection method she can think of at the moment.

Yang Mo looked at the hourglass next to her, she was afraid that it would be too late, she couldn't stay here all the time, fortunately, what was not lacking in ancient times was manpower, and now she had to calm down and check what kind of illness the prince was.

Yang Mo walked to the side of the bed, if there was an injury in the skull, it should leave a trace, stretched out his hand to open his cheek, the jaw with green stubble looked very resolute, with a little majesty of a military general, no wonder the mother in charge just now did not dare to blow.

There is no obvious scar on the head, and there are no symptoms of a basilar skull fracture, so why did he fall unconscious?

"Where was the prince injured on the battlefield?" Yang Mo raised her head and followed Mrs. Dong's gaze to the lower body of the prince.

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