Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Wound

Chen Sicheng lowered his head and seriously checked the middle-aged man's situation, probed his pulse, touched the major artery in his neck for a few seconds, his eyes suddenly became serious, and he turned back to the conductor and said, "I need a flashlight." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

The attendant next to him hurriedly handed over a flashlight equipped on the train, Chen Sicheng opened the person's eyelids, shone it with a flashlight, and said, "The situation is more serious, it is shock." The pupils are still dilated for the time being, but they are already very weak. When did he pass out, and how did he behave before he passed out? ”

The attendant who led the man to the 6th carriage was next to him, and hurriedly said: "This guest vomited in the bathroom of the 13th carriage at first, and then I took him out and asked him if he needed help, but he ignored me and just walked to the 6th carriage, and I brought him over, stumbling along the way, knocking down many people." Later, when he sat down, he closed his eyes and didn't speak, and I saw that he had nothing else to do, so I left. But within a few minutes, a passenger came over and said that the man seemed to have fainted, so I hurried over and saw such a scene. ”

The passengers around him were babbling about the scene, and it turned out that after the middle-aged man sat down, he fell into a deep sleep soon after. At first, no one cared, but then the person suddenly had convulsions, and the passengers around him immediately felt that something was wrong and hurriedly notified the flight attendant.

"We thought he was drunk and occasionally talked nonsense, but we didn't expect to faint suddenly."

Chen Sicheng frowned, and said thoughtfully: "Alcohol poisoning? It looks pretty similar. ”

Xu Xiaobai listened to his conversation with others in the back, adding: "At first, when he vomited in the bathroom, I was also next to him, but I got close to him and smelled him, but I didn't smell alcohol." ”

Chen Sicheng lowered his head slightly, sniffed for a while, and said, "There is indeed no smell of alcohol." But as it stands, alcoholism is still the biggest possibility. He is dangerous and needs to be administered CPR immediately. ”

CPR? Xu Xiaobai had received a little first-aid common sense and knew that CPR was the abbreviation of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, Chen Sicheng put the man on the ground, turned back to Xu Xiaobai and said, "You press his heart, I will give artificial respiration." ”

Xu Xiaobai nodded, stepped forward to unbutton the button on the man's chest, folded his hands and pressed them in the middle of his ribs, and was too eager to activate the internal strength method, and pressed it down all at once. The man didn't react, Xu Xiaobai continued to press, controlling his rhythm.

Chen Sicheng didn't care about the stench in the man's mouth, pinched his nose, and began to give him artificial respiration.

The attendants and passengers in the carriage looked at the two men curiously, probably they had never seen what first aid was all about. Xu Xiaobai knows that cardiopulmonary resuscitation is an emergency measure that must be taken for people in shock, but whether this measure is effective depends on whether the rescue is in time. If it's too late, even CPR won't work.

While respiring artificially, Chen Sicheng took the time to say to the conductor: "Even if cardiopulmonary resuscitation is effective, it cannot completely solve the problem, and I need medical support on the ground." ”

The conductor, who was very experienced, obviously not the first time he had encountered such a situation, heard him say: "I have informed the ground that I will stop at the nearest station, and ask the station to have a medical ambulance, and I will stop in about twenty minutes." ”

Chen Sicheng nodded and did not speak, and continued to perform artificial respiration.

About ten minutes have passed, which is usually very short, but in this time it is extraordinarily long. Xu Xiaobai has the Tai Chi internal strength method in his body, and it is not effortless to do this CPR, but the embarrassing thing is that Chen Sicheng is not tired when he does artificial respiration, and it seems that he usually does this kind of thing. Just when everyone thought that they had no way to recover, the man suddenly convulsed, and his body reacted slightly.

Chen Sicheng was overjoyed and said, "There is a play! Go on! ”

Xu Xiaobai pressed the position of the person's heart even harder, and the person's reaction became more and more obvious, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

Chen Sicheng stopped artificial respiration, took out a flashlight to shine on the man's eyes, and said happily: "The pupils are dilated obviously, it seems that he has been saved!" He took his hand to check the man's pulse, and found that although the beating was faint, it was a reaction after all.

Xu Xiaobai also breathed a sigh of relief, he was worried that this person was a zombie, and he had been worried in his heart, but now that Chen Sicheng has rescued this person, it seems that this person is not a zombie, but he doesn't know why he passed out. If it is a zombie, it has lost the basic physiological signs of human beings, and it should not be saved by CPR.

Chen Sicheng slapped the man's face hard and asked, "Can you hear me?" ”

The man nodded slightly, his throat wuluwulu, but he couldn't speak. Chen Sicheng knew that this person's sanity had not yet recovered, but there was nothing good to do. CPR can only be done when the person is unconscious, and when the person wakes up, CPR can no longer be used. He could only slap the man in the face as best he could, trying to sober him up.

At this time, the vehicle finally slowly approached, and Xu Xiaobai saw an ambulance parked on the platform through the window. The conductor walked to the door, and when the door opened, he immediately directed the command car on the ground to carry the stretcher into the carriage. Chen Sicheng and the others worked together to lift the man onto the stretcher and put him in the ambulance. Xu Xiaobai also helped.

Seeing the stretcher in the ambulance, Chen Sicheng and Xu Xiaobai both breathed a sigh of relief. As a passenger, they have done their best, and whether this person can survive depends on whether the people on the ground can give this person medical assistance in time.

The conductor shook hands with the staff in the ambulance, asking them to get the man to the hospital as soon as possible. The staff nodded vigorously and turned around to close the door. At this time, there were already staff members inside who were putting the person on the first aid facility, and through the ambulance door that was about to close, Xu Xiaobai glanced at the person lying on the stretcher, his sleeves were rolled up, and an infusion needle was about to be inserted into his arm.

Wounds! The man's arm, near the crook of the elbow, had an inconspicuous wound.

When he gave first aid to this person before, because of the urgency of the situation, Chen Sicheng didn't have time to check whether there were any wounds on this person's body, and seeing that this person did not lose too much blood, and there were no blood stains on his body, everyone didn't think about it. But at this moment, with superhuman eyesight, Xu Xiaobai saw the inconspicuous wound on this person's arm, the wound was no longer bleeding, and it was about to scar. Judging by the size of the wound, it will definitely not be fatal.

But why is there a green body fluid oozing out next to the wound?

Xu Xiaobaiyun was extremely eye-catching, wanting to see more clearly, but at this moment, the door of the ambulance was closed, and he couldn't see anything.

Am I dazzled? He patted his head, and said to himself, could it be that he was frightened by several zombie disasters, and always unconsciously thought of the zombies?