Chapter Ninety-Three: First Aid

The child was hungry, severely malnourished, and probably ate something that could not be used as food.

The child is now in a coma and is in a critical condition that could go into shock at any moment.

They don't have first-aid equipment and capabilities, and if she goes into shock, it will lead to multi-organ failure such as respiratory function, heart function, etc., and then she will really be hopeless.

Zhou Xiaoan had seen the introduction of this a few times before, and knew that he couldn't move her violently now, so he had to quickly replenish some food for her, and when she recovered a little, he would seek medical treatment as soon as possible.

But is it salt or sugar to supplement it?

Zhou Xiaoan couldn't wait to knock on his head like a little boy, why did he feel that this situation was as far away as his own Mars, and he didn't care to look at it at all!

Unable to care about anything else, Zhou Xiaoan shouted to the little boy while rummaging through the bag, "Don't feed it!" She can't eat it! Go find warm water, I have milk powder here, I have sugar! ”

Only then did the people in the house notice Zhou Xiaoan, and they all looked at this girl who suddenly appeared in mud.

Zhou Xiaoan saw that the boy was still stunned, so he was so anxious to go up and kick him, "Hurry up!" Want to starve your sister?! ”

Only then did the boy react, he didn't care about anything, he got up and ran outside.

The situation was urgent, and there was no time to cover her up, Zhou Xiaoan directly used the satchel as a cover, grabbed a handful of milk powder from the space, and ordered the woman who cried the most: "Bowl!" ”

The woman looked at the handful of milk powder in Zhou Xiaoan's hand, her lips trembled, and suddenly her legs were weak and she knelt on the ground, "Save my little girl!" Please! I'll be a cow and a horse for you in the future......" He collapsed on the ground and cried again.

Zhou Xiaoan was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, this is his mother, right? Why are you so confused! Hurry up and save the child! Is this the time to cry?!

If you delay for a minute, your child will have less hope of survival!

Fortunately, another middle-aged woman was an understanding person, and hurriedly ran out and hugged a stack of large bowls.

Zhou Xiaoan grabbed two handfuls of milk powder and a handful of sugar into the bowl, thought about it, and grabbed another handful of salt.

She didn't know whether to make up salt or sugar, so she had to make up for both!

It must be difficult to eat, so take it as medicine, how can medicine be delicious......

The boy quickly came back with a thermos with a bamboo shell and carefully handed it to Zhou Xiao'an.

Everyone looked at Zhou Xiao'an and regarded her as all the hope that Xiao Niuniu could live.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhou Xiaoan's all his attention was on making milk powder to save the child, and he didn't notice it at all, and he wasn't nervous.

After brewing the milk powder, Zhou Xiaoan carefully took another large bowl and poured it on each other to cool, while instructing, "Spoon." ”

Another hurried footstep ran out, and in a moment the little boy came with a spoon.

Zhou Xiaoan asked him to help the little girl on the bed, raised her head, and fed her a little first, but fortunately, the child was not completely unconscious, and he knew how to swallow, and he would be able to feed it later.

The people in the room held their breath and watched the child slowly drink a spoonful, and another spoonful, and no one dared to disturb them.

After feeding more than a dozen spoonfuls, the little girl suddenly coughed, tilted her head, and spit out everything she had drunk.

The little girl's mother cried out again, "I can't eat the milk powder!" Oh my little girl! Why are you so miserable! ”

An old lady who came out of nowhere stood far away and looked at this side hatefully, "Useless thing! Damn it, no one has a trick! See, milk powder can't be saved! What is useful to eat? I'll just say it's a waste of food for her! ”

Zhou Xiaoan looked at the anxious little boy, nodded and smiled at him, "Okay!" If only I could spit it out! ”

The little boy's eyes, which were already about to be desperate, lit up at once, and he looked at Zhou Xiaoan eagerly, almost treating her as an immortal who could come back to life.

Zhou Xiaoan took out a big towel from his backpack, padded it to the little girl under her neck, and continued to feed her milk powder while explaining to the little boy, "She hasn't eaten for a long time, right?" Suddenly eating something in the stomach and intestines can't stand it, and vomiting is normal, which proves that the stomach and intestines are starting to be normal, and it will be good to eat again. ”

Everyone listened carefully to Zhou Xiao'an's words, and the little girl's mother sat on the ground again, crying mournfully, "My little girl's daughter is saved...... My chick has met a nobleman......"

The old lady who was standing far away pursed her lips and muttered hatefully, "One more meal!" Such a good thing, let this money-losing goods be ruined! ”

No one paid attention to her words, and they all looked intently at the little girl who was drinking milk powder one by one, and only a little boy of five or six years old came over to pull the old lady's clothes, "Milk, I want to drink milk powder too!" She's a girl, don't give her a drink! ”

The old lady glared fiercely, took the little boy's hand and took him out, "You are obedient, and the milk will take you to enjoy the happiness in the city......"

Zhou Xiaoan fed Xiao Niuniu more than ten spoonfuls of milk powder, and her lip color recovered a little, no longer full of lifeless gray.

The breathing was also noticeable, not so faint that it was almost invisible

Zhou Xiaoan put down the bowl and instructed the little boy, "Just hold her like this and let her slow down first." "For extremely weak children, eating is actually very tiring.

You have to take it step by step, little by little, to make her recover.

"Sister, my sister won't die, will she?!" The little boy looked at Zhou Xiao'an with burning eyes, the anticipation and urgency in his eyes were so intense, and so fragile, as if Zhou Xiao'an only shook his head, his world would collapse.

Zhou Xiaoan didn't know, although the little girl had been temporarily relieved, she didn't know if she could survive in the future, and whether there would be sequelae.

However, at this moment, she didn't dare to speak, she was afraid that the light in the little boy's eyes would dim instantly.

Zhou Xiaoan smiled and nodded, nodding with great certainty, she herself believed it, "Xiao Niuniu will definitely get better!" ”

The little boy's tears flowed out of his eyes, and his cheeks were wet in an instant. He hugged his lost sister tightly and buried his face in her.

Zhou Xiaoan was already soft-hearted, and when the little boy cried like this, he also cried. But she's an adult, and she can't just cry.

Zhou Xiaoan sniffed, and with a thick nasal voice, he ordered the tall middle-aged man who had been standing by and staring at Xiao Niuniu, "Hurry up and prepare the car, Xiao Niuniu will send her to the hospital slowly!" ”

Grandpa once said that in the 60s and 70s, the steel mill hospital was quite far away from their home, and the second uncle had a high fever in the middle of the night, and he ran for an hour on his back to go to first aid.

The little girl can't run for an hour now, she's too fragile to withstand such bumps and tosses.

The middle-aged man hurriedly ran out, and the old lady's scolding suddenly sounded in the courtyard, "Didn't you say it, don't send it to the hospital!" What's the use of sending to the hospital? The second girl has the same disease as her, and she died if she was sent there!?

Poor toss! What are you doing with the money when you send it to the hospital?! Your father, your second brother, and your third brother are all starving at home! You don't want to worry about your family, and the little money you earn is wasted on these money-losing goods!

Another day of delay! You earn enough to eat in your hometown for several days a day, don't you know?! Do you still have a conscience? Just take care of these cubs, and there is no one in your eyes?! (To be continued.) )