Chapter 120: The Boy on the Plane (1)
It turned out that just when the plane was turbulent, an old man sitting in the front row suddenly began to have convulsions because of a heart attack, and then suddenly fainted, which made his daughter shocked and screamed dead. However, because the plane was not yet stable, the crew had to comfort the passengers and first aid the patients for a while, and they couldn't help but be a little scrambling.
"Woo woo woo...... What's going on...... Why is this all of a sudden, what should my dad do...... You broken planes, you stupid ......" the old man's daughter howled and cried, escalating the already panicked atmosphere in the plane again.
The flight attendant hurriedly brought a first-aid kit, but there were only some simple debridement and righting medicines in it.
At this critical juncture, several flight attendants did not dare to act rashly around them, like a circle of sculptures by the flower pond. Although they have all been trained in cardiopulmonary resuscitation and other first-aid techniques, they are afraid that they will not be able to save the elderly and take responsibility, so each of them dares to step forward to help. So I had to contact the purser.
After receiving the report from the rear cabin attendant, the purser immediately arranged for the cabin radio to find the medical staff on board and reported the situation to the captain. And at this moment, the young man who was sitting behind Ding Lingxiu and them just now had already squeezed into the crowd angrily, pushed away several flight attendants who were at a loss, and scolded sharply:
"Go get ready for an automatic defibrillator and oxygen."
The three flight attendants were startled by this roar, but still stood still, and their purser also came over at this time.
"Are you a family member of a patient? Please do not act without permission, please cooperate with us, we flight attendants have received first aid training, if you do first aid without authorization, if something happens, please take responsibility for yourself. The purser's voice was calm, but unspeakable.
The young man glanced at her and said in a loud voice:
"I'm a doctor."
There was also an uproar in the crowd, after all, doctors are no different than other professions, and doctors tend to be trusted more and more when they get older. And it is unconvincing for a teenager to be so young, even if he claims to be a doctor and saves an old man who has fainted without authorization.
When the young man finished speaking, he immediately took out a card similar to Zheng Jian from his white leather bag and handed it to the purser, who was also disdainful at first, glanced at the young man and took the card. And when she saw the card, she was so surprised that she carefully compared the photos on the card with the boy himself several times, her eyes widened, and her attitude became respectful.
"I see, I'm sorry for you." The purser said in a daze.
"Please...... Please save my father......" The woman on the side burst into tears again, pulling the boy at her tugging.
The boy nodded slightly, he pushed the woman's hand away, and asked for a blanket from the stewardess to spread it on the ground.
He first probed the old man's snort, then gently supported the old man's head, and slowly hugged the old man from his seat, his dark eyes flashing with smart light. Unlike the normal method of diagnosis, the teenager's fingers formed a strange gesture, which flowed little by little on the old man's body. When his hand moved to the position of the old man's heart, he saw that his calm eyebrows suddenly locked together, and he immediately held the old man's head up again, and tilted his chin up, this action was obviously to allow him to ensure that his airway was clear. Then he put one hand on the old man's forehead, and at the same time raised his chin, maintaining the posture of letting the old man look up, and the young man looked at the old man carefully, and after looking at it for a long time, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
When everyone's eyes were focused on the boy to see how he saved the old man's life, a flight attendant ran over in a panic and said:
"Oh no, doctor, doctor, the automatic defibrillator in this plane is broken?"
"What should I do, you have to save my father...... the woman on the side reflexively cried again.
The young man was much calmer than just now, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was more obvious this time:
"Hehe, you are really lucky to meet me, without the automatic defibrillator, if you change to another doctor, your father is really powerless."
After the young man finished speaking, his face was immediately full of confidence. He put his hands together, raised them above his head, and made a stretching motion.
Immediately afterwards, the boy suddenly knelt on the right side of the old man and began to compress his heart. The boy's technique is very special, it doesn't look like a professional technique, the force is very strong, and you can even feel his muscles vibrating, usually with such a large force, but it is easy to break the patient's sternum. But unexpectedly, despite such a great force, there was no slight sound when pressed against the old man's chest, as if the strength had been transmitted to the sponge.
The boy did this for a while, but the old man still did not get better, his body was still convulsing, and his consciousness did not recover. Seeing that the old man didn't react, the purser began to be a little suspicious of the young man, so she hurriedly patted a flight attendant next to her and whispered: "It doesn't look good, let the captain immediately contact the personnel of the ground emergency center, and if it doesn't work, it will be forced to land." ”
Nothing has changed, or nothing has changed.
At this moment, the hearts of all the people present were hanging together, and the old man's daughter was crying non-stop, which made Ding Lingxiu feel restless. Although the plane has come to the edge of the turbulence in the clear sky, there will still be a slight turbulence. The passengers' heads poked into it, not knowing if it was kindness, sympathy, or just watching the excitement.
Contrary to the other people's expressions, the expression on the young man's face was not as nervous as at the beginning, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if it was a trivial matter to bring the old man back to life, who was almost hanging up. Gradually, his technique changed, his palms seemed to work harder, and each press was accompanied by a crisp bone sound.
"You bastard, are you a doctor or not, what are you doing? You let go of my father...... My father is dying, I'll fight with you......" The woman yelled at the boy in a hoarse voice, if she hadn't been stopped by the flight attendant, she would have rushed over and tore the teenager apart.
Everyone else looked at the calm teenager unusually nervously, and the purser also frowned, his teeth biting his lips that had already dried up.
"Or ...... Let me try it...... I also do CPR. The other flight attendant couldn't stand it anymore and hesitated for a while before saying to the teenager.
The young man's face did not change, and he continued to crunch and press the old man's chest, ignoring the outside world at all.
As time passed, countless eyes focused on the boy, and these eyes were about to penetrate the boy. And just after he had pressed it for nearly thirty times, the old man finally made a slight uh-huh-ah sound when he opened his mouth.
"There's a reaction, there's a reaction." A flight attendant shouted.
"Look, this old man is really alive, I'll go, this guy is quite powerful." A passenger pointed to the boy and said to a girl next to him.
"Nonsense, he was just dizzy, so hard to press him, can he wake up without pain?" The other passenger gave them a disdainful glance and said something cool.
"Then you have the ability, why don't you go and save people?" The girl scolded.
"It's amazing, it was saved in a few moments so quickly." The other passengers were also amazed.
The young man remained silent, but changed the speed of his hand and pressed it thirty more times, and then the old man's breathing became obvious, and his eyes began to open a slit slightly. It was a turning point that was obviously a sign of life, and the boy stopped pressing and quietly listened to the old man's breathing, and after a while, the old man finally had a steady breath.
Seeing that the old man was breathing steadily, the young man slowly opened the white leather bag beside him and took out three medicine bottles from it.
The boy opened the cap with great speed, and before anyone else could react, the vial had already been unscrewed and set aside. The three vials were exactly the same size and shape, and they didn't even have a label, so they looked like they were the same medicine. But the boy just sniffed it lightly, and seemed to have a judgment, and then took out a small iron bowl from the white leather bag, gently pinched the mouth of the bowl, and with a slight frustration of his two fingers, the small iron bowl immediately spun rapidly.
The boy is like a bartending, changing the fancy style of flipping the three medicine bottles in his hand, whenever the medicine in the medicine bottle flows out of the mouth of the bottle, the boy immediately turns his wrist, these medicine bottles fly out of the boy's hand one after another, spiraling in the air, and gradually form three water columns of similar color, but obviously different shades of water, these three water columns are stirred together, less than three seconds, they are completely mixed by the teenager, the teenager catches the medicine bottle in the air with a very fast technique, and the left and right hands are black and white, forming a Tai Chi. When he put the vial back in its original position, the three streams of water stopped spinning and instantly converged into the bowl.
After the liquid medicine was mixed, the young man stuck the old man's jaw with his hand, and slowly poured the liquid medicine into the old man's mouth, and the thick liquid medicine was poured into it gurgling, and everyone looked at the young man and the old man nervously, among which there were many people waiting to see the excitement, after all, the old man had just recovered, and it was still a question whether he could catch the next breath at this time.
The young man poured all the liquid medicine in the iron bowl into the old man's mouth, clapped his hands and stood up, and said:
"Alright, hand me the oxygen mask."
The flight attendant hurriedly pushed the oxygen cylinder from the back of the cabin and handed the oxygen mask to the teenager.
The teenager put on an oxygen mask for the old man and asked a flight attendant to sit and watch over him, put the medicine bottle and iron fist back in his backpack and slowly stood up.
The woman was still crying, and the purser saw that the old man had not woken up, and he was also a little suspicious, so he grabbed the young man and asked:
He ...... You okay. ”
The boy smiled and said:
"At such an age, of course there will be problems, but that will be at least ten years later." R1058