The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 313
At night, Hong Yun suddenly became ill.

Gu Yaoyao was sitting in front of her son's bed at that time, holding a cold towel in her hands to wipe her son's forehead to cool down, and comforting him constantly.

At any rate, the fourth elder brother can sometimes recognize that Gu Yaoyao is taking care of him, but Xiao Hongyun doesn't recognize anyone at all.

He was in a deep sleep, but suddenly he vomited—if Gu Yaoyao didn't dare to close his eyes to guard his son, and found out in time, Hong Yun's sleeping position would easily be choked and vomited in his throat Things get suffocated.

In fact, it is particularly dangerous.

Gu Yaoyao has been taking care of Yinzhen and Hongyun for an unknown amount of time, and her physical exhaustion has probably reached its limit.

Dailan and Liu'er came in to hand her things and wait on her. Although she also gave orders and instructions to the servants, it was as if she was in a dream when she spoke.

Just very dazed, confused.

Dailan saw that Fujin was not in the right state, and persuaded Fujin several times to let him go to rest.

Gu Yaoyao looked at Hong Yun's bright red face, how could she really fall asleep?
At this time, Hongyun vomited profusely, and Gu Yaoyao jumped up in shock.

She propped Hong Yun up with all her strength, and saw that his small hands were weakly propped on the edge of the bed, and his whole small body was about to slide down—because of the illness, his shoulders became thinner, his body was smaller and his head was bigger.

It looks even more pitiful.

Hong Yun vomited non-stop, crying in pain while vomiting: "My mother! I'm afraid! My mother!"

Gu Yaoyao thought her son recognized her at first, and kept comforting Hong Yun by hugging Hong Yun's back: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Erniang is right here!"

But later, she found out—in fact, Hong Yun didn't recognize her at all.

His crying was nothing more than the child instinctively calling out to his mother when he was feeling uncomfortable.

Now, even if Er Niang hugs him in front of him, Hong Yun doesn't know.

Both Dailan and Liu'er rushed in, holding a copper basin to pick up elder brother Hongyun's vomit.

The two maidservants looked at elder brother Hongyun's face turning red, especially the tip of his nose, as if he was about to bleed.

Just now, in order not to disturb Hongyun's sleep, the lights in the room were very dim, and from Gu Yaoyao's perspective, the vomit in the copper basin looked very dark.

It's like... blood!

Gu Yaoyao thought of Xiao Daizi saying that the fourteenth elder brother vomited blood before he died, and his heart sank suddenly, and a dense layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

She said to Liu'er, "Bring the lamp!"

When she said this, Gu Yaoyao could hear her own voice trembling.

She found herself terrified, terribly hopeless.

Her Hongyun is only six years old this year, what if he sees a basin full of blood?
Liu'er staggered and lifted the lampstand over, Gu Yaoyao snatched it, and pointed it into the copper basin to shine—fortunately!In the copper basin are only some soups and medicines and food residues that Hongyun vomited, which is a false vision caused by the slightly purple color of the copper basin and the reflection of the dark light in the room.

She breathed a sigh of relief, before she could speak, Hong Yun's little hand grabbed her sleeve suddenly.

Gu Yaoyao stared in horror, looked at her child, and began to gasp heavily—some of the vomit still choked into the trachea.

Hong Yun's face turned red and then turned purple, and his little hands were helplessly grasping his neck.

Dailan almost crawled out on hands and feet, and cried when she reached the door: "The imperial doctor! The imperial doctor, come and save me! Call the imperial doctor!"

Mother Hai, who was guarding the door, heard movement at this time. Although she couldn't see what was going on in the house, she knew that the little elder brother was in a very dangerous situation from the look on Dailan's face.

She and Xiao Daizi rushed to the side room in a panic.

The Imperial Physician lived in the side room next to him. After being exhausted during the day, the Imperial Physician was just leaning against the head of the bed with his clothes on, and half of the brocade quilt was loosely draped over his shoulders to keep out the cold.

Hearing the movement, the imperial physician opened the door just now, and Xiao Daizi stretched out her hand and pulled the imperial physician out.

……

In the room, under the extreme fear and anxiety, Gu Yaoyao's mind once went blank.

When she regained consciousness, she found that her fingers were stuck in her son's mouth, trying to help Hong Yun dig out the vomit in his mouth.

Hong Yun's small teeth were biting on her fingers.

But it's useless - the vomit is choked into the trachea, where can it be picked out?
Hong Yun himself was coughing desperately, but firstly he was young, and secondly he was also sick. How could a child who was physically weak be able to cough?
Seeing that Hongyun was panting violently, the front of his clothes was dirty and wet, and his eyeballs were struggling to move.

Seeing that Hong Yun couldn't cry anymore, and his little hand slipped off his arm little by little, Gu Yaoyao lost his mind: "No! No! Hong Yun! My God!!"

Who will save her child!

If it is not a mother with a child, it is difficult to understand the despair that the soul is about to disperse at this moment.

Gu Yaoyao's knees softened, and she knelt on the carpet, her lips trembling uncontrollably. In the midst of great panic, she suddenly remembered the Heimlich first aid method she had seen before time travel.

She has never hated herself so much for not memorizing this first aid method as at this moment. She can only vaguely remember a general idea: on the premise that the patient is awake, the operator stands behind the patient, hugs the patient with both hands, squeezes the Pressure in the chest cavity increases, allowing blockages in the airways to escape.

But exactly where it is squeezed and in what direction - Gu Yaoyao has never looked at it carefully!

But after traveling to this time and space, the people around him must not know this method.

There was no way she could ask for help.

Gu Yaoyao tightly pursed her lips, grabbed Hong Yun's small arms, hugged him in front of her, and tried a few times.

fail.

……

The imperial physician had also arrived at this time, and through Dailan's incoherent narration along the way, the imperial physician understood what happened.

As soon as he rushed into the room, the imperial physician saw that Fujin's face was extremely pale, but his expression was terribly calm.

She slumped on the carpet, holding her little elder brother in her arms, lowering her head, mouth to mouth with the child.

The imperial physician understood with just one glance—the mother was sucking out all the dangerous debris from the child's mouth.

clever!

After a while, Hong Yun coughed violently and burst into tears, his purple face also turned red.

"It's done! It's done!" Mother Hai was so excited that she burst into tears.

She patted her thick palms, rushed forward to hold brother Hongyun's little arm, and rubbed his back for him.

Gu Yaoyao let go of his hand, and the whole person fell to the side, his head tilted on the back of the chair next to him, and he couldn't help panting.

She watched the servants carry Hongyun to bed, the imperial physician whispered instructions to the servants, but Gu Yaoyao still couldn't get up.

She sat on the carpet, clenched her fingers slightly—drawing deep and shallow marks on the carpet.

(End of this chapter)