The little ancestor of the big brother's family is wild and fierce

Chapter 551 I won't let go, even Lord Yama won't dare to take it away

Wen Xin put her hand on the patient's wrist, and the patient's pulse was weak. She felt that the patient would not be able to wait for the ambulance to come in.

At this moment, Wen Xin inadvertently saw the pen dropped on the ground, she reached out to pick it up, took the alcohol on the side, and used alcohol to disinfect the pen holder.

Everyone looked at Wen Xin's operation and was a little puzzled. Some people wanted to ask, but before they even came, Wen Xin said first: "The injured person's chest is congested and needs to be drained urgently. Please help me cut the patient's clothes." Open, I will operate."

"Little classmate, if you do this, the patient's accident will not be an accidental death! And..."

The professor on the side pulled Wen Xin's wrist to stop Wen Xin's movements. He felt that the patient's family could accept the patient's accidental death, but they couldn't accept the death caused by improper rescue. Since it was hopeless, there was no need to take another one. people's future.

Knowing the professor's kindness, Wen Xin turned her head to look at the old professor, and she gave the old professor a firm look.

"Please believe me, as long as I don't let go of the patient, even Lord Yama will not dare to take him away!"

Wen Xin's voice was cold and confident, and the people around couldn't help but look at Wen Xin. They all felt that Wen Xin was too conceited. Who would dare to say such a thing?

Su Haoran believed in Wen Xin's strength, so he used scissors to cut open the patient's skirt, completely exposing the patient's chest, and disinfected the patient with alcohol.

The professor who stopped Wen Xin just now was very disdainful of Wen Xin's arrogance. He let go of Wen Xin's hand. He had already advised her in advance, but she didn't listen. Don't blame him for not reminding her if something happened.

Wen Xin took out a cylindrical thing like a pen holder from the backpack, which contained acupuncture and moxibustion of various sizes.

Those who were paying attention here were all taken aback when they saw it. They didn't expect a young girl to carry acupuncture with her. What's going on?
Wen Xin held the pen holder in her hand, looked at Su Haoran, her black eyes were very serious, "Professor Su, help me hold the patient, you are not allowed to let go until I finish acupuncture."

"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe!"

Su Haoran is very fortunate that every time Wen Xin is faced with this situation, Wen Xin is willing to trust him. Her trust makes him more determined that he must do a good job. He knows that the fate of Wen Xin and the patient is in control. in his hands.

After Wen Xin gave Su Haoran a look, he raised his hand and poked the pen holder on the patient's chest forcefully. In an instant, the blood on the chest sprayed out along the pen holder like a fountain.

Wen Xin's hand was quick. After the amount of bleeding reached her estimated amount of blood, she pulled out the penholder, and neatly put the acupuncture on the man's body. The blood that was oozing out gradually stopped. .

At this time, the patient's breathing also became stable. Wen Xin wiped the blood on his hands with gauze beside him, and pressed his fingers on the patient's wrist.

About a minute later, Wen Xin raised her head and raised her eyebrows at Su Haoran, "I'm alive, so I shouldn't be dead."

Sun Miao took care of the patient on the side and ran over. Just seeing such a scene, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Sure enough, calling Wen Xin over was the most correct choice. She had to admit that Wen Xin was really amazing!

At this moment, Wen Xin remembered the roar of the plane above his head, looked up, and saw some people in medical uniforms carrying medical kits, descending through the helicopter's ladder.

"The rescue team is here, but this patient is inconvenient to be transported by helicopter..."

"The ambulance came in...the ambulance came in..."

The person in charge of Beijing University looked at the slowly approaching ambulance and yelled excitedly. After being stuck in traffic for so long, the ambulance finally came in.

Wen Xin looked at Su Haoran, she judged that the patient would be safe and sound as long as the operation was performed, she looked at Su Haoran, "Professor Su, this patient, you should follow along, when you arrive in the operating room, equip all the equipment, and put your body on Acupuncture removed, "

"Miss Wen, you..."

"Don't worry, this patient is only bleeding from the chest cavity, which is compressing the internal organs. Now the congestion is being discharged. I believe you can handle the rest. I won't go. I still have to go to military training."

Hearing that military training is still needed, everyone who has relaxed can't help but look at Wen Xin. The medical skills are already so good, and military training is needed. Is there a mistake?It's incredible.

"Okay, then the ambulance and I will take him away!" Su Haoran has been able to understand Wen Xin's thoughts, he probably guessed that this is the road that Wen Xin paved for him, he doesn't know what kind of method he should use There is a way to repay Wen Xin.

From the time Mu's family met Wen Xin, his life was like a hang-up. This was something he never thought of in his life.

The ambulance arrived, and all the candidates in the ambulance got out of the car, carried the treated wounded patients into the ambulance, and left quickly.

Some of the wounded were treated by the remaining paramedics and the medics on the base.

The professor who stopped Wen Xin just now walked to Wen Xin with a pack of wet wipes. Wen Xin was squatting on the side of the road, washing her hands with clean water. She hated the feeling of blood sticking to her hands, which made her feel sick.

"Little girl, is your master Zhuge Jingming?" Looking at Wen Xin's acupuncture techniques, the professor's first thought was that she was Zhuge Jingming's apprentice, but he couldn't figure it out. Her medical skills are much better than theirs, which isn't too bad possible.

Unless she's a genius.

Wen Xin ran out of water in her hand. When she saw the disinfectant wipes handed over, she raised her head, said thank you, and then took it.

"I'm not Mr. Zhuge's apprentice, my master is better than him." Wen Xin didn't lie, her master was Zhuge Jingming's master, much better than him.

"Your master is stronger than him, so who is your master? Is it convenient for Fang to reveal it?"

Wen Xin's answer made the professor's eyes light up. He really doesn't know who else is a Chinese medicine doctor who is more powerful than Zhuge Jingming in the capital except the one in front of him.

"My master passed away a few years ago. I just thanked you for your kindness. However, it is the bounden duty of a doctor to heal the sick and save the sick. You cannot give up a life just because you are afraid of causing trouble."

Wen Xin stood up, put the wet wipe in her hand into the bag, and looked for a place to throw it away.

When she raised her head, she saw a slender figure hurriedly walking towards her. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a warm smile appeared on her face.

The man walked up to Wen Xin, saw the blood on Wen Xin's body, and frowned tightly.

"It's not my blood. It was splashed on you when you rescued someone. Did you drive here? Take me away. I want to take a shower and change clothes."

Wen Xin explained the blood on his body before Mu Chengxi opened his mouth, and Mu Chengxi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)