Being scolded as a poor widow, I relied on supernatural powers to counterattack in ancient times

Chapter 151

Hold the child from the back, place the knuckles of the left hand on the position of the two horizontal fingers above the child's navel, hold the fist of the left hand with the right hand, and quickly impact upward and inward. Because the impact is too large, the child's head shakes.

Everyone: "..."

Is this really hopeless?

Why does it look like a victim?
But when I think about it, none of us dare to interrupt her. Everyone has said that a dead horse should be treated as a living horse doctor. What if she is rescued?
Dr. Cheng was also dumbfounded seeing Baiyunxi's strange movements.
What is this sister-in-law doing?What do you do to squeeze the child's stomach? The child is uncomfortable enough, but also an external force?

In fact, Baiyunxi has no idea. In her world, this kind of first aid is called Hiram's first aid method. This kind of operation can make the diaphragm rapidly lift, increase the intrathoracic pressure, and help expel foreign objects in the airway.

The method is easy to use, but there is a golden rescue time.

The kid was clearly delayed.

After hitting ten times in a row, the child still didn't move. Bai Yunxi looked sideways at the child's flushed face, lowered the child's head a little more, and hit hard again, silently counting the number of times in his heart. No movement, she gave up.

Just when she silently counted to nine, she heard a vomit sound, the child vomited, and along with the vomit, rolled out a dark brown hard core.

After vomiting for a while, the child stopped. Bai Yunxi carried him to the small bed, looked at the frightened group of people,

"...The child spit it out, it's fine."

"Wuuu...my child, my son of a bitch, you almost scared mother to death." The woman closest to her rushed over, and just as she was about to hold the child, Bai Yunxi grabbed her arm.

"The child has been choking for a long time and has just recovered. You can't get too close. He can't breathe easily."

There are many people surrounded by poor air circulation, and it is easy to lack oxygen, but this cannot be said.

After being shocked, Dr. Cheng didn't care about getting dirty, and picked up the brown hard core from a piece of vomited species.

"It's nonsense. How can such a hard preserved fruit be eaten by a four- or five-year-old child? They can't chew it at all. If they don't pay attention, they can be sucked into the trachea and get stuck in the throat."

The man squatting on the ground wiped his tears, took the hard core from the doctor's hands, and looked confused, didn't he just eat chicken cakes?Why are there really hard objects?

Hu Ziniang rushed over, snatched the candied fruit from the man, held it up to the old lady,
"Mother, did you feed this to Hu Zi or his aunt?"

The old lady looked at the candied fruit, pouted, and her face turned pale. Before she could speak, an eight or nine-year-old girl rushed in from the door.

"Father and mother, I saw it. This candied fruit was stuffed into my brother's mouth by my aunt."

The little girl wiped the sweat from her forehead,

"I really saw it. My aunt said at the time that this preserved fruit is always sweet in her mouth and can be eaten for a long time. Unlike chicken cakes, it disappears after three or two bites."

As soon as these words came out, the old lady's face turned pale. Today is her 50th birthday, and several daughters came to celebrate her birthday, bringing her favorite chicken cake and several boxes of preserved fruits.

The egg cake is soft, and the eldest girl wants to leave good things to her. The children are greedy, so just stuff them with preserved fruit and coax them.

While speaking, the eldest daughter casually squeezed a candied apricot and stuffed it into Huzi's mouth.

It was fine at the beginning, but who knew that the child would get stuck in his throat after a while, and seeing the grandson choking straight up, they were terrified enough.

(End of this chapter)