Merchant and doctor

Chapter 113

Since ancient times, people with money in their stomachs, people with kung fu in their hands, and people with some real skills... Over time, their words, appearance and temperament have gradually become different from ordinary people. The gap was suddenly enlarged.

Bian Mu is a person who has money in his belly, has skills in his hands, and has some real skills at critical moments. Besides, compared with ordinary people, Bian Mu is still quite handsome. Command this and order that in an unambiguous tone, and people are still blinded by him.

The woman may also realize that although Mr. Huang has already received two needles, the person lying on the ground has opened his eyes, but there is no obvious sign of improvement, and suddenly a handsome guy appears , listening to him speak that tone seems to be quite tricky.

"Anyway, the 120 meeting hasn't arrived yet, so it's likely to be blocked outside the town! Anyway, it's a life! Forget it! Trust him once!" The woman thought to herself.

"That's fine! Let me listen to you first! Apart from cleaning the electric grinder, do you need to prepare something else?" The woman responded loudly to the place where Bian Mu was standing.

"That's right! See who has mint-like things nearby, it's really not good, mint candy is also fine, the bigger the taste, the better!" Bian Mu quickly responded loudly.

"Okay! Let's go!" After that, the woman prepared to go as Bian Mu said.

Seeing the woman walking away, turning around, Bian Mu said to the guy with the head injury: "Don't bluff! See? You usually faint, and your hands are like that?! Do you know what's going on? 'Chicken claw wind'! It is more than a hundred times more severe than epilepsy. If there is a slight mistake, you have to prepare for the funeral immediately, don't believe it? There is a clinic over there, you go and ask, what is called 'chicken claw wind'? I don’t want to scare you either. If something happens to him, will you be legally responsible?! Listen to people’s advice and eat enough! Do you think you’re okay? Wrong! If you don’t call a car within 10 minutes The hospital treats the wound, and I promise you will lie on the ground."

"Fart! Wu Laoqi! You set the time on the phone, 10 minutes is too short, you set it for half an hour for this kid, I want to be good, you guys are troubled, I beat him hard! I really saw you today What the hell, why are everyone's brains fucking sick! Boy! Just stand there and wait! I want you to look after me later!" The guy with the head injury didn't take Bian Mu's words seriously at all, and greeted himself The young man he knew was ready to humiliate Bian Mu in public, to let him know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.

Bian Mu smiled, turned around and walked towards Huang Boxi and the others. In his opinion, 10 minutes was too long. The guy with the head injury was sitting in the shade, the wound smelled a bit fishy, ​​and the blood stains on the ground had turned black. He had already made up his mind.

Huang Boxi is getting the third needle right now!In any case, the man lying on the ground had already begun to mumble inarticulately. Everyone in the audience was amazed and praised that Huang Yaoxian had a way.

However, the so-called "chicken paw wind" symptoms of the man lying on the ground remained the same, showing no signs of improvement.

Bian Mu took a cold look at the acupoints that Mr. Huang had stuck, and it was right for the symptoms, but limited to the current venue, if the other rescue measures did not keep up, the fainting man would still not be able to return to normal.

Taking care of Huang Boxi's face, Bian Mu leaned forward and said in a low voice: "Mr. Huang! He looks much better. Your back is already sweaty. I'll do the rest!"

Huang Boxi has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and his brain is definitely good. He knows better than anyone how to advance and how to retreat. Seeing the sweat on his body, he woke up a lot from the wine, and his brain became stronger. clear.

"Hey! After all, I'm getting old. I've been squatting here for a long time, and my head is a little dizzy. You came just in time. Come and take over." As he spoke, Huang Boxi got up and sat down on a step beside him to catch a few breaths. Long breath.

Bian Mu took the steel needle bag, sterilized it with the help of a middle-aged woman next to him, and pricked the fainting man's "Renzhong" acupoint lightly and shallowly.

This acupuncture can be regarded as paving the way for the "qi field" for the next stage of rescue, so as to slightly adjust the direction of operation of the Qi machine that Huang Boxi has already affected.

Huang Boxi is a great expert. As soon as Bian Mu makes a move, he knows that Dr. Bian is proficient in all the "six skills of Chinese medicine"!

At this moment, the so-called young man named San Qiangzi rushed back anxiously.

Bian Mu didn't dare to hesitate, turned around and said to the woman: "About 20 grams of monosodium glutamate, crush the cigarettes, only shredded tobacco, and then mix the monosodium glutamate, shredded tobacco, and mints together, the ratio is 3:1: 1. It doesn’t need to be so precise, it’s almost enough, put it into a small electric grinder, grind it into powder, then wrap it in paper and hand it to me, and when it’s done, bring back a few pieces of clean paper.”

"Hmm! Are there any other precautions?"

"It's gone, go and come back!" Bian Mu urged.

The woman didn't say anything more, she took a piece of stuff from the hands of the top three and went to powder it.

Huang Boxi was at least half sober from the good wine he drank, and when Bian Mulin took over, he handed over the altar of good wine to him for custody. Then he picked up the altar of good wine and looked it up and down several times.

The woman was extremely agile in her work, and she had already prepared all the things according to Bian Mu's instructions without much effort.

Everyone was preparing to take a closer look at how Bian Mu used the medicine!Not far away, someone exclaimed: "It's down, it's down! It's less than 10 minutes! Hurry up! Invite the young man back just now. If he dares to say that, he must be in trouble, and Lao Meng needs him to save him." "

Bian Mu and the others raised their heads and glanced at the height, as expected!The guy with a head injury who was still dead just now fell to the ground, and he just didn't wake up.

Bian Mu knew it well, so he didn't bother to talk to the two hundred and five at the moment, he turned around and called everyone to help San Qiangzi lift the fainted man's head up.

"Please support his waist! Yes, that's it. You two can help him up. I have to blow some medicine into his nose later. If the angle is too high, the medicine will be wasted. Afraid of choking into the lungs, let’s not cure the deaf to become dumb again! Hey... That’s right, this angle is just right, everyone is tired! Hold on, don’t move anymore! You guys, don’t watch the excitement! Help them out from behind, that’s right! Everyone stretch out their hands, and the old man will be fine soon.” As he spoke, Bian Mu took a piece of white square paper from the woman doing CPR, and folded it in half In one click, the simplest small funnel is ready.

Take a little of the mixed medicine powder and put it on the crease. After adding and subtracting for a long time, I feel that the amount is almost just right. Bian Mu pointed the tip of the small funnel at the left nostril of the fainting man, adjusted the specific position, "Pfft... ..." With a soft sound, Bian Mu took a breath, blowing the medicine powder into the patient's nostrils.

Before everyone could react, Bian Mu used a small funnel to blow the medicine powder into the other nostril as quickly as lightning.

In less than 10 seconds, everyone heard "Ah..." a few times, and the man lying on the ground sneezed hard a few times, okay!Everyone hasn't reacted yet!The frighteningly stiff hands of the fainting man finally slowly came down...

(End of this chapter)