Durin's Diary

Chapter 351 Different paths lead to the same destination

The little dragoness rushed into the crowd and knelt on the other side of Durin. "I've seen this kind of illness happen to humans many times. No medicine can cure it, and even magic may not be effective. If the patient dies after three to five minutes, it will be useless even if we save him."

"Come, I'll teach you how to perform chest compressions." Du Lin taught Lina the most basic chest compressions.

"What a hassle!" This was Lina's first reaction. But she immediately thought of a second idea: "Do you think this method can save him? Then I'll try it!"

After saying this, she began to press with her greasy hands, not caring about the silk on the old man's body.

Du Lin used surgery to explore his esophagus and trachea to see if there was any blockage.

It was finally confirmed that there was a large amount of sputum accumulation in the trachea.

"Melinda! Where is your first aid kit!" Du Lin, who was kneeling on the ground, reached out and tore open the old man's shirt.

"In the carriage! I'll get it right away!" Melinda ran out the door.

The little rabbit girl came back soon.

"Two needles, the largest ones, and a needle for draining the fluid." Du Lin gave the order while performing a surgical procedure on the old man's neck.

Amidst everyone's exclamations, a transparent area appeared on the old man's neck. Melinda handed the needle over. Du Lin rubbed it with fire, and inserted one needle directly into the sputum area, and the other into the lower part of the airway sputum area.

"Draw out the sputum, be careful." Du Lin ordered, and at the same time took the first aid kit and took out a simple respirator from it - it consists of a rubber bag, a three-way valve, a connecting tube and a mask.

Du Lin pulled off the mask, then installed the connector of the rubber tube onto the bridge connector and needle to complete the closure.

As long as the sputum is cleared, you must give gas as soon as possible.

Melinda quickly extracted the sputum - a trick he had used many times on the battlefield.

She pulled out the syringe and sealed the needle. Du Lin immediately began pressing and asked the little dragon: "Lina, can you still hold on?"

"You're underestimating my dragon bloodline. I have to hold back so I don't crush this poor old man's chest."

Having said that, Du Lin continued to cheer.

At the ninety-seventh second, the old man woke up with a scream.

Just as he was about to struggle, two middle-aged men helped Du Lin hold down the old man - they must have been on the battlefield, so their movements were very agile.

Lina looked at Dulin, but did not stop.

"No need to press it again." Du Lin was afraid that if he pressed it again, he would hurt the old man again.

After saying that, he looked out the door.

At this time, the portal had just opened, and the chief monk wearing the uniform of the Church of the God of Suffering had just walked out of the portal.

"I, what happened to me..." The old man came to his senses at this time. He understood that so many people around him were trying to save him, not because he saw the world after death.
"You lucky old bastard, you just saved your life." Duke Robbie, who had come out at this time, smiled and knelt beside him. The two old men stretched out their hands and shook hands: "Katonicum, my old friend, I am really happy to see you standing in front of the gate of hell for a while and then turning back."

Then he explained to his old friend everything that Du Lin had done.

Du Lin shook his head: "This is not a formal method."

This is indeed not a formal method. Du Lin's method is more often used in critical moments. The lucky ones will survive, but the unlucky ones will have their youth forever spent in a pool of blood.

Moreover, Du Lin's method of clearing the trachea is a true veterinary practice. Anyone who treats humans will have a better method than Du Lin.

Unfortunately, Du Lin didn't have a suction device, so he could only rely on his strength to perform a miracle.

"But you did save my grandfather and prevented me from becoming a sinner. Our Morton family will remember your righteous act, Lord Durin."

The chief monk of the Suffering Church, upon hearing about Dulin's method and the needle still on the old man's neck, said: "It's certainly not an official method, but it is indeed a life-saving measure."

"I'm just trying to save a dying horse. I'm not a doctor. I'm not qualified to save people here."

Du Lin told the truth.

"But everyone has no choice when faced with such a situation. Your intentions were good, and they have yielded positive results." The old man smiled and nodded. "I will visit you again when the time is right. I believe that after your method has been refined, it will help even more people in need." The old man handed Durin a holy emblem. "Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow."

"I'll come to the church in person tomorrow afternoon." Du Lin nodded.

Du Lin doesn't mind participating in such a good cause that can save lives.

Then Du Lin stood up and handed the patient to the old man.

Melinda put away the first aid kit and looked at Du Lin with bright eyes. "I wish I had met you earlier."

"It's not too late now. When you learn first aid techniques, you can save more people." Du Lin saw regret in Melinda's eyes.

He didn't get to the bottom of it, but spoke in a comforting tone.

Melinda nodded. "Yes, the past is already an untouchable memory, but we still have a long future ahead of us."

"This looks like battlefield craftsmanship," said the red-haired middle-aged man who had just helped to press the old man's head. He smiled and lowered his head as he noticed that Durin had turned his head. "George Weasley, military attaché Sidney, is here today with the Minister of Finance. I'd like to meet Mr. Durin."

"I guess so." Although the battlefield that George Weasley had in mind was different from the battlefield that Durin had once been on, someone once said that life is a battlefield and life is a warrior from the moment it is born.

"His technique is very skillful. His reputation as a genius is truly well-deserved." The middle-aged man said this and, quite fittingly, noticed Astrid approaching. "Your Highness, long time no see."

"Yes, long time no see, Sir George." Reid nodded with a smile. "When I saw the Minister of Finance and little Kakanif before, I was curious why you were not with the Minister of Finance today."

"I ran into a few old friends. The Minister of Finance told me to stay at the Alkin Mansion and not to worry about anything and just have a happy gathering with friends."

After that, he introduced several of his friends to Du Lin and Lid.

They are all middle-aged people with calluses on their knuckles and scars on their faces.

"Hello, Mr. Dulin."

Several people shook hands with Du Lin one by one, until the last middle-aged man withdrew his hand with a gritted teeth.

"You are all strong, but you have chosen the wrong opponent." Du Lin nodded with a smile.

"It is indeed wrong to compete with you, a dragon. It is a very unwise behavior. Please forgive me." Military Officer George bowed his head and apologized for his reckless friends.

Du Lin didn't care about this simple competition of strength, so he forgave these middle-aged men.

"What a forgiving son of Elsh." At this time, the old man who had just been rescued by Durin walked over.

The chief monk was beside him: "Mr. Du Lin, when can the needle be removed?"

"It will do now." After saying that, Du Lin pulled out the needle with the magician's hand, and repaired the needle holes on the trachea and neck by treating minor injuries - after all, the largest needle was used, and it was not a problem that could be solved by pressing with a small needle.

"The technique is very skillful. Is this method popular in the Eastern Territory?"

Du Lin shook his head. "In the Eastern Territory, the chances of grassland elves dying from various accidents are far greater than from sudden cardiac arrest. The reason I'm so skilled at this is because sometimes traveling guests bring all sorts of news. I sometimes wonder, if I had been there when that poor person's heart suddenly stopped beating, if I could use this method, maybe I could have saved their life."

"Thank you for your courage and determination. I understand that using an immature method to save people will put a lot of pressure on us." The chief monk said this, patted Du Lin on the shoulder, encouraged Du Lin again, and whispered goodbye to everyone.

After he left, Katonim Morton also shook hands with Dulin again.

"Thank you, Mr. Dulin. Without you I would be doomed. I will definitely recommend you to Sidney Medical College."

Uh...old sir, you're going a bit too far.

I saved you not so that you would recommend me to be a doctor.

why.

Because a wise man once said that studying medicine cannot save anyone.

(End of this chapter)