A guide to getting rich

Chapter 1005
Song Lang was ashamed. He really didn't have the right to speak about this matter. When he was 16 years old, his mother arranged two rooms for him.She was a handmaid carefully selected by his mother, about his age, beautiful and gentle, and he also liked it for a while.

But it was only for a while, and then it gradually faded away. They were not spared this time.

Thinking about it now, he couldn't remember the appearance of those two girls.

Song Lang coughed dryly and said, "I'll go in and have a look, you wait here first."

If he stays again, I really don't know what more embarrassing words she will ask him.

As soon as he stepped up, Yuan Lao rushed out, and said to Bai Zhi and Song Lang: "Mr. Dongfang doesn't look very good, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it won't work—"

Bai Zhi's heart jumped suddenly, and she rushed in, without turning her head, she said to A Wu: "Quick, go to the carriage outside to get my medicine box, hurry up."

When Ah Wu turned and rushed out, she had already stumbled into the room, followed by Song Lang.

The stench in the inner room was overwhelming, Yuan Lao handed over two cloth covers, and the two of them covered their noses and mouths, so they felt better.

Dongfang Mu was lying on the quilt, his body was full of filth, his naked body was twitching constantly, his eyes were rolling, his mouth was open and he was whining, his face was red and purple, as if someone had strangled him neck.

No, there is a foreign object choked in the throat, it does not look like phlegm, if it is phlegm, it is impossible to choke like this.

Song Lang stepped forward, lifted Dongfang Mu's body, and slapped his back hard, trying to use his inner strength to help him spit out the stuff in his throat.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't help Dongfang Mu remove the foreign object in his throat.

Bai Zhi has already taken out the scalpel at this time, at this time, time is life, and no minute or second can be lost.

Ah Wu has already gone to pick up the medicine box, and it will arrive soon. There is a cannula for first aid in the medicine box. Now she will perform cricothyrotomy on him first, and then perform routine tracheotomy after the dyspnea is relieved. surgery.

"Put it down, I'll do it!" She rolled up her sleeves, took the scalpel and walked to the lamp in the corner of the room, roasted the scalpel on the fire, and then returned to squat down in front of Dongfang Mu.

Song Lang stared at her, saw that she had pressed the small narrow knife to Dongfang Mu's neck, and immediately asked in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

The blade in Bai Zhi's hand had already scratched Dongfang Mu's flesh, she said without raising her head, "He's not breathing well, I'll help him, if you are afraid, back away."

When the knife was cut down, blood gushed out.

Song Lang hurriedly said to Yuan Lao who was in a daze, "Hurry up and get a clean cloth towel."

There is a box in the room, and there are ready-made cloth towels in the box, which were originally used to bandage patients with skin trauma.

Bai Zhi sucked the blood with a cloth towel, and heard A Wu's panting in her ears, she was sure, and shouted, "Brother A Wu, hurry up."

A Wu heard her shout in the courtyard, and ran even faster, and when he rushed, the house put the silver box beside her.

"Open."

A Wu opened it immediately, he had seen the things in this box before, and was surprised every time, these things seemed to not belong to this world at all.

But today, he didn't have time to be surprised, his heart was beating wildly, seeing Mr. Dongfang's appearance, he really didn't dare to imagine the consequences.

Bai Zhi put down the scalpel, turned around and took out the curved blood vessel forceps from the box to widen the wound, then inserted the tracheal tube and fixed it.

The people in the room were all amazed at what they saw.

(End of this chapter)