The reborn male god arrives

Chapter 348 130 Second Rescue (3)
"Little guy, you don't have to feel embarrassed. I really like you, so I gave it to you." The old Chinese doctor smiled.Although the business of the Chinese medicine store is not very good, but meeting a Chinese medicine lover like Yun Feixiao, he is really happier than making money.

Yun Feixiao was about to refuse again, when an urgent cry for help came from outside, "Doctor! Doctor! Is there a doctor here?"

"I'm a doctor, what happened?" the old Chinese doctor asked quickly.

"My father fell down on the elevator and passed out, doctor, please go and rescue him!" The middle-aged man said anxiously, and stepped forward to grab the old Chinese doctor.

"Okay! Let me get a medicine box." The old Chinese doctor walked aside quickly, picked up a medicine box, and followed the middle-aged man out.

Yun Feixiao thought for a while, then followed her out.

When I came to the scene of the incident, I saw that the surrounding area was already full of spectators.

"I'm afraid this old man can't do it? Look at him, he's foaming at the mouth, it's really pitiful!"

"His son has gone to see a doctor, and I hope there is still time."

"Didn't you call for help?"

"I saw his son being beaten, but today is Saturday, and it's the rush hour of the road section. I'm afraid the ambulance won't be able to catch up in a while."

"Give way, everyone! Make way quickly! The doctor is here!" The middle-aged man pushed the old Chinese doctor into the crowd and came to his father. "Doctor, show my father quickly."

The old Chinese doctor quickly squatted down, took the old man's hand, and caught his pulse with his fingers.

After a long time, the old Chinese doctor took his hand away, shook his head helplessly, stood up and looked at the middle-aged man, "Your father already had a heart attack, and this fall caused his coronary artery to be blocked, and his blood The stream has been interrupted."

"What do you mean?!" The middle-aged man asked with an ugly face.

"It's a sudden myocardial infarction." Bai Qingluo walked out from the crowd.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his body slightly. He naturally knew of myocardial infarction, "Doctor, please find a way to save him! Please!" He has been busy with his career outside for so many years , I have never been able to properly accompany my father.Now that his career has finally stabilized, when he wanted to show his filial piety, something happened to his father.How can he accept this?
"Sorry! I really can't do anything!" The old Chinese doctor apologized.Only the legendary ghost doctor's thirteen needles can treat this disease, but that acupuncture method has been lost for more than 100 years.

"Feixiao!" Bai Qingluo looked at Yun Feixiao.He knew that she was the only one who could save the old man now.Although he is also an expert in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular, he can't do anything without equipment.And depending on the situation of the old man, I'm afraid it won't last long.

Yun Feixiao didn't want to show off her medical skills in public, but seeing the middle-aged man crying so sad, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

She stepped forward, squatted down beside the old man, and, like the old Chinese doctor, took the old man's hand to feel the pulse.

"What is she doing here?"

"This child is really ignorant, and he is still playing around at this time."

"She doesn't think she's a miracle doctor, does she? She still feels the pulse like that old doctor." If an old Chinese doctor did the same movements, everyone wouldn't think there was anything wrong with him, after all, at his age.But what Yun Feixiao did made them feel a little ridiculous.

"Little guy, you have to learn how to feel the pulse, come back to the store with me to learn." The old Chinese doctor said.He still appreciates Yun Feixiao's studious attitude, but now is not the time to joke around.

(End of this chapter)