On a blind date, a president's sister

Chapter 728
Wang Wei came to the old man in a big way, knelt down and rolled over the old man's eyelids, then pinched the old man's body.
"Who has a sphygmomanometer?" Wang Wei said to the purser in a deep voice.

"We have it here." A flight attendant hurriedly handed over an electronic sphygmomanometer, which is a regular equipment for flight attendants, just to prevent emergencies.

"Blood pressure 120, 190, heart rate 120." Wang Wei reported the measurement results, and he panicked. Now he must lower his blood pressure, otherwise the patient's heart will definitely not be able to take it. Although his character is not very good, his medical skills are passable.

"The patient has a heart problem. It is likely to be a myocardial infarction. First, give him Jiuxin Pills. Now there is no other equipment, and there is no way to diagnose it." Wang Wei shouted.

"I've eaten just now, and I haven't seen any improvement." A flight attendant hurriedly said.

"Ah." Wang Wei also panicked. Without medical equipment, he didn't know what to do. According to experience, if the elderly suffer from sudden illness, taking Jiuxin Pills will have some effect.

"What about the family members of the patient? Do you have any underlying diseases?" Wang Weiqiang asked calmly.

"The old man took the train by himself, without the company of his family members." The train conductor responded.

"This is difficult. Without medical equipment, I can't find out the specific cause of the disease, and I can't help it. This patient doesn't even have a family member, and he doesn't know what disease he had before." Wang Wei frowned as if saying to himself He said to himself, the actual purpose is to let everyone know that it is not because of his poor medical skills, but because of objective conditions.

"How about I take a look?" Su Weifeng said softly.

"My boyfriend, who graduated from a key foreign medical school, didn't notice it. What are you looking at, a barefoot Chinese medicine doctor? It's a waste of time." Xue Ying said disdainfully.

"Then let our Chinese medicine doctor take a look, maybe the medicine will cure the disease." Wang Wei stood up and gave way to Su Weifeng, saying neither yin nor yang.

Wang Wei was at a loss. Instead of being embarrassed and being stared at by others, it would be better to let this damn kid watch it, and it would be regarded as throwing the pot out. When the old man failed, he would have to find this kid to settle the score.

This time Su Weifeng put his palm on the old man's heart, and then his palm began to move around the old man's body. Su Weifeng used his true energy this time. His previous guess was correct. The old man's blood vessels were indeed blocked, and there were more than one place.

At present, the most serious one is on the head, and it is this blockage that caused the old man to lose consciousness.

Su Weifeng took out a small pocket bamboo tube more than one foot long from his pocket, and poured out a silver needle from it. The length of this silver needle was about the same as that of ordinary silver needles, but its thickness was more than double that of ordinary silver needles.

"Damn it, silver needle, let's use the legendary silver needle for acupressure." A young man who often reads fantasy novels exclaimed excitedly.

"Shut up and be quiet."

A middle-aged man slapped him across the face, a bit ashamed to see his son startled.

"Liar, did you stab someone indiscriminately? Are you responsible for stabbing someone to death?" Wang Wei snapped.

"That's right, nothing can cause trouble." Xue Ying also echoed.

"What do you know, do you know Chinese martial arts? This is a treasure handed down from our ancestors." Feng Baoer was not to be outdone.

"This old man's brain has already formed a blood clot, if it is not unblocked in time, the blood vessel will rupture soon."

Su Weifeng said in a deep voice, what he said was the truth, regardless of whether the old man's heart can hold up, the blood clot has already formed in the old man's head, and if not treated, the blood vessel will rupture soon and form a cerebral hemorrhage. There was no cure at all.

"What do you mean?" Su Weifeng looked at the purser.

"Are you sure?" The purser and several flight attendants looked at each other, everyone's eyes were full of suspicion, and they said worriedly.

"Not sure." Su Weifeng said without any concealment.

"Ah" The purser didn't expect Su Weifeng to say it so confidently, even if you give me some hope and say 50.00% sure.

"But I'm sure, he won't be able to hold on for a few more minutes." Su Weifeng said seriously.

"Okay, please cure the old man."

The purser still made a decisive decision, and she also knew that the current situation could not be delayed, and it was better to have hope than to wait for death.

After saying this, she sat down on the stool next to her, and she was relieved after making the decision. She knew that if something happened to her, she would not be able to run away, but she still couldn't let her passenger leave.

Su Weifeng twirled the silver needle in his hand and stabbed it firmly on the blocked blood vessel, and then attached his true energy to the silver needle, slowly pierced into the thrombus, and oscillated gently.

Since the old man's blood vessels were already very fragile, Su Weifeng used his zhenqi to shock the thrombus, and also had to spare part of his zhenqi to protect this blood vessel from rupture. This kind of fine control was also a severe test for his spirit.

"You guys wait to be responsible. How dare you trust this charlatan at this time." Wang Wei said to the flight attendants with disdain.

"Shut up." Before the flight attendants could speak, the middle-aged man who had just reprimanded the young man spoke up, staring at Wang Wei sternly.

Not only the middle-aged man, but also the people watching the excitement stared at him, and none of the flight attendants gave him a good face.

Wang Wei opened his mouth and still didn't say anything. At this time, it is obviously not a wise choice to make people angry.

Beads of sweat on Su Weifeng's head had already flowed down his face, no one dared to disturb him now, suddenly Su Weifeng pulled out the silver needle, and a little blood gushed out from the needle hole.

A flight attendant screamed and quickly covered his mouth.

Su Weifeng sat down on the ground, almost collapsed from exhaustion.Feng Baoer quickly squatted down and let Su Weifeng lean on him, and the tissue wiped his sweat.

"Hmph, what did I say?"

Just as Wang Wei was about to speak sarcastically, the old man suddenly moved, opened his eyes slowly, and looked around blankly.

"What's wrong with me?" The old man was a little confused when he saw so many people surrounding him.

"Yeah, that's great." Feng Baoer hugged Su Weifeng's head and kissed him hard.

"it is good."

"Miraculous doctor."

"I will be a fan of Chinese medicine from now on."

"Aren't you a black fan of Chinese medicine?"

"I can't turn black into a fan."

"Thank you doctor."

There was applause and cheers all around. Everyone’s impression of Chinese medicine is still at the stage of feeling the pulse and grasping the medicine. If you don’t see it in the rescue, you won’t believe it. A silver needle saved the old man with cerebral thrombosis. It's amazing.

Several flight attendants even thanked repeatedly, and the chief flight attendant also heaved a sigh of relief.

At this meeting, the old man also learned what happened from the chief purser. He also knew about his own situation. It wasn't because he met Su Weifeng that he died on this train.

The old man wanted Su Weifeng's mobile phone number, and he would definitely repay Su Weifeng when he got home, but Su Weifeng refused decisively. He didn't save the old man for money, so his temperament changed when he wanted to collect money.

He also told the old man to go for the operation as soon as possible, and then left here with Feng Baoer's support. The crowd watching the excitement at the door offered to make way for Su Weifeng and applauded again.As for Wang Wei and Xue Ying, who were ashamed of being seen by everyone, they had already slipped out of here in a hurry.

"This is a doctor, not for fame or profit"

"That's right, look at that turtle just now, that thing has no medical ethics at all, it's better to be a domestic doctor."

The onlookers were still discussing, and after they got home, they had new conversations with their relatives and friends.

(End of this chapter)