Jishi doctor arrives

Yang Mo will hand over the blowing part to outsiders. In addition to adapting to the general environment here, it is also because this is the easiest part. The most important thing to master in CPR is the depth and frequency of compressions. Yang Mo put her hand on the chest of Shizi, Press it according to the frequency of silent counting in your heart.

The mother in charge had seen a lot of strange things, but her fingers trembled under such circumstances, she kept turning her head to look at Mrs. Dong, and Mrs. Dong also stood there blankly, with a dazed expression on her face.

"Blow..." Yang Mo shouted loudly.

The mother in charge didn't seem to hear.

"Blow..."

The mother in charge was still in a daze.

"If you don't want the son to die, just do as I say, breathe..." Yang Mo raised her voice.

The mother in charge opened her eyes wide and came back to her senses, regardless of Sanqi 21, she took a breath and blew in according to the method Yang Mo said before.

Every fifteen blows, even if there is a spontaneous heartbeat, continuous heart compressions are still required, one hundred times a minute. Usually, two doctors take turns in the emergency room, but this time Yang Mo has to complete it by herself.

After a round of work, Yang Mo's arms were already shaking, and Shizi's lips finally turned slightly rosy.

There is no ventilator or western medicine here, so it is extremely difficult to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Besides, the son is a chronically ill man, and she is not sure whether he can be saved. Patience, press it down in a regular manner.

"My son is alive." The mother in charge screamed.

Madam Dong seemed to have lost her support, and she knelt down on the footrest beside the bed, holding her son's hand tremblingly, trying to feel a little warmth from above.

Only then did Yang Mo tentatively stop, and put her palms close to Shizi's chest to carefully feel the heartbeat. The heartbeat must be regular to save life.

After waiting carefully for a while, Yang Mo breathed a sigh of relief and moved her hand away.

Mrs. Dong seemed to be frightened just now, and it took a while before she said, "Is this... will it be all right? Will it be..."

Yes, look at Shi Ziye's condition. His skin is dry, his eye sockets are sunken, and he has already shown symptoms of dehydration. People will die in a few days without water. Shi Ziye is deeply comatose and doesn't know how to swallow. The soup he is feeding now is just to moisten his lips and mouth.

To treat severely comatose patients, it is necessary to insert a nasal feeding tube and perform a tracheotomy in modern times, but now there are no medical devices around, so it is impossible to do these two things.

Seeing Miss Yang's deep expression, Mrs. Dong's whole body was infiltrated by despair again. Even if she was rescued once, she would not get better, but would still die. Thinking about it, I know that it is impossible to always use the Yang family's method of bringing the dead back to life.

Yang Mo frowned and looked at the emaciated figure on the bed who was tortured by the disease, and the expectant eyes all over the room. What should I do? Without a nasal feeding tube, it is impossible to save the person anyway. Even if there is medicine, it can be fed. In ancient times, where were there such things as plastic and latex, how to make a nasal feeding tube, even if she used it, would she be regarded as a witch doctor? Besides, with the current situation of the son, it is not necessarily true that only nasal feeding can be used in modern times. can be saved.

Could it be that without modern medical equipment and western medicine, she really couldn't save people. In order to abide by the ancient rules, she had to stand by and watch.

It was only when Yang Mo thought of this that Chang Yiwan's voice came from outside, "Is my sister over here? Mother asked me to come and see."

Chang Yiwan always messes up at the right time, maybe it was Mrs. Chang who instructed her, she still has no way out in the end after being a well-behaved person, she might as well follow her own wish and give it a go, after being a doctor for so many years, There is no way to watch the patient wait to die like this.

Yang Mo looked at Madam Dong.

Mrs. Dong wiped her tears first, stood up with support, and told the mother in charge, "Go out and stop me, just say that I'm not feeling well. Miss Yang is helping me to read the order. After a while, we will go to the flower hall together."

The mother in charge responded, hurriedly got up, straightened her dress and went out.

Mrs. Dong showed a strong smile, and gently straightened Yang Mo's temples, "I've been here for a long time, and I'm afraid someone will be suspicious, you'd better go to the flower hall, life and death..." She could see that this little girl The girl was at her wit's end, but she was too embarrassed to tell her that she couldn't embarrass the child.

Mrs. Dong is truly compassionate, very different from Mrs. Chang who is good at dancing.

Yang Mo looked at the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall of the inner room, which said "Integrity is righteousness, straightness is straightness", and a sword was hung below it. The conversation between Chang Yining and that person yesterday came back to her ears again. The Dong family is Zhongliang. Afterwards, she refused to join forces with Feng Dang... Mrs. Dong was the one who was undergoing great changes, but she was still able to stand aside to comfort her. As for who to trust at critical moments, the Dong family was already the best choice.

Mrs. Dong said: "Kang Kang gave it to my Duke, and the Duke passed it on to our youngest."

Abandoning those worries, Yang Mo calmed down and thought carefully, maybe something could be used to replace the artificial hose.Sheep intestines, yes, sheep intestines are very thin, if they are supported by something, they can be used as hoses.

Yang Mo raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Dong, "Madam, can you get the thinnest lamb intestines? If you can prop them up with straw and dry them to shape them, then I have a solution."

Yang Mo heard a surprised gasp.

Mrs. Dong froze there. When did the Yang family’s medical skills become so weird? Just now they needed to squeeze the chest and blow air, and now they need to dry the intestines. What does this have to do with Brother Zhao’s illness? Could it be that the intestines can be used as medicine?

Yang Mo knew that this would not be easy for people to accept, but there was no time left, and Shizi might not be able to make it through today, "If Ma'am is determined to try it, please arrange it quickly, if you find it unbelievable, I have no other choice. "If it gets worse, oral hydration will be useless, and it is even more impossible to do intravenous infusion here.

Mrs. Dong has witnessed strange things happen with her own eyes, since she has already tried it once, why not try again, "I'll ask someone to make arrangements and deliver the things as soon as possible."

Yang Mo was afraid that the sheep intestines were not strong enough, and they would melt when they encountered gastric juice. "I need to prepare a few more, maybe they will be useful in the future. I also need to soak the sheep intestines in boiled water and dry them."

Andrographis paniculata liquid can be used for disinfection, which is the simplest disinfection method she can think of so far.

Yang Mo looked at the hourglass next to her. She was afraid that there would be too little time. She couldn't stay here all the time. Fortunately, there was no shortage of manpower in ancient times. Now she wanted to calm down and check what kind of disease the elder son had.

Yang Mo walked to the bed. If there was any injury in the skull, it would leave marks. She stretched out her hand to push her cheeks away. Her jaw with green stubble looked very firm, with a bit of the majesty of a general. No wonder the mother in charge didn’t dare to Blow.

There was no obvious scar on the head, and no symptoms of skull base fracture, so why was he unconscious.

"Where did the Master get hurt on the battlefield?" Yang Mo raised her head, following Mrs. Dong's gaze to the Master's lower body.

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