Back To the Small Fishing Village In 1982

  Chapter 65 First Aid for Drowning

  Ye Yaodong coaxed his wife while walking along the way. Lin Xiuqing's cheeks were pink, and he felt that he was getting more and more shameless, and he was still coaxing people outside, although...although I haven't heard it for several years...

   "Shut up and talk about it when you go home!"

  Ye Yaodong: Duplicity! !

   "Okay, then I'll talk about it tonight!"

  Lin Xiuqing: Really, not angry, not cursing!

  After the couple returned home, they waited for a long time and did not see them coming back. The two sons were still at the beach. The two were worried, and planned to go out to have a look together, and brought a bucket of seawater to raise clams.

  Originally Ye Yaodong wanted to sprinkle some salt with clear water and stir it for raising. It was the same, just a small handful of salt.

  He had no choice but to follow her.

   Too frugal, in the final analysis it is all because of lack of money!

  The two hurried to the beach again. As soon as they reached the shore, they saw many people standing on the beach near the sea, and there were still heads floating in the sea.

"what happened?"

   "Someone fell into the ocean?"

  The couple looked at each other, their brows were tightly furrowed, and they couldn't help but start to worry, and they all started to run at the same time, but it must not be their child.

  Ye Yaodong ran and recalled, the eldest grandson of the village secretary drowned, and the hospital was too far away, delayed, and the rescue was not timely, and it seemed to be the past two years.

  Because it had nothing to do with his family, he just listened to it as news and didn’t take it to heart, but he would think about it and still have an impression in his mind.

  Thinking of this, I feel a little less worried, but I still feel a little worried because I haven't seen it with my own eyes.

  After he ran there panting first, he heard someone shouting in the sea, "I found it, I found it..."

  After a while, several young adults in the village swam ashore from the sea with a child in their arms.

  The people on the bank rushed forward anxiously, and there was a burst of crying, "Abin~ Abin~ wake up~"

   "Son~ wake up~"

   "Abin~Abin~"

   "Out of breath? Ah ~ my son..."

   There was a commotion...

   "Don't worry, don't worry... press his stomach first, see if you can spit out the water in his stomach, let him wake up..."

   "Or hang it upside down..."

  The villagers were very enthusiastic and offered ideas in a hurry.

   Seaside people still know the basic drowning treatment methods, but the child is already breathing and his heartbeat has stopped. At this time, the most important thing to do is not to hang upside down to control the water, but cardiopulmonary resuscitation, the most important of which is heart compression and artificial respiration.

   Cardiopulmonary resuscitation first aid technology has a low popularity rate in later generations. At this time, how can the country people know it? No wonder the child died before going to the hospital in the previous life.

  Ye Yaodong looked anxious, they were so easy to delay the rescue opportunity, anyway, it is still a small life, this child looks only as big as his eldest son.

  He simply stepped forward and pushed away the surrounding people, "It's useless for you to do this, he's not breathing, you will only delay the first aid, you have to give him cardiopulmonary resuscitation first."

   "What is cardiopulmonary resuscitation? Dongzi, can you know it?" Father Ye looked a little worried. Although everyone in the village knew the current situation and would not be relied upon, it was inevitable that people would lose their minds if they lost their son.

"I've learned it before." Ye Yaodong was also afraid that if he was not rescued, he would be trapped, so he looked at the child's family, "Do you want me to try? He's not breathing! Hurry up, and you all have to go to the commune to call him." Call the town ambulance."

   "If you want, try it quickly." The person who spoke was the village secretary Chen Houzhong, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. After talking to Dongzi with red eyes, he hurriedly told the child's father to run and make a phone call.

   Those who can be a secretary are not ignorant people. They are already out of breath. At this time, they can only be dead horses as a living horse doctor. At least Ye Yaodong's name of cardiopulmonary resuscitation sounds quite reliable.

  Ye Yaodong also boldly stretched out his hand. After he touched the aorta in the neck to make sure there was no pulse, and checked that there were no foreign objects in his mouth and nose, he immediately gave cardiac massage.

  The position is at the middle and lower 1/3 of the sternum, overlap your hands, press down to about 5 cm, about 100-120 per minute, 2 artificial respirations every 30 times, and keep it up.

   This is the first aid knowledge he learned when he was running a big ship. He didn't expect that he was drowned, and this method could also save others.

  The villagers next to him watched his actions and didn't dare to disturb him, only dared to discuss in a low voice.

  Ye Yaodong kept repeating one movement, and he was sweating profusely after a while, and he was also nervous, fearing that he would not be rescued, and at least his life would be lost.

  He died once, and he cherished life very much. This child was actually bumped into by him, and he also hoped that he could save his life.

   Until seven or eight minutes passed, the child still didn’t respond, and the woman next to her couldn’t help but burst into tears, “Can you do it? Is my son dead? Can’t he be rescued? Woooooo~”

   "There is still time. If you still can't recover after another 20 minutes, you can be sure of death."

  There are more people howling now...

   "Shut up... Didn't you say there is still time? Stop arguing..." Secretary Chen scolded the women at home with his throat choked.

   "It moved, it moved, he moved his hands, and he came back to life..." among the crowd, the sharp-eyed villagers shouted.

   "Yes, I saw it too~"

  Everyone's eyes burst into the light of hope, really alive.

  Ye Yaodong also breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to stop the movements of his hands, or artificial respiration, because breathing and heartbeat might stop again after a short-term recovery.

  It wasn't until he couldn't hold on any longer that he asked his elder brother and second brother to take turns to help. He didn't heave a sigh of relief until the ambulance arrived and handed over to the medical staff.

   "Oh my god, I'm so exhausted! My hands are shaking!"

  The villagers around me were very excited when they saw the child who had stopped breathing come back to life from the beginning to the end.

   "Dongzi, you are really amazing, you still know this first aid method?"

   "It's a good thing you're here today, otherwise A Bin wouldn't know what to do..."

   "Yeah, listen to what you say is called cardiopulmonary resuscitation, where did you learn it?"

   "Didn't expect you, Dongzi, to do this?"

   "Finally, this kid, A Bin, got his life back. Let's see if he dares to play in the water again in the future?"

  Everyone chatted and talked, Ye Yaodong didn't say a word, he was tired...

   "Okay, it's okay, the ambulances are gone, everyone is going back, going back."

"Dongzi, I will teach you the method next time. In our village, children or adults will drown every few years. If everyone understands it, it will give the drowning people a little more hope of surviving." Secretary Chen patted He patted Ye Yaodong's shoulder, his eyes were still red.

   "Okay, this is simple!"

   "When Abin's parents come back from the hospital, I will ask them to come to thank you. Without you, the child might really be gone."

  Father Ye took over the conversation with a smile, "Secretary Chen, you are too polite. It is also appropriate for the folks in the big hometown to help."

   "Thanks are also due!"

  Everyone walked and greeted each other, saying polite words...

  (end of this chapter)