Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s

Chapter 23 First Aid Manual

Everyone sighed silently. The previous rejection and disdain for the black children was gone. Instead, they felt that if they had paid more attention to them, maybe the children would not take such risks for food. After all, Fang Lixi was really A sensible child.

 Normally, this child doesn't run around and play wildly. He takes care of the two girls very well. He looks for food all over the sky and the fields. They are often seen in the market. It's just that they are getting smaller and smaller every time, and they have not increased in stature.

Fang Yuan obviously worked very hard to earn work points and was almost exhausted, but the family of four still had no food or clothing.

 The night gradually enveloped the earth, and all the scenes were covered with blue gauze.

The surrounding villagers walked back and forth, and Nie Yichang and Hang Xianglei also joined the rescue team. The five men kept giving Fang Lixi artificial respiration and chest and heart massage without giving up, repeating boring actions alternately. Every stroke followed the strength and speed standards dictated by her, without any sloppiness or carelessness.

The two little girls were so hoarse that they could hardly speak, but they were still mumbling. Suddenly Fang Songyan was stunned for a moment and looked at his brother's hand in disbelief.

Maybe a few seconds passed, or maybe half an hour passed, and the hand, which was not very big and covered with calluses, frostbite, and cracks, really moved again.

“Dad, sister, it’s moving, my brother’s hand is moving! Really, I saw it twice,” Fang Songyan shouted in surprise, almost breathlessly.

People around were shocked, and they all looked at Fang Lixi's hand.

Fang Yuan and An Zhiqiu looked at each other, and continued to move their hands without stopping, but their peripheral vision was also locked on Fang Lixi's hands.

I didn't let everyone wait, Fang Lixi's hand really moved twice, and then he cough, opened his eyes slowly, and couldn't help trembling with the red eyes of Shangfangyuan, "Dad, I ..."

"Good boy," Fang Yuan hugged the child into his arms. Hearing the child's muffled groan, he quickly relaxed his strength and said in a choked voice, "It'll be fine if you wake up. It'll be fine if you wake up."

“Liuzi, you go and hitch the car, and we’ll take the child to the town hospital for a checkup,” the village chief said immediately.

An aunt in the crowd howled, "Yao'er, you don't deserve to die. If you met Xiao An, an educated youth, you would be married and have children now..."

One started to cry, and immediately several others wiped away their tears and started to cry. You don't need to think about it to know that some of their relatives have drowned, but no one knows the most basic rescue measures, and they just watch people disappear. Everyone's mood was half happy and half sad.

The bullock cart was quickly driven over. Fang Yuan took a deep look at An Zhixia and said solemnly: "Thank you." He held the child and got on the bullock cart.

An Zhixia grabbed the two little girls who were about to follow and shook her head: "You take Fang Lixi to the hospital, and I'll keep an eye on the two little ones."

 After saying that, she secretly gave her brother a handful of money and said, "Brother, follow me."

"Well, okay. It won't be a big deal when you wake up. You take the two children to eat something good and get some sleep. We will be here tomorrow." An Zhiqiu put the money away and rubbed the two little ones. The girl's head.

Fang Yuan looked at the two girls and said, "Listen carefully to auntie. Dad and brother will be back soon."

Looking at the An family brothers and sisters, he finally had a faint smile on his face, and buried all the words of gratitude in his heart.

"Okay, it's important to go to the hospital," An Zhiqiu patted him on the shoulder.

While he was talking, the village chief also handed out the letter of certification, and the village chief’s wife packed a bag of bedding, clothes, and food. After half of the villagers sent them away, they gathered around An Zhixia and asked curiously.

 “Xiaoan educated youth, do you know how to treat a doctor?”

“Xiao An educated youth, my father has been lying on the bed for half a year. Do you think there is a way to cure it?”

“Xiao An educated youth, it’s been six years since my wife gave birth to a baby, and there’s still no news. What’s the reason?”

 …

 “Stop, stop, stop!” An Zhixia said in a high voice, and the surrounding area became quiet.

She waved her hands helplessly: "I'm not a doctor. I just happened to see simple first aid measures in school and copied them."

“But these first aid measures are so effective. Black Category 5, ah, you dragged that boy from the Fang family back from King Yama. Do you have any other first aid measures?”

Someone tugged on the speaker's clothes and whispered: "You can't mention that person, you will be criticized."

But everyone looked at An Zhixia eagerly. If they could learn just one and a half moves, how many lives could be saved?

The village chief also squeezed forward and said solemnly: "Xiao An educated youth, our cultural level is not high. We have lived in the village for generations and don't have much knowledge. According to the words of the great man, what is called ignorance. If you know some first aid How about popularizing the measures with us?

Every year, countless naughty children drown in villages across the country. If we had known this method earlier, we might have saved the lives of half of the children. "

"Yes, Xiaoan educated youth, tell us, I will work for you later!"

 “There is also me, I am very strong, and I can get full work points...”

An Zhixia raised her hand and everyone immediately shut up, "Okay, I will try my best to write a relief manual during this period, and everyone will memorize it when the time comes."

 After receiving a satisfactory answer, everyone expressed their great gratitude and then dispersed.

 Holding a child's hand in one hand, they returned home.

Fei Zheng extinguished the fire in the stove, locked the stove and left after checking.

An Zhixia opened the door and took a look. The braised meat in the pot had been cooked and had been left to dry for a long time. The fragrant smell was still strong and tangy. She poured out four bowls of braised food and asked Fang Songyan to give them to Yang Jiong, Nie Yichang, Hang Xianglei and Fei Zheng respectively. They all helped to a greater or lesser extent.

The village chief's family and Wang Liu's family, who drives the oxcart, will wait until their elder brother arrives.

"Xiao An educated youth, this is what we should do," Yang Jiong was holding the stewed meat and wanted to give in, but the taste was too greedy. "I'll give you something to eat in exchange." After saying that, he turned back to the house and took out the food he had just received. In the package mailed from home, a set of Jingba items were found, plus a bottle of canned food.

Nie Yichang also said sarcastically, "Who wouldn't extend your hand after seeing this? Xiao'an educated youth, we are not as bad as you think."

“We are not here to eat like this,” Hang Xianglei also hummed, but they both went back to the house and took out food. A can of malted milk and a bag of milk powder, "not for you, but for the two children."

The two little girls took off An Zhixia's clothes, their watery eyes filled with longing, and they shook their heads in a particularly obedient manner: "Uncles, we should thank you for saving our brother. We can't take it."

"Uncles don't lack these things. When your brother gets well, just ask him to catch some voles and sparrows for us." Nie Yichang stuffed their arms directly with things, pretending to be greedy and said: "Uncles are not as good as you. I can’t even catch them, I’m so greedy when I see others enjoying the food.”

"Take it," An Zhixia said directly without being polite to them. The little girls took it with a smile and bowed obediently to thank them.

 (End of this chapter)