Chapter 337 Call Someone Quickly

Chapter 337: Call someone quickly

Sun Mao and another doctor started at the same time.

"I'll count to three, let's work together!" Sun Mao said loudly, and the other doctor nodded vigorously.

"One, two, three, pull out!" Sun Mao shouted, and they both exerted force at the same time.

"Thi!" A breaking sound sounded, and the ventilator was finally unplugged.

When the two were relaxing, they suddenly saw a mouthful of yellow stuff inside the ventilator. At first glance, it turned out to be yellow phlegm.

"Holy shit, even the phlegm is coming out, what should I do?" Another doctor looked at Sun Mao and said.

"Get it out first." Sun Mao was speechless. He didn't expect to pull out this thing. What should I do if I take it like this?

"It's too late. Mr. Feng was breathing rapidly just now. I think if he doesn't go there, it will be really hopeless!" Another doctor said hurriedly.

"Then, what should I do? Let me take a look. Well, fortunately, the phlegm is not blocked. Take it and save your life first!" Sun Mao heard what another doctor said and thought of Feng Tiancheng again. If he really can't be saved, then They were definitely doomed, so they quickly pushed the ventilator towards Feng Zihe's ward.

"It's coming, it's coming, the ventilator is coming!" Sun Mao said loudly.

"Why are you so slow? If you don't come here, there will be no hope for Mr. Feng. Hurry up and put it on Mr. Feng!" At this time, an old doctor said.

Sun Mao and several doctors took action.

"Wait a minute, the yellow thing inside is Sun Mao?" At this time, a doctor who was busy asked strangely when he saw what was inside.

"Ah, oh, because there is no ventilator, Mr. Feng and Dean Zhao ordered it to be pulled out directly from someone else. It was his sputum, but it was not blocked. Let's save Mr. Feng first." Sun Mao explained.

"..." "..." Everyone was astonished, and this is the case? But thinking that if they couldn't save Feng Zihe, their fate would definitely be miserable, so they started to install it without thinking too much.

The ventilator was put on Feng Zihe and then the speed was adjusted. Feng Zihe had difficulty breathing just now, but with the ventilator he became more comfortable. To his surprise, he actually opened his eyes.

"I, what's wrong with me? Where's Shihan?" Feng Zihe asked, looking at the doctors around him.

"Ah... Shihan? What Shihan? Mr. Feng,

You had a convulsion, but you're fine now. "After their examination, Feng Zihe's brain was extremely weird. The convulsions and foaming were also caused by brain problems.

"Twitching?" Feng Zihe was stunned and seemed to remember something. Xia Shihan was sleeping on the bed. He was about to do something to her when suddenly he didn't know what to do. Why did he do it at that moment? This is too damaging.

"I, what's wrong with me now?" Feng Zihe asked now that he was awake.

"Master Feng, don't worry, you don't have any problems now. You can be discharged from the hospital after a few days of rest." Sun Mao said hurriedly.

"Oh, that's it." Feng Zihe nodded slightly.

"Ah..." "No!" Several doctors were startled at this time, because the piece of yellow phlegm slowly slid downwards due to Feng Zihe's normal breathing, and would soon slide to Feng Zihe's In the mouth.

That's disgusting! Several doctors couldn't bear to see it, and Sun Mao and another doctor knew that this was the phlegm of a 70- or 80-year-old man. Wouldn't that be even more disgusting?

"Ah!" Suddenly, with Feng Zihe's breathing, the piece of yellow phlegm was directly sucked into Feng Zihe's mouth.

Feng Zihe was regretting not being with Xia Shihan. That was a huge regret. Such a good environment, but I didn't succeed. It will be very difficult to find such an opportunity in the future. Why did you just smoke it? Suddenly, my mouth felt sticky, salty, smelly, and had other weird mixed flavors. Much like...

"Me, what did I inhale?" Feng Zihe asked quickly.

"Ah... Feng, Mr. Feng, what you are inhaling is... oh, it is the medicine we specially put in the ventilator based on your condition. Don't worry, it is edible." Sun Mao replied quickly.

"..." Hearing this, all the doctors became even more disgusted. Sun Mao could think of this. But for now it's better to deceive Feng Zihe.

"Yes, Mr. Feng, it can also quickly restore physical strength. Just swallow it quickly." The old doctor saw this and said quickly. I thought, putting it in Feng Zihe's mouth would make them all feel extremely disgusted, so it would be better to swallow it and disappear.

"Oh, that's it. Well, I really need it now." Feng Zihe chewed it in his mouth again and then swallowed it.

"Uh..." Several old, middle-aged and young doctors were disgusted again.

"Dad!" "Grandpa!" Mo Long and Mo Kuan just walked around outside for a while. Anyway, Mo Yu is in stable condition now, and he is sleeping, so he doesn't need to be around him all the time. When they came back to take a look, they saw that Mo Yu had been taken off the ventilator. He was breathing rapidly, as if he was about to suffocate.

"Doctor, doctor!" Mo Kuan hurried to the door and shouted.

Soon, a nurse ran over.

"What's wrong?"

"Why was my grandpa taken off the ventilator? Now he has difficulty breathing. Call the doctor quickly!" Mo Kuan said angrily.

"Let me take a look!" This nurse was also in charge of Mo Yu's ward. She was thinking that there was a ventilator just now, but it was gone now. When she went in and took a look, it was indeed gone.

"This..." The nurse also looked surprised. This must be too weird.

"What did you do? My dad is not dead, so why was he put on a ventilator?" Feng Zihe thought in agony.

"This... I guess it was because I saw that he was... dead just now, so I put it on." The nurse was speechless again, "I'll call and ask if there is a ventilator, and ask the department to send one over as soon as possible."

"You..." Mo Long was speechless again, "Hurry up and fight!" Seeing that Mo Yu had difficulty breathing and his body was shaking, Mo Long felt heartache in his heart.

The nurse quickly made a phone call, and then said with an ugly face: "I'm sorry, the ventilator is no longer available."

"Ah!" "What are you talking about? How can you open a hospital and still have people?" Mo Kuan said angrily.

"You..." After hearing their words, the nurse was speechless, but after all, this was the ward he was visiting, and the doctors in charge of Mo Yu were all giving first aid to Feng Zihe. He gritted his silver teeth and hurried forward to see Mo Yu's condition. Fortunately, although Mo Yu was breathing rapidly, he would not die immediately.

"Because the ventilator has just been unplugged, his breathing is a little disordered. We need to calm down his breathing quickly. In the absence of a ventilator, we need artificial respiration to help..." the nurse said.

"Artificial respiration!" Mo Long and Mo Kuan looked at each other. "You do it."

"I...I can't!" The nurse quickly shook her head. She had just graduated from college and already had a boyfriend. How could she kiss such an old man?

"You can't do it, then call someone quickly." Mo Kuan shouted loudly.