Chapter 60

Jing Qian's cold and heart-piercing eyes were fleeting, except for the two security guards and doctors who were closest to her, even the bodyguards around the old man didn't notice.

"Does the patient have coronary heart disease? Are blood pressure and blood lipids usually high?" The doctor asked quickly.

The bodyguard nodded quickly: "Our master does have coronary heart disease. He once had coronary artery bypass surgery. Now he is often sick again, but he has never suffered such a severe disease once."

The doctor looked at Jing Qian and saw that she was just like a young girl without any offensive power at the moment, and immediately said: "Did you hear? The patient already has coronary heart disease and has undergone bypass surgery. His face turned purple and he couldn't speak, obviously he had a heart attack!"

"He had a pneumothorax and a heart attack at the same time. He couldn't breathe already. If you press on his chest again, he won't have a heartbeat after a few moments."

Everyone was surprised.

Even the doctor was taken aback.

If Jing Qian didn't say it, they definitely thought that the old man had a heart attack, but when Jing Qian said this, it seemed that the old man opened his mouth and wanted to breathe.

It's just that he was completely speechless.

Indeed... it's also like a pneumothorax attack.

"Does the patient suffer from pneumothorax?" the doctor couldn't help but ask again.

This time, his claws that were very close to the old man's chest have been raised a lot.

The leading bodyguard quickly shook his head: "Master, the heart and legs are not very good, but there is no pneumothorax."

"Not in the past, does not mean there is not now and in the future."

Jing Qian's words put the doctor and the bodyguards in a dilemma, and no one could afford this responsibility.

In the end, the doctor could only give up: "We are just a hospital selling traditional Chinese medicine, and we don't have any cardiac equipment or first aid supplies. What this lady just said is not without reason. If your father is caused by pneumothorax, we will do cardiopulmonary care. Resuscitation would hasten his death. We've dialed 120, or..."

"what--"

Suddenly, everyone screamed.

I saw that while the doctor was talking, Jing Qian took out a fruit-cutting Swiss Army knife from his bag at a very fast speed. into the flesh under the old man's neck.

Everyone screamed in fright, and the bodyguard was even more stunned.

After reacting, several bodyguards were about to arrest Jing Qian, but Jing Qian snatched the disposable medical bag from the doctor's pocket.

Seeing that the bodyguard's hand was already stretched out, Jing Qian only said lightly - "Go away!"

Seeing that Jing Qian didn't look like he was going to be detrimental to their old man, the bodyguards could only watch and worry.

There was a tube in the medicine bag, and Jing Qian directly inserted the tube into the blood hole that she had just opened with a saber.

Just listening to the sound of "swoosh~" as if it were leaking, the hose was straightened by the bursting gas.

It was not until a long period of gas came out of the hose that the face of the old man who fell to the ground began to slowly improve.

The doctor and bodyguard on the side were all pale at the moment.

Good luck!

If it wasn't for Jing Qian's reminder just now, then they would have dealt with it as a myocardial infarction.

The other party was already having difficulty breathing, and when they needed to breathe, they would press the chest again to get all the gas out of the original body, and it was estimated that people would die faster.

At this moment, the doctor has no temper at all towards Jing Qian.