#1010 Through the Room Girl

Song Lang was ashamed, he really had no right to speak about this matter. When he was sixteen years old, his mother arranged for him to pass through two rooms. She was a beautiful maid carefully selected by her mother. She was about the same age as him. She was beautiful and gentle. He also liked her for a while.

But it was only for a while, and then gradually faded away, and they were not spared this time.

Thinking about it now, he couldn't remember the appearance of the two girls in the room.

Song Lang coughed dryly and said, "I'll go in and have a look. You wait here first."

If he stayed any longer, I really don't know what more embarrassing words she would ask him.

As soon as he stepped up, Yuan Lao rushed out and said to Bai Zhi and Song Lang: "Mr. Dongfang doesn't look very good, I'm afraid it is, I'm afraid it won't work-"

Bai Zhi's heart jumped suddenly, and she rushed in, and said to A Wu without turning her head: "Quick, go to the carriage outside to get my medicine box, be quick."

When Ah Wu turned around and rushed out, she had stumbled into the room, and Song Lang followed closely behind.

The inner room stinks, so Yuan Lao handed over two cloth masks, and the two covered their noses and mouths, which made them feel better.

Dongfang Mu was lying on the quilt, his body was full of filth, his naked body was twitching constantly, his eyes were rolled, his mouth was open and he made a whimper, his face was red and purple, as if someone was pinching him. neck.

No, there is something choked in the throat. It doesn't look like phlegm.

Song Lang stepped forward, propped up Dongfang Mu's body, and slapped his back hard, trying to use his inner strength to help him spit out what was in his throat.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't help Dongfang Mu to clear the foreign body in his throat.

Bai Zhi had already taken out the scalpel at this time, at this time, time is life, not a minute or a second could be delayed.

Ah Wu has gone to get the medicine box, which will be there soon. There is a first-aid cannula in the medicine box. Now she will perform a cricothyroidotomy on him first, and then perform a routine tracheotomy after the difficulty in breathing is relieved. technique.

"Put it down, I'll come!" She rolled up her sleeves, walked to the lamp in the corner of the room with the scalpel, baked the scalpel on the fire, and then returned to Dongfang Mu and squatted down.

Song Lang stared at her, and when she saw that she had put the small narrow knife against Dongfang Mu's neck, he immediately asked, "What are you going to do?"

The blade in Bai Zhi's hand had already cut through Dongfang Mu's flesh, she didn't lift her head and said, "He's not breathing well, I'll give him a hand. If you are afraid, back away."

As soon as the knife went down, blood poured out.

Song Lang hurriedly said to Yuan Lao, who was beside him in a daze, "Why don't you get a clean cloth soon?"

There is a box in the room, which contains ready-made cloth towels, which were originally used for dressing patients with skin trauma.

Bai Zhi sucked blood with a cloth towel, and heard A Wu's gasping sound in her ears, she was determined and shouted, "Brother A Wu, hurry up."

When Ah Wu heard her shout in the courtyard, he ran faster, and when he rushed, the room put the silver box on her side.

"Open."

A Wu immediately opened it. He had seen the things in this box before, and he was surprised every time. These things seemed to be completely out of this world.

But today, he didn't have time to be surprised, his heart was beating wildly, looking at Mr. Dongfang like this, he couldn't imagine the consequences.

Angelica put down the scalpel, turned around and found the curved blood vessel forceps from the box to expand the wound, and then inserted the tracheal cannula and fixed it.

The people in the room were all surprised by what they saw.