The god-fortune boss wears an early-dead female supporting role in the chronology

Chapter 312 First Aid
Elder Su said to Qiao Muyue: "I'm sorry Miss Qiao, I can't see you off, I have to hurry over and have a look!"

As soon as Mr. Su's voice fell, the ambulances had already arrived at the entrance of the hospital one after another. Qiao Muyue and others saw the doors of the cars all open at once, and the medical staff jumped down from the top one by one, and then the stretchers were pushed from the back of the car one by one. come out.

Immediately, wailing and moaning came out, and Qiao Muyue felt a strong evil spirit from a distance. It is estimated that many people in this group will die today.

Elder Su didn't care about Qiao Muyue at this time, so he rushed over. Liu Jianjun also said to Qiao Muyue: "Sister Qiao! You and sister Liu can take a taxi back, I have to help!"

Qiao Muyue's heart trembled. Liu Jianjun is a student who is about to graduate from the military academy. He has the most sense of mission as a soldier. Under such circumstances, he will definitely not leave.

Sun Derong said at this moment: "I'll take Yue'er back to the hotel!"

When Liu Jianjun heard this, he rushed towards the emergency room without waiting for Qiao Muyue to speak.

The three of them looked in the direction of the emergency room, and could already hear crying from inside. Ambulances came one after another, and drove out immediately after unloading the patient, apparently to pick up the next patient. The smell of blood came over, and it felt like a hell.

"Yue'er! Let's go back to the hotel first!"

Sun Derong said with a sigh.

Qiao Muyue didn't move, she just looked towards the emergency room. Liu Xiaoqin couldn't bear it. From her perspective, she could see that there were many patients lying on stretchers in the hallway. There were not enough doctors. The wailing of those patients made people feel uncomfortable. endlessly.

"Yue'er! Let's go and have a look!"

Liu Xiaoqin wanted to help, but she knew she had no choice but to be anxious. Yue'er can heal diseases, but Yue'er is a person after all, how many people can one person heal?
Moreover, Yue'er is a Chinese medicine doctor. As we all know, Chinese medicine is good at recuperation. Now this is obviously an emergency.

Qiao Muyue nodded. She wanted to leave just now, but in the end, some unbearable feelings in her heart made her unable to sit back and watch these people die.

At this time, three people also came out, it was Jin Shengcheng's uncle and nephew and the female translator.

Qiao Muyue glanced at Jin Shengcheng coldly: "Didn't you say that you, a Korean doctor, are good at emergencies? Now let's compare and see which of us treats more patients!"

Jin Shengcheng was stunned, and took a step back. Although he knows emergency, Korean medicine, like Chinese medicine, is indeed not as good as western medicine in emergency. What he just said above is a big talk, to save himself.

"Why should I compare myself to you?"

"If you don't compare, I will send today's matter to the major newspapers tomorrow. The dignified representative of Korean medicine, Kim Seung-sung, diagnosed the wrong disease and prescribed the wrong medicine. I believe that the major newspapers will like this news!"

After Qiao Muyue finished speaking, she walked towards the emergency room, and Liu Xiaoqin followed.

Jin Shengcheng was so angry that he was half dead, but he really didn't dare to leave, so he could only follow, and he was furious. He couldn't believe that he couldn't compare to this little girl. Old Sun's illness was special, so he didn't notice it for a while, but These patients in the emergency room were obviously caused by a car accident, and they couldn't diagnose the wrong disease at all. He has been practicing medicine for decades, so he can't compare to this girl.

Jin Yongen also trotted after carrying Jin Shengcheng's medicine box, and the female translator was about to follow, but Jin Yongen directly scolded: "You have been fired!"

The female translator froze in place, watching them leave stupidly.

Sun Derong sighed, he couldn't help with this matter, but he hasn't found out what he did to his son, and Yue'er must give Yue'er a satisfactory explanation for this matter, thinking of this, Sun Derong turned around and left.

When Qiao Muyue came to the door of the emergency room, she saw that it was already in chaos. Mr. Su was in charge of it, and the professors who were in the lounge just now also participated in the first aid.

Liu Jianjun helped the nurses to lift them up and down. When a patient moved in pain, Liu Jianjun stepped forward to fix the patient with great strength.

Qiao Muyue walked up to Mr. Su: "Mr. Su! Prepare some sets of silver needles for me!"

Mr. Su is a Chinese medicine doctor, so he will naturally have silver needles.

When Mr. Su saw Qiao Muyue, he was about to ask her why she hadn't left yet, when he heard Qiao Muyue's words, his eyes lit up, and he quickly took out a few needle packs from his pocket.

"Miss Qiao is also good at emergency medicine?"

Nowadays, most Chinese medicine practitioners are good at recuperation, and few people are good at acute diseases, including him who also focuses on recuperation.

Qiao Muyue took the silver needle and nodded slightly.

"Yue'er! Come and see him, he's dying..."

Suddenly Liu Xiaoqin yelled in the distance, Qiao Muyue quickly looked over, and saw a middle-aged man with a severed hand grabbing Liu Xiaoqin's arm, and beside the man with the severed hand lay a comatose young man. Lu was furious.

Qiao Muyue walked over immediately, Elder Su just glanced at it from a distance, and secretly cried out in his heart, he followed without slowing down.

The middle-aged man who lost his hand, his entire arm was twisted at an irregular angle at this moment, and his whole body was obviously twitching in pain, but he grabbed the corner of the old Su who had just walked over: "I beg you , help my son, he was hit on the head by something in order to save me, he is going to die, I beg you, please..."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man kowtowed violently.

Elder Su squatted down, opened the eyelids of the comatose young man, and just glanced at it, his heart sank, because the pupils of the other party had already begun to spread, and his heartbeat was almost gone, which was basically hopeless.

At this time, Qiao Muyue and Jin Shengcheng who had just walked over also saw this situation. Jin Shengcheng shook his head directly and said in broken Chinese: "No way! This is a typical intracranial hemorrhage, which requires large-scale equipment to rescue, and even so, It's also hard to save..."

Elder Su sighed, Jin Shengcheng's words were not pleasant, but they were the truth.

The middle-aged man collapsed to the ground immediately, and he hastily kowtowed to Elder Su: "I beg you, please save him, save him! He is only seventeen years old, only seventeen years old..."

The middle-aged man burst into tears.

At this moment, Qiao Muyue stepped forward all of a sudden, grabbing ahead of Elder Su: "Get out of the way!"

Elder Su was startled, and hurriedly stood up and took a few steps back.

Qiao Muyue didn't bother to say anything more at this time, she just spread out the needle pack given by Mr. Su, selected a few silver needles from it, and quickly stuck them into the top of the young man's head, and then took out two more to stick on the young man's face. Also plunged in.

Qiao Muyue's speed was very fast, she almost didn't need to look at the acupuncture points, and completed several acupuncture in an instant, which made Jin Shengcheng's eyelids twitch.

Looking at the technique, Mr. Su felt that it was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

At this time, Qiao Muyue rummaged in the needle bag, and pulled out a silver needle from the innermost part. The silver needle was about seven or eight inches long. Seeing this silver needle, Elder Su's eyelids jumped up.

Qiao Muyue looked at the length of the silver needle, nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at the comatose teenager.

(End of this chapter)