Chapter 35: Once, Once

—You're not a medical worker, do you have a certificate? You're nothing, why would you go and save people?

After He Meijiao yelled at Chu Yue, she immediately rushed towards the little boy.

She quickly said to the people around her, "I'm a medical officer in the army. Give me the child and I'll take care of it."

When the boy’s father heard this, he immediately handed the little boy to He Meijiao and asked He Meijiao to treat him.

The other guests in the state-owned restaurant looked at He Meijiao with different eyes. "She is a medical officer in the army and can treat wounded soldiers. There will be no problem with such a small problem." This is what everyone thought in their hearts.

He Meijiao also thought so in her heart.

She could even handle a gunshot wound; it was just something stuck in the throat, not really a disease at all!

Previously, Wang Chunling had an unexpected difficult delivery and was seen by Chu Yue. Because Chu Yue performed surgery in time to save her, the sisters-in-law were amazed. Even Sister Song praised her, and she became a big star in the compound.

Later, when Wang Chunling was re-examined, even Doctor Hao praised Chu Yue's steady and neat surgical technique, and her excellent suturing skills. She looked like an old doctor who had been practicing medicine for decades, and not at all like a young girl. He kept praising her for several days.

He Meijiao was tired of hearing such words.

This time, she would never let Chu Yue steal the limelight again.

He Meijiao focused her attention on the little boy and patted his back hard in rhythm.

What a pity...

Didn’t spit it out? Why didn’t you spit it out?!

If something gets stuck in the throat, there is a high possibility of death, and the golden time for rescue is only about three minutes. He Meijiao was extremely anxious, but no matter how hard she tried, the little boy just couldn't spit out the stuff in his throat.

"Is it going to work... Why hasn't the baby coughed up yet... The child is almost dying... Could he be completely out of breath..." The guests asked in a noisy and sighing voice.

He Meijiao became more and more anxious, so anxious that cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

At this moment, Chu Yue looked at this scene with her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Chu Yue didn't care about being in the spotlight, nor did she care about what He Meijiao said to her mocking her. A person's medical skills are not proven by a qualification certificate. The most important thing is to be able to save people.

After He Meijiao rushed over, her methods and actions in treating the little boy were all correct, and she also had the intention to save people.

So Chu Yue stood still and let He Meijiao take over.

But He Meijiao only had one method, and when this method failed, she panicked and became flustered.

During this period, the little boy's face went from red at first, to pale... blue... and his head tilted as he was dying.

No time!

Chu Yue's thoughts sank. She pushed through the crowd and strode forward, firmly saying, "Give me the child."

Before He Meijiao could react, Chu Yue had already hugged the child and snatched it from He Meijiao's hands.

He Meijiao's palm felt empty, and her hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air. She really wanted to question Chu Yue. If she couldn't do it, how could Chu Yue do it?

But she was gasping for breath in panic, her heart was beating uncontrollably, her throat and eyes were filled with cold wind, and she couldn't speak at all.

She was a hygienist who understood the principles of the human body and felt the little boy's almost disappeared heartbeat...

A life was disappearing from her hands.

How can I not panic!

Chu Yue's calmness and composure formed a sharp contrast with He Meijiao's panic.

She held the child upside down in front of her, holding the little boy with her hands like scissors, one hand clenched into a fist, and the other hand opened and covered the fist, placing it slightly above the little boy's belly button.

This is the "Heimlich maneuver," and the seven-word mnemonic is "Rock, Paper, Scissors." It is specifically used in cases of airway obstruction by foreign bodies.

Then use force——

Once, once.

Chu Yue used her arms to move her palms, exerting force backwards and upwards, pressing hard on the little boy's belly. The little boy's body trembled with Chu Yue's movements.

Do this four or five times with abdominal thrusts.

"cough--"

With a cough from the little boy, the thing stuck in his throat flew out and fell to the ground. It was a round peanut.

"I coughed it out, I coughed it out... I can breathe now after coughing it out... It turned out to be a peanut, it must have choked on my trachea... Little girl, I've never seen this method you used before, you're even better than the medic..."

The guests looked at Chu Yue with eyes filled with relief for surviving the disaster and also full of admiration.

Only He Meijiao was forgotten and stood aside, her hands and feet cold, awkwardly.

She looked at Chu Yue in disbelief...why was it her again!

"Thank you! Comrade, thank you so much! Thank you for saving my Tianci! He's the only child in our Pei family's nine generations, and he's our only child! I brought him out for dinner today. If anything really happens to him, I won't know how to explain it when I get home."

Pei Hanchuan hugged Pei Tianci tightly with both hands, full of joy at regaining what he had lost, and his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Chu Yue.

At the same time, I felt my eyes brighten.

Pei Hanchuan was so busy worrying about the child that he didn't realize that the person who saved the child with such skillful and calm manner was actually so young and pretty.

Compared to the gray clothes of the people around her, Chu Yue's fair face, and the slightly red cheeks after exerting herself, looked like a peach blossom in the bleak east wind.

The little boy had just walked on the edge of hell. He was nervous and scared. He breathed in small gulps, tightly grasping Pei Hanchuan's collar with both hands, and timidly called out, "Uncle..."

"Don't be afraid! We Tianci are not afraid. Everything is fine now."

Pei Hanchuan patted Pei Tianci on the back, coaxed the child in a low voice, and did not forget to continue talking to Chu Yue.

He touched his right wrist, made a click, took out a shiny gold watch from his wrist and handed it to Chu Yue.

"Comrade, I was in a hurry to leave today and didn't have much money on me. This watch is the only thing worth something. Don't despise it, it's my thank you gift."

A thank you gift: a big golden watch.

The eyes of the guests around suddenly widened, and Wang Xiulan pushed through the crowd and walked forward, "Let me see, let me see!"

A shiny watch will shine like gold!

It was actually for Chu Yue!

Wang Xiulan’s eyes almost popped out of her head.

Chu Yue looked at the watch, then at Pei Hanchuan, and finally noticed that the young man was dressed in extraordinary clothes, a khaki cashmere coat and a suit that was rare in the 1970s.

He has a tall figure and handsome face. His outfit is quite stylish, which complements the gold watch on his wrist. He looks like a noble young man.

Chu Yue's gaze did not linger on the handsome Pei Hanchuan, but looked at the little boy again. Pei Tianci coughed out the peanuts, but his little face was still pale, with frowned eyebrows and a pitiful look.

Chu Yue noticed something was wrong and frowned, "Give me the child, I'll take another look at him."