"Okay! Okay! I'll do as you say!"
The two men, one on each side, carefully supported Qin Peilan's arms, preparing to help her off the chair.
As the two were carefully helping Qin Peilan up, they heard hurried footsteps coming from the doorway.
When I turned around, it was He Wanrou!
She rushed in, still a little out of breath, and exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the scene inside:
"Oh dear! What happened?! Don't panic, let me see!"
Without saying a word, she rushed to Qin Peilan's side and pushed Zhou Qiqi, who was supporting Qin Peilan's left arm, away.
Zhou Qiqi was knocked off balance by the bump, and her brows furrowed instantly.
He Wanrou didn't even look at her. She rushed to Qin Peilan's side, supporting her swaying body with one hand and skillfully opening her eyelids to check her pupils with the other, before quickly taking her pulse.
The movements were executed smoothly and in one go, and they looked quite professional.
After the examination, she immediately said:
"The pupils are still responding to light, the pulse is rapid and weak, accompanied by cold sweats and severe chest pain! This is a typical acute attack of angina! Auntie, don't be afraid, relax and breathe! We need to take nitroglycerin tablets right away!"
While steadily supporting Qin Peilan, she looked up at Shen Zhenbang and said anxiously:
"Uncle! Haven't I told you this many times? You need to take your medicine right away! Quickly, bring the medicine to Auntie!"
Shen Zhenbang's face stiffened at her question: "The medicine... I couldn't find it! I've searched the whole bag, but I still can't find it!"
He Wanrou stared wide-eyed as if she had heard something unbelievable and asked:
"How could I not find it? Wasn't it always in that little compartment of your handbag? I checked it yesterday!"
Shen Zhenbang became even more flustered by her question and quickly turned around, saying, "I'll go look again!"
"Forget it! I'll go find it! Don't waste my time!"
He Wanrou immediately stopped him.
She quickly glanced at Zhou Qiqi and Shen Zhenbang, and began issuing orders:
"Uncle, little sister Qiqi, don't just stand there! Quick! Help Auntie to lie down on the bed! Remember, she should be in a semi-reclining position with her back slightly elevated. Don't lie completely flat. Unbutton her collar and make sure she can breathe easily!"
"After you lie down, Uncle, please hold her steady and help Auntie catch her breath. Little Qiqi, go and get her a glass of warm water!"
Zhou Qiqi frowned even more deeply.
She had searched inside and out twice, even feeling the cracks in the sofa, but she couldn't find the little brown medicine bottle.
How long has He Wanrou been here? How could she be more familiar with this house than she is?
Instead of wasting time repeatedly searching, let's first see if there are any other ways to alleviate my mother-in-law's pain...
"I think it would be better to..."
Zhou Qiqi was just about to speak up and express her thoughts.
"What do you mean, 'what do you think' or 'what do I think'?!"
He Wanrou immediately interrupted her, her voice suddenly rising in pitch, carrying a condescending and reprimanding tone, her eyes sharp as knives.
"Are you the professional nurse or am I?! When it's a matter of life and death, who should we listen to, you or me?! Are you dawdling and trying to distract this lady?! Hurry up and help her up!"
Shen Zhenbang had already started helping his wife as instructed, but Qin Peilan was not feeling well, so it was obviously not enough to just support one side.
Zhou Qiqi bit her lower lip and swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
Saving lives is the priority now, not arguing.
She immediately stepped forward and, together with her father-in-law, carefully helped her mother-in-law into the inner room to lie down on the bed.
Then she quickly turned around and went to the kitchen, grabbed a thermos, poured a cup of warm water, and brought it back.
Before she went to pour water, she caught a glimpse of He Wanrou anxiously rummaging through the cabinet by the window.
But when she returned with the water glass, she found that He Wanrou was gone.
She was wondering where this person had gone to find the medicine when she heard He Wanrou's voice coming from the inner room:
"Quick! Auntie! Quick, put the medicine under your tongue! Don't swallow!"
Did they find the medicine bottle?
A hint of doubt crossed Zhou Qiqi's mind, but she didn't have time to think about it. She quickly took the water glass and went into the house, intending to hand the water over.
When He Wanrou saw her approach, she immediately waved her hand impatiently to push her away, with considerable force.
"Don't get so close! Auntie needs some air! What are you doing blocking the way!"
"water..."
Zhou Qiqi suppressed her anger and pushed the water glass forward a little further.
He Wanrou scoffed, her tone clearly mocking and disdainful:
"Nitroglycerin tablets are meant to be taken sublingually! Let them dissolve and be absorbed on their own! If you swallow them with water, they're completely useless! Are you trying to kill your aunt?! If you don't understand, don't give me this nonsense! Go away!"
After she finished speaking, she immediately changed her expression to one of utmost concern and softly asked Qin Peilan:
"Aunt Qin, how are you feeling? Does your chest feel any better?"
Although Qin Peilan was still not feeling well, she was much better than before, and she nodded gently.
He Wanrou was delighted to hear this, but immediately said in a serious tone:
"The medicine is working, but it will be most effective when combined with acupressure."
As she spoke, she carefully adjusted Qin Peilan's posture, then took one of her hands, located the Neiguan acupoint on the inside of her wrist, and pressed it firmly and continuously with her thumb.
"Auntie, relax. Yes, follow my rhythm, take deep breaths... inhale slowly... exhale slowly... don't be afraid, you'll feel better..."
In this respect, Zhou Qiqi was indeed not a professional, and could only stand nervously by the bedside, just like Shen Zhenbang, unable to get involved.
Fortunately, thanks to He Wanrou's professional handling and the life-saving medication, the patient survived.
Within minutes, Qin Peilan's pale face gradually calmed down, her rapid breathing gradually stabilized, and her tightly furrowed brows relaxed.
Although he still looked very weak, he had clearly pulled through.
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