Chapter 180 This is not a serious illness!
Sang Yu was just about to follow him. After all, she knew a little about first aid and could help if anything unexpected happened.
Just as she took a step, she paused. She faintly smelled the smell of burning firewood and a faint smell of fish.
There's someone in the kitchen!
During her conversation with Liu Mao, she had already learned that his only living mother was his. The person in the kitchen could only be his mother.
"Brother Liu, there's someone in the kitchen!" She hurriedly called out to Liu Mao who was already running to the door.
Liu Mao, who was about to push the door open, hesitated for a second, then gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed to the kitchen on the side.
There was no need for Sang Yu to lie to him about this matter, because he could tell whether she was lying or not just by rushing in, so she was telling the truth.
Sure enough, when Liu Mao lifted the windproof curtain hanging at the kitchen door, he saw a person lying on the ground. It was his mother.
At this time, Liu was lying on the ground on her side, her eyes closed, her face pale, her lips purple, and her hands clenched at her neck, looking like she was about to die, breathing more than she was breathing in.
Seeing this, Liu Mao immediately wanted to pick her up and seek medical help. As soon as he helped Liu up, Sang Yu, who had followed in, shouted at him, "Don't touch her!"
"My mother is seriously ill and needs to see a doctor." Liu Mao froze again. After explaining, he continued the unfinished action and reached her knee with his other hand.
"This is not a serious illness!" Sang Yu held his hand and looked at Liu with a serious look.
Then she reached out and lifted Liu's eyelids. Seeing that her eyeballs were still rolling around, the tension in her heart eased a little. As long as the person was still conscious, it was good.
She asked directly: "Are you stuck? If so, look to the left."
Liu opened her eye, which was rolling around in panic, and looked to the left immediately after hearing this.
Sang Yu suddenly understood. As expected, her guess was correct. Mrs. Liu did not suffer from a sudden emergency but was accidentally suffocated by something stuck in her trachea.
Liu Mao, who was originally worried, saw that his mother was still conscious and could make some slight movements in response to Sang Yu's questions.
A sense of anticipation arose in my heart. Could it be that she could save my mother?
Sang Yu instructed Liu Mao to help her lift Liu up, and then she took over and stood behind Liu.
Put your hands around their waist, make a fist with one hand, place the thumb side above the navel, grab the fist with the other hand, and squeeze inward and upward quickly.
This posture, which looks like wrestling, is the famous "Heimlich maneuver" in later generations. It can rescue people who have foreign objects entering the airway and respiratory obstruction.
By increasing abdominal pressure, the air in the lungs is quickly pushed out, thereby flushing out the blocked foreign object.
Once, twice, three times... Just when Liu Mao wanted to call a halt and take his mother to see a doctor, he suddenly heard a light cough.
"cough……"
A spherical object was coughed out of Liu's throat and fell to the ground with wet saliva.
The discomfort in her throat caused Liu to cough violently again.
As her blocked trachea became unblocked, she was finally able to breathe deeply, and her purple and blue lips gradually regained some color.
"Mom, are you okay? What happened just now?"
Liu Mao was still a little dazed. Just a moment ago, his mother had looked like she was dying, so how could she be well again so quickly? Could it be a last gasp?
Completely unaware of what outrageous thoughts were going on in her son's mind, Liu, having caught her breath, tried to steady her overly rapid breathing.
It was a while before she raised her head again and gently patted Liu Mao's hand.
"Mom is fine. I just finished taking my medicine and wanted to hold a lychee decoction in my mouth to change my mood. But then I heard your voice and got so excited that I accidentally swallowed it whole and it got stuck in my throat."
I don’t know if it’s because of her long-term illness, but Liu looks only in her early forties, but she already has a head full of gray hair.
He speaks in a calm tone and slower than the average person. He takes a break after finishing a sentence before continuing.
Sang Yu thought to herself, "As expected, the timing was just perfect. Liu should have just taken out the fried lychee and put it in her mouth not long after that, when she heard Liu Mao's voice."
She excitedly stood up and wanted to go to the door to greet the guests, but accidentally swallowed the whole fried lychee.
Fortunately, the accident was discovered in time, and fresh lychees became smaller after being made into fried lychees, which is why the patient was saved so smoothly.
The only thing to be thankful for was that Mrs. Liu did not lose consciousness, otherwise Sang Yu would not have dared to cut her trachea easily.
"I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay." Liu Mao observed her carefully for a while, and finally he was able to calm down his heart that had been in his throat.
Mrs. Liu looked at Sang Yu who was standing beside her and said, "Thanks to this young lady for coming to my rescue. Are you Mao'er's friend?"
"I, Sang Yu, wish you all the best, Auntie."
It was the first time they met, and the other party was an elder, so Sang Yu placed his right hand on his left hand against his waist, bent his knees slightly, and bowed respectfully.
"Oh, please get up quickly. I want to thank you for saving my life."
After some pleasantries, Mrs. Liu suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no! My fish soup!"
She hurried to look at the pot. Originally, there was more than half a pot of milky white fish soup, but now there was only a shallow bottom left. When it was poured out, it was only about the amount of a bowl.
This amount is fine for home consumption, but it is obviously not enough to entertain guests, which made Liu so anxious that she stamped her feet.
"Oh, I've been cooking fish soup for a long time, thinking of letting you guys try it, but how come..." As she spoke, she was almost on the verge of tears.
It’s not because she felt sorry for the fish soup, but because she felt that she was really useless. She couldn’t even cook the most basic meals. She would only be a burden to her son if she lived in this world.
People who have been ill for a long time probably have this idea to some extent, feeling that they are not only unable to help their families by living in this world, but also have to spend money to prolong their lives.
Some people who are unable to get over the problem will even hang themselves to avoid burdening their families.
During this period, Liu's health condition gradually improved, and she thought she was finally getting well.
I can do some small odd jobs to earn some money to supplement the family income, and also let my son who goes out early and comes back late have a hot meal when he comes home.
But I didn't expect that I was still the same as before and was still a useless person.
All kinds of negative emotions came to her mind at once, and she shed two lines of tears as she looked at the pot of fish soup.
Liu Mao, who was standing by, saw his mother looking at the fish soup in silence and crying. He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know how.
Sang Yu gave him a wink, but he didn't understand and looked at her blankly.
Sang Yu: ...None of these men have emotional intelligence or good sense.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com