Chapter 499 First Aid
"Oh my God, Master, you can't die. If you die, what will happen to us orphans and widows?"
The woman was about to pounce on Mr. Mo as she spoke, but at that moment, Fu Zhaoning stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and helped her back two steps.
Doctor Wang was also startled and said quickly, "Madam, Mr. Mo is unconscious right now, so don't rush into him!"
This woman is so powerful. If she pounces on Mr. Mo, who knows if she will hurt him again.
"Isn't our master dead?" Madam Mo looked at them in panic with her tear-filled eyes.
"He's still breathing. We need to check him out right now." Doctor Wang looked at Fu Zhaoning again.
Fortunately, Fu Zhaoning reacted quickly and was able to stop Mrs. Mo in time.
"If anything happens to my father, you will be responsible! Our Mo family will not let you go!" A young man ran in and shouted loudly.
He was stopped by Eleven.
"If you continue to make a fuss, it will delay the treatment." Shen Xuan said, "Everyone, please bear witness that we want to treat Mr. Mo as soon as possible, and they are the ones who have been making a fuss."
"Mrs. Mo, Young Master Mo, our Boyutang will not run away, and our master is here too. Can we talk about anything later?" The old shopkeeper Dong Shu also said quickly.
These few words made the onlookers feel that Boyutang seemed to be sincere, and the atmosphere was not so tense anymore.
Everyone's attention returned to Master Mo.
An old doctor with a goatee stepped forward and said, "I just took Mr. Mo's pulse and found that he had no pulse at all and his heart had stopped beating."
Mrs. Mo had calmed down somewhat, but when she heard his words, her body softened and she almost collapsed.
"master--"
Young Master Mo supported her, and he saw Fu Zhaoning walk to his father.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Fu Zhaoning raised her head and glanced at him. Her beauty instantly struck Master Mo like a fool.
Fu Zhaoning ignored him and started examining Mr. Mo.
"There is a pulse, but it is shallow and usually cannot be detected."
As she spoke, she let go of her hand, lifted Mr. Mo's eyelids, and looked at Eleven.
"I taught you artificial respiration, remember?"
Because Eleven and Thirteen were always by her side, she would teach them some first aid methods from time to time.
The same goes for artificial respiration.
But she was afraid that the people here would not be able to accept it, so she looked at Thirteen again.
Thirteen understood what she meant and immediately turned around to explain a few words to Madam Mo, Master Mo and others.
"There is a special way to save lives. When a patient faints and seems to be dying, he cannot breathe by himself, so someone has to help him blow air and press on his heart to perform resuscitation. This is just a way to save lives. You can watch, but don't talk nonsense, otherwise we may not save him!"
When Madam Mo heard that the person could be saved, she didn't care about the method at all, and said anxiously, "We won't tell you, just save our master!"
"Yes, it means that the person has no breath and needs help to breathe. I understand this, but how can you help?"
Others can understand it too.
Fu Zhaoning asked Thirteen to explain this in the most understandable terms possible for others.
"The simplest theory is to help blow air to make the heart beat again." Thirteen said.
At this time, Eleven was already prepared.
Fu Zhaoning folded his hands, pressed on Mr. Mo's chest and began to resuscitate.
"eleven."
Eleven pinched Mr. Mo's mouth and performed artificial respiration.
Fu Zhaoning discovered an advantage of those who practiced ancient martial arts: they had sufficient energy, and their lung capacity was much larger than normal people, so they did not need to put their mouths together, they just had to be close together, which should be easy for the ancient people to accept.
Sure enough, although they saw Eleven blowing air into Mr. Mo's mouth, because he didn't actually touch him, the onlookers just stared with their eyes wide open in disbelief, but did not say anything immoral.
"You're pressing so hard, won't you hurt Mr. Mo's heart and lungs?" Doctor Tang, who was watching Fu Zhaoning performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, had some opinions and wanted to reach out to stop Fu Zhaoning.
Doctor Wang immediately grabbed him.
Are you kidding? His eyes are shining and he really wants to learn this from Fu Zhaoning. Does Old Tang still want to stop him?
"Old Tang, don't interrupt. Miss Fu is a miracle doctor! She is just trying to save people. She knows her limits!"
"Is this the Divine Doctor Fu from the Shen family?"
It seems that the news that the Shen family found a female doctor to cure Old Mrs. Shen has also spread.
"Exactly."
"Master Mo is breathing hard!"
Uncle Dong saw Mr. Mo’s reaction first, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Really? Wake up, wake up!"
The people around also started shouting.
Fu Zhaoning let go and said, "Eleven, take a rest."
Eleven stepped aside.
Fu Zhaoning took Mr. Mo's pulse again.
The pulse is evident, but still a little disordered.
"Doctor Wang, you come next." Fu Zhaoning immediately stepped aside and let Doctor Wang take over.
"yes."
Doctor Wang had no objection and immediately stepped forward to take over.
Fu Zhaoning walked aside, and Xiaoqin quickly helped open the medicine box and took out paper and pen.
"Miss, do you want a prescription?"
"No prescription for now." Fu Zhaoning thought for a moment and took out the needle bag, "Give me a few injections later."
As soon as Doctor Wang took over, he found that Mr. Mo's heartbeat had indeed recovered. He was amazed and conducted another careful examination. After Mr. Mo opened his eyes, he asked him a few more questions.
"Do you know your name?"
"Nonsense, how could I not know my name? I'm Mo Jinjin."
As soon as Master Mo opened his mouth, everyone couldn't help laughing. They had laughed for a long time at the name Mo Jinjin.
"Then what number is this?" Doctor Wang pointed two fingers in front of him again.
"Do you think I'm stupid? I don't even know the number two?" Mr. Mo rolled his eyes. "You are Doctor Wang, right?"
Doctor Wang nodded and smiled.
"Master, you scared me to death." Mrs. Mo rushed over at this time, tears streaming down her face.
"Dad, it's great that you're not dead." Young Master Mo followed.
Mr. Mo glared at him.
"Are you expecting me to die?"
"Dad, what are you talking about? How is that possible?"
"If that's impossible, why did you replace the purple clay Buddha statue I just bought?"
What?
Mr. Mo’s words stunned everyone.
Young Master Mo panicked and subconsciously took two steps back.
"Dad, I don't know what you are talking about."
"I'm going to beat you to death, you rebellious son! I had that purple clay Buddha custom-made from Boyu Tang. There were good things hidden inside, but you replaced it with a fake one, and I thought it was Boyu Tang who did it, and you even came to my door!"
Mr. Mo sat up and waved his hand towards his son.
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