When Yu Shengnan came out, Yao Meifang was already dead. There was blood on the floor and the sofa. Yu Shengnan hurried forward to check.
Her lips were purple, her heart pulse was very weak, and she had a myocardial infarction accompanied by heart failure. It seemed that Yao Meifang had had a heart disease before, but she just kept it to herself. After receiving this blow, she exploded directly.
Without time to think, Yu Shengnan quickly performed first aid. The best first aid for myocardial infarction is to take drugs such as nitroglycerin or aspirin. Generally, people with poor heart in old age will prepare these or drugs such as Danshen Drops and Quick-acting Heart-saving Pills at home, which can save lives in emergencies.
It’s just that Yao Meifang had heart problems before, so she must have endured it and didn’t see a doctor. This time her illness was so urgent that her family had no preparations at all. But this didn’t pose a problem for Yu Shengnan.
She quickly returned to the room she had been in. There was a syringe for dispensing cosmetics in the room of her mixed-race goddaughter. She took it, quickly burned it with a lighter, and then started acupuncture, bleeding from the ears, lips, and fingertips, especially the little finger on the heart meridian, trying to let as much blood as possible.
He Xinran trusts Yu Shengnan very much. After all, her husband's medical skills are real. He just doesn't want to work in the treacherous hospital environment. Otherwise, with his doctorate from Peking Union Medical College, he can easily enter a large hospital, not to mention that he is also good at general Chinese medicine.
After bleeding, one hand held Yao Meifang's wrist to feel her pulse, and the other hand massaged her to promote blood circulation. At this time, there was no need to talk about the taboos between men and women. He Xinran watched from the side, and Yu Shengnan did not hesitate at all. She touched her chest, back, armpits and thighs all over.
After more than two minutes, when Yu Shengnan's forehead was slightly hot and sweaty, Yao Meifang recovered.
Massage is not just about external techniques, it also requires coordination with the palm of your hand. It is not an easy job, especially for the heart, as a mistake in controlling the strength can be fatal.
"Sister Meifang, you're awake. Let's rush to the hospital. I've called 120. We have to hurry," Yu Shengnan said, quickly signaling his wife to open the door.
"No," the voice was not loud, but Yu Shengnan heard it clearly, and He Xinran heard it too.
Yes, if a public figure like Yao Meifang was given emergency treatment in the hospital, there would be a lot of news reports the next day, and the company’s related stocks would plummet. She is not an ordinary person, Yu Shengnan realized.
In fact, Yao Meifang doesn’t care about that at all now. She is just disheartened and doesn’t want to survive. It’s just that Yu Shengnan has not realized this problem at this time.
"Medicinal wine, husband, go get some medicinal wine. It can be effective for Yunjiao's heart disease, Sister Meifang..." When He Xinran said this, she looked at him with tears in her big eyes.
Ni Yunjiao is now Yu Shengnan's concubine. At the beginning, Yu Shengnan was extremely reluctant to give her medicinal wine. Her husband said that medicinal wine is extremely precious and a little bit of it will be used up. Not to mention the precious raw materials for making the wine, the time it took to make the wine for decades alone is priceless.
Yao Meifang is like his own sister, so He Xinran asked Yu Shengnan for it without thinking.
Yu Shengnan didn't hesitate, turned around and left. This woman is such a spendthrift, it's better not to have her.
"I'll be back soon, don't touch her!"
Men are really not good people. They say one thing and mean another. They are obviously reluctant to give up, but they act very generously.
It was the middle of the night and there were few cars on the avenue. Yu Shengnan drove very fast and ran through six red lights in a row. A journey that usually took half an hour took him more than ten minutes, and he drove at 120 km/h on a road with a speed limit of 40 km/h.
There is no way. Yao Meifang's body may go to see the King of Hell at any time, and the god of death will not give you much time to regret.
The medicinal wine was packed in a jar. Yu Shengnan directly filled a bottle with a Wahaha mineral water bottle, then quickly pulled Ni Yunjiao back.
Yu Shengnan was incredibly calm while driving, just like he was on the operating table before. The more critical the situation, the calmer he became and the faster his brain worked.
Although he appeared calm, he was actually very uncertain. Giving Ni Yunjiao the medicinal wine was a last resort, and he had no feelings for her at that time. He even recorded a video of Ni Yunjiao drinking the medicinal wine because he was afraid that something might happen and someone would die, as he would be held responsible for too much.
In Yao Meifang's situation, it would actually be much better to go to the hospital. The hospital's heart rescue, especially when the patient has woken up, is basically not a big problem. However, whether the medicinal wine is effective or if there are any negative effects, he has to bear the responsibility alone and cannot let others take the responsibility.
He was reluctant to let Ni Yunjiao come, but when he heard that Yao Meifang was waiting for help, the silly girl got in the car without saying a word. Yu Shengnan didn't have time to ask her to get out of the car, so she pulled her over.
All the worries along the way disappeared after Yao Meifang drank the medicinal wine, because all she could do was wait, whether good or bad, there was no way to regret.
If you say that I am not sure at all, that is not entirely true. My great-grandfather has always said that this wine can save the lives of ordinary people, but after all, he has never tried it on ordinary people.
Because she brought a bottle, when Yu Shengnan gave Yao Meifang some to drink, she poured the bottom of the cup, probably about one or two ounces.
Yao Meifang was a little reluctant to drink it and even spilled some of it outside her mouth, which made Ni Yunjiao feel so sorry that she actually went up to lick it directly.
This made He Xinran almost laugh out loud. In this situation, only this funny guy could do such a thing.
Just over ten minutes after drinking it, the medicine took effect. Yao Meifang's skin began to turn red. Yu Shengnan kept holding her wrist and could clearly feel her pulse getting stronger.
Is this really a medicinal wine? Yu Shengnan felt that this medicinal wine was a bit like energy liquid, or even a stimulant. The effect was too good.
Originally, his great-grandfather wanted him to use it to practice martial arts, but later, because he drank it twice and the heirloom became a little too powerful, he dared not drink it again. He didn't expect that this medicinal wine would be so powerful for ordinary people.
"It's so hot, I'm dying of heat." Yao Meifang's skin was red but not hot to the touch, but she said it was hot and started to take off her clothes naturally.
"Ni Yunjiao, it's up to you, hold her down for me," Yu Shengnan turned around and shouted at Ni Yunjiao.
"Fuck, you idiot, you drank it secretly, go back and tell me, I won't let you drink it?" Ni Yunjiao quickly swallowed the medicinal wine in her mouth and screwed the bottle cap on.
"Huh, you just won't let me drink at home, okay?"
As she spoke, she had already climbed on top of Yao Meifang and grabbed her hand tightly. If she didn't hold on tighter, her underwear would be pulled off.
Yao Meifang began to sweat all over her body. It wasn't just watery sweat, but mixed with black stuff. Yao Meifang seemed to be in great pain, her face was distorted, and she had a lot of explosive power.
If Yu Shengnan hadn't held one of her hands and pressed her leg with the other, Yao Meifang might have pretended to be dead.
It's hard to imagine that this was a patient who was on the verge of death just now.
"I want……"
"Fuck, it's broken!"
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