[Fuck! Is the dog tyrant sick? ]
[It's not my fault that the Third Prince is stuck, why are you yelling at me? ]
[Fortunately, I was kind enough to try to save the Third Prince.]
[What the hell...I did something wrong! I might as well just leave! ]
Thinking of this, Si Mu Qiao stood up suddenly.
But before she could raise her foot, that worried gaze fell on the face of the Third Prince Murong Che again.
Seeing an extremely cute child choking on food, she clearly knew how to give first aid, but she didn't. This... she couldn't do it!
Besides, the person who yelled at her was a dog tyrant, not the third prince!
She couldn't take her anger out on the Third Prince.
After figuring this out, Si Muqiao stared at Murong Qingli with a sullen face and spoke.
"Your Majesty, do you still want to save the Third Prince?"
"I can save him!"
"If you want, you'd better hand him over to me, then stand aside and don't say anything!"
"Miss Si, I hope you can do what you say. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying that with a gloomy face, Murong Qingli really let go of the third prince, took a few steps back, and his eyes were fixed on Si Muqiao.
Si Muqiao was too lazy to pay attention to him and didn't even give him a glance.
She quickly stood behind Murong Che and wrapped her arms around his abdomen.
Make a fist with one hand and place the thumb side of the fist two finger widths above the navel below Murong Che's xiphoid process.
Use your other hand to make a fist and quickly squeeze upward and backward.
After repeating this five or six times, a date pit burst out of Murong Che's mouth.
As the date pit spurted out, Murong Che, whose face had turned a little blue, began breathing less rapidly, and he became calmer than before.
Si Muqiao took this opportunity to pat him on the back and spoke.
"Third Prince, it's okay."
"Remember, you must be more careful when eating next time. Don't eat too hastily or too quickly."
"Otherwise, if you choke, it will be very uncomfortable. If you don't get treated in time, you will die, understand?"
After Si Muqiao finished speaking, he heard the voice of the system in his mind as expected.
"Ding, the host's side quest has been completed!"
"Congratulations to the host for getting a chance to draw a lottery. Would the host like to draw now?"
"Later." Si Muqiao replied with his consciousness.
"OK."
"I see. Thank you Miss Si for saving my life."
The third prince touched his throat, looked at the date pit he had sprayed out in the distance, and bowed to express his gratitude with a slightly red face.
"You're welcome, you're welcome. How does your throat feel? Is it okay?"
"It's okay. I'm fine."
Murong Qingli's face became even darker as he was completely ignored!
However, when he saw that Murong Che was really rescued by Si Muqiao, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It seems that his last guess following Feng Liuyu was correct.
Lady Simian really knows something about medicine.
So the question is, who did she learn her medical skills from?
The imperial physician carrying a medicine box hurried in and knelt down.
Simuqiao saw the very obvious beads of sweat on the imperial physician's forehead.
Oh, it seems that working in the palace is not easy.
Even as an old man of such an old age, he still had to run wildly in the summer just to help the prince with emergency treatment.
It is true that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility!
"This old minister pays respects to His Majesty, the Third Prince, and Lady Sima."
"I wonder what symptoms the Third Prince has and how he is doing now?"
After the old doctor finished speaking while kneeling on the ground, he glanced directly at the Third Prince.
When he saw the third prince sitting there intact, he was stunned.
Hey? What's going on?
Didn’t they say that the Third Prince was stuck by something and his life or death was in danger?
He was captured by the guards and brought to treat the third prince. He was terrified all the way here and had already thought about what to do after his death.
But looking at the Third Prince’s complexion and expression, doesn’t it look like that?
This is not the reaction of someone who is extremely uncomfortable with food choking on their throat!
"Are you the imperial physician or am I the imperial physician?"
"If I knew the third prince's situation, would I still send someone to call you over?" Murong Qingli said in a cold voice.
"Yes, it is my fault. I will help the Third Prince check it now."
"Third Prince, please stretch out your arm so that I can diagnose your pulse."
"Yes, okay." The third prince nodded obediently and did as he was told.
The old doctor took Murong Che's pulse and asked him to open his mouth to look at his throat, tongue, etc.
Upon inspection, it was discovered that the third prince must have been choked by something sharp.
Because there were slight scratches and inconspicuous swelling inside his mouth.
But this is not a big problem.
In this case, you don't even need to take medicine. Just drink plenty of water and rest and you will be fine.
What he was curious about was how the third prince escaped when he was stuck by something just now?
Generally speaking, when encountering such a situation, these imperial doctors would become quite panicked.
If you're lucky, you can help get the thing that's blocking the roar out.
This is when Ma Jian Wan will be used.
If that doesn't work, they'll try to see if they can use something tiny to pick it out of the throat.
Or you can ask people to do a handstand, pat their backs, and try other things.
If that still doesn't work, we'll have to cut the throat with a knife to get the object.
Of course, in this case, the chances of death are extremely high.
If you are unlucky, the person may choke to death while being treated.
But looking at the third prince in front of him, he seemed fine.
Moreover, less than half a quarter of an hour had passed since he learned that he would come to see the third prince.
How is this done?
(Note: He was carried here by His Majesty's guards. As for the sweat on his forehead, it was not sweat, but fear! On the one hand, he was afraid of heights, and on the other hand, he felt like he was going to die!)
curious!
"Your Majesty, the Third Prince had a foreign object stuck in his throat, but now the foreign object has been removed. The Third Prince is fine and just needs to rest well."
"I would like to ask, how did the Third Prince's condition improve?"
The old doctor was puzzled, so he plucked up the courage to ask.
Although His Majesty is terrible, he is prone to temper and is very irritable.
But in order to clarify those doubts, he felt that he needed to ask clearly.
Otherwise, he would be unable to sleep at night when he returns and would feel worse than death.
"Ask Lady Si." Murong Qingli said lightly.
"I hope Miss Si can help me solve my doubts!" The old minister looked at Si Muqiao in shock and bowed to her.
"Well, how should I put it? Actually, if there is a foreign object stuck in the throat, first aid is quite simple. Just use the Heimlich maneuver."
"To put it simply, it's the abdominal thrust method."
"..." Si Muqiao simply repeated what she had just done in words, and then she heard the old doctor ask.
"That's it? That's all? But why?"
"You can think of the human lung as a balloon, which is a sealed, hollow ball."
"The human trachea is the nozzle of this sealed hollow ball."
"If the nozzle gets stuck, you can squeeze the hollow ball with your hands."
"When the hollow ball is squeezed, the air moves upward, and then the object that is stuck will be pushed out unconsciously. This is the principle of the first aid method I just mentioned."
The old doctor seemed to understand what Si Muqiao said, but there were a few words he didn't quite understand.
But that doesn't matter.
Everything needs to be tried for yourself.
Once you try it, you will understand everything!
So the old doctor took out a peanut from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.
Ugh, it's stuck! Awesome!
Next, you can try the first aid method that Simian just mentioned.
But the problem was, he was stuck, how could he try?
If I had known earlier, I should have tried again after returning to the Imperial Hospital.
Hmm, what should I do? It feels so uncomfortable. Is he going to be stuck to death?
Si Muqiao and others who watched the old doctor's series of tricks: "???"
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