Chapter 22: Saving the Child Amidst Doubts!
"What are you doing?! Stop it right now!"
A young nurse, seeing this, screamed.
"Who are you? How dare you move the child like that! Can you take responsibility for delaying the emergency treatment?!"
"That's right! Where did this woman come from? Put the child down! Let Dean Zhou handle this!"
Another doctor frowned and reprimanded.
"Judging by their attire, they're not from our hospital! Could they be here to cause trouble?"
"The child is already like this, why keep causing trouble! What if someone dies?"
The onlookers, unaware of what was going on, began pointing and whispering, their voices filled with doubt, dissatisfaction, and even accusations of enjoying the spectacle. This quickly overwhelmed Gu Baobao.
After all, she was too young and too beautiful, and her attire didn't resemble that of a medical professional. It was hard not to be suspicious of her to make such a strange move at such a critical moment.
Even Dean Zhou Mingren, who rushed over, was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed as he looked at Gu Baobao.
This technique... he had never seen it in any formal medical textbooks.
But for some reason, seeing the girl's calm and decisive movements and eyes, he swallowed back the reprimand that was on the tip of his tongue, raised his hand to stop the nurse who was about to step forward to stop him, and whispered:
"Wait a minute, let me see."
Lu Zhanming, who rushed out right after Gu Baobao, was now standing on the periphery of the crowd.
He is tall and has long legs, so even if he is standing behind, he can see clearly what is happening inside.
When he saw Gu Baobao kneel down without hesitation amidst a chorus of doubts and accusations, hug the child and strike that strange pose, his heart clenched.
It wasn't that I was worried she would do something reckless, but rather a strange mix of heartache and pride.
Those harsh words and suspicious glances were like invisible needles, piercing the slender yet upright figure in the arena.
But she didn't even raise an eyebrow; all her attention was focused on the child. Her eyes, which always seemed gentle and clear, now held only extreme calmness and an almost stubborn certainty.
Her small body steadily supported the child, yet she remained completely still.
Lu Zhanming's fist clenched quietly at his side.
He wanted to rush in, to push aside all the gossiping people, to tell everyone that she could do it, but he also knew that any interference at this moment could affect her.
He could only stare intently, using his gaze to create an invisible barrier for her, shutting out the surrounding noise.
His breathing even unconsciously followed the rhythm of her arm movements.
One, two, three...
Gu Baobao used the heel of her palm to quickly, forcefully, and rhythmically strike the child's back.
"Stop right now!"
"If anything were to happen to this child..."
"Where did this country bumpkin come from? Don't you know anything?!"
The criticism continues, and has even intensified.
Someone tried to step forward, but was stopped in their tracks by Lu Zhanming's cold gaze.
Gu Dongguo was also pushed close, his forehead veins throbbing with anxiety. He wanted to shout but was afraid of startling his sister, so he could only grip the wheelchair armrests tightly.
Gu Baobao ignored all of this.
Her world consisted only of this small body in her arms, whose life was rapidly slipping away.
She quickly calculated the force, angle, and frequency in her mind.
The child is too young and has fragile bones, so the force must be precise, enough to generate sufficient airflow without causing secondary injury.
[Defu! Real-time monitoring of children's vital signs!]
She cried out in her heart.
Defu:
[Host, rest assured! This system has activated vital sign monitoring mode! The child's blood oxygen saturation continues to drop, and the heart rate is bradycardic!]
Please maintain your rhythm, and push the impact point slightly upwards by half an inch! Yes! Right there! Push!
Following Defu's instructions, Gu Baobao slightly adjusted the angle and struck again with force!
"Wow--!!!"
Just as the accusations from the onlookers reached their peak, and several nurses were about to forcibly pull Gu Baobao away, a weak but clear cry filled with pain and relief suddenly burst from the child's mouth!
Immediately afterwards, a round, shelled peanut, covered in saliva, was spat out of the child's open mouth with a "plop" and rolled onto the floor.
The child's cries instantly became loud and continuous, still tinged with the sobs of shock, but the muffled "hoarse" sounds disappeared!
His small chest heaved violently as he gasped for air. The horrifying purplish-blue color faded from his face at a visible speed, gradually restoring the rosy complexion that a child should have, though still bearing traces of tears and a pale look of fright.
It was a success!
The scene instantly fell into a deathly silence.
All those who are criticizing, cursing, and questioning are like someone whose throat has been suddenly gripped by an invisible hand; their mouths are open, but they can't make a sound.
The expressions on their faces—whether angry, disdainful, or amused—froze instantly, then, as if slapped hard by an invisible hand, became stiff, awkward, and utterly ashamed.
What were they just saying?
What are you questioning?
That young woman, at that critical moment when even the doctors were about to operate, used this strange method they had never heard of before to pull her child back from the brink of death!
Without equipment or medicine, relying only on his hands and his astonishing calmness and decisiveness!
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