1733: C1733 Sudden Acupuncture

C1733 Sudden Acupuncture

Without any hesitation, Qin Luo unbuckled the old man's seatbelt and laid him flat on the ground.

He then put the auxiliary ventilator on the old man's head.

His right hand pressed down rhythmically.

"You!" He clenched his teeth towards the east, wanting to step forward to stop him.

However, in the next moment, his movements stopped.

As Qin Luo pressed down on the old man with his right hand, the old man's expression started to turn for the better.

At this moment, he was stunned. He knew that the air had entered the old man's lungs with Qin Luo's massage.

This meant that Qin Luo had completely grasped the rhythm of the old man's breathing, and even carried out synchronous breathing.

Because only in this way could the air be transmitted to the old man's lungs through pressure.

"How is this possible..." To the east, his eyes were wide open as he stared at Qin Luo's right hand. He had an overly frightened expression on his face.

That's right, Qin Luo's auxiliary breathing technique had stunned him.

Supporting breathing sounded like a very simple thing. He only needed to put on the auxiliary ventilator and then press it rhythmically.

But it was easier said than done.

The rhythm of this was not something that an ordinary person could grasp.

A hundred people had a hundred breaths of time. Generally speaking, a hundred people had a hundred breaths of time. Even if it was an experienced specialist who had worked in the industry for more than ten years, even if he wanted to master the patient's breathing rhythm, he would still need a few minutes, or even more than ten minutes. He would need more than ten minutes to master the patient's breathing rhythm.

But what about Qin Luo?

From the time the old man took the auxiliary ventilator to the time when his complexion turned better, less than two minutes had passed.

In these two short minutes, Qin Luo had grasped the rhythm of the old man's breathing.

If it had not happened in front of him, he would not have believed anything.

A moment later, the old man's pale face turned slightly better. At this time, Qin Luo turned his head and asked, "Do you have silver needles?"

Silver needles?

Everyone was stunned.

What the f * ck was he doing with the silver needles? Do you want acupuncture or mixed blood?

In everyone's impression, silver needles were usually the representative of TCM.

And the only thing that needed silver needles was acupuncture!

But they had never heard of anyone who used silver needles to treat a heart attack.

The flight attendant was the first to regain her senses. Without any time to think, she hurriedly rummaged through the first aid kit.

First floor - - No.

Second floor - No.

Third level - still no!

There were no silver needles in the first aid kit.0

"No!" The stewardess answered anxiously.

Qin Luo frowned slightly, but after a while, his eyebrows relaxed again.

"Give me the syringe," Qin Luo said.

A syringe?

Everyone was shocked and their faces were filled with confusion. They could not understand why Qin Luo suddenly wanted a syringe.

Dong Chao was stunned. Others might not understand, but he did.

Qin Luo wanted to use the syringe as a silver needle!

"Professor, are you going to use the syringe for acupuncture?" He asked while gritting his teeth.

Qin Luo nodded and said, "Is there a problem?"

"Isn't this too risky?"

"Taking risks is better than losing your life!" Qin Luo said lightly, "Although his condition has improved, his condition has not been resolved yet. He may be able to keep his life now, but he may die in the next second."

"Only by solving the problem in his heart can he completely escape the danger of his life."

People would have times when they were tired. No one would always focus on taking care of the old man. Only when the old man himself was out of danger could he truly be considered to be out of danger.

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