She felt that Fu Jiu despised her unreliable space!
"I just picked it up, how about it?"
Fu Jiu saw her hairy look and said carefully, "Just pick it up..."
Why are you so angry?
He just asked casually.
Jiang Yuan was holding his breath in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel choked by his words.
Just as he was talking, there was a noise from the drug store.
"Help, someone has fainted."
Shopkeeper Wang heard the sound and went out long ago.
On the street, an old man carrying a sack collapsed in front of a drug store, and a circle of people immediately surrounded him.
Shopkeeper Wang called Dr. Chen to take a look.
I saw that the old man's dark face had an abnormal blush, his mouth was dry and flaky, and he was breathing rapidly.
"He's suffering from heatstroke. Hurry, give him some water."
Dr. Chen quickly spoke, and someone brought water and handed it to him.
But the old man's body was convulsing so violently that he couldn't swallow any water.
After a while, I felt like I couldn't breathe and rolled my eyes.
Dr. Chen took his pulse and found that the pulse was almost gone.
"Hopeless."
"Why can't we help? Get out of the way."
Jiang Yuan came out from the crowd and squatted in front of the old man.
Dr. Chen frowned: "In addition to heat stroke, he also has heart disease. How can we save him from syncope and no pulse?"
"Um."
Doctor Chen:?
What a piece of shit you are!
Shopkeeper Wang was helpless and pulled Dr. Chen's sleeve.
"Doctor Chen, let her try it and we'll know."
He had seen Jiang Yuan perform acupuncture last night. She should know some medical skills.
"Isn't this the fat girl who just killed pigs and sold her pork? Can she still cure diseases?"
"Who knows, if the butcher is a doctor... well, I can't even think about it."
Everyone just thought Jiang Yuan was fooling around.
After all, half of the people on the street knew about the pig killing and selling of meat.
How can a butcher covered in blood treat people?
Jiang Yuan ignored the people around him.
She turned the old man's head sideways, unbuttoned the shirt on his chest, and then said, "You all get out of the way."
Her voice is calm and calm, but it carries an indescribable aura that makes people listen to her unconsciously.
Then Jiang Yuan found the Renzhong point and pressed it gently.
When the old man's breathing calmed down, she found the Zhiyang point again.
The Zhiyang point belongs to the Du meridian and is located on the back, below the seventh vertebra. The Du meridian is the yang meridian, and the back also belongs to yang. Seven is the number of yang, and three yangs are the extremes, so it is named Zhiyang.
She reached out and passed the old man's back.
But he found the acupuncture points accurately.
After a while, even the twitching slowed down.
The old man slowly opened his eyes and cried out that he was thirsty.
"Wake up, wake up, really wake up."
The crowd exclaimed and burst into applause unconsciously.
"Give him some salt water to drink."
Jiang Yuan looked at Shopkeeper Wang.
Shopkeeper Wang agreed and went to do it immediately.
Only halfway through did I remember, why did you listen to her?
Dr. Chen was a little embarrassed, but he still asked with a straight face: "What acupoint did you press on him just now?"
"Zhiyang point is located in the depression under the seventh thoracic vertebra on the back. It has the effect of widening the chest and sharpening the diaphragm, and can relieve heart pain."
The old man got up and thanked Jiang Yuan profusely.
Jiang Yuan asked him some things.
He had heart problems himself, with frequent sudden arrhythmias and angina pectoris.
The weather was too hot this time and I went into shock after suffering a heat stroke.
If you press the Zhiyang point regularly on weekdays, it will relieve heart discomfort.
The old man drank the salt water, thanked Jiang Yuan profusely, and left carrying the sack.
Jiang Yuan turned around and looked at Fu Jiu behind the crowd at the door of the drug store.
She arched her eyebrows and blinked at him lightly.
Fu Jiu also smiled softly at her, as if his heart was touched by something, and said silently: Well done!
Jiang Yuan was praised, his head held high, and he was left with a proud back.