Mr. Yan's body suddenly twitched, a mouthful of white foam spurted out, and he began to roll his eyes.
This situation is getting worse at first glance!
The housekeeper suddenly knelt down beside Mr. Yan, his eyes red with anxiety, and he shouted helplessly, "Old man, how are you doing, old man?"
The other pharmacists looked at each other, feeling that this development was not quite right.
They looked at Medicine Master Ji and found that Medicine Master Ji looked pale and strange at the moment.
The changes in Mr. Yan were unexpected. This symptom seemed to——
"Why do I look like I'm having an epileptic seizure?" a pharmacist muttered, just like a drop of cold water falling into hot oil, exploding into a shower of sparks.
"Epilepsy? Not a stroke?"
"Although...a stroke won't cause violent convulsions like Mr. Yan..."
"Could it be that Pharmacist Ji made a mistake in his diagnosis?"
Pharmacist Ji's mind buzzed, and he retorted on the spot, "No way, this is a stroke. It may be a reflex action of acupuncture to stimulate the nerves..."
"Everyone stand back and keep the old man breathing smoothly."
Suddenly, the girl's cold command fell into everyone's ears with great penetrating power.
The pharmacists took two steps back as a conditioned reflex, leaving a clear space.
Jin Xi strode closer and raised his hand to push away Pharmacist Ji who was standing next to Mr. Yan.
Pharmacist Ji stumbled and almost sat on the ground. When he turned around, he saw Jin Xi's fingers touching Mr. Yan's carotid artery.
Her eyes narrowed.
Epileptic seizures are very dangerous. If not controlled in time, they can cause cerebral edema, acidosis and electrolyte imbalance, leading to death of the patient.
"What trouble are you causing, you yellow-haired girl? Get out of the way and don't hinder me from saving people." Pharmacist Ji said loudly, disgusted with this arrogant little girl.
"Are you saving people or killing people?" Jin Xi raised her eyes from Mr. Yan, and there was an inexplicable anger in her eyes that she could not understand.
Pharmacist Ji's heart was beating fast, and he felt guilty inexplicably, but it was only for a moment. His judgment could not be lost to that of a yellow-haired girl. He said gloomily, "Mr. Yan just woke up and had arrhythmia. He can recover as long as he undergoes cardiac resuscitation."
Jin Xi ignored him and turned his gaze to the housekeeper, "He is having an epileptic seizure and does not need cardiopulmonary resuscitation. There is phlegm in the old man's throat that affects his breathing. Give me half a minute to resolve it."
The housekeeper stared blankly at Jin Xiang, probably frightened by Pharmacist Ji's treatment, which was getting worse and worse. At this moment, he nodded towards Jin Xiang by mistake.
"There's phlegm in your throat? What nonsense are you talking about?" Medicine Master Ji scoffed, but he saw the overly beautiful girl clenching her fist and punching Mr. Yan in the chest.
Everyone, "..." Damn it! This girl is so brave. She went directly to the chest of the old man, not afraid of hitting him and causing trouble!
Seeing Jin Xiang's move, Medicine Master Ji's face darkened, and he stepped forward to stop him, "What are you doing?!"
Ming Siyan stepped forward and stared at him with a powerful aura, full of intimidation.
"Don't interfere with Jin Jin's treatment!"
In an instant, the pores on Pharmacist Ji's back exploded, and he could hardly breathe, "Which medical school are you two from? How dare you run rampant in the medical research institute? Are you going to let them do this? Why don't you help me stop them?
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"If you don't have the ability to cure it, just shut up!" Ming Siyan said coldly, with a chilling cruelty.
For a moment, all the pharmacists present were silent and did not dare to act rashly.
Pharmacist Ji's face turned green and white, and before he could speak, he saw Jin Xi's fist hit Mr. Yan's chest again, and he was trembling with anger.
"You're crazy. You know how fragile the old man's sternum is. How dare you-"
And Mr. Yan also straightened his neck violently after Jin and Xi's fist, and a mouthful of phlegm flew out of his throat and landed on Yaoshi Ji's face.
Pharmacist Ji, "..."
He subconsciously wiped it away, but the phlegm on his hand made his face turn green with disgust.
"There is really phlegm, and my old man can breathe easily!" the housekeeper said in surprise.
All the pharmacists looked at Pharmacist Ji with subtle eyes.
The little girl got it right twice. I'm afraid it's not a coincidence.
Pharmacist Ji bit his cheek, raised his face slightly, and looked at the past and present through his nostrils, "It's just a mouthful of phlegm. Let me try acupuncture again, maybe I can recover..."
There was no way he could make a mistake, and there was no way he would lose to a yellow-haired girl.
"I'll control the old man's seizure, and you can call the hospital's emergency number."
Jin Xi explained to the housekeeper.
The housekeeper nodded dumbly and walked to the side to make a phone call.
I straightened the body of the unconscious old man and turned his head to one side to facilitate the flow of secretions to prevent vomit from blocking the airway and causing suffocation. Then he unbuttoned his shirt to unblock the airway.
When the housekeeper came back from the phone call, he saw Jin Xi taking out a pill from his bag and preparing to stuff it into Mr. Yan's mouth.
Pharmacist Ji was furious again, "What kind of medicine is this? Just feed it into Mr. Yan's mouth. Do you know how to prescribe the right medicine? Has it been reviewed and tested by the Food and Drug Administration?"
I didn't bother to look at him anymore, so I said calmly, "This medicine can suppress epileptic seizures. I can guarantee that there will be no problem. Can you guarantee that your acupuncture is absolutely effective?"
Pharmacist Ji was speechless and frowned, "Which doctor can guarantee that there will be no problem with his treatment?
If you really are a kid, you have to speak responsibly. If you want to impress people at a medical research institute, you must have the ability. My patients are not your guinea pigs."
The housekeeper took a deep breath and said, "Miss, I put the old man's life in your hands."
He originally worked for Pharmacist Ji, but the old man's reaction was so scary that he felt that something would really happen if he was acupunctured by Pharmacist Ji again.
Although it seemed unreliable in the past, the old man did feel more comfortable in her hands than when Yaoshi Ji was treating him.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he believes that Mr. Yan can speak and can choose between the past and the present.
And she was so confident that there would be no problem, unlike Yaoshi Ji who was vague and confusing.
Why not, try it!
Pharmacist Ji looked embarrassed.
He didn't expect that the butler would choose the past and the present. He was so worried about his face that he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to tear the past and present apart.
Why do you say that Mr. Yan is the patient he took and if anything happens, it’s not his fault?
Before he even touched the girl, Ming Siyan pinched his arm hard.
"Don't touch her." The man's cold eyes were stained with blood, and the strength in his hand almost crushed him.
Pharmacist Ji screamed, "Let me go, Pharmacist. I can't let you harm people here. There's not enough time. Mr. Yan will die and you can't afford the compensation!!"
Jin Xi put the pill into Mr. Yan's mouth, and at the same time he dripped two drops of spiritual spring. He raised his eyes and spoke word by word.
"Then open your eyes and see clearly how I heal people."
