When everyone heard the shouting, they immediately rushed out of the house and came behind the stack of firewood.
They saw Lao Li leaning on the firewood stack with his head half leaning on the ground, his eyes closed.
"Don't touch him yet, let me take a look." Xu Shiyan stepped forward in two steps and pushed aside the two people beside Uncle Li.
"I don't know what's going on with Uncle Li now. You can't touch him randomly. Wait."
As Xu Shiyan said this, he came forward to check Lao Litou's body.
At this time, Lao Li Tou had lost consciousness and was in a coma. His body was twitching and there was saliva flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
Open your eyelids and look at the pupil. The pupil is as narrow as the tip of a pin, and the pupils on both sides are unequal in size.
The breathing was accompanied by obvious snoring, the reflexes on the left side of the body disappeared, and the pulse was rapid and chaotic.
"Quick, go to the house quickly and find a sewing needle."
Xu Shiyan had a rough idea in his mind and immediately asked someone to find the thing.
"Get another towel, dip it in cold water and wring it out for me."
Logically, I should use an ice pack, but it hasn’t frozen yet, so where can I get the ice? I can only use a wet towel.
Anyway, the temperature is quite low at this time, and the water in the tank is cold, so some amount will work.
Everyone knew that Xu Shiyan had some medical skills and was better than the barefoot doctor in the village, so no one refuted his words, and people immediately followed him.
"Third brother, here is the needle you want." Someone pulled out a large sewing needle from the house and handed it to Xu Shiyan.
"New needle, I got it from the needle bag."
Xu Shiyan nodded, took the needle, and pricked the tip of Lao Litou's nose hard, then squeezed it a few times, and dark red blood beads came out.
Then, Xu Shiyan pricked Lao Litou's earlobe with a needle, and some dark red or even slightly black blood came out from the tips of his ten fingers.
After bleeding, I tried my pulse again, and it felt a little calmer, not as rapid as before.
At this time, a wet towel was also handed over, and Xu Shiyan hurriedly applied the towel to Lao Litou's head.
"Let's hit the car. Uncle Li must have had a stroke and needs to be sent to the hospital. We can't cure him in the village."
Stroke, also known as cerebrovascular accident, is divided into many types.
Cerebral hemorrhage, cerebral thrombosis, cerebral embolism, cerebral vasospasm, subarachnoid hemorrhage, etc. have different onsets and symptoms.
Based on Lao Li Tou's age and the condition of his illness, it was probably a cerebral hemorrhage. So Xu Shiyan adopted the emergency treatment of bloodletting.
But this is only a desperation method. It can only alleviate the symptoms but cannot revive the person. He still needs to go to the hospital for treatment.
Xu Shiyan spoke, and someone immediately hitched up the carriage, spread bedding on the carriage, and then carefully lifted Lao Li's head onto the carriage.
"Come on, two of you, come with me." Xu Shiyan was the first to jump on the car and called back.
But I saw someone taking a few steps back, obviously not wanting to follow him to the hospital.
Also, going to the hospital will delay my work this afternoon, and I can't bear to give up my work points.
Of course, there were some who didn't care. Zhao Jianshe and Yang Chunming got on the bus without saying anything.
Yang Chunming picked up his whip and drove off with a crack of his whip.
The mountain road was bumpy and bumpy, and the carriage was swaying and moving slowly. Xu Shiyan was worried that Lao Li's head would be shaking too, which would increase the bleeding, so he kept holding it with both hands.
The carriage returned to the village from Qianchuan. Zhao Jianshe rushed to the team headquarters, found his father, Zhao Dahai, and took some money from Zhao Dahai.
Mainly because I didn't dare to disturb old Mrs. Li, for fear that the old lady wouldn't be able to bear it and would faint.
After taking the money, the three of them drove back to Xigang Commune.
When they arrived at the commune hospital, doctors and nurses immediately sent the person for examination and rescue, while Xu Shiyan and others went to go through the procedures and pay the fee.
After a long time, the door to the emergency room opened, and doctors and nurses came out one after another.
"Doctor, how is the patient?" Xu Shiyan and the other three stepped forward to ask.
"The patient is older and has high blood pressure. It may be that he fell again and caused brain bleeding.
The situation is somewhat serious. Fortunately, you took some first aid measures and sent me to the hospital in time.
Hospitalization for observation and treatment, it will probably take a while. Are you the patient's family?"
The doctor took off his mask and explained the situation to Xu Shiyan and the others.
"We are not family members. We are all from the Dongjiangyan Brigade. The old man has no children and only has a sixty-year-old wife." Xu Shiyan explained.
"No family members? Then this matter is not easy to handle.
Let's do this. Let your brigade provide a certificate to explain the old man's condition, and the hospital will find a way to take care of him."
The doctor was a nice person. When he heard that the old man had no children and only had an old wife, he immediately said he could take care of her.
"The old man will have to stay in the hospital for at least ten and a half days. Our hospital is also busy. Try to let the nurses pay more attention during the day. It is best to have someone from your team take care of him at night."
They are all from the same commune, and the doctor also knows that the production team is very busy at this time of year.
I guess no one would be happy if I delayed my work to stay in bed for no reason other than my relatives, so I came up with this idea.
Xu Shiyan and the others had no other choice. If this was only a day or two, everyone would risk not earning any work points and come over to take care of her.
But if it lasts for ten days and a half, it's really unbearable. After all, everyone depends on their work points to make ends meet.
"Jianshe, Chunming, you two go back to the village, talk to Uncle Zhao and Aunt Li, and see how they arrange it.
I'll take care of you here first." There was no need for all three of them to stay, Xu Shiyan sent Yang Chunming and Zhao Jianshe away.
Zhao Jianshe and Yang Chunming drove the carriage back to the village and talked to Zhao Dahai and Mrs. Li.
When old Mrs. Li heard that her husband was unconscious and hospitalized, she was so frightened that her legs went weak. At least the old lady was in good health, so she didn't say she was frightened.
After she calmed down a little, Mrs. Li quickly packed her things. She had to go and serve her husband.
Naturally, it is difficult to stop Zhao Dahai. Besides, a wife is a companion when she is old. No matter how others take care of her, she cannot keep up with the attentiveness of her wife.
"Sister-in-law, at your age, it's not easy to serve my brother Li.
Let's do this. During the day, there are you, doctors and nurses, and you take care of me.
In the evening, I sent the young guys from our team over, one person for one day, and we can arrange it anywhere.
Let's hold on for ten days and a half, and when Brother Li gets better, we can take him home and raise him slowly."
So far, this is the best way, and Mrs. Li is naturally very grateful.
So Zhao Dahai sent his son Zhao Jianshe to drive the car and take Mrs. Li to the commune hospital with the commune certificate.
Old Mrs. Li went to the commune hospital, found a family near the hospital, borrowed their stove to cook, and served Old Li.
Lao Li was always the first person at the Maekawa ginseng field. His illness blinded the team, so they had to choose someone else to go up the mountain to see the ginseng.
I originally thought that it wouldn't be long before it snows and freezes, so I could just find someone to go up the mountain to take care of me for a while, and then go back down the mountain after the snow and ice freeze, and then arrange for someone to revive me in the spring of next year.
But I never expected that on the night of the third day after Lao Litou fell ill, a thief would enter the venue.