Chen Yuerong was almost angry. How could there be such a shameless person? Not only was she shameless, but she was extremely thick-skinned. She glared at him like this, and she could still continue to peep like a person as if nothing had happened.
Originally, she wanted to give the bald young man some respect, but she didn't want to scold him in public.
Who knew that he was so shameless, so she couldn't blame him.
Chen Yuerong's face turned cold and she wanted to stand up and scold the young man. But at this time, the baby in the young woman's arms cried more and more violently, constantly shaking her head, and the milk in her mouth was spitting out.
Chen Yuerong discovered this situation. Although she was not a doctor, she also felt something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Sister, is your child sick?"
Seeing that the baby's face gradually turned purple, the young woman's face became panicked and shouted, "Ji'er, what's wrong with you?"
The bald young man said at this time: "Sister, your child has heatstroke and may have eaten something bad. Some food is poisoned. Have you eaten something else for him at noon?"
"I didn't give him anything, so I gave him a plum." The young woman said anxiously.
"That should be the problem with the plums. There may be residual pesticides on the plums. Although adults are fine after eating them, the child is weak and his stomach is not well developed, which can easily cause food poisoning."
"Are you sure?" Chen Yuerong looked at the bald young man with some doubts.
The bald young man nodded: "It's 80% possible."
"No matter whether it is, hurry up and go to the hospital." Chen Yuerong stood up and shouted: "Master Driver, please turn around and go to the county hospital. A child here is sick."
The driver said, "I'm out of the city now. I'm walking back on a hot day. I promised that the people in the car wouldn't agree. Just go to the township health center to hang a bottle of water."
There were dissatisfaction shouts in the carriage.
If it weren't for the beautiful and noble appearance of Chen Yuerong, someone would have scolded her.
Chen Yuerong was a little annoyed and said, "This is a matter of life. What should I do if a child gets sick?"
"What's the disease? I think it's just a sha. The country people are not so expensive. Just make a few shas. It's a hot day, what's the matter? I'll spend more money to rush to the hospital. Let me do it." The sixty-year-old aunt rolled up her sleeves and spitted on her hands, and was about to come up to help.
Chen Yuerong knew that twisting is a method to treat heatstroke, but adults usually can’t bear the pain, let alone a baby who is still breastfeeding.
What's more, the cause of this child is not necessarily heatstroke.
She was a little angry. These villagers didn't take the lives of their children seriously.
Just when she wanted to reveal her identity.
The bald young man next to him reached out to stop the aunt who was about to twist the baby and said, "Auntie, I am a doctor, let me do it."
"Are you a doctor?" The aunt stopped in disappointment and looked at the bald young man suspiciously, as if she had no chance to show off.
"Take me the doctor's certificate."
Chen Yuerong also looked at the bald young man suspiciously, thinking that you are a doctor like this, are you a prison doctor?
The bald young man smiled slightly, revealing eight bright big white teeth and said, "No certificate, the village, barefoot doctor."
Although Chen Yuerong doubted the barefoot doctor's level, the young woman had already hurriedly handed the child to the bald young man as if she had caught a life-saving straw.
The bald young man untied the child's clothes, stretched out his fingers and quickly tapped the child's chest and abdomen a few times, and then massaged his hands on it.
After a while, he looked at the child's face and said to the side: "Who has a plastic bag?"
"I have it." Chen Yuerong just picked up a few fruits in a plastic bag. She quickly took out the fruit and handed it to the bald young man.
The bald young man didn't see how hard he tried. The child turned over and lay on his knee. The bald young man took the plastic bag and quickly handed it to the child's mouth.
The baby spit out a mouthful of fishy stuff, which contained some wreckage of plums.