Brother Zhang, do you know how to cook"Xiao Yu and Yunxi looked at Zhang Dahai in surprise, finding it hard to imagine that someone as agile and fierce-looking as him could also be a good cook."Hehe,...Chapter 7: Needle Insertion for Airway Emergency
The conventional hospital treatment methods were unknown to Xiao Yu, but Traditional Chinese Medicine had its own set of techniques.
Suddenly, Xiao Yu remembered that because he disliked medical practices, the medical equipment left by his grandfather was something he never used and did not carry with him.
Xiao Yu was worried. Then he noticed a first-aid kit carried by one of the flight attendants and quickly asked, "Is there any acupuncture needle in the first-aid box"
"No!" The flight attendant replied after thinking for a moment.
Hearing this, Xiao Yu's eyebrows furrowed deeply.
The people around him were anxiously watching Xiao Yu. When they saw him frown, everyone felt anxious. An elderly man standing beside them asked hurriedly, "Young brother, is my grandson still salvageable"
"Yes! Young brother, can this child still be saved" The two police officers and passengers outside the cabin also asked anxiously.
Looking at Xiao Yu with a furrowed brow, Wei Jun felt deep remorse. At the time, he only thought that Xiao Yu was a doctor and saw how pitiful the child looked, so he didn't think much about it and instinctively asked the question. It wasn't until Xiao Yu mentioned acupuncture needles that Wei Jun remembered that Xiao Yu studied Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM). In his mind, TCM practitioners typically performed acupuncture for backaches and leg pains or prescribed herbal remedies; they weren’t usually proficient in emergency care. Although the old man had said that he wouldn't blame Xiao Yu if the child couldn’t be saved, considering their attire, Wei Jun surmised that this wasn't an ordinary family. If Xiao Yu failed to save the child and the old man was petty, he might cause trouble for Xiao Yu.
"That... That doctor, do injection needles work instead of acupuncture needles" He timidly asked when he saw Xiao Yu frown upon hearing about the lack of acupuncture needles.
"Little Zhang, don't be rash. Acupuncture needles and injection needles are not the same thing," one of the railway police officers sternly told the attendant.
At this moment, Xiao Yu's mind was racing as he thought of a solution. Hearing the female attendant’s question, an idea suddenly struck him; his spirits lifted, and his furrowed brow relaxed. He thought to himself, "Right! I remember my grandfather mentioning that in such situations, one could perform a tracheal puncture!"
With this thought, he quickly instructed the attendant beside him: "Hurry up and find me the largest needle available, along with some bandages and disinfectant. Hurry—..."
The people around saw Xiao Yu's furrowed brows ease and knew that he was about to start saving the child; they were all overjoyed. They whispered amongst themselves: "Looks like there’s still hope. It would be so tragic if this little child couldn't be saved."
The attendant quickly opened up the first aid kit, placed it in front of Xiao Yu, and everyone held their breaths as they watched anxiously to see how he would proceed.
At this point, due to the delay, the child's limbs were gradually losing strength. Everyone was on tenterhooks, wondering if there was still any hope for the child’s recovery.
The Wei army was so nervous that he kept rubbing his hands together, afraid that if something went wrong and the child died, he would be responsible for harming Xiao Yu. Just two days ago, he had caused Xiao Yu to be hospitalized; if he were to cause Xiao Yu more trouble, Wei Jun wouldn't know how he could explain himself to Xiao Yu's mother.
The elderly grandfather of the child also had bloodshot eyes and a pale face. Originally, they were just bringing the child back home for a visit, and on their way back, the child wanted to eat peanuts. Who would have thought that something like this could happen If the child really died, he wouldn't know how to explain it to his in-laws.
Xiao Yu didn't dare delay at this moment. He gently moved aside the child's hand and signaled to the elderly man with a glance to hold onto the child's hand.
Then, he used his hand to feel around the child's neck and located where the foreign object was situated. Using medical disinfectant iodine on a swab, he quickly wiped it off for sterilization before picking up an injection needle.
He then felt around the child’s neck with his fingers to locate the airway below the foreign object, fixed its position with his left hand, and used his right hand to carefully insert the needle into the airway below where he had identified the foreign object. After inserting it, when he sensed a slight breakthrough sensation, he estimated that the needle must have entered the airway and quickly stopped.
Everyone was curious about Xiao Yu's actions. When they saw him stop after inserting the needle, after a short while, they noticed the child inhaling small amounts of air through the neck needle, gradually regaining weak breathing that became progressively stronger and faster.
Xiao Yu put his ear to the top of the needle and listened; he heard the light whistling sound of air passing. Knowing that it had been successful, Xiao Yu took a piece of gauze soaked in physiological saline and wrapped it around the tip of the needle to prevent dust and drying out of the airway.
As more air entered, the child's breathing gradually stabilized, and the bluish-purple on his face began to fade. Seeing that the child’s condition was improving, everyone around him finally relaxed a little.
Xi Yu wiped the sweat off his forehead and felt a slight relief in his heart. It would be false to say he wasn't nervous; this was the first time in his life that he was treating someone, not counting dispensing cold medicine at an antique market clinic, which any nurse could do.
Although he now had Zhong Kui's memories and a wealth of experience, it was still his first time directly handling such situations. Moreover, what happened today should not strictly be considered traditional Chinese medicine; these were emergency procedures.
This knowledge must have been imparted by his grandpa who taught him a lot about emergency care before. His grandpa once said: "Emergency treatment is based on preserving the patient's life and involves various methods, such as exchanging one injury for another or using poison to fight poison. In summary, everything revolves around saving the patient’s life or prolonging their survival under conditions where no proper medical assistance is available until further help can be provided. If necessary, even amputating a limb to extend the patient's life could be considered if it means they will survive until better treatment is possible." That was emergency care in essence: prioritizing the preservation of life above all else.
Five minutes later, he saw that the child’s breathing had stabilized and his face no longer showed signs of cyanosis. The death energy around him was gradually dissipating. Xi Yu disconnected the Life-Death Eye.
Seeing that the child's condition had clearly improved, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to themselves: "What good fortune this kid has! He managed to survive under these circumstances."
The old man was overwhelmed with tears as he tightly held Xi Yu’s hand, grateful but at a loss for words. He just kept shaking Xi Yu's hand. Xi Yu quickly instructed him to call an ambulance and head straight to the hospital by train.
"Not bad! Got talent!" Wei Jun patted Xi Yu on the shoulder excitedly.o improvement indicated how challenging this case was to handle.The more difficult it seemed, however, the greater the fame if anyone managed to cure it. But unconventional methods could not be used f...