When Lie Yan heard this, his temper suddenly rose, "Your young master almost died in your hands, and you are still picky at this time? Okay, take your young master away quickly and see if your young master is alive." Go to Tian'antang!"
"Don't be alarmist here!" the coachman shouted in displeasure, with great momentum.
"I'm really not trying to scare you. Your young master just has a broken rib. If he is not treated in time or even forcibly moved, he will easily develop pneumothorax and hemothorax. It depends on God whether he can save his life!" An Yi said coldly.
The man paused and said to the coachman: "Let this doctor take a look, I am really in pain!"
The coachman was very stubborn and refused to believe An Yi. He bowed his head and whispered something to the man, and the man nodded.
The coachman raised the silver in his hand, raised his eyes and shouted loudly: "Whoever can invite the chief doctor of Tian'antang the fastest will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"
An Yi raised his eyebrows. This young master looked noble and was so generous to even a carriage driver. He seemed to be no ordinary person. It¡¯s just that this coachman seems a little too arrogant!
Lieyan was so angry that he pulled An Yi into the hospital: "Ignore him, let him die outside!"
An Yi sighed, now only two of the man's ribs were broken. Acupuncture at Neiguan, Shanzhong, Yanglingquan and other points, intercostal nerve sealing, tape fixation, or softening of the chest wall and compression bandage would be sufficient. , if it is severe enough to cause pneumothorax and hemothorax
Just when An Yi was hesitating, the man lying on the ground couldn't help but curl up because of the pain. He suddenly coughed and became difficult to breathe. His face, which was originally as fair as jade, turned red and turned purple.
An Yi yelled something bad and hurried forward to check. Sure enough, there was a pneumothorax!
"Young Master!" Mrs. Ma was so frightened that she quickly stepped forward and shouted.
The man was breathing rapidly, covering his chest with his hands, his black hair hanging down, and his thin body trembling slightly.
"Lie Yan, help me!" An Yi couldn't care about anything anymore. Although she loved money, she also had medical ethics. After all, this was a human life! She quickly made the man semi-recumbent, facing her, raised the man's forearm, and asked Lieyan to help fix it. Then she turned around and quickly took out the needle and syringe from the medicine box, and lifted the man's arm. clothing.
"This" Lie Yan looked a little anxious. In broad daylight, a woman lifted up a man's clothes
But An Yi had no distracting thoughts and quickly touched the man's chest with his face.
Do you still want to stick it on? Lie Yan was even more anxious. Just as he was about to step forward and pull An Yi away, he saw An Yi pick up the black iron syringe in one hand and plunge it into the man's chest.
"Ah!" Everyone present screamed, are you trying to disregard human life?
The coachman was even more panicked and wanted to catch Anyi with one move.
An Yi shouted in a deep voice towards Lie Yan: "Don't let anyone hinder me!"
As soon as An Yi finished speaking, Shan Qinglong who was standing aside quickly took action to block the carriage driver.
The carriage driver was not very skilled and was restrained by Shan Qinglong.
With her index finger and middle finger fixed between the broken ribs, An Yi held the puncture needle and slowly pulled it back. The young man's breathing gradually became much easier.
Anyi pulled out the needle and whispered: "Don't move now, rest for two-quarters of an hour, and I'll fix your ribs!"
The young master looked up at An Yi, his eyes flashed, and he nodded.
An Yi called shopkeeper Ge, found a partition to fix the chest, and then gave him Zaozao pills that dredged meridians and stopped bleeding.
The young master rested for a while, then suddenly looked at An Yi and asked: "You said your name is Liu Lanhua?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com