Ye Yaodong coaxed his wife as he walked along the way. Lin Xiuqing's cheeks were rosy. She felt that he was becoming more and more shameless. He even coaxed people outside. Although... although I haven't heard it for several years...
"Shut up and go home!"
Yip Yao Tung: Say one thing and mean another!!!
"Okay, I'll talk to you tonight!"
Lin Xiuqing: It’s true. It’s not right to get angry, nor to scold!
After the couple returned home, they waited for a long time but they didn't see their two sons come back. Their two sons were still at the beach. They were worried and decided to go out together to take a look and get a bucket of sea water to raise clams.
Originally, Ye Yaodong wanted to just sprinkle some salt in clean water and stir it to make it the same, just a handful of salt. However, Lin Xiuqing insisted that he was a spendthrift and said that Ye's mother and others would bring back sea water.
He had no choice but to obey her.
Being too frugal, it all comes down to having no money!
The two of them hurried to the beach again. As soon as they reached the shore, they saw a lot of people standing on the beach near the sea, and there were heads floating in the sea.
"what happened?"
"Someone fell into the sea?"
The couple looked at each other, frowned, and began to worry. They ran away at the same time, hoping that it was not their child.
As Ye Yaodong ran, he also recalled that the eldest grandson of their village secretary had drowned. The hospital was too far away and there was a delay in sending him to the hospital. The rescue was not timely and he died. It seemed that it happened in the past two years.
As it had nothing to do with his family, he just listened to it as news at the time and didn't take it to heart. But when he thinks about it now, he still has an impression in his mind.
Thinking of this, I felt a little less worried, but since I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I was still a little concerned.
When he ran over breathlessly, he heard someone shouting in the sea, "Found it, found it..."
Then, after a while, several young men in the village carried a child and swam ashore from the sea.
The people on the shore also rushed over anxiously, and suddenly there were bursts of crying and shouting, "Abin~Abin~Wake up~"
"Son, wake up!"
"Abin~Abin~"
"Dead? Ah~ my son..."
There was a commotion...
"Don't worry, don't worry... Press his stomach first and see if you can make him vomit out the water in his stomach and wake him up..."
"Or hang upside down..."
The villagers were all very warm-hearted and offered suggestions at once.
People living at the seaside know the basic methods of treating drowning, but this child is already breathing and his heart has stopped beating. What should be done at this time is not to hang him upside down to control the water, but cardiopulmonary resuscitation, the most important of which is cardiac compression and artificial respiration.
The first aid technology of cardiopulmonary resuscitation has a very low popularity rate in later generations. How could these country people know it at that time? No wonder the child died before he could get to the hospital in his previous life.
Ye Yaodong looked anxious, thinking that this would easily delay the rescue opportunity. It was still a life after all. The child looked about the same age as his eldest son.
He simply stepped forward and pushed away the people who had gathered around him. "It's no use doing this. He's not breathing. This will only delay emergency treatment. You have to give him CPR first."
"What is CPR? Dongzi, do you know how to do it?" Ye's father looked a little worried. Although the villagers knew about the current situation and would not be blamed, it was inevitable that people would lose their minds after losing their son.
"I've learned it before." Ye Yaodong was afraid that he would be blamed if he failed to save the child, so he looked at the child's family and said, "Do you want me to try? He's not breathing! Hurry up, and go to the commune and call the town's ambulance."
"Yes, yes, yes, you try it quickly." The speaker was the village secretary Chen Houzhong, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. With red eyes, he told Dongzi to run and make a phone call.
Anyone who can be a secretary is not an ignorant person. Since the patient is already dead, the only thing to do is to try every possible means. At least the cardiopulmonary resuscitation that Ye Yaodong mentioned sounds quite reliable.
Ye Yaodong also boldly reached out his hand. He touched the carotid artery in the neck to make sure there was no pulse, then checked the mouth and nose for any foreign objects, and immediately performed CPR.
The position is in the lower middle 1/3 of the sternum. Overlap your hands and press down to about 5 cm. Press at about 100-120 times per minute, and give 2 artificial respirations for every 30 times. Keep going.
This was the first aid knowledge he learned when he was working on a large ship. He didn't expect that after he drowned, he could also use this set of techniques to provide first aid to others.
The villagers nearby watched his actions and did not dare to disturb him, only dared to talk in a low voice.
Ye Yaodong kept repeating the same action, and soon he was sweating profusely. He was also nervous, afraid that he could not save the person, after all, it was still a life.
He had died once and cherished his life very much. He actually ran into this child, and he hoped that he could save his life.
After seven or eight minutes, the child still did not respond. The woman next to him could not help but burst into tears, "Can you help me? Is my son dead? There is no way he can be saved? Wuuuuuu~"
"There's still time. If he still can't recover after another twenty minutes, then he can be confirmed dead."
Now there are more people wailing...
"Shut up... Didn't you say there was still time? Stop arguing..." Secretary Chen scolded the woman at home with a choked throat.
"It's moving, it's moving, his hands are moving, he's alive..." a sharp-eyed villager in the crowd shouted.
"Yes, I saw it too~"
There was a glimmer of hope in everyone's eyes. He was really alive.
Ye Yaodong also breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to stop the movements of his hands and the artificial respiration, because the breathing and heartbeat might stop again after a short period of recovery.
It was not until he could no longer hold on that he asked his eldest and second brothers to take turns to help. He only breathed a sigh of relief after the ambulance arrived and he was handed over to medical staff.
"Oh my god, I'm so tired! My hands are shaking!"
The villagers nearby watched the whole process from beginning to end and witnessed with their own eyes that the child who had stopped breathing came back to life. They were very excited.
"Dongzi, you are amazing. You even know this kind of first aid method?"
"Luckily you are here today, otherwise this kid Abin wouldn't know what to do..."
"Yeah, I heard you say this is called cardiopulmonary resuscitation, where did you learn it?"
"I didn't expect you could do this, Dongzi?"
"Finally, Abin has been saved. Let's see if he dares to play in the water again in the future."
Everyone was talking about it, but Ye Yaodong didn't say a word. He was tired...
"Okay, it's okay, the ambulances have left, everyone go back, go back."
"Dongzi, teach everyone your method next time. In our village, there are children or adults drowning every few years. If everyone knows it, it will give the drowning people more hope of survival." Secretary Chen patted Ye Yaodong's shoulder, his eyes still red.
"Okay, this is easy!"
"When Abin's parents come back from the hospital, I'll ask them to come and thank you. Without you, the child might really be gone."
Father Ye took over the conversation with a smile, "Secretary Chen, you are too polite. It is only natural for us fellow villagers to lend a hand."
“Thanks are what I deserve!”
Everyone was chatting and talking politely as they walked...