"She has no medicine."
Someone bent down and felt around the old lady, but couldn't find the medicine bottle.
"Does anyone have a quick-acting heart pill?"
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
They all come here to set up stalls or are just passing by. Besides, they don’t have any mental problems, so who would bring that kind of thing
"Is there a doctor?"
Everyone still shook their heads.
"Nothing. We can only rush to the hospital."
Zhou Ronghao called someone to help him and was about to carefully lift the old lady into his car.
Su Qiao squeezed through the crowd, asked Xiao Si to scan the old lady's body, and immediately stopped their actions.
"Don't touch her."
"She has symptoms that indicate a cerebral hemorrhage. She must not move around. Otherwise, it will be even more dangerous."
When everyone heard this, they became even more worried about the old lady.
"How can we take her to the hospital if we don't move her?"
"Then we can only wait for the 120 ambulance to arrive."
Su Qiao parked the car again, walked over and drove away the people who were surrounding him.
"Spread out, keep the air circulating."
As she spoke, she carefully laid the old lady flat on her back and skillfully tilted her head to one side to prevent phlegm and vomit from being inhaled into her trachea.
The old lady was still conscious at this time, and her eyeballs could still move. She looked at Su Qiao anxiously, and her trembling mouth made an unclear "ah" sound.
Su Qiao knew that she knew her situation and was a little anxious, so she said soothingly: "Don't worry, calm down, I'm here, nothing will happen to you."
Zhou Ronghao also understood a little: "Should I wrap my head with ice to shrink the blood vessels and reduce the amount of bleeding?"
"The blood vessels aren't broken, so how much bleeding is there? But we can still cool her head down."
Everyone looked at each other and said, "But where does the ice come from here?"
"I have it here, Miss Su will give it to you, and there is also a towel."
Su Qiao felt the voice was familiar, turned around and saw that it was Li Laosan who had squeezed into the crowd with a basin full of crushed cold water.
Didn't he come just in time
Li Laosan knew she was confused and explained quickly: "When my old man was alive, he also suffered from cerebral hemorrhage. At that time, I used a towel to wrap his head to lower his blood pressure."
Su Qiao nodded, picked up a towel, wrapped some ice cubes and placed them on the old lady's head.
Then he rummaged in the pocket of his sweatpants and pulled out a black metal box. After opening it, he twisted out a long, thin golden needle.
Before anyone could react, he gave the old lady several injections in a row.
He searched the forehead, the back of his hand, his wrist, and even his chest before giving him an injection.
"sky… "
Everyone exclaimed.
"Such a long needle, can it kill someone?"
"Can she do it? I've never seen anyone save someone like this before."
Zhou Ronghao on the side was also scared and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Are...are you sure?" If you're not sure, don't do anything rash.
This is a human life!
If something really happens to the old lady, this little girl will not be able to escape responsibility.
Su Qiao didn't even raise his head, and carefully plucked and twisted the tail of the golden needle.
Everyone held their breath, some looked at Su Qiao, and some observed the old lady's situation.
After about ten minutes, Su Qiao collected all the needles one by one, wiped them with a tissue, and put them back into the needle box.
He took off the 'ice pack' on the old lady's head and then stood up.
"She should be fine now. Move her to the car and make sure she's warm."
Having said that, Su Qiao turned around and quickly looked for his cart.