The boiling hot pot was knocked over, and the hot hot pot water splashed everywhere, and the diners who were splashed screamed horribly. The waiters in the store are in a hurry.
An old man covered his heart.
"Mother!"
Amidst the shouts of his children, the old man holding his chest suddenly fell to the ground, plopped, and fell to the ground like a zombie after free falling.
"Doctor, is there a doctor?! It's my mother, help my mother—" The daughter threw herself on the old man, patted the old man's clothes with her hands, screamed in all directions, her face was full of fear and helplessness.
The two clerks dragged their bleeding colleague and finally exited the fighting area, and they were also shouting: "Doctor, call the doctor, call the hospital!"
The young man who was bleeding from his head remained motionless, half of his face was bleeding under the incandescent lamp, the bleeding part on the top of his head was red like a vast ocean, and his facial skin was obviously pale and transparent.
"What should I do?" He Xiangyu asked nervously.
They want to go back to save people, but the problem is that the fight is stuck in the middle and they won't give an inch. These drunks don't care if someone is hurt or dying, they just fight in their own alcoholic world.
Damn bunch of alcoholics! Even doctors will be scolded to death.
Looking for a breakthrough, the three of them looked around and searched. Turning her head, Xie Wanying suddenly grabbed the electric switch box hanging on the white wall near the store entrance with sharp eyes, quickly ran to open the cover, saw the sign posted on it, and decisively pulled down the switch of the lighting.
The lights in the hot pot restaurant went out instantly.
The sudden darkness stopped several drunken wrestling men from moving. In the pitch-black environment, except for the two who continued to roll on the ground, the rest of the people didn't know what they could do.
"What happened? Is it dark?"
"It's getting dark early."
"Out of battery? Do you have a flashlight!"
"Mom, mom! Doctor save my mom—"
"Here." Xie Wanying took the hands of the two senior sisters. She had observed the route map before pulling the brakes. As long as she followed the route she remembered in her mind, she could pass through the fighting area smoothly.
Looking for the voice of the woman calling me my mother, Xie Wanying and the three of them came to the fainted old man.
"She pulled the switch!" Someone remembered Xie Wanying's action of pulling the switch, rushed to the electric box, and switched on the switch again.
When the light came on, the others suddenly woke up from a dream, and saw the two men wrestling on the ground continue to punch each other in the face.
Xie Wanying and the two senior sisters quickly separated to deal with the patients on the spot.
Squatting down beside the old man who fell on the ground, Xie Wanying touched the patient's carotid artery with her fingers, and shouted in her heart: Oh no, stop it!
"Yingying, the bleeding can't be stopped—" The two senior sisters checked the injured waiter's condition, found out that something was wrong, and turned to shout at her. At this moment, the two senior sisters all forgot that she was just a clinical rookie, and only remembered that she was studying surgery.
"Wait a minute." Xie Wanying responded, and she moved decisively and quickly. First, she cleaned up the blockage in the old man's mouth, and then folded her hands to give the old man non-stop heart compressions.
"Are you—" the waiter and other diners in the store came to their senses, and asked the three of them, "Are you a doctor?"
"It's a doctor, needless to say, it must be a doctor!" The person who reacted first insisted.
"Doctor, please save my mother!" The old man's children surrounded Xie Wanying who was doing first aid and said.