Seeing that she looked very professional, Mrs. Khosrowshair immediately picked up the blanket on the seat and handed it to her.
Wen Qiao folded the blanket and placed it under the man's waist. Then he crossed his hands and pressed hard on his chest. While pressing, he reached out and lifted the man's eyelids to observe the cyanosis changes on his face, lips, and nail beds, as well as peripheral circulation damage.
It can be seen that she pressed with great force, and Zhao Yuan next to her really breathed a sigh of relief.
She had no idea that Xiao Wen had medical skills. She was just worried that if Xiao Wen failed to save the Dubai tycoon, something would happen to her, and the captain would definitely hold her accountable.
Wen Qiao half-knelt on the ground and kept pressing for about twenty minutes, with sweat on his forehead.
Suddenly, the rich man's breathing slowed down and he suddenly opened his eyes.
His wife immediately knelt beside him, crying bitterly: "Thank God, you finally woke up."
Wen Qiao took a breath and sat on the ground. He was really tired.
Fortunately, the person was finally rescued.
Zhao Yuan was actually more nervous than Wen Qiao. Her legs felt weak and she fell into the seat. Fortunately, nothing was wrong, otherwise she really didn't know how to explain to the captain.
When the pharmaceutical manufacturer saw that the little girl had actually saved the man by chance, he wanted to sneak away but was stopped by the bodyguard.
The rich lady grabbed Wen Qiao's hand, crying and sobbing: "Thank you so much, you are the savior of our family, I will agree to anything you want."
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow: "I have everything I need, I just hope that when you are on a plane in the future, you won't be so high and mighty and chase others away."
The wealthy couple felt a little ashamed and quickly responded, "Yes, yes, you are right."
Wen Qiao felt his pulse again and said, "Since you have this disease, you should be more careful when you are outside in the future. You must always carry a doctor with you. You are lucky to have met me today. If you had not met me, but had been treated by some layman who claimed to be a doctor, you would probably be dead now."
The rich man was still in shock, his face turned pale with fear: "I always carry medicine with me, it seems I have to carry a doctor with me from now on."
Wen Qiao scolded the pharmaceutical manufacturer who pretended to be a doctor for playing with human life. Ever since she studied medicine with her uncle, she hated such people the most. This man was obviously eyeing the rich businessman's wealth and wanted to try his luck. It was really despicable.
The pharmaceutical manufacturer was angry but did not dare to argue. He returned to economy class only after being scolded by the girl who was much younger than him.
Wen Qiao was about to leave, but was stopped by the rich man and his wife: "Can you help me again? Doctor, I see you seem to be very skilled."
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow.
The lady said, "We will pay the consultation fee."
Wen Qiao waved his hand: "Forget it, I have nothing to do anyway, I'll just take a look at him."
Wen Qiao asked the rich businessman to stretch out his hand, and then asked: "Do you know Chinese medicine?"
The rich businessman nodded quickly, "I know, I know. I went to your country to find a good Chinese doctor to treat my illness, but unfortunately... I came back empty-handed."
Wen Qiao nodded silently. His pulse was a little messy. Not only did he have heart disease, but he also had three high symptoms. It was very likely that he could not undergo a heart transplant, so he wanted to start with traditional Chinese medicine.
Wen Qiao took the patient's pulse for a while, then withdrew his hand: "I will prescribe a prescription for you later. You should take the medicine according to my instructions and boil it every day. For the follow-up treatment plan, you can find other Chinese medicine doctors."
(End of this chapter)