Vol 10 Chapter 1733: Sudden acupuncture

Without any hesitation, Qin Luo directly unfastened the old man's seat belt, and then laid the old man flat on the ground.
Then put the auxiliary respirator on the head of the old man.
The rhythmic pressure of the right hand...
"You!" Xiangdong gritted his teeth, trying to stop him.
But the next moment, his movements stopped.
I saw that as Qin Luo's right hand pressed loosely, the old man's expression started to improve.
At this moment, Xiang Dong was stunned. He knew that the air had gradually reached the old man's lungs with Qin Luo's pressure!
This shows that Qin Luo has completely mastered the old man's breathing rhythm and even practiced synchronized breathing.
Because only in this way can air be delivered to the lungs of the elderly by means of pressure.
"How is this possible..." Xiangdong widened his eyes and stared at Qin Luo's right hand, with an expression of overwhelming shock.
Yes, Qin Luo's assisted breathing technique really stunned him.
Assisted breathing sounds like a very simple thing. You only need to put on an assisted respirator and press rhythmically.
But it is easier said than done.
The rhythm of this is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
One hundred people have one hundred breathing rhythms. Generally speaking, even an experienced expert doctor who has been in the industry for more than ten years will take several minutes, even ten minutes, to understand the breathing rhythm of a patient. .
But Qin Luo?
It only took less than two minutes from the time the old man put on the auxiliary respirator to when his face improved.
In just two minutes, Qin Luo mastered the old man's breathing rhythm.
If this unthinkable thing hadn't happened in front of him, he would not believe it.
After a while, the old man's pale face improved slightly. At this moment, Qin Luo turned his head and asked, "Are there any silver needles?"
Silver needle?
Everyone was stunned.
What is this special lady doing with the silver needle? Do you want acupuncture or miscellaneous drops?
In the impression of everyone, silver needles are usually representatives of Chinese medicine.
The only place to use silver needles is acupuncture!
But they have never heard of anyone using silver needles to cure heart disease.
The stewardess was the first to come back to her senses. Before she could think about it, she hurriedly searched in the first aid kit.
First floor-no.
Two floors-no.
Three layers-still no!
There was no silver needle in the first aid kit.
"No!" The flight attendant replied anxiously.
Qin Luo frowned slightly, but his brows stretched out again after a while.
"Give me the syringe..." Qin Luo said.
syringe?
Everyone was stunned, their faces were covered with Mo Ming, they couldn't understand why Qin Luo was about to pick up the syringe suddenly.
Xiang Dong was stunned, others did not understand, but he did.
Qin Luo is using the syringe as a silver needle!
"Professor, do you plan to use a syringe for acupuncture?" Xiang Dong asked through gritted teeth.
Qin Luo nodded and said, "Is there any problem?"
"Will this be too risky!"
"It's better to take risks than to lose your life!" Qin Luo said lightly: "Although his condition has improved, his condition has not been resolved. Don't think he can save his life now, but he may be in the next second. Die."
"Only by solving the problem of his heart, can he be completely out of danger."
When people are tired, no one will always concentrate on taking care of the elderly. Only when he is out of danger can he truly be considered out of danger.