112 Saving the Fainted Elder
Shan Yue only sighed for a moment before quickly leaving the bank. She prepared to find a place to stay for the time being and wait for the trading time at night. Just as she left the bank and wandered the streets in boredom, looking around for a place to stay, the crowd in front of her blocked her way.
“Call an ambulance to pick him up! This old man is obviously dying!”
“There’s been a car accident at the intersection nearby. The ambulance can’t get in!”
“Oh no, the old man’s aura is getting weaker and weaker!”
“Is there a doctor nearby? Help!”
An old man with gray hair and wearing a coffee-colored windbreaker and glasses was lying on his back on the ground. His limbs were stiff and he was speaking incoherently. His eyes had gradually begun to roll back.
Shan Yue sized him up and immediately understood that this old man had a stroke. If he was not saved in time, there was a risk of a cerebral infarction and him dying at any time. Remembering that she happened to have silver needles in her pocket, Shan Yue pushed through the crowd and walked to the old man who had a stroke.
There was a young female student and a burly man guarding the old man. From time to time, they would check his breathing. It seemed that neither of them knew medicine.
“Everyone, make way. Give the patient sufficient oxygen.” Shan Yue chased away the surrounding onlookers and tested the old man’s pulse.
The female student’s face was filled with tears as she looked anxiously at the cars blocking the street. She held a phone and seemed to be reporting the situation to the old man’s family. Then, she called out to the old man, “Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang!”
“He’s half unconscious now,” Shan Yue said as she took the silver needles.
The female student was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Shan Yue seemed to want to save the old man, she subconsciously gave up her seat.
“Bro, lend me a lighter,” Shan Yue said quickly. Before she could finish speaking, her hand was already in front of the burly man.
“Oh, oh, here!” Although the burly man did not react, he still subconsciously took out a lighter and handed it to Shan Yue.
Shan Yue took out the silver needle and disinfected it with flames under everyone’s surprised gazes. Then, she steadily inserted the needle and placed it on the old man’s left palm.
This was the first acupuncture point. After Shan Yue finished acupuncture for a while, she was about to continue when she saw the burly man reach out to stop her. At the same time, he scolded, “What are you doing? This old man is already like this. Stop fooling around!”
“That’s right! It’s most important to wait for the doctor to come and save him first. What’s the use of this needle!” The onlookers echoed.
It was obvious that no one around recognized this as acupuncture. Shan Yue frowned and said, “This is acupuncture. I can save him.”
However, the burly man did not believe her. Instead, he came over and grabbed her wrist roughly. “Don’t cause trouble!”
“You’re the one who’s causing trouble, right?” Shan Yuexin thought. However, she also knew that the burly man was dissuading her out of good intentions, so she did not use force on the burly man. Instead, she feinted and dodged the burly man’s grab. Then, she placed a needle on the burly man’s wrist acupuncture point.
The moment the silver needle was inserted, the burly man felt his wrist go numb all the way to the top of his head. He immediately lost his mobility and could not even move.
Without anyone disturbing her, Shan Yue felt even more at ease performing the acupuncture. The female student at the side might have been out of her options so she decided to let her try. She helped Shan Yue start to maintain the order of the surrounding crowd and said with a sobbing tone, “Everyone, be quiet! Don’t delay the rescue!”
Although everyone was obedient and silent, the gazes they cast showed that they did not have any hope that Shan Yue would save people with acupuncture.
In just five minutes, Shan Yue inserted more than 30 needles and covered all the important acupuncture points on the old man’s body. She touched the old man’s pulse again. The pulse that was originally on the verge of death was much stronger now, so Shan Yue continued to administer the needles.
After the 81 silver needles were inserted, Shan Yue slowly exhaled and began to move her wrist to massage her slightly numb arm.
At this moment, the old man’s face was already rosy, and his breathing had stabilized a lot. The nonsense he was spouting had also disappeared.
After resting, Shan Yue silently put away the silver needles and observed the old man’s condition. Seeing that the old man was beginning to wake up, she prepared to leave and even pulled out the silver needles from the burly man’s body. The burly man immediately regained his mobility.
Seeing that Shan Yue was about to leave, someone shouted anxiously, “Hey, what are you doing? He’s not awake yet—”
Before he could finish, he stopped.