Zhou Heng started pressing again, and it continued over and over again.

In the entire clinic, Desheng has lit up more than a dozen oil lamps, and the light is enough.

Zhou Heng took advantage of Dr. Ma's breathing and touched Manager Huang's carotid artery. There was already fluctuation at this moment, but his breathing was still not good, but Zhou Heng was a little exhausted.

Boss Xue came over and said, "I'll try it!"

Zhou Heng stepped aside. This is not the time to show off his strength. If someone has CPR, he can find medicine. Besides, his arms are already a little numb and exhausted.

When Boss Xue got started, he not to mention that his movements were very standard, and he was performing heart compression in a proper manner. Zhou Heng looked around for a week and there were not a few people left here.

He quickly opened the first aid box, took out a syringe and an adrenaline, opened the ampoule with his bare hands and drew the medicine liquid, pushed Boss Xue away and found the right position, stabbed vertically towards the heart, and slowly pushed the medicine liquid into it.

Doctor Ma and Desheng were already stunned. They had never seen such rescue before, but for some reason, they could not say anything to refute.

The potion was slowly pushed in. As soon as it was over, Zhou Heng immediately grabbed the stethoscope and began to check the situation of Manager Huang. Fortunately, his heartbeat was slow, but it began to become steady.

Zhou Heng breathed a little relieved, "Desheng is here to take the light!"

Desheng's face was covered in blood, and he knelt not far from Zhou Heng, holding the oil lamp.

Zhou Heng threw away the rags from Manager Huang’s mouth and nose, spreading Manager Huang’s eyelids. The left side of his pupil was still slightly larger than the right side, but it did not expand.

It seems that just now that Manager Huang not only had angina pectoris, but also had a burst of cerebral blood vessels. Zhou Heng was very puzzled without any equipment for such an emergency.

Zhou Heng found the quick-acting heart-saving pill, poured out two pills, pressed them under Manager Huang's tongue, and a strong smell of medicine floated away. Dr. Ma stared at him with his eyes wide open.

What kind of magic medicine is this? It is so fragrant?

Zhou Heng patted Manager Huang on the cheek. Although his breathing was weak at this time, he could obviously breathe independently.

As he slapped, Shopkeeper Huang hummed, breathed a breath of turbid air, and slowly opened his eyes.

"I me"

Zhou Heng approached Manager Huang, "Don't talk now. Try to move your fingers and toes. Desheng stripped Manager Huang's shoes!"

When Desheng saw that Manager Huang woke up, he was so excited that he burst into tears. However, when he heard Zhou Heng's order, he crawled over and pulled Manager Huang's shoes and foot binding cloth without saying a word.

In an instant, the whole room was filled with a sour smell. Zhou Heng really wanted to put on his shoes, but he should bear it. Why is this person's feet so sour?

Doctor Ma kept kowtowing to Zhou Heng, "Young Master Zhou's magical skills can actually bring back the dead."

Zhou Heng looked around, packed up the items, and looked at Dr. Ma. If he had the skill of holding his stinky feet like this, he would not have been unable to become the director of the emergency department at the beginning, and he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

"Don't talk, help me check if Manager Huang's toes are moving!"

Dr. Ma got up, no longer his timid appearance just now, squatted in the source of sour smell, and stared at it carefully.

"I didn't move, I moved, but only the toes of my left foot moved!"

Zhou Hengxin sank and looked at Manager Huang's hands. The fingers of his left hand moved slightly, and the wrists of his right hand were shaken, but his fingers were still in a curled hollow fist state.

Seeing Zhou Heng frowning, Dr. Ma came over.

"Mr. Zhou"

Zhou Heng looked up at him, then looked at Manager Huang again, and saw that his eyes became clearer, and said:

"Shopkeeper Huang has bleeding in his brain and needs treatment as soon as possible. He must be strictly bedridden in the past half month and do not get up and walk around. Everything must be done in bed."

Dr. Ma was shocked. He had never seen such a patient before. He would have never seen anyone who had survived. At this moment, he looked at Manager Huang and Zhou Heng and didn't know what to say.

If you are bedridden, wouldn't this clinic be

Manager Huang shook his left hand and put it on Zhou Heng's hand.

"Don't work hard, I think my life is over. It's a great blessing to not die at this moment! Desheng takes paper and pen, and I want to leave my last words!"

Desheng cried and brought paper and pen. Zhou Heng looked at him and didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.

There is no microscope, no chainsaw, and no sterile chamber. Craniotomy cannot be performed. After all, in the 21st century, the cure rate of cerebral hemorrhage is not high, especially after the healing effect, which is sometimes not as good as conservative treatment.

However, at this moment, rescue is timely. As long as the amount of bleeding is controlled, I think I can still get out of bed and walk in the future.

Seeing that he wanted to leave his last words, Zhou Heng didn't know whether to stop him. Since he had the strength to say the last words, let's say it.

It seems that language function is not damaged, which is pretty good.

Manager Huang said with trembling lips: "The sign of Xinglin Clinic is removed. If I die, I will be buried together. I am ashamed of my ancestors. As for the property of this Clinic, I will give it to Mr. Zhou if I keep it. My son can't keep it. He will harm him when he comes to his hands. There are also the collected silver in the secret compartment on the cabinet. I will send it to my house."

When Desheng heard this, he fell to his knees.

"The shopkeeper can't say that. Mr. Zhou has spent so much effort to wake you up and you will get better."

Dr. Ma also came over and kept wiping his tears with his sleeves.

"Shopkeeper, don't say anything discouraged. We will send you home and at least meet you."

Boss Xue and Butler Zhu stood on one side, not knowing how to comfort him, Boss Xue calmly looked, clenched his fists and didn't say anything.

Manager Huang coughed, his breath was a little unstable, and he said with a breath:

"I feel ashamed of my ancestors!"

Zhou Heng patted Manager Huang on the shoulder and couldn't help but interrupt him.

"It's OK to sigh. Boss Xue, come and help Desheng find a door panel and carry Manager Huang to the bed. I have further treatment. If I delay it, I don't know if I am sure to save my life."

Zhou Heng's words stunned everyone who was crying.

Everyone looked at Zhou Heng. If you can’t move your hands and feet, you can leave a last word and save it?

Dr. Ma stared at Zhou Heng and asked tremblingly:

"Is there any rescue?"

"Hurry up, I can't say if it's slow."

After saying this, everyone started moving quickly.

Several people surrounded the back came up. Everyone put Manager Huang on the door panel and carried it into a room behind. The room was not big and there was a small window, and the bed was right next to the window.

Boss Xue gently placed the man on the bed. Seeing Zhou Heng holding the medicine box, he seemed to be preparing medicine, he raised his hand to bang the man. Butler Zhu didn't follow him at all, so he had already arranged for someone to go to Meiyuan to reply.

Several people carrying people came to the bed and looked at Manager Huang, all at a loss.

Boss Xue glared and shouted:

"Everyone went out, didn't you see the young master dispensing medicine?"

Zhou Heng didn't expect that Boss Xue would look so long.

"Doctor Ma stayed, everyone else went out, Desheng prepared water to wash the foot of Manager Huang."

Desheng was stunned, with a puzzled look on his face and asked:

"Wash your feet?"

"I'm afraid that Xun will die if Xun dies. If Xun dies, no one will save the shopkeeper. Hurry up and start."

When Desheng heard this, he turned around and ran away. After a moment, he brought the basin and a sweat towel, quickly cleaned the feet of Manager Huang, and then consciously went out with the things.

The door slammed, and the air in the room was getting better, and Zhou Heng looked at Dr. Ma.

"In a while, I will rescue Manager Huang. Don't exclaim if you see any special method. Can you do it?"

Dr. Ma covered his mouth and nodded vigorously.

Zhou Heng ordered: "Okay, take off the clothes for Manager Huang!"
Chapter completed!