Mo Xiao was shocked. He was accustomed to letting her run away and ran out of the crowd. When others saw him, they naturally followed him out.

There is a street outside the door, and there is a circle of people surrounded by a big locust tree on the street opposite.

The crying sound comes from it.

Mo Xiao pushed the crowd away and walked inside.

I saw a young woman sitting on the ground, holding a child covered in blood in her arms, crying loudly with sad faces on her face.

Mo Xiao heard someone beside him say it.

"I fell off this tree and my whole face hit the ground. I could get up by myself as soon as I fell down. I suddenly lost my anger. Oh, it's so unlucky, this tree is not very tall."

Mo Xiao heard this and quickly squatted down to look at the child. His face was purple and red, and he had no breathing.

She blinked vigorously and the world turned black and white.

Sure enough, behind the annular cartilage of the child's trachea, two teeth with irregular cross-sections hooked on the wall of the trachea, and there were blood clots mixed with blood clots to block the trachea tightly. It was probably because the child broke his teeth when he fell to the ground, and when he stood up and cried, the broken teeth were mixed with blood clots and sucked into the trachea, which caused a sudden stop to breathing and cardiac behaviour.

"How long have you been holding your breath?" Mo Xiao asked.

The woman holding the child was already crying crazy and did not answer her. Instead, the person next to her said, "It's not long, I just held my breath."

"Quick! Send your child to the clinic. If he is rescued, he may be saved."

Mo Xiao immediately wanted to take the child away from the woman.

"Are you Miss Mo? What are you doing? Don't take my child!"

The woman refused and still hugged the child tightly.

"Damn Gouwa, since Dr. Mo said he was saved, please let her try it. Anyway, he looked dead, so he would treat him as a living horse. If he was saved, wouldn't it be a good fortune?"

One person spoke, and the people next to him were also busy persuading him.

"Yes, yes, even the wife of the Zeng family, Doctor Mo dares to treat him. What are you afraid of? I see that Miss Mo is not the kind of petty person. You are... uh... mean to her, but she won't joke with you about such things."

"Yes, don't waste time."

The woman heard everyone from all over her body say this, then looked at her son in her arms, and finally bit her teeth and handed her son to Mo Xiao's hand.

But his hands were still placing on Mo Xiao's arm, and he lay down and finally kowtowed to Mo Xiao directly. "Miss Mo, it was mine before, so don't worry about it."

Mo Xiao didn't have time to pay attention to what she said. When she hugged the child, she told everyone to move out of the way and ran to the clinic through the cracks.

The shopkeeper and Licorice, who were still outside the crowd, saw Mo Xiao coming out with a bloody man, hurriedly ran into the clinic.

While rushing into the clinic, Mo Xiao ordered the shopkeeper and licorice: "Go and prepare a basin of cold boiled water, light an oil lamp, and a clean knife, white cloth, white wine, and a Zhongtong bamboo tube as thick as a finger. Uh, take another bowl, the faster the better."

The shopkeeper was calm in the face of danger. He ordered different people to do what Mo Xiao said just now.

Licorice followed Mo Xiao, ran two steps faster and ran to Mo Xiao, opened a drawer at the clinic table and took out a white cloth bag, and opened it layer by layer, "Miss, look, your needle bag."

When Mo Xiao looked, he saw that there were not only silver needles of varying thicknesses and lengths, but also several small knives and a knife similar to tweezers, and even an embroidery needle that was one finger long, and there was a ball of silk thread beside the needle. Well, it was exactly what she needed, but she didn't expect that the original owner would also use a knife, and there was also an embroidery needle and silk thread. It seemed that the original owner Mo Xiao was really not simple.

"Miss boils it in boiling water for half an hour every day, which was just cooked yesterday." Licorice said.

"Yeah, it's just fine."

Mo Xiao lays the child on his back on the clinic table, and then puts a pillow on the Taishi chair under his shoulder, leaving the position of the trachea fully exposed.

"Shopkeeper, let everyone wait outside the door, no matter who it is, are allowed to come in."

Because at this time, there were already people in the clinic uninvited. At that time, the most people were watching the fun.

The shopkeeper and the fat man who was guarding the door just now immediately started to rush everyone out of the door.

"Miss Mo, what are you doing with a knife and a fire?"

The child's mother refused to leave.

"If you borrow your life from heaven, you will naturally suffer some damage." Mo Xiao had already taken a sharp knife from the cloth bag and held it in his hand. He looked back at the woman with a serious look, "Whether you bet or not, just wait outside. If you don't bet, just carry your son back now."

The woman looked at Mo Xiao, then looked at her son lying on the clinic table, and finally said nothing, turned around and walked out.

At this time, any mother will catch any straw that can replace her son's life, even if the straw looks so untrustworthy.

This is very clear to Mo Xiao, who is used to seeing life and death scenes in the hospital.

From the time she came in with her child in, she was less than a minute. At this time, time is life, and she no longer had time to waste it.

Hold the tweezers in one hand and the knife in the other hand, lift the knife and drop it. A 3 cm incision was cut between the child's thyroid cartilage and the annular cartilage, and then go deeper along the incision until you feel blank. Then put the tweezers into the wound and pull it away from the back of the knife just now.

"Miss, everything you want is here."

Eucommia and two guys came over and put the things on the clinic table.

Mo Xiao turned his head and saw that it was all right.

A basin of cold boiled water, an oil lamp was lit, a bottle of white wine, a few pieces of white cloth, and a bamboo tube.

"Licorice, soak a small piece of white cloth and soak it in white wine for me, then wash the bamboo tube and hand it over."

Make the licorice as follows.

Mo Xiao took the white cloth and pressed the bleeding point at the incision, then took the bamboo tube and looked at the light and saw that it was hollow.

The bamboo tube squeezes into the cut along the white cloth.

The tracheal passage has been established. Although it is a bit rougher, it can only be done like this.

Mo Xiao blew a few breaths into the bamboo tube through the wet white cloth, then folded his hands together on the middle part of the child's sternum and pressed them hard.

Although the licorice on the side didn't know why the lady did this, Mo Xiao's confidence and calmness infected her, making her inexplicably believe that the lady would definitely save the child. She watched the lady press it for a while and then blew into the bamboo tube again. Just as she could see that she screamed with relief when she heard Mo Xiao.

"Okay, my heartbeat and breathing are all there."

"real!?"

Licorice was both happy and suspicious, so she came close and looked at the child's neck with her fingers. "Yes, Miss, there's a pulsation!"

"Licorice, wash your hands with me and help me next to you, and hand me whatever I need."

Mo Xiao put his hands into the cold water to wash his hands, and licorice quickly learned to wash his hands as Mo Xiao.

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Especially urgent suffocation caused by foreign objects in the trachea can be performed for first aid tracheotomy.

But, uh, don’t learn to use it without professional training.
Chapter completed!