Chapter 313 (1/2)

Xiao Luo knows what happened in the first class, even if he listens to the song with headphones, but Wang Yanzu next to him will not let him settle, push him, tell him that an old man has fainted, no doctor If you do urgent treatment, you may die.

“Look at this is bode ill rather than well, if you die on the plane, the civil aviation company will have to pay.” Wang Yanzu said.

Xiao Luo didn’t return to Wang Yanzu’s words, but was struggling to rescue him. The Buddha said that saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-floor pagoda. But inside, there is a voice telling him not to do anything, save lives. You are the savior, but you can’t save your life. If you die in your hands, then you can be a sinner, and the audience will cast aside. He doesn’t have to worry about such a thing.

When looking at the old Lady’s helpless eyes, Xiao Luo’s fists slowly tightened, and eventually the light defeated the inner dark side. He put down his headphones and got up and walked over.

“I am a doctor, let me see!”

Xiao Luo’s words let everyone let the space go.

Tan Ningfu looked up and down Xiao Luo and said with a dubious question: “Are you really a doctor?”

Because Xiao Luo looks very young, it is reasonable for her to have questions in this regard.

“Intern.”

Xiao Luo squatted down, turned over the old man’s eyelids and took the pulse of the old man.

Everyone was shocked, the intern? This… can this work?

The flight attendant signaled everyone to be quiet. At this moment, it can only be a living medicine to a dead horse. There is an intern who is very good.

Wang Yanzu ran over at this time, and did not dare to envy the people around him. He said to Xiao Luo: “Brother, the situation of this old man looks very bad, you have to think twice.”

The meaning is already very clear, this kind of thing is not free to intervene, and you are an intern, not to be forgiven.

“Doctor, beg you to save my wife, I will give you a hoe!”

Old Lady is like a slap in the face of the last life-saving straw, squatting on the ground to Xiao Luo, tearful eyes, bitter pleading.

“I try my best.”

Xiao Luo is not a god. Although he had previously exchanged his ability to heal, not all diseases can be cured, especially on airplanes where medical equipment is very rudimentary.

He fixed the old man’s arm with a sphygmomanometer and kept track of the old man’s blood pressure: “You help me pay attention to the blood pressure value, remind me when it is below 70 or above 150.”

“Yes!”

Tan Ningfu is heavily nodded.

“Ugh……”

Wang Yanzu’s long sigh sighed and felt that it was worthless for Xiao Luo’s rash behavior. You must know that if you don’t save your life, you may be dragged by the family of the old man. This is simply a thankless job.

The entire first class passengers are paying close attention to the situation at this time, and the Old Lady is shaking his hands together, whispering in his mouth, praying for his wife, praying that God will keep him safe.

“Is there a syringe?”

After wearing an oxygen mask for the elderly, Xiao Luo looked up and asked the crew chief.

“Yes, take the syringe.” The crew chief was nodded, letting the other flight attendants take the sealed syringe up.

Xiao Luo quickly dismantled one and untied the old man’s mouth, and he would go down to the lungs.

“What are you doing?”

The flight attendant was shocked. Is this a rescue or a murder? Take a needle to the lungs. Does this mean that the old man’s life will be required?

This way of saving people has never been seen before, and others have frowned.