The excavation speed outside was very fast, and Du Heng was dug out in just two minutes.

But in these two minutes, Du Heng felt as if two years had passed.

My body couldn't move, I couldn't hear the sounds outside clearly, and it was pitch black in front of me.

I called Zhang Xi, but there was no response. In addition, my waist and abdomen were pressed tightly, and it became increasingly difficult to breathe.

Although he knew clearly that there were people outside who were trying their best to save him as quickly as possible, he still felt uncontrollable restlessness in his heart.

In the end, Du Heng was dragged out.

Du Heng felt the fresh air, without the oppressive feeling of darkness, and his heart instantly became spacious.

It's just that I was pressed so hard just now that I can't straighten my waist, and my lower body is a little numb.

What the hell is this? He was almost buried alive.

Du Heng was dragged aside, and the village chief asked nervously, "Doctor Du, Doctor Du, are you okay?"

Du Heng worked hard to sense his lower body, but shouted, "Hurry and dig out Zhang Xi, he is still alive."

Seeing that Du Heng was okay, the village chief breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately stood up and quickly called for people to dig out Zhang Xi.

As for Du Heng, if he's not dead, then he can just lie down.

Fortunately, the problem was not serious. After lying down for about a minute or two, Du Heng felt that his lower body was feeling. He reluctantly got up and slowly moved his waist. Then he felt better and better.

Feeling that his waist was still a little sore, and seeing everyone struggling to dig, Du Heng felt a little scared.

If I had been more careful just now, I might have actually confessed.

Now it’s Zhang Xi, because the position is not right, and there is mud everywhere on the collapsed roof. The collapsed earth wall under the roof has also absorbed enough water, and there is no support at all. If the digging is slightly wrong, he will continue to dig down.

collapse.

For a while, everyone was acting cautiously.

It took seven or eight minutes to drag Zhang Xi out of the muddy water.

Du Heng couldn't care less about his sore waist and ran to Zhang Xi's side.

Because of his line of sight, he felt that the big beam just hit Zhang Xi's forehead solidly.

Although the beam is very close to the forehead, the weight of that large beam is not something that a person's head can bear.

He now hoped that Zhang Xi's head was still in good condition and had not been smashed to pieces.

"Zhang Xi, Zhang Xi."

When the village chief saw Zhang Xi being dragged out, he rushed up and shouted. He didn't say anything but started to pat Zhang Xi's face again.

The village chief lightly slapped Zhang Xi twice on the face, but Du Heng felt that he was slapped on the top of his heart, and his heart beat twice unsatisfactorily.

Seeing that the village chief wanted to take pictures again, Du Heng quickly said, "Uncle Zhang, don't shake him, don't move."

If a beam hits his head, if his head is not broken, it must be a cerebral hemorrhage.

If you shake your head at this time, you think the patient is walking too slowly.

The village chief was stopped by Du Heng's voice. As soon as he turned around, he saw Du Heng squeezing in.

Du Heng didn't care about anyone else and quickly checked on Zhang Xi's condition.

His body was covered with dirt and nothing could be seen.

The face was also a mixture of blood and mud, and there was only an obvious scar on the top of his head.

There was a wound on his forehead, which extended to the top of his head. It was three fingers wide, and the skin and flesh were torn off. It is now piled on top of Zhang Xi's head.

Du Heng knew in his heart that the beam should have hit his forehead just now, and then without support, he continued to press down and tore off the skin on the top of his head.

It can be said that Zhang Ximing is lucky. If he climbed five centimeters further, the beam would definitely hit the front door.

Du Heng took one look at the injury and stopped paying attention.

He picked up his clothes and started to wipe Zhang Xi's face, and immediately a pale and blue face appeared in front of everyone.

Du Heng took a look and then opened Zhang Xi's eyelids.

When I touched my hand again, it was already cold. As for the pulse, it was too subtle to detect.

"Thick cotton-padded clothes, thick clothes, give them to me quickly."

While shouting words, Du Heng took off his clothes and covered Zhang Xi.

Seeing this, the others took off their coats one after another and covered Zhang Xi's body.

"Brother Fei, Brother Fei, where are you?"

"Here he is, he's here." Du Fei ran over from the side.

Du Heng took out his car keys and threw them to Du Fei, "Brother Fei, go to my car and get my medicine box quickly."

Du Fei agreed, took the car keys and left quickly.

Du Heng turned around and continued to squat next to Zhang Xi, and took out the needle kit he had always carried with him from his pocket.

At this time, you don’t have to worry about whether it is disinfected or not and whether it is hygienic.

"Uncle Zhang, help me hold the needle kit."

Du Heng looked at Zhang Xi and said, "Here comes someone to help. Expose his wrists and take off his shoes."

Someone around him soon took action to do what Du Heng ordered.

"Don't let the clothes on your wrists fall off."

After that, acupuncture was quickly applied to the Neiguan points on both wrists, and then to the Yongquan point on the soles of the feet.

There are three commonly used methods for selecting acupuncture points, namely, selecting nearby acupoints, selecting distant acupoints, and selecting symptomatic acupoints. The three methods can be used in conjunction with each other. There is no clear limit and it all depends on the actual situation.

The best thing for Zhang Xi now is to take the Baihui point, but looking at the pile of scalps above his head, Du Heng really couldn't do it.

The comatose person is the master, and the heart of the foot is the source of the spring.

These are all formulas. Our ancestors have already summarized them, so just follow them.

After the two needles were pricked, Du Heng took a look at Zhang Xi's face, and then performed Shixuan bloodletting. Each finger was pricked with a three-edged needle to draw blood beads, and then he continued to acupuncture at the Renzhong point without interruption.

Use strong stimulation method.

Du Fei left quickly and came back quickly.

In about three minutes, Du Fei ran over with a medicine box on his back.

At this time, Zhang Xi had not yet woken up. Du Heng frowned, took the medicine box, and took out Suhexiang Pills from the medicine box.

Suhexiang Pills have the effects of aromatic resuscitation, promoting qi and relieving pain. It is used for phlegm coma, stroke, hemiplegia, limb weakness, heatstroke, heart and stomach qi pain caused by phlegm confusing the heart orifices.

The cheapest one on the market costs more than 60 yuan, and the most expensive one costs more than 300 yuan. The reason for the huge difference is the difference in medication.

What Du Heng was holding in his hand was something he tinkered with in the pharmacy when he had nothing to do in the past two months. All the best materials were used. If you were to calculate the price, the pill he just got in his hand was worth it.

Counting the labor cost, it costs at least 5,60, let alone one box.

After feeling distressed for a second, Du Heng rubbed off the wax layer on it, chanted it into pieces, and pinched open Zhang Xi's mouth to get in.

Du Heng was not worried about money, but the production was too troublesome.

This time, after a minute passed, Zhang Xi finally responded.

Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief and forcefully stimulated the person again. When Zhang Xi completely opened his eyes, Du Heng took back all the needles.

Zhang Xi opened his eyes, but there was no sparkle in his eyes. He looked confused and even a little dull.

Du Heng sighed inwardly, hoping it was just a concussion and it would be fine after a while. If it was a cerebral hemorrhage, it would be troublesome.

Now we can only take a closer look.

After simple debridement, the laceration on the top of the head was bandaged. Looking at the leg again, it seemed that Zhang Ximing was lucky. It was not broken, but was bruised.

Du Heng stretched out his hand to greet everyone, "Everyone, please do me a favor and gently carry Zhang Xi to my car."

Du Heng said hello, and several strong laborers directly lifted Zhang Xi up steadily. Others also assisted beside him to prevent the mud and water on the ground from sliding down.

Du Heng grabbed the village chief and asked worriedly, "Uncle Zhang, are you sure there is no one else?"

"No, there are only a few people in other houses. If someone hadn't come out or couldn't be found, they would have started shouting."
Chapter completed!