Before Xu Qingyun could speak, Liao Liangzhe on the side spoke first: "I'm not a doctor, but I am a pharmacist. I know a little about common diseases."
"Tell me what the situation is now, and I should be able to help."
The stewardess was also ill and sought medical treatment in a hurry. She didn’t care so much and told her what she learned first: “This passenger suddenly had a stomachache, nausea and vomiting, and it got worse and worse!”
"Isn't this a stomach bug?" Liao Liangzhe actually didn't understand at all. After listening, he scratched his head and said.
Another stewardess said: "She just said that she ate some fried food before getting on the plane!"
When Liao Liangzhe heard this, his eyes lit up and he immediately said: "It must be that she ate the wrong thing and then got stomach trouble. There should be some painkillers on the plane. Just give her some."
"Painkillers are useful, but is this okay?" The flight attendant expressed doubts, but was not completely confused.
Another flight attendant said: "Let's try it first. Painkillers are not bad either. They might be useful!"
After saying that, the flight attendant got up to get painkillers.
But before he could take a step forward, he was stopped by Xu Qingyun.
"Wait a moment, let me take a look and then talk."
While Xu Qingyun was speaking, he already leaned down, put his hand on the patient's pulse, and began to diagnose the pulse.
Liao Liangzhe on the side saw this and screamed:
"Hey, hey, what are you doing! You don't understand anything, why are you making trouble here!"
Hearing this, Xu Qingyun glanced at Liao Liangzhe coldly, and said in a cold voice: "I am a doctor, but you don't understand anything, and you are still talking nonsense. Can painkillers be taken casually?"
Liao Liangzhe took a few steps back, startled by the terrifying aura exuded by Xu Qingyun.
The stewardess who was going to get painkillers looked at Xu Qingyun doubtfully.
But another flight attendant's eyes suddenly lit up: "You are a doctor, that's great, help save her."
Xu Qingyun had already withdrew his hand for diagnosing the pulse and said, "She doesn't have a stomach problem, but acute cholecystitis."
"Ah! Acute cholecystitis! So serious!"
"I have already suffered from this disease, and the pain was almost life-threatening! I finally went to a big hospital and had an operation. It was cured. Ordinary painkillers have no effect at all on this disease."
"This patient is very dangerous and must be sent to a major hospital for treatment as soon as possible, otherwise his life may be in danger!"
"We are still on the plane, how can we get to the hospital? Are we going to make an emergency landing?"
...
I heard it was acute cholecystitis, such a serious illness.
Everyone was panicked, especially the two stewardesses, and many people started talking nervously.
One of the stewardesses had already run to notify the captain.
Another stewardess was at a loss. This was the first time she had encountered this situation and she didn't know what to do.
Unlike everyone who was panicking, Xu Qingyun looked calm, and at some point, a needle bag appeared in his hand.
Xu Qingyun calmly took out a few silver needles from the needle bag and used spiritual energy to disinfect them.
Immediately he leaned down and began to administer acupuncture to the patient.
Three silver needles were inserted into three acupoints at different depths, Yangqiu, Guzhong, and Xuwei.
Then he skillfully and gently twists the silver needle, making the movements smooth and smooth.
Only then did the people around him react. They looked at Xu Qingyun who was administering acupuncture to the patient, and many people murmured in low voices.
"He is a Chinese medicine doctor!"
“Can Chinese medicine treat acute cholecystitis? I’ve never heard of it!”
"Is it possible? Otherwise, we can make an emergency landing and send him to the nearest hospital for treatment. It doesn't matter if it takes a little time."
"Things involving human life and fate are not something to be trifled with!"