Hug the child from the back, place the knuckles of the left hand against the two horizontal fingers above the child's navel, hold the fist of the left hand with the right hand, and quickly impact upward and inward. Because the impact is too large, the child's head will shake.
Everyone: "..."
Is there really no way to save people?
Why does it look like it's harmful?
But thinking about it, no one dared to interrupt her. They all said that a dead horse should be treated as a living horse doctor. What if it is saved?
Doctor Cheng was dumbfounded when he saw Baiyunxi's strange movements.
What is this sister-in-law doing? What is she doing by squeezing the child's belly? The child is already uncomfortable enough, but she is also being impacted by external forces?
Baiyun Xi actually had no idea. This kind of first aid was called the Hiram First Aid in her world. This operation could quickly lift the diaphragm, increase the intrathoracic pressure, and help expel foreign matter in the airway.
The method is easy to use, but there is a golden rescue time.
The child was obviously delayed.
After ten consecutive shocks, the child still didn't move. Baiyunxi glanced sideways at the child's flushed face, lowered the child's head further, and struck hard again, silently counting the times in his mind. If there was no movement after ten times,
When there was any movement, she gave up.
Just when she silently counted to nine, she heard a sound of vomiting. The child vomited, and along with the vomit, a dark brown hard core rolled out.
After vomiting for a while, the child stopped. Baiyunxi carried the child to the crib and looked at the frightened group of people.
"...The child has vomited out the stuff and it will be fine."
"Woooo... My child, my tiger, you are scaring my mother to death." The woman who was closest rushed over and was about to hold the child when Bai Yunxi grabbed her arm.
"The child has been choking for a long time. Just after he has regained his breath, you should not get too close. He will easily be unable to breathe."
If there are too many people around and there is no air circulation, it is easy to become deprived of oxygen, but there is nothing you can say.
After Doctor Cheng was shocked, he didn't care about the dirt and directly picked up the brown hard core from a pile of vomiting species.
"What a nonsense. How can a four- or five-year-old child eat such hard preserved fruit? It can't be chewed at all. If you don't pay attention, it can be inhaled into the trachea and get stuck in the throat."
The man squatting on the ground wiped his tears and took the hard core from the doctor's hand. He looked confused. Didn't he just eat chicken cake? Is there really a hard object?
Hu Zi Niang rushed over, snatched the preserved fruit from the man's hand, and held it up to the old lady.
"Mom, did you feed Huzi this or did his aunt feed it?"
The old lady looked at the preserved fruit, pursed her lips, and turned pale. Before she could speak, a little girl of eight or nine years old rushed in from the door.
"Mom and Dad, I saw it. My eldest sister put this preserved fruit into my brother's mouth."
The little girl wiped the sweat from her forehead,
"I saw it really. My aunt said at that time that this preserved fruit is always sweet when you hold it in your mouth. You can eat it for a long time, unlike chicken cakes, which disappear after three or two bites."
As soon as these words came out, the old lady's face turned pale. Today is her fiftieth birthday. Several of her daughters came to celebrate her birthday, bringing her favorite chicken cakes and several boxes of preserved fruits.
The cake was soft, so the eldest daughter wanted to leave the goodies to her. The children were greedy, so just stuff them with preserved fruit to coax them away.
While talking, the eldest girl pinched a piece of preserved apricot and stuffed it into Huzi's mouth.
It was okay at first, but who would have thought that the child would get stuck in his throat soon. Seeing the eldest grandson choked and turned pale, they were all frightened.