Chapter Twenty: Rescue on the Road

  The old courtyard gate, Ni Hong's face was pale, looking at the slightly rusty iron lock. Fourth Uncle Zhang Qigui and those young people's words made her heart cut like a knife, and her whole body felt cold.

  Whoosh!

  A ghostly figure, vanished in an instant, and when the rainbow-colored figure reappeared, it was already standing in the courtyard.

  A familiar yet strange courtyard, she can still vaguely see the shadows of years ago.

  "Pagoda tree?"

  Nianhong's body trembled slightly, and the big pagoda tree in front of her was planted by her husband Zhang Pinchao because he knew she liked to eat pagoda flower steamed dishes.

  "It's been twenty years and it's still here!"

  Tears gushed out again, and Nianhong had been strong for twenty years, but at this moment she couldn't bear it anymore, squatting under the big locust tree to wail loudly.

  The bustling streets of Jingnan City.

  Zhang Yi held Yinyin, who was smiling with a tired face, and took her to play around the streets. Zhang Yi, who is usually frugal, spent thousands of yuan on many beautiful clothes, shoes, hats, and even a school bag and stationery for Yinyin's upcoming school year.

  "Yinyin baby, we've played for so long, shouldn't we head home now? Your Aunt Yanyan should almost be done cooking dinner."

  Zhang Yi smiled and pinched Yin's delicate and lovely little face.

  "Great! I'm a bit hungry too."

  Zhang Yi smiled and said: "That uncle will take you through a shortcut, it's not far from our home here, after passing through a few streets, we can return home in 20 minutes."

  A neat and flat green path, a private car is parked by the roadside.

  Xu Jingkai's face was covered in sweat as he checked where the car had broken down.

  "Honey, have you found out? Mom can't hold on any longer!" A stylishly dressed middle-aged woman with a lingering charm quickly ran to the front of the car and asked.

  Xu Jingkai shook his head bitterly and said: "It hasn't been checked yet. Like this, you first call an ambulance, I'll hurry up."

  "I've already called my brother, and the ambulance from Huashan Hospital has been dispatched. It'll probably take ten or twenty minutes," said the middle-aged woman anxiously.

  Xu Jingkai was anxious and couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, the more urgent it is, the more this broken car breaks down at critical moments. I'll sell it as soon as I turn around and replace it with a new one."

  By the road.

  Zhang Yi happened to be passing by with Yin Yin in his arms. Looking at Xu Jingkai's sweaty face and the middle-aged woman's anxious face, he hesitated for a moment before walking over.

  "What's going on? Is the car broken? Do you want me to help fix it?"

  Xu Jingkai turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yi and Yin Yin, asking urgently: "Little brother, can you repair cars?"

  Zhang Yi smiled and said: "I used to work in a repair shop for several years. Ordinary problems can still be solved!"

  Xu Jingkai seemed to have seen a lifesaver and immediately exclaimed excitedly: "Great, great, thank you so much little brother! My mother suddenly fell ill, I was in a hurry to take her to the hospital, but then this car broke down."

  Zhang Yi's expression froze, and he asked in confusion: "Your mother? In the car?"

  Xu Jingkai nodded and said, "Yes! Saving a person is like fighting a fire, delaying for one minute means my mother's life will be in danger for another minute! Little brother, please hurry up and help me check."

  Zhang Yi put Yinyin down on the ground and said in a low voice: "Let's talk about repairing the car later. I'll check the patient's condition first."

  What?

  Xu Jingkai's face stiffened, and a strange expression floated onto his face.

  He wants to check on the patient's condition?

  What's going on?

  Didn't he used to work in a garage? A young man who used to repair cars, can he cure illnesses?

  Zhang Yi rushed to the car door and saw an old lady in her sixties with a full head of white hair, sweating profusely, pale-faced, and already unconscious on the back seat. Her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, clearly suffering from painful torment.

  Zhang Yi carefully carried the old lady down and turned to the middle-aged woman behind him, saying: "Take down the cushion from the car, quickly!"

  The middle-aged woman was somewhat unclear about the situation, but listening to Zhang Yi's urgent words, she quickly took down the cushion and spread it flat on the ground according to his instructions.

  Zhang Yi put the old lady on a cushion and let her lie flat before reaching out to grasp her wrist pulse.

  "What...what are you doing?"

  Xu Jingkai's face was filled with anger, and he finally came to his senses from his daze. He rushed to Zhang Yi's side in a few swift steps and loudly questioned him.

  "Shut up!"

  Zhang Yi shouted in a low voice.

  Observing the old lady's complexion, feeling her pulse, time slowly passes.

  Half a minute later!

  Zhang Yi suddenly raised his head and said in a deep voice, "The patient is now suffering from left heart failure. Before she fell into a coma, did she have a fever? And was her abdomen severely painful, with symptoms of nausea, vomiting, and sweating?"

  The middle-aged woman nodded heavily and said: "Right, right, it's exactly like that. You... can you really cure the illness?"

  "Now is not the time to discuss whether I can cure the disease or not. After my diagnosis, the patient has acute myocardial infarction and needs timely rescue. If we delay any further, it will be too late in less than half an hour."

  Acute myocardial infarction is a myocardial necrosis caused by acute and persistent ischemia and hypoxia of the coronary artery. It often occurs on the basis of coronary atherosclerosis stenosis, due to certain inducing factors causing the rupture of the coronary atheromatous plaque, platelets in the blood aggregate on the surface of the ruptured plaque, forming a thrombus (blood clot), suddenly blocking the coronary artery lumen, leading to myocardial ischemia.

  Additionally, a sharp increase in myocardial oxygen consumption or coronary artery may also trigger acute myocardial infarction.

  Xu Jingkai looked at Zhang Yi in disbelief and quickly asked: "What kind of person are you?"

  "What I am is unimportant," Zhang Yi said. "What's important is that your mother's illness can't be delayed any further, or else the consequences will be unthinkable. If you trust me, let me treat the patient immediately."

  "Who are you? Who do you think you are? You're just talking nonsense!" Xu Jingkai shouted in anger.

  Zhang Yi said seriously: "I can tell you that I have been studying traditional Chinese medicine with my master since I was a child. Are you willing to let me treat her? The decision is in your hands. All I can say is that if she cannot be treated within half an hour, she will probably lose her life."

  Xu Jingkai and middle-aged woman hesitated!

  They didn't know whether they should believe Zhang Yi's words or not. If he was talking nonsense, then it wouldn't be a problem, but if what he said was true, then the trouble would be big.

  The car is now broken and there's no way to send the mother to the hospital for emergency treatment in time. If we wait for the ambulance to arrive and then return, it will be too late.

  Xu Jingkai struggled inwardly for over ten seconds before turning his head to look at Zhang Yi, asking seriously: "You said you can treat it, how do you plan on treating it?"

  "Acupuncture!"

  Xu Jingkai was taken aback and immediately said: "Even if you can use acupuncture to treat it. There is no silver needle now!"

  Zhang Yi took out a brocade box from his bosom. He revealed dozens of silver needles and said in a low voice, "I am a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, I always carry these silver needles with me for emergencies."

  The middle-aged woman looked at Xu Jingkai and said, "Husband, he carries silver needles with him, which means he knows some acupuncture. Why don't we let him try? Maybe what he says is true..."

  Xu Jingkai took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Little brother, since that's the case. Then I'll beg of you to save my mother, as long as you can cure my mother, I will thank you greatly."

  He said! He took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a bank card, and said in a low voice: "There are 100,000 yuan on this card. If my mother is fine after your treatment, the money on it will be yours."

  Zhang Yi's gaze swept lightly over the bank card handed to him by Xu Jingkai, quickly unbuttoned the patient's coat, and let the middle-aged woman hold it up around them before starting the injection.

  Treating myocardial infarction, selecting acupoints is extremely important.

  He knows two acupuncture treatments for myocardial infarction, but based on the patient's current symptoms and pre-coma symptoms, he easily decides on one.

  The main point: Neiguan.

  Back-Shu points: Dazhui, Xinshu, Shenzhu, and Sanyinjiao.

  After several months of practicing medicine in the clinic of Hǎo Chéng Xiāo, a notorious doctor in Shíbà Town, Mínguāng City, Zhāng Yì's medical skills improved dramatically, and his acupuncture techniques became exceptionally proficient.

  Accurately inserting the silver needles into the acupoints, while secretly injecting a thread of vital energy liquid into the needles, stimulating the patient's body to achieve better results.

  About ten minutes.

  Zhang Yi administered injections three times in a row and controlled the infusion of vital fluids into the patient's body, merging them into the patient's cardiac area.

  The old lady in a coma suddenly moved her eyelids twice, and then her eyes slowly opened.

  "Son... where am I?"

  Squatting beside the old lady, Xu Jingkai's face was tense, his eyes revealing an unbelievable expression, followed by intense excitement, he hastily said: "Mom, never mind where we are. How do you feel physically?"

  The old lady's pale face now had a hint of rosiness, her originally furrowed eyebrows were also relaxed, and the pain between them had disappeared without a trace.

  "My body feels warm and cozy, much more comfortable than before."

  Xu Jingkai's heart was already turbulent, he had never thought that Zhang Yi's acupuncture treatment would have such a good effect.

  Zhang Yi put away the silver needle and smiled, saying: "Alright, I've finished the acupuncture. There shouldn't be any danger to his life now. Let me take a look at the car, and once it's fixed, you can hurry up and send the old man to the hospital!"

  He walked to the front of the car, Zhang Yi checked it and then tried a few times with the key. After just two minutes, as Zhang Yi tightened the screw on the air cylinder line, he smiled at Xu Jingkai who followed him:

  "Alright, hurry up and take your mother to the hospital."

  Is that all?

  Xu Jingkai's face was filled with a strange expression as he ran to the driver's seat, using the key to try and start the car. As a result, the car started up successfully at once.

  Really okay?

  Xu Jingkai desperately swallowed his saliva, and his face was already filled with a shocked expression.

  What kind of person is he?

  Not only can he cure illnesses, but also repair cars! How is he so formidable?

  Suppressing the shock in his heart, Xu Jingkai said gratefully: "Little brother, the 100,000 yuan in this bank card is a small token of my appreciation, the password is..."

  Zhang Yi waved his hand to interrupt Xu Jingkai's words, and gestured to Yinyin who was waiting aside, smiling and saying: "Yinyin darling, let's go home!"

  "Mmm!"

  Yin Yin ran to Zhang Yi's side and helped pick up a few very light bags, walking towards the distance.

  Xu Jingkai's hand froze in mid-air, watching Zhang Yi and Yin leave, a complex emotion surged from the bottom of his heart.

  It's touching! And even more grateful!

  "Little brother, you don't want to take the money, can you at least tell me your name?"

  Xu Jingkai asked loudly.

  "Zhang Yi!" (......)