The Rise of the Big Name of the Longing Life

The driver of the off-road vehicle in the pool of blood was covered in blood, and he looked terribly lying on the ground twitching, with a terrifying appearance of dying at any time.

A big black man was squatting next to him, vigorously giving him some kind of first aid measures, and while doing the movements, he was shouting anxiously, intending to keep the man awake and willpower.

Seeing the situation clearly, Li Haoran rushed towards the off-road vehicle man on the ground without any hesitation.

Rushing to the front, Li Haoran said loudly in English: "I am a doctor, step aside and let me have a look..."

He doesn't understand the local language of Morocco, so he can only hope that there are people who can understand English at the scene, otherwise he will really be unable to speak clearly.

Fortunately, several people at the scene understood Li Haoran's words, and quickly yelled to make way for him. The panicked scene immediately had a backbone when the doctor arrived. .

Chapter 942 Visit from the International Red Cross Society

"Let me see, let me see..."

Running quickly from the separated crowd to the off-road vehicle driver, Li Haoran squatted down to take a look, Junyi's face immediately sank, and his brows knit together.

Because at this time, the entire black face of the off-road vehicle driver had turned purple, and his eyes were turned up, with the whites of the eyes occupying the pupils, and he had already lost consciousness.

Judging from this situation, the injured should have broken ribs due to a car accident, which pierced the lungs, resulting in loss of cardiopulmonary function and suffocation~.

"But don't die!"

The off-road vehicle driver who fell in a pool of blood looked to be in his twenties, and it was the brightest and brightest moment of his life. Even if he was a black man, Li Haoran didn't want him to die like this.

Healers are benevolent, whenever the skill of [National Medical Sacred Hand] is triggered, Li Haoran is always full of compassion and love.

Anxious in his heart, he immediately raised his hand and pressed on the carotid artery of the injured. His heart felt cold again, and he couldn't feel any pulse at all. It seemed that his heartbeat had stopped.

According to experience, the patient may not be able to be rescued at this time. With such a serious injury, he is basically dead by the time he is sent to the hospital.

"Dead...dead!!"

As a "doctor", Li Haoran felt an unprecedented sense of loss in his heart, which was regret for the loss of life.

More importantly, if he hadn't been cowardly in the out-of-the-box terrorist attack and ran out for treatment at the first time, would the lives of the injured be saved?

"Did my hesitation hurt him?"

Li Haoran's face was pale. Even after time travel and rebirth, he was still an ordinary person in essence, unable to be indifferent to life and death.

At this moment, Ying Bao left the crowd and ran to the front, panting and anxiously asked: "Hao Ran, is he alright?"

While speaking, he saw that the outside of the wounded man's thigh was bleeding continuously, so he ignored the blood-sickness and quickly pressed down with both hands, loudly saying: "Hurry up and save people!"

One word awakened the dreamer, and Li Haoran suddenly came back to his senses!

Shaking his head, he nodded and said, "I will try my best."

Ying Bao is right, saving people is the most important thing now, so why bother to think about it so much, let Quan be a dead horse and a living horse doctor!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang! !

After all, he used the "Three Punches of Life-Saving" technique in the [Holy Hand of Traditional Chinese Medicine] with all his strength, and continuously tapped the left hand on the injured man's chest with his right hand.

In the past three times, the back of my hand was swollen.

I don't know if it's because of the power of the skills, but following these wonderful stimuli, the injured heart, which had already stopped beating, quickly resumed its self-discipline and began to beat slowly and firmly.

It's just that Li Haoran didn't know all of this. After the three punches, he hurriedly raised his hand and pressed towards the carotid artery of the injured, regardless of the pain in the back of his hand, hoping to make sure if there was a pulse and if the heartbeat had recovered.

Everyone stared stupidly, bewildered by the 'barbaric' treatment plan of the Asian man.

In fact, Li Haoran's seemingly simple three punches are not simply three punches for beating someone. These three punches have a very resounding common name in first aid - three punches for life.

In fact, Li Haoran's seemingly simple three punches are not simply three punches for beating someone. These three punches have a very resounding common name in first aid - three punches for life.

And its real name is heart percussion. Its principle is: when the patient's heart stops suddenly, he should immediately use his fist to hit the precordial area (left side of the heart) with medium strength and continuously and quickly 3 to 5 times. .

Experiments have proved that each blow can generate 5 watts of electrical energy, which can defibrillate, adjust the heart rhythm and trigger the heart to re-beat.

These three punches are crucial three punches, because if these three punches work, the patient can resume heartbeat; but if these three punches do not work, then the possibility of subsequent rescue and heartbeat will be greatly reduced , the hope of a successful rescue is almost halved.

Originally, the injured person's heartbeat had already stopped, and the possibility of ordinary heartbeats to make it beat again was very small, but after being hit by those few wonderful blows, the heartbeat resumed smoothly.

"Help!"

Li Haoran's eyes were full of joy, but the reality did not allow him to rest for a while, he hurriedly waved the silver needle scroll with his left hand on the concrete floor, tapped his thumb and middle finger and twisted one.

Then, the silver needles shining in the sun covered the injured wound at lightning speed, and the bleeding wound miraculously stopped bleeding.

The black people present at this scene were stunned for a while, and they were all shocked by the amazing skills of this Asian.

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Staring at Li Haoran who was sweating profusely, staring at the silver needle that was still trembling after a long time, they once thought it might be witchcraft.

"Isn't this Chinese Kungfu? Bruce Lee?"

"I think it should be Chinese witchcraft, it's too powerful!"

"Is Jack Cheng so powerful?"

"He is an actor, how could he be so skilled?"

"..."

While admiring, Li Haoran finished all the measures that should be done, and then he raised his hand and wiped the sweat stains on his forehead with his sleeve.

Just now he was engrossed, the sweat dripped into his eyes and he didn't dare to squint, for fear that a bad move would cause him to lose the whole game.

. . . .

When the bleeding stopped, Zhao Liying also let go of her tightly pressed hands, smiled lightly and raised her blood-stained thumbs up, praising her boyfriend.

With a warm smile back, Li Haoran turned his head and said loudly in English: "When will the ambulance arrive? A rib pierced his lung lobe. I can only use Chinese medicine to hang his life, but there is no way to cure it. Surgery is necessary."

Many people said that they were confused, and the nearest black man in a suit who knew English hurriedly replied: "I have already called, it should be here soon!"

As soon as the words fell, a piercing siren sounded from the corner of the street, as if someone said Cao Cao Cao Cao would be there soon.

Li Haoran breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that if the luck is not too bad, the off-road vehicle driver's fate will be recovered.

Hearing the sound, the man in the suit said in surprise, "The hospital is on the west side, why is the ambulance coming from East Street, and there are still so many vehicles, how strange?"

Raising his eyebrows, Li Haoran heard something unusual in the uncle's voice, but he didn't care too much, and turned to talk to Zhao Liying.

He didn't believe that saving someone would cause African police or something. He was not a spy, and African people were not stupid.

It's just that Li Haoran finally realized that something was wrong when cars with the International Red Cross rescue logo and big men in dustproof suits surrounded the hotel and them.people.

Chapter 943 Ebola Virus

Pure white dust-proof clothing, transparent glass mask, when seven or eight of these people walked out of the four cars surrounding the hotel gate, and their identities were judged by the logo of the International Red Cross Society, Li Haoran felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

As a host of CCTV, he knows exactly what the International Red Cross is doing in Africa and what it means for them to wear such equipment under the scorching sun.

Ebola, also translated as Ebola virus, is a very rare virus.

It is this virus that has prompted the vast majority of virologists around the world to gather here to study the antidote to this deadly virus.

Ebola is the name of a river in the north of Zaire. In 1976, an unknown virus came here and crazily killed people in 55 villages along the Ebola River, causing hundreds of lives to be devastated. Some families were not even spared, hence the name "Ebola virus".

Three years later (3), the "Ebola" virus ravaged Sudan again, and for a while there were corpses everywhere.

After two "violences", the "Ebola" virus mysteriously disappeared for 15 years and became invisible.

Now it broke out again, and it ravaged the African continent at an unbelievable speed, taking many lives and arousing widespread concern and attention from the global medical community.

In just one year, 1500% of the roughly 88 confirmed Ebola cases have died.

Scientists have now determined that Ebola is a zoonotic virus, and despite painstaking research by the World Health Organization, no animal hosts capable of surviving an outbreak have been identified so far.

Because of the lethality of Ebola and the fact that no vaccine has yet been proven effective, Ebola is listed as a biosafety level [-] virus and is also regarded as one of the tools of bioterrorism.

Although medical scientists have racked their brains and made many explorations, the true "identity" of the Ebola virus is still a mystery.

No one knows where Ebola lurks after each major outbreak, or where the first victim of each large Ebola outbreak caught the virus.

There is no doubt that the Ebola virus is one of the most terrifying viruses known to mankind. Once a patient is infected with this virus, there is no vaccination and no other treatment. In fact, he almost sentenced himself to death.

In the words of one doctor, people infected with Ebola "melt" in front of you, and the only way to stop the spread of the virus is to completely isolate infected patients.

"No, never..."

Staring in a daze at the biochemical soldiers approaching like members of the International Red Cross, Li Haoran felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he couldn't help trembling even if he was as strong as him.

He is protected by a system, any abnormal death is impossible to befall him, but what about Ying Bao, her hands are covered with the blood of patients now!

"patient!"

Li Haoran's expression was startled, then he seemed to have found hope, he hurriedly lowered his head to look, the [National Medical Master]'s ability of looking, hearing, asking and cutting was running at full power, and he found that the off-road vehicle driver's symptoms were very unusual.

Although traditional Chinese medicine has declined, it is generally helpless to deal with this super virus, but it is still possible to see one or two clues.

Li Haoran had faintly noticed something was wrong before, but he didn't think about it deeply, and mistakenly thought that these symptoms were complications caused by the dying of the injured.

Li Haoran had faintly noticed something was wrong before, but he didn't think about it deeply, and mistakenly thought that these symptoms were complications caused by the dying of the injured.

Now that I think about it carefully, I found that this guy had a mild stroke and comprehensive organ failure, which is not the fatal disease of Ebola.

"……hiss!"

After the diagnosis, Li Haoran felt a sharp pain in his heart. He couldn't help but gasped in pain. The white sweat on his painful face dripped like raindrops, and his veins bulged like dragons.

The lover's situation attracted the attention of Ying Bao, who was looking at him curiously. He looked away from the biochemical soldier and asked worriedly, "Haoran, what's wrong with you?"

Staring blankly at his beloved, Li Haoran almost cried, but managed to hold back, and forced a smile: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Dai Mei frowned, Ying Bao keenly sensed something was wrong, looked at the "biochemical soldier" who was about to approach, and at Li Haoran who couldn't hide his defeat, his heart gradually sank.

Before any Chinese citizen came to Africa, travel agencies and airliners reiterated the horror of the Ebola virus again and again. She is not an idiot, how could she not think of it...

Although Morocco has never found a person infected with the Ebola virus, it is on the African continent. How could it be spared with the terrifying infection power of the virus?

Fang's heart was pounding, Ying Bao was a girl after all, her pretty face gradually faded, tears filled her eyes, she stared at her lover in horror, and asked tremblingly, "I...are we infected with Ebola?"