The days when I worked part-time as a dormitory in the male dormitory

Liang Huaiyu has been strong and strong since childhood and has never had a serious illness. It is rare to experience even minor colds.

When he grew up, he began to exercise. Every year for a physical examination, the kind-hearted doctor would tell him with relief that his physical fitness is very good, and he has surpassed his peers by a large margin. It is difficult to live a long life.

And he was always surrounded by rough-skinned and thick-skinned men like Wang Sui, so strong that he couldn't get a mark even with a whip.

It was the first time he had met someone like Lu Xiao who would hold his chest and cough without moving, and would not stop coughing, and was still out of breath.

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er? What, what's the matter, why are you feeling uncomfortable again?" He squatted beside Lu Xiao, stuttering a few times before finishing his sentence.

It's really Lu Xiao, the porcelain doll, who is fierce and anxious every time he feels uncomfortable, and he doesn't even say a word, which makes him terrified.

Lu Xiao coughed until he lost all strength. He leaned against Liang Huaiyu's body to gasp for air, his breathing was disordered. He looked better after taking the medicine, but when the wind blew, he started coughing again.

In a daze, Lu Xiao had the illusion that he was going to be buried in the catkins today.

His chest seemed to be blocked by a heavy weight, which made his ears and neck red, but his lips were pale, and he looked like he could pass at any time.

And Liang Huaiyu didn't dare to touch him hard at all.

He has seen how fragile Lu Xiao is. A light pat is as brutal as torture, not to mention that the current appearance is already tragic enough.

Liang Huaiyu could only carefully support the back of his neck, not letting him lie on the ground, and did not dare to move anything else, but his back was straightened, and his forehead was sweating.

He also panicked, obviously Lu Xiao could recover a bit after taking the medicine last time, so why didn't it seem to have any effect this time.

Another gust of wind blew over, Lu Xiao trembled all over, and coughed hoarsely, but he could hardly make a sound. Compared with coughing, it was more like the desperate whimpering of a small animal.

A thought flashed through Liang Huaiyu's mind, and he seemed to understand something.

He straightened his back like a conditioned reflex, and used his body to block the wind that was wrapped in fine catkins but was about to kill Lu Xiao, held Lu Xiao's face in his hands, and said anxiously: "Is it the wind? It can't blow this wind, can it?"

Lu Xiao's physical tears flowed down uncontrollably, and the teardrops fell one after another. He could only wink at Liang Huaiyu with his eyes flushed.

"Okay, okay, got it."

Liang Huaiyu covered Lu Xiao's head with his coat, and picked him up from the ground with one hand, the other hand still did not forget the backpack that fell on the ground.

He flicked the bag over his shoulder casually, went to appease Lu Xiao, pressed his head on his neck, patted him on the back, and walked quickly to the school gate.

"It's okay, Xiao'er, let's go to the hospital now, don't be afraid."

The taxi I contacted before stopped at the door early. Liang Huaiyu hugged Lu Xiao and just sat in. The driver who had been waiting for a long time turned around and cursed.

"Why did you make such a fuss for so long..."

"I said it's not easy to park here..."

"Why did you hang up the phone just now, do you know how impolite..."

"Uncle—" Liang Huaiyu interrupted.

"Go to the Second Affiliated Hospital, hurry up, you have to scold me later, I will let you scold me enough, now go to the hospital first, I have patients here."

The uncle driver suddenly fell silent.

Seeing this posture, he also knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't dare to scold anymore, and hurriedly kicked the gas pedal and rushed out.

In fact, from Lu Xiao's sudden onset just now to being carried into the car, it took only three or four minutes, but it seemed that all his anger had been taken away, and he could only lean on Liang Huaiyu with his hands down and his head tilted, panting.

It seemed that he was always missing something, and he couldn't bring it up no matter what. From time to time, a small groan escaped from his throat.

Liang Huaiyu kept supporting Lu Xiao's back neck with his hand. When he did this last time, Lu Xiao obviously felt better, but this time it didn't seem to work.

The uncle driver drove the car quickly, took a look in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with this child?"

"asthma."

"Didn't I always take that kind of medicine for asthma when I watch it on TV? Give him a breath, it's so scary!"

"I've smoked it, isn't that useless?"

Uncle was surprised, is it so serious...

He tried his best to steer the steering wheel for a while, glanced at the rearview mirror and said another sentence.

"Boy, how about, why don't you give him artificial respiration?" [Note]

Liang Huaiyu was shocked, "Uncle, what are you talking about, artificial respiration for asthma, he is still alive."

"Why can't you do it, isn't he just short of breath!"

"..." Liang Huaiyu was devastated, "Stop talking nonsense."

"What nonsense is this? Don't the people on TV spread it word to mouth when they're out of breath? You two are both big boys and you're ashamed!"

Liang Huaiyu was really speechless for this uncle, "It's not something to be ashamed of..."

But when he lowered his head, he saw that Lu Xiao's face was pale and his eyes were slack, and his lips were slowly turning purple due to lack of oxygen.

This guy doesn't know which barber shop he went to. He met a little brother Tony who was able to do things. He cut a very cute little sister's hair, but now his forehead is messy, and a few strands of hair are soaked in cold sweat. The cheeks look pitifully tight.

At this moment, Liang Huaiyu hesitated.

Fortunately, University A is one of the highest universities in the country, with a well-known medical school, and the Second People's Hospital Affiliated to University A is built a few blocks away from the school, and it only takes 5 minutes to drive.

Within a few seconds of Liang Huaiyu's sudden hesitation, the uncle slammed on the brakes. The inertia caused Liang Huaiyu's forehead to almost hit the front seat, and at the same time shook him awake.

"Thank you uncle."

He took out Zhang Baiyuan cash and stuffed it into the driver's uncle's hand, hugged Lu Xiao and rushed to the emergency room immediately.

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Half an hour later, Liang Huaiyu lined up with the crowd in front of the pharmacy with a coat in one hand and a prescription in the other.

His back was sweating, and he felt a little dazed and exhausted.

This time Lu Xiao had an acute attack of asthma, and he was lying in the ward taking oxygen and receiving drips, but he was sent by the doctor to pay for the medicine.

Tired but not tired, after all, he has good physical fitness, and Lu Xiao is thin, so he didn't feel much about carrying that guy for a while.

Just in a trance.

Liang Huaiyu is actually not much better than the uncle driver just now. He has never had asthma patients around him, and almost all his knowledge about this disease comes from the Internet and TV.

If you have seen it before, you will never have a real feeling if it does not happen to you.

This time Lu Xiao solidly let him experience the fragility of life, so much so that his hands are still shaking a little.

After taking the medicine, Liang Huaiyu walked back to the ward step by step, and lingered at the door for a while.

I always feel that when I open the door, I will see Lu Xiao lying alone on the hospital bed, pale and thin, tired and ready to cry.

You will definitely feel extremely guilty for bothering others.

After all, even a thick-skinned person like Wang Sui hugged his arm and cried so hard that his mouth and eyes were crooked when he took care of him in an accident at home.

If it were a water baby like Lu Xiao who loved to cry, he wouldn't be able to directly turn into a tearful person.

Liang Huaiyu dared not go in.

Since he was a child, he has been afraid of those little things that are too weak, such as all kittens and dogs, and his fat nephew's favorite little hamster, which is no bigger than a palm in his hand all day long.

For such creatures, Liang Huaiyu has always kept a respectful distance.

Including when his fat nephew was just born, full-term was over a whole week, when he was cut out from his sister's belly, he was a fat boy who weighed seven pounds and ninety-two. He was as solid as a ball of meat, and he was so nervous when he hugged him for the first time He was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, and was ridiculed by his family to this day.

In Liang Huaiyu's eyes, Lu Xiao, who is lying inside now, is weaker than when his nephew was born, frighteningly weak.

He took a deep breath, relaxed his shoulders, tried to make his facial expression look gentle, and then slowly and carefully pushed open the door of the ward.

After seeing the people on the hospital bed clearly, he stopped holding the doorknob.

The young boy who had just brought Liang Huaiyu through the various states of life and taught him the fragility of life was wearing an oxygen mask at the moment, with his right hand dripping and his left hand holding his phone high in front of his eyes.

The eyeballs are still rolling along with the sliding of the interface.

Concentrated and bright.

The person involved does not seem to feel weak.

The person involved didn't feel extremely guilty and wanted to cry.

The person involved was an Internet addicted boy.

Liang Huaiyu's hand on the doorknob was gradually clenched, with mixed feelings and emotions.

The chaotic thoughts floated in my mind for a moment, and the bits and pieces were combined into one thought:

Isn't he afraid of falling and hitting his eyes?

Liang Huaiyu wanted to close the door and leave.

Liang Huaiyu didn't want to worry about it anymore.

But before leaving, he took another look at Lu Xiao.

After a pause for a while, he finally stepped forward in a compromise.

After all, there is nothing wrong with the eyes.

It's a pity that such beautiful eyes were smashed.

The author has something to say:

The driver master is talking nonsense with cp, I am definitely not encouraging random rescue of asthmatic patients!

The following is taken from Baidu:

When breathing stops, give artificial respiration in time.But artificial respiration is usually less effective for asthma.Asthma is due to airway spasm, there is no smooth airway, resulting in respiratory arrest, artificial respiration, unable to breathe in air.

It is recommended to give inhaled bronchodilators in time for treatment, and systemic intravenous corticosteroids or oral corticosteroids can also be given.If the airway is completely obstructed, subcutaneous epinephrine is given to open the airway.In the emergency department and ICU, drugs such as propofol can be used, after the airway smooth muscle relaxes, intubation and ventilator-assisted ventilation are performed.

In the event of asthma, drugs can be used to open the airway first, and then artificial respiration can be used to help the patient ventilate.