Chapter 6: Please Save Him!

  After lunch, Xiao Yu and Wei Jun packed their bags, took a taxi to the train station. When they arrived at the train station, it was already approaching 1 pm. Today is August 16th of the lunar calendar, people who spent Mid-Autumn Festival at home began to return, passengers lined up in a long queue waiting to enter the station.

  They arrived at the ticketing area, where the crowd was even more dense, with a sea of people packing the large square to the point of bursting. Although there were many police officers maintaining order, it still seemed somewhat chaotic. Some people had even begun lining up here as early as dawn, and fruit peels and scraps of paper could be seen scattered all over the square.

  Wei's army arrived at the front of the queue, took out 1,000 yuan and said to a young man in second place: "Brother, do me a favor, buy this position," and handed the money to the young man.

  The young man didn't say a word, put the money in his pocket and gave up his seat.

  A moment later, Wei Jun brought two bedding tickets to Xiao Ye's side, waved them in his hand and said, "How about it? Not bad, right?"

  "Hmm, not bad, with a bit of a rich second-generation's aura!" Xiao Ye looked at Wei Jun and smiled narrowly.

  "Roll" seemed to know what Wei Jun was going to do, and as soon as Wei Jun shouted out a "roll", Xiao Ye ran away, causing the foot that Wei Jun kicked to land in vain.

  The two of them arrived at the waiting hall, laughing and joking. Compared to the chaos outside the train station, the waiting hall was much more orderly. However, there were long lines in front of the ticket gates, and Wei Jun used his old trick again to get two positions near the front.

  The train was speeding along, the scenery outside the window quickly passing by like a wall rapidly retreating backwards. On the rural roads, tricycles were loaded with corn husks, and Xiao Yu seemed to see the joyful smiles of farmers in the fields due to the bountiful harvest.

  After gazing out the window at the scenery for a while, Xiao Yu felt rather bored and told Wei Jun something before lying down to sleep. He didn't know how much time had passed when a loud commotion woke him up.

  Just as he opened his eyes, Wei Jun walked in from outside. Xiao Ye sat up on the couch and asked, "Jun, what's going on outside? It's so noisy?"

  "Ugh, don't even mention it. In the next room, there's a kid who was eating peanuts and got choked on one, now he's having trouble breathing!" Wei Jun sat down on the bed with a look of regret, slapping his hand on the bedside table: "Damn it, why didn't I study harder when I was in school?"

  Looking at Wei Jun's regretful appearance, Xiao Ye thought that this was probably the reason why Wei Jun could become his friend. He didn't have any of the spoiled and arrogant qualities of a rich second-generation heir.

  "Brother Jun is leaving, let's go take a look!" Xiao Ye hastily got out of bed and called Wei Jun to head towards the neighboring private room.

  Watching Xiao Yu walk out, Wei Jun suddenly remembered that Xiao Yu was a doctor. Although he knew Xiao Yu didn't like studying medicine and his grades were poor when he was in school, he had learned the traditional medical techniques passed down from his ancestors after all, so maybe he would have a way to save him. He quickly followed Xiao Yu out.

  "Oh, please, save my grandson! He's only four years old! Please, save him!" Just as Xiao Yu walked to the door of the adjacent bedroom suite, he heard an elderly voice with a hint of crying and pleading coming from inside.

  Xiao Yu and Wei Jun squeezed through the crowd, seeing two police officers and a female attendant in her twenties surrounding the old man, constantly comforting him: "Uncle, don't worry, we've already found doctors in each carriage."

  "Please, please save my grandson...please save him..." The old man didn't know if he had heard the flight attendant's words or not, but he just kept holding the child's hand and saying that.

  Xiao Ye stood far away, looking at the child lying on the bed. The child was about three or four years old, with a purplish face and gasping for air. He lay on the bed, his hands desperately scratching his neck, his eyes rolled back, and his mouth and nose emitted loud gasping sounds like a bellows.

  Seeing this situation, that child is likely to run out of air soon. Wei Jun sighed and said: "We must send him to the hospital immediately for a tracheotomy."

  One of the conductors glanced at them and, seeing that Wei Jun also understood some medical skills, said: "The nearest station is now Deep Sea, but it's still a 20-minute drive. This child...” The conductor also sighed and shook his head helplessly.

  Looking at the fragile little life lying on the bed, Wei Jun gently pulled down Xiao Yu and whispered: "How is it, do you have a way?" Although Wei Jun's voice was very small, it was still heard by others in the private room. The eyes of several people in the house turned to Xiao Yu, especially the child's grandfather looked at him with a hopeful face.

  He had only come to take a look and had no intention of getting involved in such matters. He had taken a glance at the child's condition from afar, and the child's life was already hanging by a thread. Xiao Yu opened his eyes of death, and the child's dying aura was already very strong, and it was still increasing. However, he really didn't want to get entangled in such matters. With critically ill patients like this, one might accidentally cause their death, and in today's society, one would be afraid of getting into trouble even if they tried to save them. Cases like ** and Xu Yunhe, where compensation could amount to tens or hundreds of thousands, made him worry that if something went wrong, he and his mother living in the small county town would not be able to afford it even if they sold all their belongings. This was also the reason why Xiao Yu had not spoken up until now.

  Seeing Xiao Yu's hesitation, the old man seemed to understand his concerns and knelt down on the ground with a 'thud', begging bitterly: "Young brother, please save this child! If we don't save him now, he won't be saved. Please save him! Even if you can't save me, I won't blame you, everyone here can bear witness, please...".

  He glanced at the old man and then at the child lying on the bed, took a deep breath, and thought to himself: "Whether he can be saved depends on his fate."

  Xiao Yu walked to the bedside and first took the child's pulse, then quickly removed the child's top, taking a look at the left intercostal space, where the child had an obvious indentation every time they inhaled.

  Seeing this depression, Xiao Yu was certain that this was a clear case of asphyxia caused by accidentally inhaling foreign objects into the airway, causing airway obstruction. If the patient's asphyxiation is not improved immediately, the patient will soon die from hypoxia.