Chapter 92

From the reaction of Secretary Deng just now, Zheng Huatang knew that the person Secretary Deng wanted to invite tonight was actually Wu Potian and his girlfriend. Although he still hadn't figured out the reason, how could he easily let this opportunity slip away? When Wu Potian politely declined, he quickly invited again, saying, "Doctor Wu! As the saying goes, it's better to act now than to choose a day. You saved my son, which is like saving me, Zheng Huatang. No matter what, you must give me a chance to thank you. You can't leave first."

Although Wu Potian was not good at refusing, he did not like such social gatherings. When he saw Zheng Huatang invite him again, he decided to decline. However, before he could speak, a woman's cry for help suddenly echoed through the restaurant.

"Help! Someone, please help! Save my husband!"

"Husband! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Hearing the cry for help, Wu Potian turned his head in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged woman sitting on the ground, holding an unconscious middle-aged man in her arms, completely at a loss and tearfully pleading for help from the surrounding guests.

Seeing this, Wu Potian immediately said to Zheng Huatang and the others, "Mr. Zheng! There's a patient over there. I'll go check on him. Let's meet another day when we have time."

Without giving Zheng Huatang and the others a chance to refuse, Wu Potian quickly ran to the middle-aged woman. Seeing that the patient was in a deep coma, he immediately squatted down, held the man's wrist, and said to the woman, "I'm a doctor. I'll examine your husband first."

Wu Potian first took the man's pulse and found that his heart rate was very fast, his blood pressure was dropping, and his breathing was slow with a snoring sound. He quickly checked the patient's pupils and found them dilated, preliminarily diagnosing the patient with acute alcohol poisoning, which was in the most dangerous stage of coma.

"Madam! Did your husband drink a lot of alcohol tonight? And did he mix different types of alcohol? If I'm not mistaken, your husband is suffering from acute alcohol poisoning, and he is in the most dangerous stage of coma. If not treated promptly, he could be at risk of death due to paralysis of the respiratory and circulatory systems."

The term "alcohol poisoning" was not unfamiliar to the middle-aged woman, but she never imagined it could be so severe. She was completely at a loss, her face pale, and she tightly held Wu Potian's hand, crying and pleading, "Doctor! You're right. He drank white wine first and then foreign liquor. No matter how I tried to persuade him, he wouldn't listen. I never thought he would collapse just after getting out of the elevator. Doctor, please save my husband."

Seeing the woman's panic, Wu Potian quickly reassured her, "Madam, please rest assured. Since I've encountered this, I won't stand idly by. However, since this is a public place and I don't have the necessary medication, I can only buy time for him to get to the hospital. Please lay your husband flat on the ground."

Wu Potian then instructed the hotel manager, who had rushed over, "The patient's condition is very critical, but I don't have the medication to treat him. He must be taken to the hospital for emergency treatment. I need to stabilize his vital signs. Please call an ambulance immediately. Also, your hotel should have an oxygen tank for seafood. Please bring one over; the patient needs sufficient oxygen."

After giving the necessary instructions, Wu Potian took out a needle case from his pocket, disinfected the silver needles with alcohol, and unbuttoned the man's shirt. He then inserted nine silver needles into the acupoints around the man's heart at a speed that was impossible for the naked eye to see.

After successfully using the silver needles to protect the patient's heart, Wu Potian focused all his bioenergy on his hands and gently manipulated the nine needles to allow the bioenergy to flow into the patient's body, stabilizing the patient's rapidly beating heart.

At this moment, Wu Potian was fully focused on saving the patient, unaware that among the onlookers, an elderly man in his seventies had clearly seen his needle technique. When he saw Wu Potian successfully insert all nine silver needles into the patient, his eyes flashed with excitement, and his body trembled with excitement. He thought to himself, "The Nine-Needle Technique of the Qilin! I never thought I would see the legendary Nine-Needle Technique of the Qilin!"

"Who is this young man? How can he perform the Nine-Needle Technique of the Qilin, which has been lost for over a hundred years? Who is his master? I never thought that I, Qin Hantian, would have the fortune to meet the inheritor of the Nine-Needle Technique of the Qilin in Han City and even have the chance to witness this miraculous skill."

Since the incident occurred in the hotel, the hotel staff were naturally afraid that the patient might die there, so they were very cooperative with Wu Potian's requests. They quickly brought an oxygen tank and asked Wu Potian, "Doctor! We've already called the ambulance. What should we do now?"

Wu Potian, who was using the silver needles to protect the patient's heart, looked up at the oxygen tank and instructed the manager, "Sir, please insert the oxygen tube into the patient's mouth and slowly open the oxygen tank to ensure that the oxygen can enter the patient's body."

The hotel manager followed Wu Potian's instructions, inserting the oxygen tube into the patient's mouth and instructing his subordinates to slowly open the oxygen tank. However, they found that the oxygen was not entering the patient's lungs but was leaking out through the gaps in his mouth.

Seeing this, Wu Potian immediately realized that the patient could no longer breathe on his own. He switched to performing artificial respiration, but after a series of attempts, he found that the patient's heart rate was not only not returning to normal but was becoming even more chaotic.

At this moment, Wu Potian clearly understood that this was a reaction to insufficient oxygen. Artificial respiration was not very effective, and the only way to prevent the patient from dying due to respiratory failure was to intubate and provide oxygen. Otherwise, the patient would not survive until the ambulance arrived.

Intubation was a challenge for Wu Potian because this was a restaurant, not a hospital. He felt the patient's pulse and realized that the patient's condition was deteriorating. He had to act decisively and instructed the hotel manager, "Sir, please prepare a fruit knife for me and find a new oxygen tube. I need it immediately, or the patient may not survive until the ambulance arrives."