Chapter 2326 First Aid
Alem washed it over and over again, scrubbing it several times before wiping away the sticky sweat and grease, changing into a set of clean clothes, and spraying himself with some perfume.
When he looked in the mirror, he could hardly believe his eyes. In the past, his skin was dark and yellow, like a mixture of white, yellow, and black. Now in the mirror, his skin was that of an orthodox white person. , white and healthy.
Alem appeared in the guest room with a brand new white skin. Under the shocked eyes of the bodyguards, he ran out of the room and went to find an old friend next door.
Liszt was not surprised at all when he saw Alem, who looked like he had changed his skin. After the doctor, Sweetie, performed acupuncture on him, he also sweated a lot and his skin became several degrees whiter, returning to its healthiest color. .
He was overjoyed, hugging his old friend and celebrating his return to health.
Alem met his old friend and was very happy to thank him. He finally calmed down and found that the little gentleman Milo was blow-drying the doctor's hair. In shock, his mouth was opened wide enough to stuff a big duck egg.
Liston noticed that his old friend suddenly became mute. He followed Alem's gaze and saw that Alem was surprised that Milo was drying the doctor's little sweetheart's hair. He smiled happily.
It is a man's honor to serve women, and it is his greatest honor to serve a doctor's sweetheart.
Milo had the opportunity to serve the doctor's sweetheart precisely because Milo and the sweetheart had a very deep friendship. Otherwise, the sweetheart would not accept the approach of ordinary men.
Liston was rude and did not explain anything to Alem. He sat down happily and enjoyed the beautiful scene of Milo arranging the little sweetheart's hair.
Alem also sat down, his movements somewhat mechanical, and he sat upright, staring intently at the little gentleman Milo and the Oriental doctor.
Milo's concentration was so good that it didn't matter how others stared at him. He happily helped his oriental little friend take care of her beautiful hair.
Watching the bunches of black hair evaporate due to excess moisture under my own care, the hair is smooth and shiny, soft and silky, and I feel an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.
It took about half an hour to finally blow-dry the child's long, wet hair. It was pleasing to the eye to see the long, smooth black hair hanging vertically on the child's back.
"Xiao Lele, your hair is fine. We can go to have dinner beautifully." After completing a major event, Milo rushed back to the bathroom with the hair dryer, washed his hands, and turned around to urge the children.
Le Yun also went to the public health station to wash her hands and clean her face.
Sweetie and Milo both washed their hands, and Liston happily took the lead to lead the way to the restaurant.
Alem sat for about half an hour, experienced the transition from shock to calmness, gathered his mood, thanked the doctor with special gratitude, and accompanied the doctor and the young gentleman Milo to dinner with his old friend.
Classmate Le Xiao treated Mr. Howard Sr. and Mr. Smith equally. Because Milo and Mr. Howard lived in the same hotel, she went to Mr. Howard Sr. to help him see a doctor first, so she had dinner at the hotel where Mr. Smith lived.
If it wasn't for dinner with Mr. Smith, she wouldn't have needed to borrow the hotel bathroom. It would be better if she went directly back to Mr. Green's house after the acupuncture.
Classmate Le is carrying his own small all-purpose backpack and can go wherever he pleases.
Mr. Smith led the guests to the restaurant floor by taking the elevator, surrounded by bodyguards, and was led to a dedicated dining table by the waiter.
Liston, Alem, Milo and Le were sitting at one table, and the bodyguards were sitting at three tables, forming a semi-arc to protect the gentlemen.
Because acupuncture cost more than a dollar, when Mr. Smith and others arrived at the restaurant, it was already past the hotel's peak dining period in the evening, but the restaurant was still crowded, and nearly half of the restaurant was occupied.
When Xiao Le entered the restaurant, he took a cursory glance and basically knew who was dining.
Most of them are hotel guests. Among them, there are three special guests. One is an official business trip, one is an important leader of a large company on a business trip, and one is a wealthy person.
She just glanced at it and didn't pay attention.
The dishes are all pre-ordered in advance, the guests sit down, the waiters pass the meals, and the cold dishes are quickly served before the meal.
After the appetizing cold cuts, the main course followed.
The main course was served, and the four of them chatted in low voices while eating. Alem was so happy that he extended a particularly sincere invitation, saying that when the doctor went to Baja California in Mexico, he must visit Bamonde's house and let him enjoy the meal. As a landlord.
When he knew that the doctor was interested in the saguaro cactus in California, his whole body became brighter. His personal hobby was also particularly fond of saguaro cactus. His family had a large estate between California, M Country, and Baja California, Mexico. Lots of saguaro cactus.
Liston and Milo were also familiar with the saguaro cactus, and the four of them had a lively discussion around the saguaro cactus in the desert.
They were eating and chatting, and when the atmosphere was good, a young boy at a certain table among the guests who were dining in the restaurant suddenly twitched and fell from his chair to the ground, trembling all over and foaming at the mouth.
When the young boy fell to the ground, people at the same table called his name in panic. The neighboring tables were also frightened and called the waiter and suggested calling a medical vehicle.
The waiter ran towards the scene of the accident. Alem Liston, who was chatting happily, ended the conversation because of the commotion in the restaurant. Le Yun put down her knife and fork, picked up her backpack hanging on the back of the chair, and walked quickly towards the direction of the accident.
The child stood up and left his seat. Milo also put down his knife and fork, quickly caught up with the child, and asked: "Xiao Lele, do you know what disease the guest over there is suffering from?"
"A child has epilepsy. He is ill." Le Yun was not surprised at all. The person with epilepsy was the rich one among the three special guests. When she entered the restaurant, she saw a half-year-old child. Suffering from epilepsy.
"Oh." Milo realized clearly that Xiao Lele is a magical little angel. She does not need too many examinations to diagnose a doctor. She can diagnose whether a person is sick just by "looking and smelling". She knows that someone in the restaurant has epilepsy. Not surprising.
Someone suddenly fell ill in the restaurant. Only the guests at the patient's table and adjacent seats were affected and temporarily stopped eating. Guests at other tables were concerned and did not go to watch. The restaurant was in good order.
The waiters in the restaurant had already rushed to the scene of the accident because they had received special training and had experience in dealing with emergencies. They had checked on the child who was lying on the ground, convulsing and foaming, called the ambulance, and notified the hotel manager.
After making the call, he was comforting his family members and the guests at the next table when he saw a handsome young man wearing a white shirt walking over accompanied by an oriental-faced girl wearing a red shirt and slacks.
In April in Cambridge, the temperature is extremely low, and it’s not yet the season to throw away your coats. Almost everyone in the restaurant is wearing spring and autumn clothes, and the beauty-loving ladies wear short-sleeves and windbreakers.
The handsome young man and the girl with an oriental face are dressed in thin clothes, but they feel extremely natural.
The waiter asked politely: "Miss, sir, do you need my help?"
"Sir, we don't need help. My friend is here to help give the patient first aid. My friend is studying for a doctorate in medicine at Trinity College, Cambridge University. He is a little angel who specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases. He has obtained a medical certificate issued by the World Health Organization. Medical license to practice medicine worldwide ”
Milo is polite, gentlemanly and elegant, and acts as a spokesperson for his children. His children like medicine but don't like to socialize.
He took the certificates that the children took out and showed them to the waiters and the patient's family members to check whether they were genuine or not. They included a Cambridge University student ID card and a medical master's certificate, as well as a medical practice certificate and qualification certificate issued by the WHO.
Almost everyone in Cambridge, from ordinary people to people in various service industries, is unaware of the authenticity of the Cambridge University student ID card. The waiter will know it is genuine after just one look at the student ID card.
Knowing that the young gentleman's friend was a doctor of medicine student at Cambridge University, the waiter looked at the Oriental girl and his expression changed: "It is said that there is a medical genius from the East at Cambridge University who completed three different master's courses in one year.< br>
It is said that the medical genius has long black hair that reaches the ground. In college, he was known as the Little Princess Rapunzel and the Little Princess of the East. Is the medical genius in Cambridge this lovely and kind lady? ”
"If you mean Rapunzel from Trinity College, then this is the lady."
Milo was filled with joy when he heard the waiter's description. Look, his child is so amazing. Her reputation as a medical genius has spread to the hotel.
"Oh, this is great, miss, thank you for your hard work!" The waiter's eyes suddenly lit up, and he eagerly led the oriental girl towards the still twitching young boy.
The patient's family members were helpless with their epileptic child and did not dare to move him. They only unbuttoned his coat to prevent suffocation caused by tight clothes. One family member put his hand on the back of the child's head to prevent him from hitting his head during convulsions.
The waiter told the strange young man that the girl was a medical genius specializing in treating difficult and complicated diseases. The family members were full of hope, but also uneasy, worried that the girl was living up to her name.
The waiter took the oriental girl to the sick boy and asked for advice on effective first aid measures.
Le Yun squatted down and massaged several acupuncture points on the young boy's body. The young boy's tight body, which had been twitching and trembling all over, relaxed and finally stopped twitching.
When the child squatted down, Milo, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the child's long hair and held it himself to prevent it from falling to the ground.
The child finally stopped shaking, and the family members took their hands away from under the head and asked earnestly: "Miss, what do we need to do?"
"Paper." Le Yun said, lifted the young boy up, and quickly took off the small suit he was wearing and the thin sweater underneath.
In terms of age, the little boy should have turned ten years old in November last year. He is ten years and four months old this year. He is a mixed-race child. His mother is Caucasian and his father is African.
The family members didn't react. They didn't know what the oriental girl wanted. Milo reacted quickly. He held the child's long hair with one hand and took tissue paper from the table to the child with the other hand.
Le Yun took out a few pieces of paper, wiped the foam from the corners of the young boy's mouth and face, spread the suit he took off on the floor, laid him flat on the clothes, took out the jade box from his backpack, and took a needle to prick the young boy's acupuncture points.
A total of twenty-seven needles were inserted, and then the acupuncture points were poked to let the needle array warm the pulse first.
A group of nine needles floated up and down in an orderly manner. The waiter, the young boy's family and the people at the next table were stunned by this scene. The hotel manager who rushed over also stared blankly.
(End of chapter)