Um……

There are gunshot wounds?!

Seeing the old man having a scar left after being shot on his chest, Chu Lingyun paused slightly and then ignored him.

Saving people is important!

He reached out and pressed his hand on the old man's lungs, and an internal force slowly entered his body with his palms.

At the same time, his other hand gently pressed and massaged the old man's chest in a regular manner.

After only half a minute, the old man's breathing gradually stabilized.

Seeing that the old man had improved, Chu Lingyun looked up and said to the people around him, "Okay, don't surround him. The old man has an asthma attack and needs fresh air. Everyone should try to retreat a little to let the air circulate."

When the people around him heard this, they cooperated very much.

But one by one, there was surprise in his eyes looking at Chu Lingyun.

They also know about asthma. It’s okay to say that it’s mild, but it’s very dangerous if it’s severe or severe.

It is often a very dangerous thing to deal with urgently without professional drugs.

Unexpectedly, he just gave a simple massage on the old man's chest, and the old man recovered.

Could it be...he has any special massage techniques that can treat asthma urgently?!

Just as they were puzzled, the old man slowly opened his eyes and his breathing seemed to be much smoother, no longer like he had broken a bellows as before.

At that moment, the old man felt that his breathing was getting more and more difficult and he was about to suffocate.

Just when he thought he was doomed this time, he suddenly felt a warm feeling in his chest, then his whole body trembled, and his whole body relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, this feeling spread throughout the chest cavity, the suffocation dissipated without a trace, and then the breathing gradually became smooth.

"Old man, are you okay?" Chu Lingyun asked with a smile after seeing the old man awake, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

The old man looked at the young face in front of him and missed the surrounding environment. He was stunned for a moment, and asked in a hesitant tone: "Young man, did you save me just now?"

"Yes, it's the young man in front of you who saved you." The person next to him had just answered the old man's question before Chu Lingyun could speak.

Seeing that the old man had no problem, Chu Lingyun helped him up from the ground and asked again: "Old man, can you leave by yourself now?"

"Young man, thank you!" The old man stood up and patted the dust on his body, and said with a smile, "If it weren't for you, I guess my life would have been thrown here."

"I happened to meet, it was a fate!" Chu Lingyun smiled and pointed to the gunshot wound on his chest, "Old man, are you injured?"

He looked down at his chest, and the old man shook his head gently and said casually: "Oh, I stayed when I was fighting with the Japanese before."

"Oh, it turns out that the old man is an old hero! He is so disrespectful!" Chu Lingyun, who is also a soldier, looked in awe.

The old man looked at Chu Lingyun with a smile and nodded with satisfaction: "Young man, I see that you also have a military aura. I guess you are a soldier too?"

"Well, after being a soldier for a few years, it's not as good as a veteran like the old man who has been through the battlefield." Chu Lingyun smiled faintly and then asked:

"My grandpa, your asthma is probably caused by your gunshot injury, right? But why don't you carry medicine with you? This disease occurs and it is very dangerous if you don't take medicine in time."

The old man suddenly smiled bitterly: "I brought it when I went out, but when I was having an asthma attack, I realized that the medicine on my body had fallen. "

Chu Lingyun nodded: "Then you must pay attention to it in the future! If possible, it is best to prepare two copies for emergencies."

The old man said deeply: "Well! I'll remember it if you are prepared or not. I will pay special attention to it in the future."

Then, the old man looked at Chu Lingyun with gratitude and asked, "Young man, my name is Yan Zhenshan. You saved my life today, I have to thank you very much. By the way, can you tell me your name?"

Chu Lingyun smiled and said, "My name is Chu Lingyun, just call me Xiao Chu. There is no need to thank you or something, it's just a simple task. What's more, you are an old senior. You are deeply honored to be able to meet you."

"Haha!" Yan Zhenshan smiled heartily, and then said, "You have saved me. If you don't show it, my old friends will probably scold me to death."

When Chu Lingyun was about to say no, Yan Zhenshan grabbed his arm and said with a smile:

"I know what you want to say, but you can listen to me first. Although I also want to express your life-saving grace, my family is not rich enough, so I can only make a point. Otherwise, let's have a couple of drinks?"

Yan Zhenshan said while using his other hand to gesture about drinking, and even cooperated with his expression.

Chu Lingyun's eyes were strange: "Uh...drink two glasses? Old man, you can't drink alcohol when you are sick!"

"Ah! You can see all this?" Yan Zhenshan was stunned and looked at Chu Lingyun in disbelief.

He came out alone today and felt a little greedy for alcohol, so he came out with his family on his back and wanted to drink for a few sips.

Chu Lingyun said seriously: "Well! I discovered your problem when I was taking your pulse just now. If you drink alcohol, the asthma will be aggravated again. And it will become more and more serious, and the medicine may not be effective at that time."

Hearing this, Yan Zhenshan felt aroused in his heart, and when he recalled that he had an asthma attack, it was the extraordinary young man in front of him who was rescued.

By the way, the hot stream on my chest just now must have been made by him, right?

This is not simple!

"Haha, I didn't expect that my friend was so young and his medical skills were so amazing. It was really not simple, not simple!" Yan Zhenshan exclaimed sincerely.

"You're always too rewarded." At this point, Chu Lingyun thought for a while before continuing, "Old man, your asthma is not impossible to cure. If the treatment is cured, you can still drink two sips."

"What? Really?" Yan Zhenshan asked with a look of surprise.

Chu Lingyun nodded: "Of course it's true. Can you still lie to you?! However, your illness has been a bit old for a long time. If you want to cure it, it will not be cured in one or two times."

"Old man, why not do this. I'll give you the phone number. If you have time, take the time to come to my house and I'll treat you. It's probably only three or four times to completely cure it."
Chapter completed!