Dozo America

There was no splatter of blood, but bright red flesh emerged from the blackened wound. When the bleeding stopped, the pilot widened his eyes and looked at Zhen Fan in disbelief. In fact, traditional Chinese medicine uses acupuncture to stop bleeding, and anesthesia is already available in the United States.

One of the medical methods used clinically in re-operation is relatively speaking, which is still a bit unbelievable to ordinary Americans.

"I need a bandage!"

Zhen Fan shouted loudly to the pilots who had no reaction.

"I have it!" The pilot suddenly woke up when Zhen Fan drank, and immediately said, "I have it, wait, I will get it right away!" After saying that, he rushed to the side and took out several rolls of bandages from a silver-white box.

, stumbled over.

"I took these from the plane, along with some anti-inflammatory drugs and morphine." The pilot came over, knelt down on the sand, and handed over the bandage.

"Thank you, Zoe. You have learned nursing and covered his wounds. There is a woman over there. I will go over there and have a look!" Zhen Fan said to the somewhat helpless Zoe, "Don't look at it, you

Okay, just treat him as a patient in my clinic, it’s nothing special, look at me, Zoe, you can do it!”

"Yes, yes, I can!" Zoe nodded and hurriedly removed the bandage, almost dropping the bandage on the ground. It was obvious that she was still a little panicked.

"Zoe, look at him, he needs your help! Okay? Take a deep breath, yes, believe me, you can help him! Without you, he will die!" Zhen Fan put a hand on Zoe's shoulder

, looked at her, stood up, and said to Pattaya who was open-mouthed at the side, "Follow me and be my helper!"

"Okay...ok!" Pattaya stammered. She got up and followed Zhen Fan.

"I don't know your name yet!" Zhen Fan turned to face the pilot, "I need the things you mentioned, morphine, a knife, anti-inflammatories and bandages."

"Yes, sir, I'll get it right away!" The pilot quickly turned around and just took two steps. He turned back to Zhen Fan and said, "Danny, my name is Danny Bischl. I belong to this plane.

Pilot."

"I can see it! Your uniform told me that!" Zhen Fan pointed at him, and then walked quickly towards an injured middle-aged black woman not far away.

"Help me, I may be dying!"

The middle-aged black woman looked at Zhen Fan with hope. She was lying on the beach. She stretched out her hand tremblingly. The other hand covered her chest, where a long and deep gash was cut.

He was very fat, and although the wound was deep, not even the fat layer was cut open.

"May I have your name?"

Zhen Fan pressed her wound with one hand. There was not much bleeding there, and there was no internal blood accumulation, so the injury was not serious. Of course, that is if it could be guaranteed that it would not cause tetanus.

"Ashley Sewell!" the black middle-aged woman murmured, spreading her limbs. Her body was shaking a little, "Are you a doctor?"

"Yes, I am a doctor, so... don't worry, I will save you!"

"Thank you, thank you, God bless me, I met a doctor in this desperate place!" Ashley Sewell's eyes were filled with tears. She didn't know whether it was from pain or because she got help from the doctor.

"So you'll be fine!"

At this time, Danny Bischl ran over. He was holding a large bag of items in his arms. Beside Zhen Fan, he took off his uniform, exposed his vest, spread the uniform on the beach, and took out the items.

Put it all on the uniform.

"It's all here!"

"Thank you very much, Mr. Bischl!" Zhen Fan said to Pattaya, "pass me the anti-inflammatory powder!"

"Is this it?"

Pattaya rummaged around in her uniform. Danny Bischl quickly found it and handed it to Zhen Fan. Pattaya blushed a little.

"Is there anything I can do?" Danny Bischl looked at Zhen Fan.

"It's best to find as many things as possible in the cabin, including food, water and some small things. Everything we need can be used!" Zhen Fan cleaned Ashley Sewell's wounds and went to the cabin.

Sprinkle anti-inflammatory powder on the wound and tear off the bandage.

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Danny Bischl looked at the wreckage of the plane and ran over quickly. There were many life-saving materials and daily necessities in the cabin of the plane. He had to find them.

There are already people rummaging in the cabin, and some people are running out of the broken cabin carrying some food and water.

"Okay, Ms. Sewell, your wound has been treated. I will carry you to a dry place over there to lie down for a while. I will keep watching you and change your dressing until you fully recover." Zhen Fan

Carefully pick up Sevier Ping, without disturbing her wounds.

It has to be said that this fat and dark woman's body is very heavy, especially when Zhen Fan has almost exhausted his energy, this feeling is even stronger. Place Sewell near the woods, where it is more gloomy.

It also prevents the wound from being exposed to the sun.

"God praises you, my dear, I don't know your name yet!" Sewell was filled with gratitude. She had gradually calmed down from the shock. Zhen Fan's treatment of her wounds made her feel at ease as much as possible.

Then I was full of gratitude to this young Asian.

"Fan Zhen, remember, if you need anything, just call my name loudly and I will rush over after hearing it!" Zhen Fan touched Sevier's forehead and patted it. This action made Sevier very happy.

Peace of mind.

"Pattaya, take these things and follow me!"

"Okay, Zhen!" Pattaya quickly picked up the medicines in her uniform and followed Zhen Fan. Over there, Zoe had already bandaged the young man. She began to calm down and tried to remember.

With their own professional skills.

"Okay, young man, I'll bandage it for you. You stay here well and don't be disturbed. I'll be back soon. I have to find some anti-inflammatory medicines for internal use. God knows Mr. Bischl will

You won't find those!" Zoe wiped the sweat from her forehead and pushed a strand of hair hanging down to her ears.

"Thanks--"

The young man who was about to faint from the pain suddenly said something to Zoe.

Zoe stood up, smiled at him, and then ran towards the broken cabin. She had to find some anti-inflammatory drugs, if the young man could survive it.

Zhen Fan kept treating the injured, some of whom were only slightly injured. However, their hysterical cries were just fear of the crash, so they had to be calmed down.

The sun gradually sets in the west.

After handling more than a dozen wounded people, Zhen Fan was a little exhausted. On the other side, the captain and several pilots were gathering people and materials. Some people lit a fire on the beach, and the dancing flames gradually turned the already dark beach.

It's illuminated again.

Zhen Fan walked towards the older captain, who was about fifty years old.

"Hello, Mr. Captain, my name is Fan Zhen. I am a doctor!"

"Jonathan Ross, I know you saved many people, I've seen them all!" The captain looked at Zhen Fan gratefully. The two shook hands tightly. "It's my duty to pay tribute to you." He said

The other hand gently took off the hat.

"I need to move the wounded to the fire. This is very important to them. In addition to the slightly injured, we now have five seriously injured. Some of them are seriously injured. I don't know if they can survive it!"

Zhen Fan felt a little heavy. Although as a Taoist, he had a thorough understanding of life and death, but when he really faced the death of these innocent people, he felt some pity from the bottom of his heart.

"No problem! I'll let them do it." Jonathan Ross nodded happily and pointed to the crowd that had gathered around the fire. "We have twenty-one people left here, and a dozen are dead.

, there are thirteen men left here, including the two of us, and the rest are women and children."

"I'll wait for you over there!" Zhen Fan nodded and walked towards the sick and wounded.

Jonathan Ross led ten people over, but a few men did not come over. They just watched from a distance and lingered by the fire.

The sick and wounded were carried to the fire one by one. A woman covered them with the clothes they picked up, and two or three men were nibbling food, which they found from the cabin.

"Zhen, he has a high fever!" Zoe knelt on the sand, applying a cold towel to the young man's forehead from time to time, and wiping his body. She unbuttoned the young man's shirt, revealing his fair upper body.

The young man had already passed out after his death, and relying only on anti-inflammatory powder obviously could not prevent the young man's wounds from worsening.

"I know, Zoe, you did a great job!"

Zhen Fan gently patted Zoe's shoulder. Then he asked someone to carry the young man to the fire. Now that his energy was exhausted, he could only use simple physical cooling methods to lower the young man's temperature.

A person has a high fever. If he can survive until tomorrow and recover by himself, he may be able to save his life.

Next to the fire, a group of people were sitting with their own thoughts. Some people spread their clothes on the beach and curled up, some hugged each other to keep warm, and some women and children couldn't help sobbing softly.

Everyone was dressed in rags and dirty, but no one paid any attention to it.

Zhen Fan checked the five seriously injured people again, and then looked at those with minor injuries, and then sat down tiredly on the clothes Zoe had laid out, which Zoe had picked up from the cabin.

She didn't find any anti-inflammatory potion, but she found some clothes and blankets.

She also gave the blankets to Pattaya and Eldis. The father and daughter were tightly wrapped in a blanket and sat next to Zhen Fan. Pattaya glanced at Zhen Fan.

This man shocked her today no less than this plane crash. His resolute face, bold words and deeds, and his superb skills made this little girl look at him with admiration.

"Doctor Zhen!" At this time, Captain Ross waved to Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan patted Zoe who was wrapped in a blanket, stood up, and walked towards him.

"Doctor Zhen, thank you very much for what you did today!" Captain Ross and Zhen Fan hugged each other gently, "I think you must have the right to know that our current situation is not very good!"

Several pilots gathered next to Captain Ross. Danny Bischl nodded: "Yes, we don't have much fresh water left now. We may run out tomorrow morning. We also have food, which is all here. Except for their..." He pointed to three men sitting there not far away, holding cardboard boxes in their arms.

These are the guys who took the opportunity to grab food and water.

"Tomorrow, if we can't get rescue, we have to look for food and water, so we want to hear your opinion!" After this experience, Captain Ross naturally regarded Zhen Fan as their consciously organized manager Become a member of the team.

Zhen Fan gained their respect from the bottom of their hearts with his actions. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!