Shall we go to open up the wasteland together tomorrow?

Backyard Dining in the Wizard of Oz.

A fat, half-century-old man was lying on the ground with his hands covering his neck. His face was red from holding back his face and his expression was in pain.

Four or five guys were busy picking at the old man's mouth.

It looked like he was choking.

"How did you get in? Get out quickly, get out quickly."

"Stop causing trouble and get out."

As soon as they saw Ethan and Emma coming in, the two guys stood up and started going outside.

"Hey, wait, I'm a doctor, let me take a look."

As soon as Ethan finished speaking, not only the guy, but also Emma next to him looked at him in surprise.

"Doctor? Where's your badge?"

The older guy looked at the young boy with a childish face in front of him suspiciously.

"(⊙o⊙)...uh~"

Ethan was speechless.

In this world, a doctor is commonly referred to as a pharmacist, because a doctor's main responsibility is to make medicines.

Everyone who passes the pharmacist exam will receive a pharmacist badge, and Ethan has not taken the exam yet, so where can he get it.

"Hmph, human lives are at stake, so don't make things worse."

He could see Ethan's hesitation at a glance and knew that this young man was not a pharmacist.

"Boss! Boss!"

One of the guys suddenly shouted.

The old man seemed to be about to lose consciousness.

"Anyway, it's like this. A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor. Let him try it."

Emma on the side said a little bit aggrieved.

The older guy was also panicked at this time.

The little girl's words are rude but not rude.

"You come in."

When Ethan heard this, he rushed over in one stride.

I saw that the old man's face was red with purple, his eyes were slightly closed, and mucus was overflowing between his mouth and nose, which must have been caused by vomiting just now.

On a table not far away, a plate of meatballs fried to golden brown exudes an alluring aroma.

Sure enough, it was acute respiratory foreign body obstruction that made breathing impossible.

Improper operation in situations like this can lead to death.

Ethan first opened the old man's eyelids, and his pupils were condensed, bloodshot, and slightly covered with cataracts.

He was lucky that he probably hadn't lost consciousness yet.

The waiters were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, pacing back and forth.

In the current situation, not to mention that they are not pharmacists, even if real pharmacists come here, they may not be able to save the day.

Because the respiratory tract is extremely narrow, the field of vision is extremely poor, and the suffocation situation is very urgent. Faced with such a situation, I am afraid that even a real pharmacist will be helpless.

I wonder if taking medicine is useful in this situation.

This is what’s wrong with the world’s medical system.

"You guys help me lift him up."

The guys were about to retort, but they met Ethan's firm gaze and chose to obey for no reason.

The two people helped the boss to his feet. At this time, he was breathing out more and taking in less air.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Ethan hugged the old man from behind, put his hands around his abdomen, and folded his hands.

Ethan repeatedly squeezed the old man's body with his chest and hands.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Three brief but powerful collisions.

"call!"

A ball came out of the old man's mouth and hit the opposite wall, turning into a ball.

"Suck...suck."

The old man suddenly woke up.

Like a deflated balloon, taking a sharp breath, it suddenly returned to its original shape.

"Cough cough~breathe~breathe~"

His expression quickly returned, and his eyes began to open slightly. He fell into a deep sleep soon after, and he should be fine.

Ethan sat on the ground, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a smile on his face.

"You really are a pharmacist."

Emma handed Ethan a glass of water, and the latter nodded in thanks.

"I'm not a pharmacist, I just learned medical skills for a few days."

Ethan smiled bitterly.

"Then what happened just now..."

Emma imitated Ethan's movements, well, it was a little shameful.

"The Heimlich maneuver."

After speaking, he added.

"Well, a secret technique."

Emma looked suddenly enlightened: "Let me tell you, I haven't seen any pharmacist who can treat this disease."

Sure enough, the medical skills in this world are amazing. They can instantly restore wounds to their original state, but they cannot remove foreign objects from the respiratory tract.

Ethan didn’t explain either, what should he say?

The Heimlich maneuver compresses the chest and abdomen to increase the internal pressure and bulge out foreign objects?

Then explain to her what pressure is?

Explain another standard atmospheric pressure?

Even give her a mercury column test?

nonexistent.

It seems he still has a lot to do.

"Gulu~"

Emma's little face turned red.

Ethan chuckled.

"Emma, ​​let me treat you to dinner."

Anyway, Mr. Ockham probably won't wake up for a while, and it won't be the same when he comes back in the afternoon.

Emma had been working as a guide all morning, so it was not too much to treat someone to a meal.

"Okay~"

Emma's little head is like a chicken pecking at rice.

"What should we eat? Let me think about it."

Ethan pointed at the table mischievously.

"How about croquettes."

"Hungry... vomiting."

Finally, under Emma's forcible intervention, they arrived at a small dessert shop three streets away.

I didn't expect that this road-crazy girl in front of me could find such a remote shop.

"Um... aren't you a road idiot?"

Ethan asked uncertainly.

Emma rolled her eyes, curled her lips, scooped up a large spoonful of cream cake and stuffed it into her mouth, looking very happy.

She pursed her lips: "I know all the delicious desserts in Turing City, and people nicknamed her Dessert Little Master."

It turned out that she was a road idiot + a foodie, so scary.

Suddenly Ethan glanced at a badge on Emma's body, and the badge was the school emblem of Flo University.

"Are you a student of Flo University?"

"Of course, I am a sophomore student of Flo University."

"Sophomore, you are so young."

"18."

"18?!"

Ethan looked at the petite girl in front of him, 18 years old to develop like you?

He didn't expect that Emma in front of him was two years older than him.

"Then... when is the registration time for Flo University?"

Emma's bright eyes were shining.

"You want to register for Flo University?"

Ethan nodded.

"Great, then you've asked the right person."

Emma carefully put down the fork of the dessert cake and danced with joy.

"I'm a member of the student union, you can find me to sign up!"

Seeing her excitement, Ethan had a bad feeling.

"Call me senior first~"

...

"Bilibili~"

The Flo University badge on Emma's body flashed, and she didn't care.

After a while, a loud noise was heard outside the house.

Followed by the sound of debris colliding.

The two walked out of the dessert house and saw the store door not far away. The originally neat goods were now in a mess.

A little head popped out from a pile of messy goods. He shook his head a little confused, until he saw Emma, ​​and waved his hand with golden eyes.

Emma covered her little face, looking like she didn't want to admit it.

But the boy didn't seem to care. He shouted loudly: "Sister, come and help me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air...

Disappeared...

The store staff stood there in confusion, at a loss, and then turned their attention to Ethan and Emma...

Two hours later, the goods were neatly stacked again.

To be honest, it was more tiring than opening up wasteland in the foggy world.

Ethan and Emma didn't care whether the ground was clean or not, and lay on the ground panting.

At this time, a figure suddenly blocked the light, and a smiling little boy appeared in front of them.

"Hello, I'm Emma's younger brother, my name is Bidwen."

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