Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1436 Sudden Asphyxia and Shortness of Breath: Return or Continue Flying? (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)
"call out……"

"call out……"

"call out……"

The elderly cadre standing to the side was speechless, his throat filled with a series of strange exhalations.

His face showed some fear at this moment.

Seeing this, Fang Yan immediately took out the sea dragon needle box he had prepared beforehand, and while opening the lid to take out the needles, he said:
"It was the change in air pressure during takeoff that caused the sudden, suffocating gasp!"

The dialect was spoken very quickly, and the people opposite were taken aback, as if they hadn't heard it clearly.

"What plane suffocated?" someone asked.

He repeated in dialect:
"Changes in air pressure during takeoff caused a sudden, suffocating wheezing."

The accompanying officials were completely flustered. They tried to help the elderly cadre, but didn't know where to start.

Fang Yan had already taken three needles out of the sea dragon needle box, and he said:

"Don't panic, let me handle it."

As he spoke, he quickly located the acupoints. This suffocating breathing came on suddenly, and any delay could endanger his life. He had to insert the needles quickly, accurately, and steadily to open the orifices.

The veteran cadre was now unable to speak; the gurgling sounds in his throat grew louder and louder; his face turned from deathly pale to bluish-purple; and his eyes were wide open, revealing a hint of despair.

His hands gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white, and his body twitched slightly due to lack of oxygen.

The flight attendants also heard the commotion. They were trained in first aid and quickly found the oxygen bags on the plane, deftly putting the masks on the veteran's face.

But for some reason, the oxygen didn't seem to have much effect. The old cadre's breathing remained rapid, and his chest heaved more and more violently, as if he might stop breathing at any moment.

"Move aside, don't block the acupoints!" Fang Yan said to the people around him who were scrambling to get out of the way.

The accompanying officials quickly stepped back, making room for Fang Yan to speak.

After locating the acupoint, Fang Yan slightly lowered his wrist, and the first silver needle was precisely inserted into the Tian Tu acupoint on the old cadre's neck.

This is a key acupoint for clearing the airways. The depth of needling must be carefully controlled, as the trachea may be damaged if not handled carefully.

He gently twirled the sea dragon needle with his fingers, and soon a red circle appeared, indicating that he had obtained the Qi.

Immediately afterwards, he inserted a second needle into the Tanzhong acupoint, a key point for relieving chest tightness and regulating Qi.

After obtaining the Qi, he inserted the third silver needle into the Neiguan acupoint on his wrist, which has the effect of calming the mind, soothing the nerves, and clearing the meridians.

After inserting the three silver needles, Fang Yan continuously twisted his fingers to adjust the sensation while observing the veteran cadre's reaction.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Those around him watched as the pilot operated the aircraft in dialect; the only sound in the cabin was the breathing of the retired cadre.

Everyone stood aside, not daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing the dialect.

Other passengers also turned to look and whispered among themselves.

Suddenly, the wheezing sound in the old cadre's throat lessened, the rise and fall of his chest eased, and although his face was still bluish-purple, it was no longer as frightening as before.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the despair in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a clearer look.

"Huff... huff..." The old cadre seemed to finally be able to breathe a few breaths of oxygen smoothly. Although he was still a little short of breath, it was much better than before.

He looked at Fang Yan, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

"Old comrade, don't speak. Take a deep breath first, and wait a while. Once your breathing becomes smooth, you'll feel better." Seeing this, the accompanying cadre knew that the patient had likely been saved.

At this moment, they quickly said to the flight attendant:
"Quickly tell the pilot to land!"

"No," Fang Yan said.

The accompanying official was taken aback and asked:

“Not return? But our old leader has just recovered; what if something happens to him again? We know the hospitals in Taiyuan; they can arrange treatment immediately!” Another cadre beside him chimed in:

"Yes, comrade, safety comes first. A little delay is nothing; the old leader's health is the most important thing!"

He explained to them in dialect:
“Let me do the math. If we return to Taiyuan now, we first need to request dispatch from the control tower. During this time, the plane will have to circle at high altitude and wait for instructions, which will take at least half an hour. During the circling, the air pressure will fluctuate. The old leader’s breathing, which was just pried open with a needle, can easily become disordered again. If he suffers from asphyxiation again, I may not have a second chance to save him.”

He paused, then pointed to the dark night sky outside the window:
"Even if the return flight is successful, the air pressure change during landing is more drastic than during takeoff. The senior leader's heart and lungs are already weak, and he simply cannot withstand this second ordeal. After landing, even with all the green lights, it will take more than an hour to get from the airport to the hospital. If an accident occurs during this time, can you guarantee that there will be emergency medical facilities available?"

"So continuing to fly to Beijing is much more efficient than returning."

"Moreover, there are so many officials on this plane who need to go to Beijing on business. Their business will be delayed if the plane returns."

At this point, the other passengers in the cabin also agreed with Fang Yan's point of view. They did indeed have an important meeting to attend, otherwise they wouldn't have taken a plane.

These days, most officials who take a plane do so because they have an urgent matter.

At this moment, a cadre standing nearby asked Fang Yan:

"Comrade, can you guarantee that nothing will happen to the old leader before he flies to Beijing? We have to be responsible for his safety."

Upon hearing this, Li Chong immediately became displeased and said:
"What are you saying? Our Director Fang is only thinking about this old comrade. What do you mean by 'guaranteeing that nothing will happen in Beijing'?"

Deng Cai, who was standing to the side, also said:
"Comrade, you can't say that! Our Director Fang just risked his life to pull this old comrade back from the brink of death with acupuncture. Now, for his safety and everyone's sake, he suggested not to return. Are you trying to shift the blame onto him?"

These words immediately embarrassed the surrounding officials.

They did think they were speaking in dialect for their own convenience, but considering the situation he described, it is indeed possible.

Fang Yan then said:
“I can’t say there’s absolutely no problem, but I have to say it again: the risk of returning to base is much greater than continuing the flight. I do not recommend or will gamble with the life of this veteran and everyone’s time. All I can tell you is that I will stay by this veteran’s side and keep an eye on his condition.”

At this point, other passengers in the cabin also spoke up, echoing the dialect.

At this point, the veteran cadre had recovered somewhat, and he opened his mouth to utter a single word:

"fly……"

Now those who came with him understood the old cadre's attitude.

"Okay, let's continue flying to the capital!" they quickly agreed.

Then one of the leading cadres said to Fang Yan:

"This... Comrade Xiao Fang, we're entrusting our old leader to you!"

At this moment, a flight attendant standing nearby said:

"Don't worry, he's speaking in a dialect! He's a legendary doctor from the capital!"

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There will be more this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)