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Chapter 117 Altitude 5190 (3/4)(2/2)

While speaking, the policeman took off his police cotton jacket and carefully covered the man lying on the ground. He was shivering by the strong wind.

Lao Liu leaned over and saw a young man who looked at at most in his twenties lying on the ground. However, the young man's condition is obviously not good now. His face showed a strange earth-gray color, and his lips were even more of a blue-purple color that made people feel a little scared, which was obvious cyanosis.

The young man was lying on the ground, his mouth opened and closed, like a fish thrown on the shore. The most important thing was that he coughed from time to time, and some pink foam phlegm appeared on the corner of his mouth...

The young man's symptoms immediately made Old Liu's heart skip.

After staying in the plateau for so long, he has been in contact with dozens of high-resistance patients almost every day. How can he not know what the young man is now?

This is a typical acute altitude sickness, and it has even reached a state of extremely critical pulmonary edema.

At this time, a man in his thirties who looked like the captain of the construction team said anxiously: "Comrade Police, I don't know that Xiao Luo will have such a serious altitude sickness. Before coming up today, Xiao Luo said that he had already survived the altitude sickness. It would be fine to go to five thousand, so I brought him up. If I knew that he was like this, I wouldn't have taken him here to build the construction...

The men next to them were also a little scared and discussed.

These men all speak Mandarin with a strong Bashu accent. Obviously, the members of this small construction team are all from Bashu.

The policeman glared at the man and said heartbrokenly: "Look, you have been on the plateau for a long time, why don't you even know the most common sense? You just said that this young man has only been to the plateau for two weeks. If you pass by Nao or do a short stay here, it's not a big problem, but you came up for construction. You stayed at such a high altitude for so long and still did physical work. Do you really think that this young man is Iron Man! It's such a nonsense! Did you call an ambulance?"

The construction team leader nodded quickly.

"Oh, look at his symptoms, let me leave my fate to fate!" The police officer shook his head slightly.

The knowledgeable police officer obviously knew exactly what the young man was facing in front of him. To put it no exaggeration, the sickle of the god of death is now resting on the young man's neck!

Old Liu turned around and ran towards his car.

He also knew very well that this young man might not be able to hold on to the ambulance. Even if the ambulance came, the rescue time would probably not be enough. From here to the county town, it would take at least one and a half hours. The young man is now cyanotic, for such a long time...

When Lao Liu returned there with a bottle of spring water, the policeman had already brought a small oxygen cylinder and was sucking oxygen for the young man. However, it seemed that the effect was not very good.

There were two men next to me who were crying in a hurry. Who wouldn’t know how terrifying this kind of acute pulmonary edema is! Inhaling oxygen is just to do your best...
Chapter completed!
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