The scream was not far from Ye Qing. Looking back, Ye Qing found that not far away, the place where people could get free juice was in chaos. Many customers were screaming in horror.
The nearby shopping guides and male employees heard the screams and quickly put down their things and ran over.
Ye Qing also quickly ran over and squeezed into the crowd with the advantage of his size.
However, the scene he saw caused his heart to jump to his throat with a thump.
The cute little girl who reminded him not to eat inside was lying in pain next to the display table. Her left hand was stuck in the large juicer with the plastic casing removed.
Before Ye Qing left, the supermarket staff were demonstrating to customers how to clean the stainless steel liner and the winch wheel, but in less than ten seconds, how could this happen?
"Nian Nian, my Nian Nian!" The little girl's mother was in tears at this time, lying in front of her daughter in horror and despair.
"Don't blame me, really don't blame me." The female employee who demonstrated the machine was also scared and her face turned white: "I just pressed the button for the cleaning function. The little girl just slipped and fell on the machine."
The crowd was full of panicked voices like "Oh my God, this is over".
Several employees who heard the news and came over panicked when they saw the situation and said to call 120.
Another employee quickly ran to the hardware area, grabbed a common toolbox and tried to open the machine with a screwdriver.
A trace of bright red blood slowly seeped along the end of the winch wheel. The little girl had forgotten the pain and looked at her left hand in disbelief.
Her mother was crying in despair, making her a little overwhelmed. She looked at the uncles and aunts around her for help, and then met Ye Qing's eyes full of heartache.
"Spread out!" Ye Qing yelled at a large group of people who wanted to squeeze in to see.
The crowd that was squeezing in was shocked by Ye Qing's roar and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Ye Qing quickly looked at the screws on the machine, picked up the screwdriver from the toolbox next to him, and followed the employee who grabbed the toolbox to remove the plastic casing.
"Quick, go find a bandage or a rubber band and bind her arm to prevent excessive blood loss." Ye Qing roared as he dismantled the shell.
Those who worked in the mechanical processing industry would often hear many examples of machines injuring people. It turned out that he had encountered it in his own factory. He had heard his workers and his father talk about it a lot.
The design of this juicer was considered safe, but because the employee was demonstrating how to operate it, the plastic cover was removed and the cleaning button was pressed, causing the winch inside to rotate.
With several coincidences coming together, an unexpected accident happened.
While Ye Qing felt heartache, he could only pray that the power of the grinder inside was not too high.
The little girl's mother burst into tears and begged Ye Qing for help.
Another two male employees came over to help. They slowly lifted the machine so that Ye Qing could remove the base. The bandages used to slow down the bleeding were also fastened, and the onlookers were dialing 120.
But more than half of the little girl's hand had been brought into the stainless steel cylinder. After Ye Qing removed the base, he found that the winch was completely stuck in the stainless steel cylinder, and both ends were fixed by triangular pillars.
This type of winch was not the common helical blade structure, but rather a drill with several grooves inside. After all, its main function was to squeeze, not cut.
Ye Qing used a pair of pliers to clamp down on the winch and tried to gently reverse the winch. Usually, things that were caught by the helical winch could be removed by reversing it.
But he did not know how this winch was designed. Ye Qing slowly increased the force, but the winch did not move at all.
Not daring to try again, Ye Qing quickly cut off the motor wire, and then removed the motor's screws. This way, he could remove the stainless steel cylinder.
He carefully looked at the motor logo on the shelf, and then took the machine next to him, tried the cleaning button, and observed the rotation speed of the winch.
From his initial observation, there were two fortunate things.
One was that the little girl's left hand was brought into the winch through the palm of her hand. If it had followed the back of her hand, the bones of her fingers would have been broken.
The second was that the amount of blood loss was not too big, indicating that the little girl's injury was not as serious as imagined.
A man with a manager's name tag ran over, sweating profusely. An employee had already reported the situation to him through the walkie-talkie. He first scolded the female employee, and then comforted the child's parents, saying that they would take full responsibility.
"The situation is not that bad. When the cleaning function is activated, the motor rotates slowly. This type of speed regulating motor has very low voltage when it rotates slowly, so it won't cause too much damage. "
Ye Qing gave the little girl a determined look: "Send her to the hospital first and let the doctor make a judgment based on the situation. One of you come and hold her hand. I'll drive her to the hospital."
A male employee volunteered to hold the little girl's wrist in one hand and the thick stainless steel cylinder in the other. Ye Qing held the little girl in his arms and quickly ran to the parking lot of the building across the street.
This place was more than ten miles away from the Zhongyun People's Hospital. The incident only happened a few minutes ago, it would be a problem if the ambulance was not on the way. Undoubtedly, his Lagonda would buy him more time.
"Thank you big brother." The little girl curled up in Ye Qing's arms, her face a little pale. The pain from her hand made her unable to hold back her tears.
"You're welcome, little girl, what's your name?"
"My name is An Shinian, big brother … my hand … will be fine right." An Shinian wiped her tears with her other hand, biting her lips.
"Definitely, I've checked, it's not serious." Ye Qing gave her a determined look.
An Shinian's mother staggered behind, completely out of her wits.
The sweaty supermarket manager took two employees to another car to the hospital.
Crossing the road, ignoring the surprised looks of the pedestrians, Ye Qing ran to his car and let the supermarket employee and the little girl sit in the back seat.
Everyone sat down, Lagonda instantly roared out, the roar of the engine made the alarms of the nearby parked cars ring.
Running two red lights in a row, Lagonda only took 17 minutes to reach the Zhongyun People's Hospital.
Right now it's working hours, the hospital is fully staffed. As soon as they entered the outpatient hall, several nurses ran over to greet them.
The stainless steel cylinder blocked the X-ray, making it impossible to observe the bone damage. An Shinian was directly sent into the operating room, Ye Qing and his group were blocked outside the door.
Inside the operating room, the operating room nurse changed the special bandage, picked up a pair of scissors and cut off An Shinian's left sleeve. Two doctors wearing surgical gowns came in from the disinfection room, carefully examining the hand that was stuck in the stainless steel cylinder. They found that the grinding wheel and the cylinder were very tightly fitted, with triangular pillars at both ends.
Like Ye Qing, the doctors first tried to reverse the grinding wheel, but the grinding wheel didn't move, and An Shinian also didn't feel the grinding wheel move.
Using a medical endoscope, the doctors examined the other end of the stainless steel cylinder, and found that the damage to An Shinian's finger wasn't serious, it was just that the grinding wheel was tightly clamped, and now the finger had turned blue from lack of blood.
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