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Nie Changhe kicked the man's thigh with anger, but it was like kicking a stone pillar, and he actually shook his feet painfully.

After the kick, the tall burly man stood still, still pressing his hands his wife's chest, and then bent down to breathe mouth-to-mouth.

Nie Changhe almost exploded.

Seeing that the kick was useless, he pulled out his pistol and shot at the man.

Jiang Mi was resting while breathing, and when he saw this situation, he threw himself on Nie Weidong with a scream, blocking in front of Nie Changhe's muzzle.

"Dad! It's your son! Don't shoot! ”

"Who? My son? ”

Nie Changhe was a little confused.

However, Jiang Mi was in front of the muzzle, and Nie Changhe subconsciously moved the muzzle to the side.

"Dad, this is your youngest son Nie Weidong! He's rescuing Mom! ”

In order to protect his man, Jiang Mi's parents called him very naturally at this time.

Nie Changhe's jaw almost fell to the ground in shock, and he slowly moved over, bending down to look at the man who had just kicked him.

It's really a second boy!

Wei Dong is this a corpse? Or is it a ghost running out to haunt you?

Wrong! What's wrong with my wife? Why is the face bruised and swollen?

"You brute, you go to the side for me! What did you do with your mother? ”

When Nie Changhe saw Liu Mei's miserable appearance, his head exploded in an instant, his mind was lost, and he slapped Nie Weidong's face.

Nie Weidong was finishing two artificial respirations and was about to continue chest heart compressions, but he was hit by his old man with anger and hit his head slightly.

Jiang Mi was about to explain to Nie Changhe again, but saw Nie Weidong suddenly turn around and glared at him angrily, and roared, "Get out!" ”

This sound was like thunder, scaring Nie Changhe to the ground.

Jiang Mi didn't care about Nie Changhe, who was frightened by Nie Weidong's roar, and hurriedly cooperated with Nie Weidong to give Liu Mei artificial respiration.

She thought that Nie Changhe didn't know medicine after all, and he might not be able to accept his adult son giving his mother artificial respiration.

However, Jiang Mi's actions made Nie Changhe, who was in a daze, a little reminiscent.

These two are giving first aid to their wives!

"What's wrong with your mother?"

Nie Changhe crawled over and touched his wife's wrist, and then went to find the artery in the crook of his arm.

He had also learned some first-aid knowledge in the army before.

At this time, seeing that the two of them were busy rescuing each other, they didn't care about answering his words at all, and in a panic and fear, Nie Changhe forcibly ordered himself to calm down and cooperate with the two of them in first aid.

He didn't care about the horror of his son's resurrection from the dead, so he put his hand in the crook of his wife's elbow and touched it, but he didn't feel the fluctuation of the artery, and hurried to touch the carotid artery.

"Yes! There's a heartbeat! ”

Nie Changhe's face was suddenly surprised.

The first did not feel his wife's arterial fluctuations in his wrist and elbow socket, and he almost thought that his wife was hopeless!

Nie Weidong stopped at this time, kneeling down on his mother's chest, listening to whether there was really a heartbeat.

Jiang Mi also stopped, leaned over the end of Liu Mei's nose, and used his sensitive cheeks to test whether Liu Mei was breathing on his own.

"It worked! Your mother is breathing! ”

"It's our mother!"

Nie Weidong raised his head and glared at Jiang Mi reproachfully, then lowered his head to inspect the other injuries on Liu Mei's body.

"There's a blow to the back of the head! Cerebral hemorrhage is not ruled out! Hurry up Jiangmi, arrange for someone to do a cranial CT examination for your mother! ”

At this time, Nie Weidong remembered that he was still a black household who cheated and buried his name, and it was more appropriate for Jiang Mi to come forward to find someone to help.

It's just that he didn't bother to pretend to be someone else, so he directly maintained his tall and mighty figure, and carefully carried his mother to Jiang Mi's ward.

Nie Changhe followed behind his son, helping to hold his wife's arm, while carefully looking at his younger son, who was surrounded by amazing momentum.

He wanted to ask what was going on, but looking at his son Tie Qing's face and purple eyes, he was a little frightened.

This demon king-like son feels like he wants to choose someone to devour!

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