After getting up early and washing up, Jiang Zhixia changed into a set of neat Ge cloth clothes and pants as usual, dressed like a village girl, and went out alone to run along the road by the field.

Jiang Zhixia was running, and he saw two people walking back and forth on the road in front of him. When she saw someone, she slowly ran to the other side of the road, ready to cross over.

At that moment, she saw one of them, one stumbling, as if he had tripped over something, and slowly fell to the ground.

The other man hurriedly half-bent over, as if he was trying to pull the man who was paralyzed on the ground up.

Jiang Zhixia's footsteps slowly stopped, is this a fall?

Uh, can you help or not?

"Bothered girl to take a hand. Lift my husband to my back, and I'll go to the doctor as soon as possible. ”

The man who dragged the man looked to be fifty or sixty years old. He turned his head and saw Jiang Zhixia, and hurriedly asked for help.

The man who was lying on the ground, dressed in fine satin, looked like he was fifty-six years old. Although the figure is not fat, it can be considered strong. No wonder it can't be pulled up.

Jiang Zhixia heard the plea for help and was ready to help. However, when she squatted, she suddenly thought of the short video she watched in her previous life.

So, she put her hand under the old man's nose and tried it, her face changed, and then she felt her pulse again----- it was gone.

"I'm out of gas."

Jiang Zhixia's face was a little pale, and he turned his head to the old servant and said.

"Huh?" When the servant heard this, he immediately knelt down in fright, stretched out his hand tremblingly, put it under his nose, and fell to the ground.

"It's over, it's over. My whole family has been dragged down by me. The old servant cried out.

At this time, a man who went to the field early to weed came in, and he also saw this situation and hurriedly comforted: "Hey, I'll give you a hand and help your master on your back." Hurry up and carry it back. It's no use crying anymore. ”

The old servant was still crying loudly. An old man, crying miserably, makes people look at it, it's so pitiful.

Jiang Zhixia thought about it for a while, and finally couldn't bear it, so he put his hand on his chest and tried it, and there was still some warm breath, so he said, "Don't cry." I can try. ”

After all, this is a human life, and Jiang Zhixia really can't bear to watch it pass in front of his eyes.

She didn't have time to think about it, so she hurriedly said to the old servant, "I can try, but it won't work, I'm not sure." You don't rely on me. ”

"Not bad, not bad. The little brother testified. When the old servant heard that there was a possibility of salvation, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"It's hopeless, is it? It's all out of gas. The man from Shimoda said.

Jiang Zhixia didn't care about that person's muttering.

The golden four minutes of CPR. It's been a minute now, right? I can't afford to delay.

Jiang Zhixia instructed the old servant to lay the old man flat on the ground, untie the old man's collar, tilt the old man's head to the side, and ask him to check whether there was any foreign object in the old man's mouth.

On the other hand, he turned his head to the farmer and said, "I want this big brother to press this old man's chest as I say." ”

Who knows, as soon as he finished saying this, he saw the farmer 'rub' it, rushed out a step away, and refused loudly: "I won't." ”

After refusing, I still muttered in my mouth, all of them are dead, and let me press it, I don't dare to make a difference.

Jiang Zhixia is clear, this is a normal sense of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

She saw the old servant with tears in her eyes again, and thought about it, and if she delayed it any longer, she really couldn't save her.

So, she tried hard to recall the CPR video she had seen in her previous life, knelt beside the old man, crossed her hands on her chest and tentatively pressed down to check if there was any hard object on her chest. Fortunately, the clothes of the ancients were unbuttoned, and the summer clothes were thin, and as soon as you let go, you could feel if there was anything else on your chest.

Jiang Zhixia tried that there was really nothing hard in his chest, so he began to press, and while pressing, he silently counted in his heart.

When she had counted to thirty, she asked the old servant to press the old man's head back, lift his chin, and pinch the old man's mouth.

"You quickly take a deep breath, and then blow it to your master. Blow until you run out of breath yourself. Jiang Zhixia said to the old servant.

"Ah, let me kiss my master?"

The old servant froze.

The farmer, who had taken a big step to dodge, saw that Jiang Zhixia had started to rescue, and came over again. also pulled the two or three people who came to the ground one after another to see the situation, muttering that this old man was dead and out of breath, and this girl had to follow others.

When these people heard this, they were also stunned. Why are you still kissing? Or two big men.

"If you still can't save your master, listen to me."

Jiang Zhixia's voice became stern. There's not much time left, and the old servant is still babbling here.

The old servant was taken aback by Jiang Zhixia's sternness, and quickly took a deep breath, and put his mouth on the old man's mouth.

There were several cold snorts around.

Waiting for the old servant to raise his red face, Jiang Zhixia asked him to take another deep breath and continue to breathe.

After these two artificial respirations were completed, Jiang Zhixia continued to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Jiang Zhixia began to be annoyed that when he saw cardiopulmonary resuscitation in his previous life, he didn't take it too seriously, he just looked at it roughly, and he didn't know if the position and number of compressions were right.

In this way, after Jiang Zhixia pressed it thirty more times, he asked the old servant to give him a breath.

This time, the old servant was familiar with it, and he didn't say much, so he took a deep breath and crossed over.

After repeating this repeatedly, Jiang Zhixia really had no strength for the fourth time.

She has been able to hold on until now thanks to the presence of thieves in the alley last year, and she started running. After running to get a little better in my body, I began to recall the combat exercises I had seen in my previous life when I was losing weight. So, I practiced paradoxically.

I didn't practice kung fu, but my physical fitness was really much stronger.

Rao is like this, now that she has been resuscitated for four times, she can't hold it anymore, her face is flushed, and her face is covered with sweat.

So, she looked at the people around her for help, "Which powerful uncle and big brother, replace me." Just do what I just did, and I'll show you how. ”

However, the four or five people who were surrounded by them all took a step back when they heard this.

"Girl, please save people to the end, and send the Buddha to the west. Other people's methods must not be as good as yours. We will definitely repay you, please. ”

The old servant who had just finished his breath was also worried about others doing it, so he knelt down and kowtowed to her.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhixia had no choice but to blush, and continued to press down with his trembling arms.

Finally, the fifth CPR was done, and the old servant was still blowing.

Jiang Zhixia sat paralyzed on the ground, feeling that it might really be out of play.

She remembered that she had seen cardiopulmonary resuscitation in her previous life, and it was almost enough to do it five times. Now, it must have been four or five minutes to do it, right?

I'll do it two more times, but if you don't realize it, it's probably hopeless.

At this moment, I heard the voice of the old servant crying with joy: "Master, master, are you awake?" ”

Jiang Zhixia looked over and found that the old man's eyes were open, and he looked a little dazed.

She quickly grabbed the old man's wrist and found that there was already a pulse.

"I... What's wrong with me? The old man lying on the ground asked in a hoarse voice, "Why does your chest hurt so much?" ”

Jiang Zhixia shrank back with a weak heart, it couldn't be that she was too strong and caused her ribs to be fractured, right?

Older people are already prone to osteoporosis because of their age. After all, she is not a professional, and the strength of the compressions is also estimated by herself.

"Oh, you really live?"

The onlookers next to him hula and watched over.

This is a rare and rare thing, this person is out of breath, and he can still be saved?

Jiang Zhixia saw that no one was paying attention to her, so she dragged her numb legs and quickly slipped away.

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