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Yu Jiao Niang looked at him: "I don't need an assistant to save the world."
Then he added, "Do you want to die? Sit down."
A little kid who could cry with fright when she yelled a single word, Yu Jiaanyong didn't think he could help him.
Yue Chengtian had already stood up, he tugged at Yu Jiao Niang's sleeve: "Anyway, I can't sit here by myself."
He emphasized the word "self" and wondered if Yu Jiao Niang could understand it.
I definitely don't understand.
Yue Chengtian is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Death will only make him feel relieved.
So many years alone, all he fears is loneliness.
Fearing loneliness while refusing someone to break his loneliness, this is Yue Chengtian's life for the past 18 years.
Many people took the initiative to approach him because of his grades and appearance, and even his indifference made people more curious about him.
Every time they approached him, Yue Chengtian felt both disgust and fear.
Because these people are trying to spy on him and break him.
But the man who saved himself was different.
She was not at all curious about herself, and even had a bit of obvious disgust. This kind of dislike will not make Yue Chengtian feel offended, on the contrary, he is very reassured.
She didn't care about him and didn't try to spy on him, which made Yue Chengtian have the urge to be her friend in an instant.
Maybe the loneliness will come to an abrupt end, on this train that is bound for the end at any time.
"Whatever you want." Yu Jiao Niang turned and walked forward.
After passing two carriages, the front suddenly became noisy.
Yu Jiao Niang walked over quickly.
An old man collapsed in the aisle, and a well-dressed woman beside her was kneeling on the ground, pressing her hands together on the old man's chest.
heart attack? Yu Jiao Niang saw the woman's technique and the old man's dark purple lips.
"Anyone else doing CPR?" the woman asked anxiously.
The flight attendant stood next to her and began to use the walkie-talkie to notify other carriages to find doctors and nurses.
"I will." Yu Jiao Niang walked over quickly.
Thanks to the leadership of the base for taking precautions, every year, everyone will be organized to regularly learn about various emergency medical rescue and disaster escape knowledge.
Everyone ridiculed, "If people in the base can be on TV in the future, it's not because of their excellent professionalism, or because they bravely rescued an old grandma on the street."
"Are you skilled?" the woman asked her.
"Yeah." A habit cultivated since childhood exams, as long as there is an assessment Yu Jiao Niang will never allow his grades to be poor.
"I do artificial respiration, you do CPR, and the two of us alternate," the woman said.
Yu Jiao Niang nodded.
The palms overlapped on the old man's chest, but just as she exerted force, she gasped.
I forgot that my left arm still hurts badly.
The woman gave him a suspicious look.
Yu Jiao Niang raised his head and looked around, no one should have CPR, everyone just sat in their seats and looked at them curiously.
Inquiries from the flight attendant's intercom were also unanswered.
Yu Jiao Niang shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, I'll follow your instructions."
"Okay."
The woman's mobile phone was on the ground, counting the clock, and it had been four minutes since the old man had a heart attack.
Not allowing her to hesitate, the woman pinched her fingers on the old man's chin, leaned down and calculated the time to breathe into her mouth.
Yu Jiao Niang was like a string ready to go, preparing motionlessly, just waiting for her to give him instructions.
1 minute later, the woman nodded to Yu Jiao Niang.
Yu Jiao Niang exerted force with the palms of both hands, and pressed quickly while counting in his heart.
Just his face turned pale.
It hurts so much.
The woman could see that Yu Jiaanyong's arm was shaking violently, she frowned, and said sharply, "Get out of the way."
"I can, my movements and strength are correct." Yu Jiao Niang said.
"Get out of the way." The woman repeated, reaching out and pinching Yu Jiao Niang's wrist.
She took a deep breath, shook her sore arm, and quickly pressed the old man's chest again.
Yu Jiaonian subconsciously helped her count, while observing the old man's face and breathing.
About half a minute later, the old man's chest finally had a slight ups and downs, and her heartbeat resumed.
Yu Jiao Niang stretched out his hand and placed it under the old man's nose, and a cool breath swept across his fingers.
Great!
Yu Jiao Niang looked at the person with bright eyes, and the woman leaned down and called to the old man: "Mother-in-law, can you hear me?"
The old man opened his eyes tremblingly and took a long breath.
"Do you have any medicine with you?" the woman asked her.
The old man coughed slightly: "Huh?"
"You..." the woman asked.
Yu Jiao Niang went straight through all the pockets of the old man, and took out a small medicine bottle from the pocket she sewed into the lining of her coat.
"Look." Yu Jiao Niang handed it to the woman, who didn't understand these medicines.
The woman glanced at it, helped the old man up, opened the medicine bottle and poured out a few pills in the old man's hand: "There is no better way to do this now, so let's eat first."
Yu Jiao Niang looked left and right, took the mineral water from the big brother next to him and handed it to the old man. The man said, "Hey, what are you doing?" Yu Jiao Niang smiled at him, "Big brother, I'll return you a bottle later."
The old man took the medicine and was helped back to his seat by Yue Chengtian.
The woman stopped Yu Jiao Niang who was about to turn around: "Your left arm should be dislocated."
Yu Jiaonian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "Dislocated, it hurts so much that I thought it was dropped. Then can you help me get it back?"
The woman hesitated for a moment: "This, I can try it, but I have never given anyone a bone. You have to be mentally prepared."
Yu Jiao Niang nodded: "I don't think there should be any other doctors in this car. Come on, it's a big deal to continue dislocating."