After getting up early and washing up, Jiang Zhixia still changed into a set of neat clothes and pants, dressed like a village girl, and went out alone to run along the road beside the fields.

Jiang Zhixia was running when she saw two people walking back and forth on the road ahead. When she saw someone, she slowly ran to the other side of the road and prepared to cross over.

At this moment, she saw one of the people staggering, as if they were tripped by something, and slowly fell to the ground.

The other person quickly bent over, as if he was trying to pull up the person who was slumped on the ground.

Jiang Zhixia's steps slowly stopped. Did she fall?

Uh, what about helping?

"I'm sorry to help my master. I'll go to the doctor quickly."

The man who was dragging people looked fifty or sixty years old. He turned around and saw Jiang Zhixia and quickly asked for help.

The man who was slim on the ground looked fifty-six years old in gorgeous silk. Although he was not fat, he was still strong. No wonder he couldn't get up.

After hearing the call for help, Jiang Zhixia prepared to help. However, when she squatted down, 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 took a pulse again----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"I'm so angry."

Jiang Zhixia turned her head and said to the old servant with a pale face.

"Ah?" When the servant heard this, he was so scared that he immediately knelt down, stretched out his hand tremblingly, put it under his nose, and then fell to the ground.

"It's over, it's over. My family has been dragged down by me." The old servant said crying and shouting.

Just then, a man who went to the field to weed early came. He also saw this situation and comforted him: "Hey, I will help you and help your master carry you on your back. You can carry it back quickly. It will be useless to cry again."

The old servant was still crying loudly. An old man cried miserably and made people see him, so pitiful.

Jiang Zhixia thought for a while, but finally couldn't bear it, so she put her hand on her chest and tried it, with a warm breath, so she said, "Stop crying. I can try it."

After all, this is a life, and Jiang Zhixia really couldn't bear to watch it pass by before her.

She didn't have time to think more, and quickly said to the old servant: "I can try it, but it's okay, I'm not sure. Just don't rely on me."

"No, no. This little brother testified." The old servant heard that there was a possibility of rescue, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Isn't it helpless? I'm so angry." The man in Shimoda said.

Jiang Zhixia didn't care about the man's muttering.

The golden four minutes of cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Now it’s over for a minute, right? I can’t afford to delay it.

While directing the old servant to put the old man flat on the ground, untied the old man's collar, tilted his head aside, and asked him to check if there were any foreign objects in the old man's mouth.

On the one hand, he turned his head and said to the farmer: "Please, please press the master's chest as I said."

Who knew that as soon as he finished saying this, the farmer 'rubbed' and rushed out and walked away, and refused loudly, "I don't know."

After rejecting it, I was muttering, it was dead and I was still asking me to suppress it. I didn't dare to get involved.

Jiang Zhixia Ming, this is a normal awareness of seeking profit and avoiding harm.

She saw the old servant crying again. She thought about the fact that life was at stake. If she delayed it, she would really not be able to save her.

So, she tried hard to recall the cardiopulmonary resuscitation video she had seen in her previous life, knelt beside the old man, crossed her hands in her chest and pressed her down to check if there was any hard object on her chest. Fortunately, the clothes of the ancients were not buttoned, and the summer clothes were thin, and you could feel whether there was anything else on your chest as soon as you let go.

Jiang Zhixia tried that there was really nothing hard on her chest, so she started pressing, and while pressing, she thought silently in her heart.

After counting thirty numbers, she asked the old servant to press the old man's head back, lift his chin, and pinch the old man's mouth.

"Take a deep breath quickly and blow it to your master. It will stop until you are exhausted." Jiang Zhixia said to the old servant.

"Ah, let me kiss my master?"

The old servant was stunned.

The farmer who had already dodged a big step, saw Jiang Zhixia start to rescue him, and came over again. He also pulled two or three people who were surrounded by the situation one after another, and muttered that the master was dead and the girl had to follow him.

These people were stunned when they heard this. Why did they kiss them? They were still two big men.

"Do you still save your master? Just listen to me if you save it."

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

The old servant was startled by Jiang Zhixia's severity, took a deep breath, and then covered his mouth on the old man's mouth.

There were several cold sounds around.

When the old servant raised his red face, Jiang Zhixia asked him to take another deep breath and continue to pass on the air.

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

Jiang Zhixia began to annoyed that when she watched CPR in her previous life, she didn't look at it too seriously. She just looked at it roughly, and didn't know if the position and number of times of pressing were correct.

In this way, Jiang Zhixia pressed her again thirty times and asked the old servant to save her anger.

This time, the old servant became familiar with him and didn't say much. He took a deep breath and passed by.

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

She was able to persist until now because there was a thief in the alley last year, so she started running. After running, she started to recall the fighting exercises she had seen when she lost weight in her previous life. So she started practicing silly.

I haven't mastered my skills, but my physical fitness is really much stronger.

Even so, after four cardiopulmonary resuscitations, she couldn't hold on anymore, her face turned red and her face was covered in sweat.

So she asked for help and looked at the people around her, "Which is the strong uncle, please replace me. Just follow what I did just now, and I will tell you the method."

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

"Miss, please save people to the end and send Buddha to the West. Other people's methods will definitely be worse than you. We will definitely repay you, please."

The old servant, who had just finished his anger, was worried that others would come to do it, and then knelt down and kowtowed to her.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhixia had to blush and continued to press down with her trembling arms.

Finally, the fifth CPR was completed, and the old servant was still breathing.

Jiang Zhixia sat on the ground, feeling that there might be no chance.

She remembered that she had seen CPR in her previous life, and it was almost done five times. Now, it should take four or five minutes to do it, right?

Do it twice later. If you don’t realize it yet, then there is probably no hope.

At this moment, he heard the old servant crying with joy: "Master, Master, are you awake?"

Jiang Zhixia looked over and found that the old man's eyes were opened, looking a little confused.

She quickly grabbed the old man's wrist and found that she had a pulse.

"I...what's wrong with me?" the old man lying on the ground asked in a hoarse voice, "Why is the chest so painful?"

Jiang Zhixia shrank back guiltily. Could it be that she was too strong and causing her rib fracture?

The elderly are already osteoporosis because they are older. After all, she is not a professional, and the pressure is estimated by herself.

"Oh, he actually lived?"

The people watching next to him surrounded him and watched.

This is a rare and rare thing. This man is so angry that he can still save him?

When Jiang Zhixia saw that no one paid attention to her, she dragged her numb legs and quickly slipped away.
Chapter completed!