Chapter 404 Witnessing death for the second time

In the azure abyss, a figure slowly grew from small to large.

The edge of the crack was narrowing, and slowly, moving to the far left, Fisher began to climb up, driving his ice ax viciously into the creamy wall and finding his footing, each step focused on his efforts.

The energy is also painful.

He crawled up like a worm.

Lunge, kick, deflect, repeat.

The feeling between the palm and the ice ax has been completely lost. Perhaps it is frozen, or perhaps it is necrotic. Everything has turned into the obsession of survival.

"Maybe I'm in a coma and everything is an illusion."

Fisher thought to himself that he couldn't believe that he was the man who was seriously injured in the crevasse and could still move a hundred meters and climb up.

Finally, after mechanically swinging the ax upward for an unknown number of times, a small patch of blue sky appeared.

Fisher wanted to take a break, but he couldn't. If he let go, he would die.

He propped himself up and lay there, half in and half out, exhausted and unable to move.

Five minutes later, with the final burst of energy, he forced his body forward and fell onto the solid ground. He staggered to his feet, and then fell down again.

He couldn't walk, he could barely get down on his knees. It was then that Fisher realized how broken his body was, and as he dragged his broken ribs over the ice wall, he knew that unless his comrades found him, he would

He will not survive. Perhaps he is bleeding internally and needs resuscitation.

But just when he was about to hit the ground, a hand suddenly grabbed him.

Fisher opened his eyes full of frost and snow. Is it an illusion?

There is actually someone.

There are people after the avalanche. Is this an illusion?

Fisher opened his mouth weakly, as if he wanted to say something, but after a long time of exhaustion, he did not call for help, nor did he say thank you.

"Is there any coffee? It'd better be hot."

"Come and save people!"

After receiving the response, Fisher completely fainted.

Yao Jun and Jarrett rushed to Bifang's side and shuddered when they saw the miserable Fisher. This was not a human being, he looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell!

The corners of his clothes and mouth were covered with blood like ice. The man's left hand was weakly stretched, and it was strangely longer than his right hand. His left ankle was also twisted irregularly.

The two of them looked a bit sad, and couldn't help but wonder, if it weren't for Bifang, would they be like this too?

Yao Jun secretly glanced into the crack and saw the cold wind blowing on his face. Yao Jun gave up his idea. He might not even be able to crawl out and would have to wait for death underneath.

The audience was even more dizzy.

[It’s over, I’m bleeding]

【Is this an avalanche victim?】

[Fuck, this is too fucking scary]

[No, I have nightmares at night]

[Fang Shen, please type a number, I’m afraid]

In the live broadcast room, Fisher, who looked miserable, was quickly labeled.

Bi Fang carefully laid Fisher flat on the ground: "Yao Jun, look for any identification documents on him. Jarrett, is there hot water?"

"Oh, yes."

"Feed him a little."

Bi Fang quickly untied the man's clothes and found that there were large bruises on his chest and abdomen. He couldn't help but gasped: "Bleeding from the mouth and nose, swelling of the body, tense muscles, dark green color, symptoms of internal bleeding!"

【Internal bleeding, will you die?】

[Holy crap, is this serious? 】

[Not necessarily, it depends on what kind of internal bleeding, whether there are symptoms of shock and apnea, you can climb up such a deep glacier, I don’t think it is particularly serious]

"Jerrett, use the backpack to prop up his feet."

"oh oh."

Bi Fang held down the man's right hand and tried to take off the ice ax from the other man's hand. As soon as he opened his fingers, a thin layer of skin was torn apart. The ice ax and the man's palm were completely frozen together. The audience was shocked to see

Scalp numbness.

【Oh my god, this is too scary】

Bi Fang took the warm water from Jarrett and slowly poured it on the man's hand. He waited until the blood and ice melted before successfully removing the ice axe, and then pressed his wrist to check his heart rate.

After a long while, Yao Jun asked nervously: "How is it?"

In all his life, Yao Jun has never seen anyone die in front of him. He thought that dead people were no big deal, but when he actually encountered them, it really made him a little nervous and he stuttered a bit when he spoke.

Feeling the beating of his heart rate, Bi Fang's brows slowly opened: "It's okay, the heart rate is stable, it's just a simple fainting, not a shock. Now it's just suspected of internal bleeding, which may be caused by a broken rib, but it's not too serious, at least there's no injury.

Some vital organs, otherwise he would not be able to climb out of the abyss."

"Now what?"

"There is no way." Bi Fang shook his head. He can survive and give first aid, but he is not a doctor and cannot perform surgery. Even if he can, there is no condition now. "The best way to encounter patients with internal bleeding is to stay quiet and still.

, head-to-foot position, using gravity to redistribute blood flow in the human body, and then waiting for rescue, any big movement may lead to secondary aggravation of internal injuries.”

"This side of the shoulder" Bi Fang looked again and again.

Subway, old man, mobile phone.

"It's not a simple dislocation. The scapula may be fractured, and there may be a lot of broken bones. Surgery is required on the ankle. I can do it on the ankle."

Bi Fang took off his shoes and touched the opponent's ankle. It was just that the ankle joint was dislocated and there were no broken bones, so he straightened it back up.

"Everyone who encounters a dislocation without certain experience must not do anything casually. It is best to take it to a professional hospital and let the doctor come back. Yao Jun, do you have a towel? Wrap his ankle and apply a cold compress. Everyone apply cold compress

It's best to put a towel between them, otherwise it's easy to get frostbite."

After hearing this, Yao Jun was about to dig through the towel, but he took out an ID: "Oh, by the way, I found this on him."

Bi Fang took the work permit and was a little surprised: "Fisher? Is he Fisher?"

[Damn it, that guide from the same company as Rob! It’s the Japanese and Texan guide! Where are they? 】

【This guy is ruthless】

[Awesome, really awesome, internal bleeding and dislocation of the left hand, a person crawling out of the crack, it’s so damn exaggerated...]

【Is this the boss? 】

[The guide is here, are the others there too? Are they just hiding in the cracks? 】

Bi Fang took off his headlamp and shined into the ice crevice, but did not find anyone else. It was not until he walked more than fifty meters that he saw an extremely familiar figure lying in the crevice.

The drone slowly flew down, and the audience covered their mouths in silence.

【Is that Withers?】

[I don’t dare to look at it...]

[Although the other party was very rude, dust will return to dust and the dead will rest in peace...]

[Clearly a horror live broadcast]

[This anchor’s background is so strong, can he broadcast such things? 】

[Nonsense, did you see the red star behind the name? Official certification, are you kidding me?]

Above the crack, Bi directed towards the bottom of the crack, the sun shone on his back, and the blue light of the glacier reflected on his face slowly flowing, making it appear a little blurry.

Tens of meters apart, heaven and abyss.

Why.

After a long silence, Bi Fang sighed.
Chapter completed!