If you had a better attitude, even if you didn't shout, the onlookers would help make a phone call, but the fat middle-aged man's command-like shouting made them feel very awkward.
"I'll call." Wang Ting frowned. The middle-aged man's words also made him very uncomfortable, but he still took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.
Yang Fei walked out of the crowd and said: "This is a sudden natural death, commonly known as sudden death. The best rescue time is 2-4 minutes. Otherwise, even if you are rescued, it will cause permanent damage to the brain. If there is no rescue for more than eight minutes
will die."
This sentence made the audience talk about it, saying: "This is a busy road. It will take at least ten minutes for the ambulance to get here. When they come, people will definitely not be able to rescue him."
It would be such a pity if one of the three beauties in Nanjing died on the street.
"Son of a bitch, when will those doctors arrive?" The fat middle-aged man was very anxious and cursed loudly.
Yang Fei really wanted to slap this kind of person, but saving people was more important now, so he crouched down to prepare for the rescue.
Known as the Ghost Doctor in the dark medical world and one of the thirteen deacons, Yang Fei's medical skills are master-level anywhere, and it is easy for him to do first aid.
"What are you going to do?" The middle-aged man glared at Yang Fei and said, "You are a low-class person with no three things, and you are not allowed to touch her."
The middle-aged man is extremely disdainful of Yang Fei, as if he is really a so-called superior person. I really don't know where this kind of person's sense of superiority comes from.
"Two minutes have passed, and she still has two minutes. If she doesn't rescue her, you can't afford the consequences." Yang Fei ignored her and prepared to rescue her.
"Are you a doctor? Even if you are a doctor, such low-class people are not qualified to rescue us. I have to wait for foreign doctors to rescue me." The middle-aged man shouted loudly.
This kind of IQ is really worrying. Not to mention the level of foreign doctors, just flying here takes a lot of time.
"I bought a watch last year!" Yang Fei stepped on the middle-aged man's fat face. The overbearing force made the middle-aged man roll over.
The people around were stunned. They did not expect that Yang Fei would suddenly take action. Looking at the middle-aged man with a bloody nose and a big footprint on his face, they had no sympathy in their hearts.
"Well done!" Many people applauded.
"You low-class people dare to take action against me, do you know who I am? Wait until I call the police and send you to the police station, where you will be imprisoned for life!" the middle-aged man roared loudly.
"The police phone number is 110. If you don't have a mobile phone to call the police, I can lend it to you."
Without even looking at the middle-aged man, Yang Fei picked up Mo Yuyan's head and put his military backpack under her head.
"Is it possible?" Wang Ting had doubts in his eyes. After all, Yang Fei gave him the impression that he was a street gangster and could not possibly have medical skills.
Yang Fei did not answer. At this moment, he lost his original exaggerated appearance, his face was serious, and his hands directly pressed on Mo Yuyan's heart.
In case of sudden death, cardiopulmonary resuscitation can only be used to compress the victim's heart.
But this technique is very demanding. If the force is too strong, it may break the opponent's ribs. If the force is too weak, it will not have any effect.
Yang Fei stood up slightly, and then pressed his hands on Mo Yuyan's heart. Her body trembled, but there was still no reaction.
Time was running out, so Yang Fei continued to press, which can be described as fast, accurate and ruthless. The force was just right every time, giving a very gentle feeling.
It looked like this, but Yang Fei concentrated all his strength on the palm of his hand and pressed twice in one second.
After pressing for a hundred times, Mo Yuyan showed no sign of waking up. Yang Fei frowned, stopped pressing, and opened Mo Yuyan's mouth.
"What don't you want to do?" The middle-aged man immediately rushed up and looked at Yang Fei with hostile eyes.
"Artificial respiration, please get out of here, otherwise I will kill you." Yang Fei stared at him, and at this moment, his breath became sharper.
Wang Ting next to him was very surprised. Yang Fei's current aura surprised him because he had been in the army. It was a terrifying aura that could only be developed after experiencing life and death. It was as sharp as a blade.
At first, I thought he was a playboy, but his rescue methods were very professional, and now he showed such aura that the royal court was impressed.
With Yang Fei's aura, even Wang Ting, the captain of the special police brigade, did not dare to look down upon him, let alone ordinary people. The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and did not dare to say anything more.
Knowing the other party's appearance, Yang Fei was less troubled. He looked at Mo Yuyan's dignified and elegant face and said, "I'm sorry."
After the words fell, he took a deep breath, and then kissed Mo Yuyan. The two mouths touched each other, and at the same time, Yang Fei blew the saliva into Mo Yuyan's mouth.
