Chapter 98
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Jiang Tingxu knelt on the ground and performed CPR. The first set … the second set … the third set … the patient did not respond after the first set.
The onlookers felt their toes twitch at this moment.
The little boy also held his big brother's arm tightly and stared at Jiang Tingxu without blinking.
Jiang Tingxu did not stop, nor did he dare to stop.
It was not until the fifth set was done that the patient's hand finally moved slightly. Although the movement was very small, some sharp-eyed people still saw it and shouted excitedly.
"It moved, there's a reaction!"
"It really moved, I saw it too."
He reached out and touched the patient's neck. His pulse and heartbeat had recovered. He let go of his hand and let out a long sigh.
The ambulance also arrived at this time. The emergency doctors came over with medicine boxes, instruments, and a stretcher.
"Hey, Dr. Jiang, why are you here?"
Jiang Tingxu did not expect that the emergency doctor from Yun City First People's Hospital would come over.
Now was not the time to reminisce.
"The patient's heartbeat has recovered. I'll leave the rest to you."
"Don't worry, Dr. Jiang has worked hard."
"It's nothing. It's just my duty. I'll go back first. See you tomorrow."
"Okay, see you tomorrow."
He walked out of the crowd and took his son from the young man.
"Thank you."
The situation was too urgent at that time, so he did not think much. He just looked at the young man and did not look like a bad person.
The young man scratched the back of his head. "Hehe, you're welcome. So you're really a doctor from Yun City First People's Hospital!"
Otherwise, how could it be fake?
Cough.
"I don't welcome you to visit our hospital. I'll leave first."
"Hey, okay, okay." He stepped back and made way.
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It was not until after he got into the car that Jiang Tingxu rubbed his sore and weak hands.
There was no intubation or automatic cardiopulmonary resuscitation machine for on-site treatment. Ordinary people could not understand the feeling of being so tired that they felt like they were broken.
The little boy in the back seat looked very worried and asked,
"Jiang Tingxu, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just massaged for too long. My hands are a little tired. I just need to rest and massage."
"Really?" It was obvious that he was still skeptical.
Jiang Tingxu turned to look at his son.
"Of course!" he replied.
The little boy slid down the seat.
"Jiang Tingxu, give me your hands. Ning Ning will help you massage."
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