Chapter 147: Successful treatment
But my grandma is a Buddhist, so I often hear her say this.
Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
The great man in front of him was already on the verge of death.
If we don't take action, he will die.
And after death, you will not be able to be a human being in the next life.
But since we have met him, we will not just watch him die.
Unbuttoned Dawei's shirt.
I followed the cardiopulmonary resuscitation techniques taught in the factory and started to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Dawei.
Moting followed my instructions and fanned beside me.
From time to time, blow a few breaths into his mouth...
Once, twice, three times...
Dawei's chest kept rising and falling as I pressed him.
I repeated the pressing action again and again.
Miss Wen's face was full of anxiety and sadness, and her body was shaking with nervousness.
Although Mo Tingchong and I have never done CPR.
But now we can see through the eyes of the sky.
Under our constant pressure and artificial respiration, three rays of Yang Fire appeared on Dawei's head and shoulders.
From a state of gradually extinguishing, it has stabilized.
The soul that had moved outward little by little also began to be recovered little by little.
Mo Ting looked very surprised:
"Good guy, Brother Qin, your method works. His three Yang Fires are stable..."
"Well, don't stop, keep blowing into his mouth..."
I pressed and spoke at the same time.
In terms of strength, I also gradually mastered the weight.
Soon, Dawei's three yang fires went from stable to strong.
Before, it was so small that only a wisp was left.
Maybe there was only a streak of fire the size of a hair left.
After a while, it became as big as a candle flame.
Dawei's soul, which was about to be separated, was reintegrated into his body at this time.
The three sun fires above the head also flashed suddenly like flames.
Dawei, whose heartbeat had stopped, suddenly started to beat again.
Breathe and recover again…
Seeing this, the three of us' eyes lit up.
"Live, live, live..."
Moting was very excited.
Miss Wen also shouted excitedly:
"Dawei, Dawei..."
I let go of my hand and took a deep breath.
After Dawei recovered his breathing, his soul stabilized in his body again, and the three yang fires gradually became stronger.
This man was finally saved.
"Thank you, thank you..."
Miss Wen was overjoyed and kept thanking Mo Ting and me.
Mo Ting and I smiled and waved our hands, feeling an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
Lao Mo said in a very neutral tone:
"Ms. Wen, you're welcome. I'm the only one who can conquer the world. It's just a trivial matter."
After saying that, he showed a very proud expression.
I smiled bitterly and shook my head.
Dawei regained his breath and suddenly coughed twice.
"Ahem..."
Hearing Dawei cough, we turned our attention to him again.
I saw the unconscious Dawei slowly opening his eyes after coughing.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Ting and I with unfamiliar faces in the dim corridor.
He didn't look scared at all, but said calmly:
"Is this hell?"
Miss Wen kept shaking her head and calling Dawei's name, but Dawei couldn't hear her at all.
I said to him:
"It's not hell, it's at your doorstep. You're not dead!"
When Dawei heard what I said, his pupils shrank sharply, and then he completely noticed his surroundings.
When he found out that he was not dead, he frowned:
"You, you saved me?"
"Of course, otherwise you would be a corpse now!"
Moting said with a smile, took out a cigarette and handed it to me.
We both lit it up and took a sip.
Dawei sat up at this time.
Sad and angry, with frustration.
Then he choked up and cried:
"You, why do you want to save me, why...
Wen Li is dead, but I am alive.
Living has no meaning anymore.
It would be better to die, and you can still go to her after death..."
After saying this, Dawei began to cry, looking extremely desperate.
Little did he know, Miss Wen was squatting next to him, looking at him with concern.
I didn't speak, but Mo Ting next to me said:
"I have to tell you, don't think that you can be with Miss Wen after committing suicide.
People who commit suicide will suffer when they go down.
Let alone renewing our relationship, it will be impossible for you to be a human being in the next life."
But Dawei is very infatuated, and now his thoughts are very extreme. He shook his head:
"No, as long as I can see Wen Li, I don't have to be a human being in the next life.
Yes, yes, I must die, I must die..."
After saying that, he stood up directly, looking a little crazy.
Looking towards the corridor window not far away.
This posture makes me want to jump off the building.
But I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back:
"Miss Wen is right here.
We came here just to give her a message.
If you really want to die, die later."
After saying that, I let go of his collar.
When Dawei heard this, he was stunned on the spot.
He stared at the two of us suspiciously, then looked left and right.
In the empty corridor, besides us, where else is there anyone else?
But he also said in surprise:
"You, you said.
Wen Li, Wen Li is here, right here?
Can you communicate with her?"
This chapter has been completed!