48 Hours a Day

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After closing the bathroom door, Zhang Heng not at all anxiously opened the faucet, but looked at Fan Meinan again.

“We may be able to find other ways, you don’t have to be like this …”

“Yes, you are right, but your friends probably don’t wait that long.” Fan Meinan said, taking a deep breath and twisting the faucet on the bathtub. “Wait, I might struggle, I can’t help but want to Raise your head, you have to make sure my nose and mouth will not leave the water … “

Fan Meinan paused and said, “Set the time at 4 minutes. If it is too short, I may not see anything valuable. If it is too long …”

“If it is too long, you may die of your brain. Even if you save it, you can only become a vegetative.” Zhang Heng said. “In the absence of oxygen, people will die of brain cells in about 5 minutes. I will be in 5 minutes. Allows you to breathe again. “

“Well, you just know.” Fan Meinan said, “Well … I have nothing else to explain.”

She glanced at the bathtub again, but the water was just halfway through.

Fan Meinan took advantage of this time to unbutton and took off his coat, leaving only the innermost vest.

Although she behaved as much as possible in peacetime, the obvious increase in her breath still betrayed her inner feelings at the moment.

Before the first two people met, Zhang Heng found Fan Meinan when she fled, and she found that she was very light, but she usually wore loose and loose, and it was difficult to see intuitively on her appearance. Now when she takes off her shirt, Zhang Heng only realized that she was really thin, her arms were thin, and there was almost no meat.

Fan Meinan didn’t seem to be accustomed to being stared at so much, turned his arm a little and turned around, whispered, “How is it so cold.”

“I’ll ask if there is anything that can be heated.” Zhang Heng opened the door as he spoke.

But it was quickly stopped by Fan Meinan, “Don’t, just like that, it won’t take long anyway.”

After that, neither of them spoke again until the bathtub was filled with water. Fan Meinan reached out to try the water temperature and told Zhang Heng, “Let’s get started.”

The latter is nodded.

Fan Meinan rarely had such a serious expression on her face, but since the decision had been made, she did not drag the mud into the bathtub.

World was quiet at this moment, there was no other sound in her ear, black hair fluttered like algae, a string of bubbles spit out from her mouth, from the bottom to the surface of the water, at this moment she was like A mermaid living on the seabed.

But this beautiful picture not at all lasts too long.

Soon Fan Meinan felt hypoxic. The instinct of survival made her want to raise her head and breathe in air again, but reason kept her in her current position until the air remaining in her lungs became less and less , Fan Meinan also became more and more struggling.

But just before she could not hold on, she pressed her head with one hand and pressed her face firmly into the water.

The water in the bathtub shook violently.

Fan Meinan ’s struggles became more and more intense. Eventually, her desire for breathing exceeded everything. She desperately wanted to break the arm behind her, and her nails cut through Zhang Heng ’s skin, marking one after another. However, he was unable to raise his head. After a while, as the oxygen was lost, Fan Meinan’s struggling strength became smaller and smaller.

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This process is also a torment for Zhang Heng behind him.

Especially when he witnessed the whole process of Fan Meinan ’s drowning and saw her desperately survive, not only could not help her, but also dragged her into the abyss.

People with poor qualities may have collapsed this time, but Zhang Heng’s arms are stable from beginning to end. Even if he was badly mutilated by Fan Meinan, Zhang Heng never let go of his hands.

However, at the end, Zhang Heng hesitated for a moment, but still pulled up Fan Meinan’s hand. The latter did not know if he exhausted his strength, and finally he became quiet after being held by Zhang Heng.

Until there was no more movement, and after waiting for 5 seconds, Zhang Heng took Fan Meinan out of the bathtub, who had lost his breath.

And at this time the time has just passed one and a half minutes.

Zhang Heng put Fan Meinan’s almost weightless body on the ground towel.

Fan Meinan now looks like she is asleep. Her hair is wet and sticks to her forehead, making her look weak.

Zhang Heng stared at the pointer of right hand Shanghai Star.

For 40% of the time, it was the first time for him to be so long.

Zhang Heng started rescue 20 seconds earlier than the agreed time, and placed two hands on Fan Meinan’s chest to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on her.

However, the latter did not at any reaction after a group of compressions.

Fan Meinan still closed his eyes and didn’t breathe.

Zhang Heng didn’t care about that many at this time. He put Fan Meinan’s head directly on his knees and leaned down to give artificial respiration to Fan Meinan. Then repeat the previous pressing action and then give artificial respiration …

2 After the round, Fan Meinan’s carotid artery finally began to have a pulse.

So Zhang Heng gave up the compression and continued to repeat artificial respiration.

Until once the lips of the two people parted, Zhang Heng reached out and checked the pulse of Fan Meinan subconsciously, only to find out that the latter opened his eyes somehow.

The eyes of the two people were opposite. Next moment, Fan Meinan suddenly started coughing violently, and then could n’t help vomiting on Zhang Heng ’s thigh. , I ate 2 bags of melon seeds, and she spit out the part that is not digested now.

However, Zhang Heng didn’t have any disgusting expression, hugged Fan Meinan so that she could lean against the wall of the bathroom, and then wiped her hair and cheeks with a clean towel.

“I saw her, I saw her …” Fan Meinan said in a weak voice.

“Well, there is something to talk about later,” Zhang Heng received Fan Meinan some water with a glass of wash, “Let’s gargle first.”

Fan Meinan stretched out his hand, but he almost failed to take it. Zhang Heng dragged the bottom of the cup again.

“Let me go.” Zhang Heng put the water in the cup to Fan Meinan’s mouth.

The latter took a sip, rinsed it in his mouth, and spit it into the toilet next to him, “Sorry, your pants … I didn’t mean it.”

“Given that I just pressed your head in the water all the time, it’s quite gentle for you to spit on my pants.” Zhang Heng said.

“For a moment, I was really worried that you wouldn’t save me, or you saved me but my brain has suffered irreversible damage.” Fan Meinan breathed greedily again, “I’m sure I will Probably no longer do such crazy things. “