Live exercise: Why are all the police tied up?

Chapter 118: Damn it! The boss died again!

"Brother Long!"

Sad cries echoed from the corridor.

Brother Dao held Xie Baojun's head and cried to the sky.

He kept pinching Xie Baojun's philtrum, but with little effect.

"Brother Long, please don't leave."

It lasted for a long time, but Xie Baojun still didn't respond.

Tears welled up in Brother Dao's eyes, and he placed his hands on Xie Baojun's nose with some trembling.

In terms of breathing, more air comes in and less air comes out.

This is gonna be a cold one.

"Someone come quickly!"

"Is there anyone who can give first aid?"

"Anyone who knows a little can come."

The younger brothers below looked at each other in bewilderment.

No one expected that their eldest brother would be so angry that he fainted.

But after all the refusals, someone finally stood up.

"Quick! Come on!"

The younger brother just took a look, raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

"Do you have any gauze?"

He glanced around and spoke calmly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have it."

I saw the younger brother skillfully tear off his clothes and wrap them around Xie Baojun's head.

Brother Dao was stunned and tilted his head to look at the younger brother, his eyes full of suspicion.

Although he didn't know much about medical skills, he knew that first aid was not like this.

Brother Dao couldn't help but ask.

"What the hell are you doing?"

The younger brother looked up in surprise and said as if it was a matter of course.

"Bandage Brother Long."

Brother Dao’s face immediately turned dark.

"roll!"

"Who the hell asked you to bandage Brother Long?"

"Brother Dao, didn't you ask if there was anyone who knew how to give first aid?" the younger brother said somewhat aggrievedly.

"Is this first aid?"

"First aid for trauma."

"..."

Xie Baojun had already calmed down a lot, but when he heard the conversation between the younger brother, his eyes went dark and he got a stitch in the side.

Where the hell did I find so many talented people?

In fact, most of them were found by him personally.

It is not easy for a powerful group to get to where it is today.

"Boss!"

Brother Dao’s face turned pale and he placed his hand on Xie Baojun’s philtrum.

"The boss is dead!"

He muttered to himself in a panic.

"Correct!"

“CPR!”

"Artificial respiration!"

These things look simple.

But for those who have not received training and practice, it is not so easy to implement.

"I can!"

At this moment, a trembling hand was raised.

The calm voice was like a shot in the arm for Brother Dao.

Brother Dao looked in the direction of that hand, and when he saw the person raising his hand, his nose couldn't help but feel sore.

"Brother Ji, you are finally awake!"

"Go check on the boss, he's dying."

He supported Wu Kun and came to Xie Baojun's side.

Wu Kun performed the examination skillfully, which was nothing more than checking the breathing, heartbeat and whether there was any foreign object in the mouth.

He said in a deep voice.

"Brother Long must perform CPR immediately."

"Dao'er, open your phone and play the coolest folk song."

Upon hearing this, Brother Dao immediately took out his cell phone.

Then he was stunned and looked at Wu Kun.

No!

Why does it sound even less reliable than the trauma first aid just now?

It's already this late, and you still have the mind to listen to this stuff?
"What are you doing standing still!"

"Let it go!"

Wu Kun urged. He was already lying beside Xie Baojun and began to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation in a rhythmic manner.

I have to say that Wu Kun's movements are exceptionally standard.

This made Brother Dao feel a lot more at ease, and he immediately did as he was told.

The sound of cell phones began to echo in the corridor.

"the vast horizon is my love!"

"The flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills!"

"..."

Wu Kun performed CPR for about five minutes, and his face looked a little bad.

no response!
Whether it is artificial respiration or cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

The effects brought about are extremely limited.

He looked up and suggested.

"No, this is not a matter of first aid!"

"This is because the boss doesn't want to wake up!"

“Let’s sing together!”

"Let's see if our power can wake up the boss!"

When everyone heard it, they just started singing along with the music.

"The winding river comes from the sky."

"Flowing towards the sea of ​​thousands of colors." "There is a reaction!!"

"Everyone, sing your heart out!"

……

On the ground, Xie Baojun had a peaceful look on his face, his thoughts drifting thousands of miles away.

All the little moments of the past began to appear before my eyes one by one.

Until the memory continued to the moment just now.

His face changed and he came back to his senses.

Wait, what is this?
A marquee?

Am I really pissed off to death by that girl?

I can still be saved!

No, I have to wake up!

It would be such a disgrace to die like this.

The desire to survive began to take effect.

As soon as his subconscious mind awakened, he immediately heard the conversation in his ears.

"Is there anyone who can give first aid?"

"I can!"

Brother Dao’s anxious crying and his younger brother’s intervention made Xie Baojun feel relieved.

This failure doesn't matter.

At least, they still have a group of reliable men.

"I asked you to give first aid, why the hell are you wrapping it with gauze?"

"First aid for trauma!"

"..."

Xie Baojun's eyes went dark and he got a stitch in the side.

Yes, it’s so damn reliable!

No, where the hell did this little brother come from?

A normal person would have been cremated long ago if you tried to save him the way you did.

Memories came flooding back and he remembered the figure running in the sunset.

That was his lost... youth.

The red sunset appears again and again before my eyes.

A rhythmic pressure seemed to stimulate his heart.

The memories came to an abrupt end, and the subconscious mind awakened again.

Xie Baojun seemed to feel something, and a look of relief appeared on his face again.

"Kunzi!"

"It sure is him!"

I knew Kunzi wouldn't give up.

Perhaps, Kunzi’s performance this time was not so impressive.

But in the past, Kunzi has always been his right-hand man.

At this moment, those younger brothers should pray for themselves with expectant eyes!
Xie Baojun's subconscious mind felt everyone's sadness.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Perhaps everyone at the scene was crying loudly?

Xie Baojun is still very confident about this.

He has never treated any of his younger brothers unfairly.

His powerful memory played a huge role.

As long as you have seen it, you can almost always name it.

His subconscious mind revealed a smile.

Let me see,
What are my little brothers doing now?

Xie Baojun was somewhat looking forward to it.

The reactions of my younger brothers after I woke up.

Xie Baojun's subconscious mind gradually became stronger, and his hearing gradually recovered.

The sound was fuzzy at first.

"Buzzing..."

Although he couldn't hear clearly, he could still feel that it was very noisy in his ears.

The sound was much louder than I had imagined.

Xie Baojun was stunned and felt extremely moved.

Are you guys all so sad?
Is the crying too loud?

It turns out... that I am so important in the hearts of my subordinates.

Maybe it's time for me to wake up.

At this time, the voice in Xie Baojun's ears gradually became clearer.

“You are the most beautiful cloud in my heart!

"Let me keep you with my heart!"

“Stay!!!!”

what?
Xie Baojun frowned slightly.

At this moment, the sound was completely restored to his subconscious ears.

In the corridor, an extremely noisy sound reached my ears.

There was no cry at all.

It seemed to be rhythmic music.

wait?

Sounds a bit familiar.

I've heard it, it seems to be the coolest ethnic style.

? ?
What the hell?
The coolest ethnic style?

When he finally came to his senses, his eyes went dark and his legs were straightened.

I'm fucking dead, and you guys are singing the coolest folk songs here, right?

Why are you singing so happily?
I feel so high just after lying down.

Don’t you have to spend the seventh day in the bar?

By then, you'll want to have a DJ and dance on my grave, right?
Xie Baojun's mentality collapsed.

Any help?

Save the shit!
I'd rather die.

At this moment, Wu Kun's exclamation was heard in the corridor.

"Fuck! The boss died again!"

……

(End of this chapter)