The car is going very fast, please bear with it.

Thinking of Liu Jun and Gan Ning's amazing teamwork, Yang Ruiyuan wanted to take a gamble, but he wasn't quite sure.

All he could do while performing CPR was anxiously ask, "Are you sure you can do it?"

Liu Jun looked at Gan Ning, who had already taken out his phone to search for routes. It wasn't just a navigation app, but also an AI app, which was checking nearby side streets and whether there were any routes to avoid traffic jams.

"Found a way."

Gan Ning spoke quickly: "Go out of the garage, then turn into the adjacent residential area, and then go through the residential area to avoid the nearby traffic jams, but there will still be traffic jams afterward."

"Ten minutes." Yang Ruiyuan gritted his teeth: "Ten minutes at most."

"Although I am not a doctor, I have seen many cases where even if someone performs CPR or artificial respiration, they will definitely die if it exceeds ten minutes."

"If it takes ten minutes, we should be able to manage by driving against traffic in congested areas," Gan Ning said, looking at Liu Jun.

She could only estimate.

Liu Jun took a deep breath: "Let's go."

"If we take a gamble, he might still have a chance; if we don't, he's doomed."

He was equally unsure.

Traffic congestion in urban areas is not like off-road racing.

On off-road sections, even the worst roads have their limits. As long as the vehicle's passability meets the standards and there are no unexpected incidents, the arrival time depends entirely on the driver's skill.

But in the city, there are too many unexpected things, and all sorts of accidents and changes can happen at any time, so it really comes down to luck.

"Let's go then."

Yang Ruiyuan made a quick decision: "I will contact the command center to coordinate traffic lights, tidal flow lanes, and ask nearby colleagues to provide assistance to clear the road section as much as possible."

"Please tell me the sections of road that require reverse traffic, and I will ask them to clear them as early as possible."

Yang Ruiyuan didn't have a better solution either.

They could only contact the command and dispatch center as much as possible and cooperate with Liu Jun to shorten the time to get the patient to the hospital.

"Wait, I have a question."

At that moment, the skinny man, who was also the prodigal son's assistant, slowly raised his hand: "He weighs 500 pounds, how are we going to carry him down?"

"!"

A commotion erupted in the crowd.

Five hundred catties?

Damn it, the fat pigs we slaughter during the Spring Festival only weigh three or four hundred jin (150-200 kg), and normal meat pigs are even sold at two hundred jin (100 kg)!

"I have a way."

The restaurant manager performed exceptionally well at this moment.

He was scared too!

"Our food carts are of good quality and can bear up to 150 kilograms. However, the carts are a bit small. We put two carts together, and they can just support his weight."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Liu Jun urged, "Push the food cart over, everyone lend a hand, and lift him up."

Another flurry of activity ensued.

With everyone working together, they finally managed to lift the prodigal son onto the dining car. Yang Ruiyuan was a tough guy; while contacting the command center to report the situation, he flipped over and jumped onto the dining car. Regardless of whether the car could withstand the load, he continued to perform CPR on the prodigal son.

"Walk."

Liu Jun called the manager and several waiters, and they pushed the cart and ran.

Gan Ning and the skinny guy followed closely behind.

The buttons for both elevators had already been pressed.

After they went down to the underground parking garage separately, Gan Ning rushed over, opened the car door, and hurriedly shoved the prodigal son into the back seat.

Fortunately, the vehicle had decent space, allowing Yang Ruiyuan to continue CPR.

The skinny guy couldn't squeeze in, so he had to ride in another car with the manager and the others.

"Walk!"

"Turn left ahead, then turn right to exit the underground parking garage."

boom!

The engine roared, and the panda 'ran wildly'.

The manager followed closely behind in his own BMW.

As the crowd dispersed, Lili stood there, looking embarrassed and angry.

Own···

So it was just left here like that?

"You surnamed Yang, I'm not finished with you!"

「···」

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After rushing out of the underground parking garage, Liu Jun prepared to enter the neighboring residential area based on Gan Ning's call.

However, they were stopped by the security guard, who told them that parking spaces were limited and outside vehicles were not allowed to enter.

"Open the door!"

Yang Ruiyuan rolled down the car window and shouted angrily, "I'm a traffic policeman, there's a patient in the car who needs to be rushed to the hospital."

The gatekeeper was taken aback, then glanced over and was shocked.

Holy crap, what is that lump of stuff?

He didn't have time to think and quickly opened the door.

Liu Jun stepped on the gas and entered, his mind highly focused.

There are many people in the community. Even if pedestrians and vehicles are separated, a few people may still dart out from the driveway. We must not be careless at all.

The little BMW continued to follow behind, seemingly demonstrating decent driving skills.

Meanwhile, Gan Ning started a live stream and changed the stream description to "Life or Death Speed".

"Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, the prodigal son has suddenly died in the restaurant and is in critical condition. We are working with Officer Yang to rush him to the hospital."

"I will no longer be watching the live stream. You can see for yourselves."

「···」

The live chat was immediately filled with question marks.

"What?"

"A prodigal son died suddenly?"

"Who is the Prodigal Son?"

"That competitive eater, the one who took their ride before, I even said he had dark spots on his face and could die suddenly at any time, I didn't expect it to happen so soon!"

"Ugh, what kind of mess is this?"

"Wouldn't this be considered for the sake of the show?"

"Absolutely!"

"A race car driver, a traffic policeman, and a glutton who died suddenly all came together; it really is a race against time."

"Let's see if we can save him."

"Keep it up!"

"Let's go! Let's go!"

「···」

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Gan Ning speaks very quickly.

"You're exiting the residential area ahead. There's an elementary school next door, but there probably aren't many students there right now, but you should still be careful."

"After leaving the community, turn right twice and then left once. Go straight for 500 meters, and you should turn right, but turning right is too congested. The fastest route is to go straight and go against the traffic."

Liu Jun extracted the key information from it, stepped on the gas, and began to accelerate.

Yang Ruiyuan took a deep breath: "Under the premise of ensuring safety, speeding, running red lights, and driving against traffic are permissible."

"I have contacted the command center. Currently, there are two police officers on bicycles clearing and temporarily blocking the section of road where traffic needs to be traveled against the flow of traffic."

"it is good."

Liu Jun nodded: "Hold on tight!"

Vehicles should be driven with extra caution when approaching the entrance of a primary school.

After passing the elementary school section, the engine roared instantly.

hum!

The car suddenly accelerated and then drifted around the corner. Even though Yang Ruiyuan was prepared, he was still startled.

If the prodigal son hadn't been incredibly heavy, he probably would have been thrown off.

After that, Liu Jun sped off, performing drifts, pendulum maneuvers, and razor-sharp overtaking maneuvers.

Upon seeing this, the little BMW behind them sped up, and everyone was shocked.

"this?"

"I'm starting to fall behind."

"Stop bragging, is this what you call a little bit? This is totally impossible to keep up with!"

"They must weigh over 400 kilograms just as passengers, right? How can they be so agile?! Who is he?!"

Traffic in the wrong direction!

With the traffic police escorting him, Liu Jun's speed was even more astonishing.

When the little BMW finally managed to break through the traffic and catch up, thinking it could finally close the distance, it found that the distance between them was widening.

In just a few seconds, even the taillights were no longer visible.

The manager felt a chill run down his spine.

"No, this???"

I stepped the gas pedal all the way into the fuel tank!

The current speed is already 145 km/h!

So you dumped me as easily as a father beating his son?

Fortunately, he knew his destination, so he could only grit his teeth and chase after it relentlessly.