Chapter 9: Survival

"Xinyue, I'm going to make a phone call."

Li Feng looked solemn.

"I'm sorry, what's wrong?"

Zhao Xinyue saw that Li Feng's face was filled with gloom, and she felt a little flustered and apologetic.

"Nothing, just chatting with an old friend."

As he spoke, Li Feng left his seat and walked to the front desk. He first bought a pack of cigarettes, then leaned over to light it up, took out his cell phone, and slowly dialed the familiar number.

"Editor-in-Chief Jia, I'm Li Feng."

"Li Feng? Li Feng?! You're awake! You're actually awake?!" A surprised shout came from the other end of the phone.

"I just woke up two days ago, Editor-in-Chief Jia, I have a question for you. How did that matter end?"

"That matter... well, after your car accident, the video recorder was found, but the data card inside was gone, so it had to be left unresolved. This matter really wronged you."

Editor-in-Chief Jia sighed, "How is your health now? Come back to the newspaper. As long as I'm here, there's a place for you, not to mention you've given so much."

"this……"

Li Feng hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhao Xinyue's worried eyes not far away, and thought of the debt he was carrying. He sighed heavily and politely refused.

"I want to go too, but I have a lot of things to do right now. Wait for me for three years. Once I'm done, I'll come back."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

"I'm sure I'll go."

"It's a deal."

"It's hard to catch up with him!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Feng returned to his seat with a heavy heart, smoking quietly.

One smoke ring after another was spewed into the air, drawing one indescribable arc after another, just like the car accident, difficult to distinguish and hard to tell the truth.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his chest, and Li Feng's face turned pale in an instant.

“Crack!”

The cups were broken into pieces all over the floor.

Li Feng's body tilted and he fell to the ground.

"Li Feng, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xinyue was startled and quickly got up and rushed over, only to see that Li Feng's eyes were closed and his face was sallow. She first checked his breath and then his pulse, both were weak and inaudible.

"It's bad! Arrhythmia, cardiac arrest!" Zhao Xinyue was horrified.

There are only four minutes of golden time for rescue in the case of sudden cardiac death!

"Boss! Quick, call 120!"

Zhao Xinyue shouted at the top of her lungs.

While shouting, she laid Li Feng on the ground, unbuttoned his shirt, pressed his chest with both hands, and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation urgently.

"One, two, three, four, five, six... sixty, sixty-one, sixty-two, sixty-three..."

Time passed by minute by minute, and drops of sweat flowed down Zhao Xinyue's cheeks and onto Li Feng's chest.

"No, no, it's been two minutes and there's still no response..."

Zhao Xinyue calmed down, poked Li Feng's chin with one hand to expose his trachea, pinched Li Feng's nose with the other hand, bent down, and began to perform artificial respiration.

A thick and unpleasant smell of smoke instantly rushed into her throat, burning her so much that she almost vomited.

"Do you need help?"

"Why don't we just take him to the Municipal People's Hospital?"

Next to him, the shop owner Hu Jianming was jumping up and down in anxiety.

If someone dies in the store, this business will definitely fail.

The lady boss raised her eyes and said, "The hospital is 2,000 meters away. Lao Hu and Xiao Wang, please help and take him to the hospital quickly."

Upon hearing this, the two men rolled up their sleeves and were about to come over to move Li Feng.

"Don't move!"

Zhao Xinyue shouted, "I'm a nurse. This is sudden cardiac death. If we don't save him within four minutes, he'll die. There's no time to get him to the hospital!"

The voice was so stern that Lao Hu and Xiao Wang dared not move.

If you force the action, and the person dies, it will cause even greater trouble.

"What should we do?" The proprietress shook her hands, her whole body shaking.

Zhao Xinyue looked at it and her mind brightened. She said, "Boss, you are very strong. Listen to my instructions. You do chest compressions and I will do artificial respiration!"

"Me? Can I? No, I can't." The proprietress waved her hands.

"I won't forgive you for not saving someone in need!" Zhao Xinyue shouted, shaking her hair.

"Well, then, according to your opinion, this is what you said."

"Here, push harder, harder, and harder!" Zhao Xinyue commanded.

"No, no, if you push any harder, my ribs will be broken..."

"There's no time left, three minutes left, almost four minutes left. Hurry, hurry up, press even if the ribs are broken, press hard. It's not your fault if they break, I'll take the responsibility!" Zhao Xinyue said sternly.

“Crack!”

Broken sternum.

“Ouch—”

Li Feng slowly woke up.

"Alive, alive, Li Feng, you are alive." Zhao Xinyue raised her lips, stared into Li Feng's eyes, and said happily.

"Alive, alive! That's great!"

"Very good."

The proprietress and her husband, as well as the crowd of diners watching, all breathed a sigh of relief, their faces filled with joy.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Just then, a whistle sounded and a team of medical staff rushed in.

"Here, here, the patient just woke up, one of his ribs was broken, and he had been in a coma in our hospital for three years..." Zhao Xinyue gave instructions one by one and helped carry Li Feng into the car.

"Patient number one?"

"right."

"Patient No. 1 just got out of the hospital, and he's already eating, drinking, shopping, and smoking. It's fine if the patient doesn't understand, but you, the nurse, don't understand either?"

"I, I..." Zhao Xinyue's tears couldn't help but flow down.

Li Feng looked at her, silently held her hand, and comforted her: "Xinyue, don't blame you, blame me..."

His hands were very big, just holding her small hand in his heart.

Zhao Xinyue sobbed twice and looked at Li Feng. She saw his bright eyes staring at her, and she couldn't help but feel sweet in her heart.

The grievance in my heart suddenly disappeared.

After a while, two blushes appeared on her cheeks again, which made Li Feng stare at her intently.

The ambulance sped on the road and quickly sent Li Feng to the operating room.

“Who are the family members?”

In front of the operating room, the doctor on duty, Liu Jinsong, asked while holding the medical order form.

"Me." Zhao Xinyue replied.

"You? Oh, okay, sign."

Liu Jinsong glanced at the two people's tightly clasped hands and said.

Zhao Xinyue signed, and Li Feng released her hand and warned her, "Xinyue, promise me not to tell my parents."

"Um."

"Bang!" The door of the operating room closed.

Two hours later, there was another "bang!" and the door of the operating room opened.

Li Feng was pushed out, wrapped tightly.

Liu Jinsong's face was very solemn, and he said:

"The patient had just woken up and theoretically should have had a good rest, but he was overworked in the past few days, especially smoking, which led to cardiac arrest."

"After this, you must quit smoking and drinking."

Zhao Xinyue was very worried: "Doctor Liu, will there be any sequelae?"

Liu Jinsong glanced at her, saw her worried look, and comforted her, "Don't worry, he's just too weak. After six months of recovery, he'll be back to normal. With some exercise, running a marathon won't be a problem."

"Thank you, Doctor Liu."

"Well, let's send it to Ward 3. Are you on duty today?"

"I'm taking a break, but I just switched shifts with my colleague, so I'm working today."

"The ribs are fine. I'll be discharged after about three weeks of hospitalization. I estimate I'll be fully recovered in about two months."

"good."

There was another sound of wheels rolling, and Li Feng found that he was back in the ward where he had been lying for three years.