"Is it true or false? How could a healthy person suddenly die?"
"Really? His face is blue. It's scary."
Yun Qiao was startled and subconsciously exchanged glances with He Tingjun. Half a second later, the two of them simultaneously began to squeeze forward.
"Make way."
"Please move aside, I can give you first aid!"
He Tingjun was tall and strong, and he quickly made a way out of the crowd, allowing Yun Qiao to squeeze in behind him.
When he got into the crowd, Yun Qiao found a woman wearing a Lenin suit who looked like a cadre lying on the open space in the middle. It was a bit of an exaggeration to call her an old woman. She was not too old. Although her hair was white, her skin was tight and there were not many wrinkles on her face. She was no more than fifty or sixty years old.
At this point, the person was indeed dead.
She was seen with a frown on her face, a look of pain, her mouth open, and a pale complexion. It was obvious that she had suffered a period of painful torture before collapsing.
In her previous life, Yun Qiao worked in the Railway Bureau's health room. Although she mostly treated internal staff for minor illnesses such as headaches and fevers, she was often on duty at the railway station, and she encountered this kind of thing several times every day.
She quickly determined that the cause of the man's accident was most likely a heart attack, but sudden cardiac death was also possible. However, the rescue method for sudden respiratory arrest is the same: cardiopulmonary resuscitation must be performed immediately.
The situation is urgent and the golden four minutes of first aid are fleeting.
Human life was at stake and there was no time to waste. Yun Qiao did not bother to think about anything else. He quickly stepped forward and half-knelt in front of the woman, laying her down in a recumbent position.
After a quick check to ensure the woman's mouth and nose were not blocked and her airway was unobstructed, Yun Qiao unbuttoned her shirt, measured the intersection of the line connecting her breasts and her sternum with one hand, overlapped the base of his palms, and pressed down quickly and forcefully.
Perform 30 chest compressions, followed by two breaths. After five cycles, make a judgment. If breathing has not resumed, continue the cycle.
Yun Qiao had a serious expression, and her first aid movements were standard and beautiful, almost everyone around her was stunned by her.
Especially He Tingjun, he never expected that his friend's little niece could actually perform first aid. Not only did she make a judgment before him, but her cardiopulmonary resuscitation movements were very quick and professional, better than him, who had only received simple training in the army.
But there are some people who don’t understand at all.
Seeing Yun Qiao pressing down on the woman's sternum to a depth of five or six centimeters, he worried she might break it, so he couldn't help but advise her, "Little girl, be careful, hold back. You're pressing so hard, what if you break someone's bones and they blackmail you? You can't save the other person, and you might end up breaking your own as well."
He Tingjun knew this person had good intentions, so he stood by Yun Qiao and explained a few things for her: "She's very capable, and her first aid techniques are very standard. A sternum fracture during first aid is inevitable. Save the life first, then treat the injury. Even if she can't be saved, it's not her fault, and no one can blame her."
He Tingjun was wearing a military uniform, and he had a resolute temperament that could not be cultivated outside the army. With him endorsing Yun Qiao, the people around him also felt relieved for Yun Qiao.
Later, railway station staff came to maintain order, and the noise gradually died down.
However, Yun Qiao was so focused on first aid that he ignored everything else and didn't hear the sounds around him at all.
She is still young and recently suffered from malnutrition and edema. She has little strength and her forehead is covered in sweat after pressing for a while.
Just when she was about to lose strength, He Tingjun came over from the side, seamlessly took over her baton, and continued to perform chest compressions on the woman.
"I'll do it, you take a break."
"Okay." Yun Qiao was sweating profusely and was so tired that he could hardly speak. He slumped on the ground and could only nod silently.
After a while, Yun Qiao finally recovered. She looked at He Tingjun, worried about what to do if He Tingjun ran out of strength next.
The medical staff at the train station had not arrived yet, but she no longer had the strength to continue the relay.
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