As the teacher's grandfather said, the crowd around him looked gloomy and silent.

At this moment, Zhang Kun stared at Ergou on the ground.

Ergou looked about eight or nine years old. At this time, he was lying naked on the ground, his face was cyanotic, his face was purple, and his body was pale everywhere else. At this time, Ergou's chest could no longer see any ups and downs.

The heart has indeed stopped beating, otherwise even if it behaves slightly, it will definitely not escape Zhang Kun's eyes.

However, Zhang Kun suddenly stood up, looked at Ergou on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa Liu, Teacher Li, let me try it."

As soon as Zhang Kun said that, everyone around him was stunned.

Try it? What to try?

At this time, Zhang Kun was still wearing a white coat when he was working in the clinic, with a solemn expression on his face.

Grandpa Liu heard Zhang Kun's words and looked up at Zhang Kun, with a bitter smile of gratitude on his face, and then continued to lower his head to wipe his tears secretly.

"Doctor Zhang, it's time for this, so don't cause trouble." Behind Zhang Kun, an old man in his fifties said in a deep voice.

Zhang Kun's face was solemn, and his eyes were still staring at Ergou on the ground: "I want to give it a try."

"Zhang Kun!" A sharp shout came from behind Zhang Kun, but it was the third uncle next door to my grandmother's house, who was the brother of my grandfather. Zhang Kun wanted to call him uncle, and it would be normal to shout Zhang Kun.

Turning his head and looking at the third uncle's sharp eyes, Zhang Kun gritted his teeth and said hard: "I want to give it a try."

A hint of anger flashed across the third uncle's face. Just as he was about to speak, the grandfather, a teacher standing opposite Zhang Kun, waved his hand, letting the third uncle relieve his anger first, and then looked at Zhang Kun with a heavy heart: "Doctor Zhang, I know you are eager to save people, and this is a good intention. But, tell me, can life be resurrected?"

Looking at the grandfather of the teacher with a serious face, Zhang Kun shook his head silently: "Teacher Li, a person cannot be resurrected after death."

The teacher's grandfather nodded, but at this time Zhang Kun said, "But what if he is not dead yet?"

The teacher's grandfather was stunned.

Not dead?

He suddenly turned his head to look at Ergou on the ground. The teacher's grandfather's face suddenly became shady and calm. Finally, his face darkened. He turned his head to look at Old Man Liu beside him: "Old Liu, you still have to make your own decision on this matter."

"But I have a saying, "Do you want to be a living horse."

Old Man Liu looked up at the teacher, then looked at Zhang Kun, looking at Zhang Kun's young face and the white coat on his body, and then looked down at him, calling his grandfather's Ergou this morning.

Old Man Liu's tears couldn't stop flowing.

Ergou, my Ergou.

Crying and wiping away the tears, Old Man Liu looked at Zhang Kun again, without saying a word, just nodded silently.

Seeing Old Man Liu nodding, the crowd around him fell silent again. Since the parties involved had nothing to say, the others naturally could not say anything.

Zhang Kun, who had agreed, slowly breathed, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Ergou who was motionless on the ground again.

For ordinary people, the heart stops beating and loses breathing, which means that the person is dead. But for Zhang Kun, the condition for him to determine that a person dies is the soul.

As long as a person's soul has not yet left the body, it cannot be said that the person is dead.

At this time, in the eyes of Ergou, Zhang Kun seemed to see two overlapping figures in a hazy state.

Zhang Kun knew that this was not because he saw hallucinations or had blurred eyes, but because there were indeed two two dogs swaying and overlapping each other.

Ergou is indeed going to die. When his soul was completely out of the body, but now, just like what Zhang Kun said just now, Ergou is not dead yet.

Since you are not dead, there is still room for salvation.

At this time, a living life will disappear in front of him. Zhang Kun cannot be indifferent. No matter what, he will do something. Even if he fails in the end and is stabbed by someone, he will do something, and it will be fast.

At this time, the two overlapping figures were becoming more and more apart.

Zhang Kun took a deep breath, then without saying a word, walked directly to Ergou and stretched out his hand, turned Ergouzi on the ground, then hugged him from behind, inserted his hands over his ribs, strangled Ergou's abdomen, hugged him with his head down and feet upward, and slightly raised him to his chest.

After taking a deep breath and making sure Ergou was holding it firmly, Zhang Kun suddenly shouted, closed his hands tightly, and pressed Ergou's abdomen with force.

Press once, press the second time, press the third time.

Then when the fourth time was pressed, Ergou, who was being held upside down, suddenly opened his mouth, and then streams of turbid liquid sprayed out of Ergou's mouth, and some mud could even be seen faintly.

After Ergou spewed the foreign object in the trachea in the outlet cavity, Zhang Kun pressed it a few more times and confirmed that there was no residue. Then he carefully put Ergou back to the ground.

At this time, the crowd around them held their breath and focused, looking at Zhang Kun's every move nervously, especially Old Man Liu. At this time, he could no longer care about wiping his tears, and his eyes were motionless looking at all Zhang Kun's movements.

Although he knew Ergou was already exhausted, the possibility of being rescued basically did not exist.

But Ergou is his grandson, how could he not want a miracle to happen?

Ergou's parents had just been out for a few days and this happened. How could he explain to his son that if Ergou is gone, he would not have to live in this world again.

Ergou...

Old Man Liu's eyes were unconsciously crying.

After using abdominal pressure and chest pressure to discharge foreign objects in Ergou's chest trachea, Ergou still had no movement, his heartbeat was still motionless, and he was breathing without any breathing.

However, the crowd around them were already showing joy. If it weren't for the sake of affecting Zhang Kun, they would probably cheer.

The discharge of foreign objects in the trachea also made Zhang Kun feel a little relieved, but that was all. Extraction of foreign objects only made the originally blocked trachea smooth. However, Ergou's suffocation took too long and his heartbeat had stopped. Whether he could come here depends on the methods later.

Zhang Kun carefully placed Ergou flat and then breathed slowly. Zhang Kun slowly stroked Ergou's chest, then slowly pressed his left hand on Ergou's heart, then slowly raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

Zhang Kun took a slow breath and adjusted his breathing.

At this time, the grandfather of the teacher who had been standing quietly next to him said in a deep voice: "Doctor Zhang, are you going to use the three life-saving punches for cardiopulmonary resuscitation?"

Zhang Kun turned his head and forgot about his teacher's grandfather, then nodded slightly, and stopped talking. He continued to stare at Ergou under him with his eyes focused, then waved his right fist violently, and smashed his left hand on Ergou's chest with five or six points of strength.

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ps: I haven't talked to everyone for a long time, and Situ has no shame to speak. In fact, Situ has not dared to open every book review area during this period and dared not read everyone's messages. Situ is also guilty, and even Situ doesn't dare to talk to the editor.

It is too serious to apply for leave this month of the Chinese New Year. It is only fifteen chapters per month, and it is closed for half a month.

Today I finally plucked up the courage to go to the book review area. Alas, I have said a lot of apologies. In short, thank you for your tolerance.

Situ no longer dared to make any promises of continuous updates at will, because as far as Situ is concerned, if something happens in reality, it will be easy to stop the updates. Situ can only assure everyone that Situ must work hard to write and then try to keep appropriate manuscripts, which may be of some effect.
Chapter completed!