You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

A good variety of drugs in different bottles.

There was a lot of chatter among the onlookers.

"There are so many kinds of medicine. How could we know which one to give her, hurry up and call an ambulance.”

“It's too late! It looks like she is going into a comma.”

"So that's her bag. No wonder it looks like she's looking for something, but it turns out she can't reach her own bag.”

"Does anyone know these drugs?"

Joyce was not influenced by the people around her, she immediately went up and helped Cecelia up. Then she helped her lean forward to help her with her breathing and unbuttoned two buttons of Cecelia’s blouse. Finally, she picked up the glucocorticoid aerosol, pinched Cecelia's chin, and sprayed it several times into Cecelia's mouth. Then Joyce opened one of the vials, took out the oral receptor agonist, put it in Cecelia's mouth, and helped her swallow.

down, though still heavily, and her face gradually returned to

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aid. Otherwise, I really don't know which one is the right one to use

that would be

said with concern, "Auntie, let me help

cafe, Joyce asked the waiter for a cup of hot water and brought it

much better already. She looked at Joyce gratefully, “I can see you know a lot of first aid knowledge, and you know asthma medication well. Are you a doctor?" Joyce waved her hand and smiled, "No, I just took some beginner first

I haven't asked you about your name. If I hadn't met you today, I would have put my life in danger. Thank you

kind, educated, and courageous,

me, and I will thank you properly someday." Cecelia looked down at her watch, and

out Cecelia