At this point, Charlotte thought here was her chance to redeem her image.
She can do alittle artificial respiration.
So, Charlotte trotted to the man. “I’ll do it, I’ll give him artificial respiration.”

She glanced at the man lying on the ground, slightly fat and ordinary looking. His lips were white because of choking.

Charlotte tried to hide the disgust in her eyes, pinched the man’s nose with two fingers, leaned over and began to do artificial respiration.

Repeated chest compressions and artificial respiration, then repeated chest compressions and artificie respiration.

She tried her best to recall the first aid knowledge she had been taught in school and struggled to do it.
After pressing for a while, the man on the ground did not spit out the water in his chest.

Charlotte was sweating profusely.

She glanced at Luther every now and then, being afraid he would see the signs.

It should be correct. This was how to administer help. Why did it not work?

man. She had made much efforts. ith cursed in her heart, her hands

give help and do artificial respiration. Thinking to himself, Charlotte did know first aid. That

seeing the result, she became impatient. She increased the force and pressed

over to pick up Joyce, or else his

The man lying on the ground spits out a large

forehead slicked with sweat, and

the same time,

car quickly ran down a

the ambulance where there

the towel, dried her hair, and wiped her body all

wasn’t hot either. The wind blew across her

simply wrapped the bath towel around her body. Luther was fine. Only his pants got wet. After

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