Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the oppressive office, heavy breathing echoed through the silence.
The sticky sound of liquid was heard, it was nosebleed and saliva hitting the floor.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, witnessing the miracle of life.
Seeing it was having an effect, Ji Jue was slapping even harder, and under each slap, the suffocating person's face quickly swelled up, and his chest finally began to rise and fall.
But as soon as Ji Jue stopped, the person struggled to breathe again.
His face rapidly turned purplish-blue.
Even worse than before!
"No, I'm almost out of strength."
Ji Jue nervously asked for help, like a sluggish college student who couldn't even finish an 800-meter run: "Everyone help out!"
After all, a life was at stake, even the coldest person couldn't stand by and do nothing at this moment, right?
They all rolled up their sleeves and reached out to help.
Eagerly competing to save a life.
When one was tired, another took over.
