You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

At this point, Charlotte thought here was her chance to redeem her image.

She can do a little 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 artificial 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?

made much efforts. ith cursed in her

himself, Charlotte did know first aid. That night she also gave him artificial

did this many times over and over. Without seeing the

force and pressed

Joyce, or else his eyes kept staring at

was

ground spits out a large mouthful of river water

Finally, it worked!

with sweat,

same time,

car quickly ran down a group of professional first

stretcher, put him in the ambulance where there were oxygen tanks. A paramedic handed Joyce and Luther a few large

hair, and wiped

wasn't hot either. The wind blew across her body, and the

simply wrapped the bath towel around her

Only

ambulance left, the crowd of onlookers also

around him, Luther's mind