"No... nothing. There's nothing. No breathing, no heartbeat." Nohime sobbed, completely at a loss.
"Start rescue breathing and chest compressions immediately."
"Res... rescue breathing?"
"Hurry. Every second wasted brings him one second closer to death."
"I... I understand."
Nohime hesitated no longer. Following the first-aid methods she had learned before, she pried open Han Zhiqi's mouth, quickly cleared his mouth, and began rescue breathing. After two rounds, she started chest compressions.
Nohime kept praying in her heart that Han Zhiqi would not die.
After going back and forth for over a dozen rounds, Han Zhiqi still showed no reaction. Just as Akino and Yuka thought there was no hope left, Nohime, bent over Han Zhiqi's mouth, suddenly felt a faint breath.
Nohime carefully checked again, then abruptly raised her head. Looking at the two through tear-filled eyes, she cried out happily, "There is! There is! He's breathing!"
Akino and Yuka exchanged smiles and secretly breathed sighs of relief.
Akino went to Han Zhiqi's side and felt his chest. Sure enough, his heart was beating again. With Akino's help, Han Zhiqi's stiff muscles had softened.
Although Han Zhiqi had temporarily come back to life, his condition was still dire. He had lost too much blood, and there was no medicine. No one knew how much longer he could hold on.
Akino reminded them worriedly, "It's only a little past six in the morning. There are still nearly two hours before the assessment ends at eight. Han Zhiqi's condition is terrible. If he doesn't receive treatment in time, then I'm afraid..."
That "I'm afraid" extinguished the little bit of joy in Nohime's heart.
"Then... then what are we waiting for? Hurry and take him down the mountain for treatment!"
Akino sighed. "We have no right to make that choice for him. Do