Through all the fighting and dying, May still lay unconscious inside The Beast. It has been a couple of minutes since she was shot, yet nothing could be done to wake her up.
The good thing about all of this was that her chest started heaving after several compressions and medical procedures.
It was a moment of great relief to the medical team inside the vehicle. These were top-notch experts and even retired practitioners who had experience in traditional medicines.
If they had failed in even resuscitating the president, then it would mean that from the security personnel to the medical teams around the president were nothing but jokes. It would have been a matter of time before America would be reduced to nothing by their enemies.
*Cough!* *Cough!*
"Mark!.. Mark!.. What happened?" May inquired as she tried to get up.
As she coughed, she spewed forth a mouthful of blood and the taste of iron made her feel nauseated.