Hearing the men's voices, Tong Yao looked down and sure enough, there was a puddle on the floor. However, the water coming out didn't mean the boy was safe.
At this moment, Tong Yao's mind was a blur. Without thinking, she laid the boy flat on the ground and started performing CPR and artificial respiration on him in succession. Sweat rolled down her face like raindrops after a short while, but she did not dare to slow down. A young life was in her hands. If she didn't do her best, she might lose the child.
After a while, she faintly felt a heartbeat. Tong Yao was overjoyed and quickly continued giving the child artificial respiration.
At this moment, she didn't think about the consequences if she failed to save the boy, whether the boy's father would blame her. Her only thought was to save the child. Suddenly, the boy moved a little and let out a very weak cough.
Tong Yao was overjoyed, the boy was breathing...