After closing the bathroom door, Zhang Heng did not turn on the faucet in a hurry, but looked at Fan Meinan again.
"We may be able to find other ways, you don't have to be like this..."
"Yes, you are right, but your friend probably can't wait that long." Fan Meinan said, taking a deep breath and turning on the faucet on the bathtub, "I may struggle later, I can't help but think To raise my head, you have to make sure my mouth and nose don’t leave the water…”
Fan Meinan paused and then said, "Set the time at 4 minutes. If it's too short, I might not see anything valuable. If it's too long..."
"If it takes too long, you may become brain-dead. Even if you are rescued, you will only become a vegetative state." Zhang Heng continued, "When a person is deprived of oxygen, brain cells will die in about 5 minutes. I will do it within 5 minutes." So you can breathe again."
"Well, that's good if you know." Fan Meinan said, "Okay... I don't have anything else to explain."
She glanced at the bathtub again, but it was only half filled with water now.
Fan Meinan took this time to unbutton and take off his coat, leaving only the innermost vest.
Although she tried her best to act as normal as usual, her obviously heavier breathing still betrayed her inner feelings at the moment.
The first time they met before, when Zhang Heng ran away with Fan Meinan in his arms, they noticed that she was very light. However, she usually wore loose clothes and it was hard to tell from her appearance. Now when she took off her top, Zhang Heng could I found that she was really thin, and her arms were very thin, with almost no flesh.
Fan Meinan didn't seem to be used to being stared at like this. He folded his arms and turned slightly, muttering in a low voice, "Why is it so cold?"
"I'm going to ask if there's anything that can be heated." Zhang Heng said as he opened the door.
But Fan Meinan quickly stopped him, "No, just leave it like this, it won't last long anyway."
After that, neither of them spoke again until the bathtub was filled with water. Fan Meinan stretched out her hand to test the water temperature and said to Zhang Heng, "Let's get started."
The latter nodded.
Fan Meinan rarely had such a serious expression on her face, but now that she had made a decision, she did not hesitate and dove into the bathtub.
The world became quiet at this moment, and there was no other sound in her ears. Her black hair spread out like algae, and a string of bubbles spit out from her mouth, from the bottom to the surface. At this moment, she was like A mermaid living under the sea.
But this beautiful picture did not last long.
Soon Fan Meinan felt like she was hypoxic. Her survival instinct made her want to raise her head and breathe air again, but her reason kept her in her current posture until there was less and less air left in her lungs. , Fan Meinan also became more and more struggling.
But just when she could no longer hold on, a hand held her head and pressed her face firmly into the water.
The water in the bathtub shook violently.
Fan Meinan's struggle became more and more intense. In the end, her desire to breathe exceeded everything else. She desperately tried to open the arm behind her back, and her nails scratched Zhang Heng's skin, leaving bloody traces. However, he was still unable to raise his head. After a while, Fan Meinan's struggling strength became weaker and weaker with the loss of oxygen.
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This process was also a torment for Zhang Heng behind him.
Especially when he witnessed the whole process of Fan Meinan drowning and watched her desperately trying to survive, not only was he unable to help her, but he had to drag her into the abyss with his own hands.
People with poor mental qualities may have collapsed at this moment, but Zhang Heng's arm was stable from beginning to end. Even though his flesh and blood were bruised by Fan Meinan's scratches, Zhang Heng never let go of his hand from beginning to end.
However, at the last moment, Zhang Heng hesitated and took one of Fan Meinan's hands. The latter, perhaps because he had exhausted all his strength, finally gradually became quiet after being held by Zhang Heng.
After waiting for another five seconds until there was no movement, Zhang Heng took Fan Meinan out of the bathtub, who was no longer breathing.
At this time, just one and a half minutes had passed.
Zhang Heng placed Fan Meinan's almost weightless body on the bath towel spread on the ground.
Fan Meinan now looks like she is asleep. Her hair is wet and stuck to her forehead, making her look frail and beautiful.
Zhang Heng stared at the Shanghai star pointer on his right hand.
Four minutes was such a long time for him for the first time.
Zhang Heng started to rescue twenty seconds earlier than the agreed time. He pressed his hands on Fan Meinan's chest and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on her.
However, the latter did not respond at all after a set of compressions.
Fan Meinan still closed her eyes tightly and was not breathing.
Zhang Heng couldn't care less at this time, and directly put Fan Meinan's head on his knees, leaned down, and performed artificial respiration on Fan Meinan. He then repeated the previous compressions and then performed artificial respiration...
After two rounds, Fan Meinan's carotid artery finally began to have a pulse.
So Zhang Heng also gave up the compressions and continued to repeat artificial respiration.
Until their lips parted once, Zhang Heng reached out and subconsciously checked Fan Meinan's pulse, only to find that the latter had opened his eyes at some point.
The two people's eyes met, and the next moment Fan Meinan suddenly started coughing violently, and then couldn't help but vomited on Zhang Heng's lap. She hadn't eaten much since night, and only drank some beer at the KTV. After eating two bags of melon seeds, she vomited out the undigested parts.
However, Zhang Heng didn't show any disgust. He picked up Fan Meinan and let her lean against the bathroom wall. Then he wiped her hair and cheeks with a clean towel.
"I saw her, I saw her..." Fan Meinan said in a weak voice.
"Well, if we have anything to do, we'll talk about it later." Zhang Heng used the washing glass to get some water for Fan Meinan, "Let's rinse our mouth first."
Fan Meinan stretched out his hand, but he almost couldn't hold it firmly when he took it. At the critical moment, Zhang Heng held the bottom of the cup again.
"I'll do it." Zhang Heng put the water in the cup to Fan Meinan's mouth.
The latter took a sip, rinsed it in his mouth, and spit it into the toilet nearby, "Sorry, your pants... I didn't mean to do it."
"In view of the fact that I just kept your head in the water, it is already relatively gentle for you to vomit on my pants." Zhang Heng said.
"For a moment, I was really worried that you wouldn't be able to save me, or that my brain would have been irreversibly damaged if you saved me." Fan Meinan took two more greedy breaths of air, "I'm pretty sure I'll probably I won’t do anything so crazy again.”
