Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee
Chapter 100

Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 100

Chapter 100 Be Yourself

"What?"

"Can't breathe, oh my gosh, isn't that the same as being dead?"

"Is there any hope left? Why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet?"

Everyone couldn't help but let out a low murmur, and they gathered around to take a closer look.

Several people in the front could see clearly that Wesley's face was pale, his skin was bruised, and there was indeed no movement in his chest!

"Did Old Mr. Kline have any underlying health issues before? What medications has he taken? Answer me quickly!" Aylin's cold and beautiful expression was extremely stern, and her serious tone demanded full attention.

Waylon was taken aback by her unwavering tone and gaze.

Could it be that she really understands medicine?

Despite Harold's stubbornness, upon hearing that Wesley's condition had worsened, his face turned pale and he immediately reached out to push Robert.

"It's all your fault for wasting time! What's your background, are you deliberately trying to harm Old Mr. Kline? Get out of my way! If anything happens to Old Mr. Kline, I'll hold you responsible!" Robert, on the other hand, wasn't intimidated by him.

In the past, when encountering such an ungrateful thing, he would have slapped the person across the face without a second thought. However, his sister was present now, and he couldn't cause trouble for her by beating someone up here.

Fortunately, he had the physique to take on three opponents at once, effectively blocking Waylon and Harold, and never allowing them to disturb Aylin!

No one in the room believed that Aylin could save Wesley, except for Robert. A pampered rich girl knowing how to save someone's life? What a joke!

The lobby manager had already rushed downstairs for help, using a loudspeaker to search for any passerby with medical knowledge!

Waylon is also going crazy.

Previously, he could tolerate Robert's difficulties, as it was a brother's love for his sister. But now that it involves his most important family members, no one can take it lightly.

He pointed at Robert's nose, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"You need to set boundaries when it comes to loving her! Can anyone master medicine without seven or eight years of accumulation? My grandfather is not here for her to experiment on! Robert, if anything happens to my grandfather, the entire Kline family will never forgive you!"

Robert's forehead twitched in irritation, and he sneered, "I'm afraid by then, you won't even have time to kneel down and thank me!"

Turning around, he said to Aylin, "Aylin, don't worry about anything. I'm here for you!"

There's no need for many words, as the siblings naturally share a deep understanding and connection.

Aylin nodded, then turned her head away indifferently.

For those she didn't trust, if it were in the past, she wouldn't care who they were. She would simply turn around and leave, not even sparing them a glance.

But perhaps her temperament had been tempered over the past three years, so she didn't get up.

After checking Wesley's pulse again, she confirmed that he had entered a state of cardiac arrest shock, and the situation was still quite critical.

Of course, in her view, it's not a big deal.

Aylin decided to start performing CPR.

The surrounding environment was chaotic, almost in chaos. It would be difficult for anyone else to remain calm in such a situation.

However, Aylin had previously provided support to the peacekeeping forces. She had bandaged the wounded amidst the chaos of war and had saved children on the brink of death under a hail of bullets. This commotion was far from enough to affect her!

Wesley unbuttoned all of his shirts and loosened his belt.

This ensures the blood flows back properly.

Immediately, Aylin quickly positioned her fingers at the lower third of the midpoint between the sternum and the nipple line. With her right hand over her left and her back straight, she didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not. She knelt down and began performing chest compressions on Wesley "One, two, three..."

Aylin muttered under her breath, meticulously recording the number of presses in an orderly manner.

"Old Mr. Kline has had a heart(bypass)surgery, the doctor said he can't be pressed randomly! Stop It right now!" Harold roared.

Aylin seemed not to hear, continuing to focus on the task at hand.

The golden window for resuscitating a sudden cardiac arrest is four minutes. If she were to miscount or apply the wrong pressure depth, it would be pushing Wesley towards certain death! Although surrounding people didn't understand medical principles, seeing her work so professionally made him waver, "Does she really know what she's doing?"

"I'm not sure, but it seems like that's the case..."

"But didn't that man say Old Mr. Kline has some kind of illness that prevents him from receiving CPR? Why is she still pressing on?"

However, there were those who didn't buy into it. One person, with a mournful expression, covered their face and said, "I guess I should go back and write my resignation letter!"

Suddenly, countless pairs of eyes were fixed on Aylin. There were those filled with disbelief, anger, and others who just shook their heads and sighed...

The woman composed herself, letting nothing distract her. In this small space, there was only her and the patient she needed to heal.

At this moment, she cast aside all her worldly identities, and as a healer, she devoted all her efforts.

One cycle passed, and Aylin immediately brought her two fingers together, placing them beside Wesley's Adam's apple, two fingers' width apart, to check the pulsation of his carotid artery. Three seconds later, Aylin continued with a deep gaze.

When she was very young, she had witnessed the death of a loved one right before her eyes.

From that year on, she was determined to become an exceptional doctor, so she would never have to endure the pain of losing a loved one again.

Now she has acquired a wealth of skills, and she will never let the people she wants to save be taken away by the Grim Reaper. Even if the Grim Reaper himself comes to collect them, she can still bring them back!

CPR compressions have strict standards. The number of compressions per minute should be controlled at 100 to 120 times, and the depth of each compression should be at least 2 inches.

This intense pressure is, for a girl with average physical strength, not much different from running half a mile.

Therefore, CPR usually requires two adults to take turns in order to ensure quality.

But Aylin alone completed three cycles.

The murmurs of the crowd gradually subsided, and Waylon seemed a bit taken aback.

Even if one hasn't seen pork, they've seen a pig run. Aylin's movements were almost identical to the ones in the videos he had watched. Could it be...

In the blink of an eye, while everyone was dumbfounded, Aylin completed four cycles last night.

However, Wesley remained motionless, showing no reaction at all.

Can this even wake me up?

Just as everyone was feeling terrified, Aylin completed her fifth cycle. It was almost the very moment she finished the fifth cycle.

Cough! Cough! Cough!