"Dr. Chen, according to the smart wristband, a patient's heart rate has dropped below sixty."
"I checked by touch, and his breathing seems a bit weak too?"
"Of course, I'm not sure what the standard is for weak breathing. I've been comparing his breathing with another patient and some healthy classmates nearby. Compared to normal, this patient's breathing is already quite faint."
"In this situation, should we lay them on their side, or is there something else we can do?"
Chen Mu: "!!!"
Just listening to what He Congming said, Chen Mu was suddenly somewhat thankful that He Congming was at the scene.
If it weren't for He Congming thinking of using the smart wristband to monitor the patient's heart rate,
perhaps normal students wouldn't even notice the patient's heart rate weakening.
Chen Mu took a deep breath.
Almost forcing himself to calm down, "He Congming, listen to me now."
He Congming: "Dr. Chen, go ahead, you're the professional, we'll follow your lead here!"
