Feng Zaisan checked on Old Han's condition.
The situation was dire.
Breathing was almost halted.
If they didn't take action before the paramedics arrived, Old Han would die.
"He needs artificial respiration, Mr. Feng, please step aside."
Song Moting volunteered.
Artificial respiration wasn't a problem for someone with his medical experience, and there was no need to choose, given Song Moting's age.
A young person performing artificial respiration was much more suitable than an elderly person.
Feng Zaisan voluntarily stepped aside.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting moved closer.
"There should be an issue with abdominal pressure; who has a sharp knife?"
While Song Moting was performing artificial respiration, Jiang Xiaoxiao swiftly examined the patient.
The others looked at each other in dismay.
Who would bring a knife to a wedding banquet!
It's not like they're here to cause trouble.
