The two graduate students immediately adopted a ready stance.
Chen Mu: "He's about to cough up phlegm, someone assist and gently pat his back."
Ji Hao had already returned to his original position, one hand lightly supporting Che Liang's head.
His other hand held onto Che Liang's oxygen mask.
Zhou Qiqi followed Chen Mu's instructions and gently patted Che Liang's back.
Che Liang's breathing became increasingly rapid.
Chen Mu suddenly focused: "Take off his oxygen mask!"
"Huh?"
Although Ji Hao didn't know how Chen Mu judged the timing.
His actions weren't slow at all.
The teachers at the university had repeatedly instructed them before they came.
Although the university doctors at Hai City University were around their age.
Their years of medical studies and experience were at a completely different level.
"Ugh!"
A large mouthful of yellow phlegm was coughed up, and Che Liang's breathing was noticeably smoother afterward.
The trash bag was white.
