At the beginning of the fire to save people, I was broadcast live as a firefighter

Seeing this scene, Dolma's pupils shrank suddenly.

Although she comes from a remote and backward Sherpa town.

But before working, they have undergone strict and professional pre-job training.

Some sudden diseases that will appear in the plateau have been learned.

Although she wasn't entirely sure, there was a 90% chance that she had high altitude pulmonary edema.

This is due to the great difference in air pressure inside and outside the body caused by respiratory disturbances, resulting in impaired lung function bleeding.

This is not a very serious condition.

It can be relieved quickly by just letting the patient inhale enough oxygen while maintaining even breathing.

This high altitude pulmonary edema.

But the difficulty now is that Mr. Zhang is completely unconscious, and she doesn't even have an oxygen cylinder in her hand.

Originally, it was like their cheap [luxury group], everyone needed to carry their own equipment.

Normally, there will be necessary items in the backpack, such as oxygen cylinders.

However, the backpacks of the two unconscious passengers had already been plundered by the middle-aged couple in the quarrel just now.

One of the oxygen cylinders was not spared.

The reason for snatching is that the current trap is entirely due to Zhuoma and these two oil bottles.

She looked at the middle-aged couple and said earnestly:

"Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, can you give us one of the oxygen bottles in your hand?"

"You should still have 5 oxygen cylinders on hand, I only need 2 oxygen cylinders."

"You return Mr. Huang's oxygen cylinder to him. They urgently need oxygen now, otherwise more serious complications will appear soon."

Dolma's tone was very sincere, and what he said was a matter of human life.

The two of them were not blind, and of course they saw Mr. Huang coughing up blood just now.

However, the two were unmoved. They were even worried that Dolma would snatch it forward, so they subconsciously took two steps back.

Seeing the movement of the two taking half a step back, Dolma felt a little cold in her heart.

Not because the temperature outside was close to minus 40 degrees, but because the behavior of the two couples made him feel a little scared.

In the current situation, oxygen has never been the most critical factor.

The most important thing is to keep warm and survive.

However, the two couples now have a total of 5 oxygen cylinders, but they are unwilling to share even one of them.

She began to regret it.

Some regretted the concession and compromise just now.

Is it really the same as what my father said?

At an altitude of 5 kilometers, morality and conscience will only let you die without a place to bury yourself?

impossible!

Didn't the Buddha always say that sowing good causes brings good results?

I never do bad things, why did I accept such evil consequences?

She looked down at Mr. Zhang in her arms, and there was more and more blood foam around his nasal cavity.

If the other party is unwilling to provide oxygen cylinders, Mr. Zhang will probably die due to his illness aggravating in a short time.

Dolma took a deep breath and begged again:

"Please! Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, 4 bottles of oxygen cylinders are more than enough for you."

"I just want one bottle! One bottle is enough! Please! If you stand by like this, he will die!"

At this time, Mrs. Zhao may not be able to bear it or the weak person has a conscience.

She frowned slightly, pulled her husband's coat and whispered:

"How about giving them a bottle of oxygen?"

"Otherwise, I'm really afraid that they will die here, and then put the responsibility on us."

Hearing that the other party may place the responsibility on themselves.

Mr. Zhao's face changed again and again, and finally cursed secretly.

He took two steps back before slowly opening his backpack and picking out a used oxygen cylinder from inside.

This bottle of oxygen has his name written on it. He was a little short of oxygen when he went up the mountain, and he used a lot early on.

Since the relationship between the two sides was already a bit bad, Mr. Zhao didn't bother to take it directly, but put the oxygen cylinder by his feet and kicked it lightly.

The arm-thick oxygen cylinder rolled in the direction of Dolma.

Seeing the two people on the opposite side, they didn't do anything unconscionable in the end.

Dolma also secretly let go, already clenched his fists.

Don't look at Zhuoma's thin body, she is still a girl.

But if there is a real conflict, the number of people on the opposite side will be doubled.

Dolma also has the confidence to clean up the opponent easily.

After all, Sherpas have lived on Mount Everest since childhood.

Even if he was injured, it was not something these two city people could handle.

I didn't do anything just now, just because the other party was the employer and I was the hired tour guide.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the other party to grab something from him.

Suppressing the dissatisfaction in her heart, she picked up the oxygen bottle.

Immediately frowned, she had come into contact with things like oxygen cylinders too much.

As soon as I picked it up, I knew that the bottle of oxygen had been used up a lot.

She shook the oxygen bottle gently, and only about 8% of the oxygen in it was left.

She sighed helplessly, but now is not the time to argue with the other party.

He found a towel from his backpack and gently wiped off the blood foam around his nasal cavity for Mr. Wang.

Dolma opened the oxygen bottle first, and tried the size of the gas.

Then the portable oxygen cylinder was placed on Mr. Huang's mouth.

The sudden increase in the amount of oxygen made Mr. Huang thrown back into the water like a fish struggling on the shore.

He breathed in the fresh and sweet oxygen with big gulps, and the blood foam continuously sprayed on the breathing mask along with his breathing.

The originally transparent breathing mask instantly turned blood red.

Seeing his violent reaction, Dolma quickly reminded:

"Mr. Huang calm down, breathe slowly, your breathing is too fast now."

"If you choke the foreign object into the intake pipe, it will be troublesome."

Dolma comforted Mr. Huang in a low voice while stroking Mr. Huang's back.

Fortunately, Mr. Huang woke up slowly after inhaling oxygen.

He quickly followed Dolma's instructions and lowered his breathing rate. Seeing that Mr. Huang was still obedient, Dolma heaved a long sigh of relief.

Mr. Wang's breathing began to slow down.

Dolma reminded again in a low voice:

"Mr. Huang, I'll take off the breathing mask first..."

Before Zhuoma could say the second half of the sentence, Mr. Huang, who was half lying on the ground quietly, immediately covered the mask on his mouth tightly, for fear of being pulled away by Zhuoma.

Seeing this, Dolma sighed helplessly.

But he also knows that this is human nature, and this breathing mask is like a life-saving rope.

Someone suddenly said that the rope should be removed, and no one would want to change it. She explained in a low voice:

"I'm not going to take away your oxygen cylinder, I'll help you wipe off the blood on the oxygen mask first, otherwise your breathing will be very difficult."

Hearing his explanation, Mr. Huang opened his eyes and looked at Zhuoma with bloodshot eyes.

Dolma patted the back of his hand covering the oxygen mask lightly, showing a reassuring look.