The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

After Lan Xinhui put the fish away, Wang Zichen and the three of them were still discussing something together, so she got in the car and drove away.

Driving to the square outside the suburban park, Lan Xinhui saw a lot of old grandpas and grandma who came to exercise gathered there, and the music of the square dance also rang out.

Because there were more people coming and going on the road, she slowed down and drove slowly.

Suddenly, someone ran straight in front of her car. Fortunately, her speed was very slow, so she stopped the car in time to avoid hitting her.

The man who ran past her car didn't seem to notice that he was almost hit, and he ran straight to a place.

Lan Xinhui couldn't help but followed his figure to look over. She saw a small group of people on the grass not far from the roadside, and everyone stretched their necks to look inside.

"...Heart attack...I'm out of breath..." Lan Xinhui vaguely heard the people passing by her car discussing.She immediately unbuckled her seat belt, glanced outside the door, pushed the door hastily, and ran over there.

"Give way, everyone, don't crowd around here." She said loudly as she ran over.

Hearing her voice, someone took the initiative to make room for Lan Xinhui to squeeze in.

She saw an old man lying motionless on the grass.People around him, some pinched him, some patted him, some called...

"Please call for an ambulance immediately." Lan Xinhui said, stretching out her hand, quickly checked his breath, and checked his pulse.

"An ambulance has been called." Someone replied.Everyone saw that her movements were more skillful, so they gave way to her.

Lan Xinhui raised the old man's chin so that his trachea would be unobstructed.

Afterwards, she groped around his chest to find the correct position, put her right hand on the correct position, put her left hand on top of her right hand, lifted her fingers upwards, and then pressed down hard.

She presses quickly, maintaining a rate of 80 to 100 compressions per minute.

The cars of Wang Ziji and Wang Zichen drove out one after another.

Wang Ziji's car braked suddenly not far behind Lan Xinhui's car.Wang Zichen didn't expect him to brake suddenly and almost hit him.

Just as he was surprised, Wang Ziji got out of the car and ran to a nearby place.

Miao Miaomiao quickly discovered the abnormality: "Something seems to have happened over there." She pointed to Wang Zichen while talking.

Wang Zichen looked over, and through the onlookers, he vaguely saw the back of Lan Xinhui straddling a person, her body was shaking rapidly.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Zichen was shocked suddenly!

"It seems to be doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation." Miao Miaomiao said, "Let's go and have a look too!"

Wang Zichen mechanically unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door to get out of the car, and walked over there.

His eyes were tightly locked on Lan Xinhui's body which was constantly rising and falling rapidly.

Such a scene seems familiar...

Wang Zichen remembered that a long time ago, when he went to see the field in the suburbs, he saw Lan Xinhui doing this in the car.

At that time, he was misled by Xin Tiantian's angrily accusing Lan Xinhui and Xin Jinrong of having an affair, so he thought that they were in Che Zhen.

At this time, a similar scene reappeared, and he realized that he had misunderstood the situation in the car at that time.And after that day, news did come that Xin Jinrong had a heart attack and was hospitalized.

Why didn't he think of this at the time? !

At that time, his prejudice against Lan Xinhui was too deep, that's why he misunderstood so deeply.