121: Help my buddy! He looks like he's dying!

In the lounge, Wang Lin looked at the scene before him and felt a headache coming on.

At first, he thought only one player had fainted.

Who would have thought that after entering the lounge, he would find three other people also lying on the chairs, sleeping soundly.

The four people in front of him were in exactly the same state.

The same pale faces, the same white foam at the corners of their mouths.

In fact, two of them even seemed to have stains on their pants.

It was hard to imagine what they had gone through to end up in such a state.

At this moment, the other players in the lounge also looked half-dead.

Although they hadn't fainted, they all had pale faces and dull eyes.

Swallowing, Wang Lin finally understood why Li Zhou had mentioned that salary model earlier.

He had never seen a Haunted House that could scare players to such an extent.

"Eh?"

Just then, Red Spirit, who had gone to get disposable pants, returned to the monitoring room.

She immediately noticed that Wang Lin's state seemed different from the other players.

A look of surprise appeared on her face. After handing the pants one by one to the players who needed them, she approached Wang Lin and asked, "Sir, are you here to rest?"

"Ah, I..."

Wang Lin was pulled back to reality by Red Spirit's sudden question.

He looked at Red Spirit and quickly waved his hand, saying, "I'm here for an interview."

"Interview?"

Red Spirit raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, I'm here to apply for a medical employee position."

"The boss went to the monitoring room, so I came over to take a look."

Wang Lin, having fully recovered, said to Red Spirit, who looked like a Haunted House employee.

"Medical employee?"

Hearing Wang Lin's answer, Red Spirit breathed a sigh of relief.

She had just thought that the boss didn't want her to be so exposed and had specifically hired a new employee to help Fang Xiaolu.

A smile reappeared on her face. With the spirit of mutual help among colleagues, Red Spirit skillfully walked to the corner of the lounge and brought the medical kit to Wang Lin.

"My name is Red Spirit, and I'm also an employee of the Haunted House."

"We'll be colleagues from now on, please take care of me."

After putting down the medical kit, Red Spirit said with a smile.

"I'm not yet..."

Hearing Red Spirit's words and looking at the medical kit in front of him, Wang Lin was stunned.

He was about to say that he wasn't a formal employee of the Haunted House yet when suddenly, an urgent voice came from nearby.

"Boss, is the boss here?"

"Damn it, quickly save my buddy, he seems to be dying!"

Not far away, a man was lying straight on a lounge chair.

His eyes were tightly closed, but his whole body was twitching, and white foam kept coming out of his mouth, which looked very scary.

One of the man's friends was immediately terrified and instinctively shouted loudly.

In the monitoring room, Li Zhou also saw this scene.

He immediately stood up, raising an eyebrow.

Before, dozens or even more players would faint almost every day.

But such symptoms had never appeared before.

Could it be that this guy concealed his physical condition?

Simply fainting from fright wouldn't cause so much white foam to come out of his mouth.

In the lounge, Wang Lin also saw the man spitting white foam.

He rushed to the man's side in one stride, frowned, and quickly asked the person who had just called for help, "Does your friend have any brain disease or epilepsy?"

"Or, has he ever been bitten by a cat or dog?"

"Ah? No... no!"

The player being questioned seemed completely bewildered at this moment.

Hearing Wang Lin's question, he instinctively shook his head.

"No?"

Wang Lin's frown deepened.

Usually, if someone faints from fright, their body wouldn't twitch and spit white foam.

The greatest possibility is that this person suffers from some brain disease or epilepsy or similar illnesses.

Or, he might have rabies or something.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Wang Lin suddenly looked at the man's face.

After observing for a while, his expression changed.

The next second, he directly reached out and pulled the man up from the chair.

At this moment, the other conscious players around noticed this scene.

Upon seeing the man's condition, many people were stunned.

No way, buddy, isn't this too exaggerated?

Fainting from fright is one thing, but spitting white foam and twitching all over.

Is this the rhythm of losing one's life?

Red Spirit, standing behind Wang Lin, was originally ready to act.

She still remembered the boss's instructions.

No matter how much they scare the customers, there's one thing that must never be violated.

That is, no one must die!

However, after seeing Wang Lin's actions, she dismissed the idea of intervening.

Because she had already figured out what Wang Lin intended to do.

It must be said that since he dared to apply for a medical position, he certainly had some skills.

The man spitting white foam actually had a faint purple tint on his pale face, which was impossible to see without looking closely.

At this moment, Wang Lin wrapped his arms around the man from behind.

Then, he made a fist with one hand, pressing the palm inwards on the man's belly, and covered the fisted hand with the other hand.

Both hands applied force, constantly squeezing upwards, as if rubbing something.

Soon, someone noticed something.

"This is... the Heimlich maneuver?"

Not far away, a player murmured.

Wang Lin's current movements were very similar to an emergency first aid maneuver.

This maneuver is used to rescue people who are choking and suffocating on something.

The entire lounge quickly fell silent, everyone watching Wang Lin's actions without a word.

In the lounge, Li Zhou watched the surveillance footage, his furrowed brow gradually relaxing.

It wasn't that he was careless or trusted Wang Lin, but rather that he had already seen Red Spirit nod towards the camera.

Sure enough, under Wang Lin's continuous squeezing, the fainted man suddenly made a vomiting motion.

The next second, a sticky object fell to the ground.

Others instinctively looked and found that it was chewing gum!

As the chewing gum was expelled, the man's originally pale-to-purple complexion gradually became flushed at a visible speed.

Not only did he stop spitting white foam, but his body also stopped twitching.

Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and gently placed the man back on the chair.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he looked at the man's friend and said, "Alright, let him rest for a while, he'll wake up soon."

"I'm telling you, your brother is truly bold, eating chewing gum even in a place like this."

"He's really not afraid of death!"

Shaking his head, Wang Lin let out a long breath.

He had indeed been startled by the man's condition just now.

But fortunately, he keenly noticed a faint purple tint on the man's pale face.

Connecting it to the man's symptoms, and since the other party had no special illnesses, he quickly concluded that this guy was probably choking.

And the facts were indeed as he expected.

This guy was simply choking on a piece of chewing gum.

It was also fortunate that he had just come in.

If not, it's likely the other party would have truly met his end here today.

Because ordinary people would never have thought that the man was choking.

Even if they immediately called for help, by the time the hospital arrived, his body would probably already be stiff.