Chapter 402 Return to Base Camp
After wrapping Fisher in a sleeping bag and feeding him two energy gels to ensure that he would not suffer from hypothermia and that his vital signs remained stable, Bifang looked around and suddenly found Yao Jun's red scarf. He grabbed it, squeezed it, and asked.
"Did you buy your scarf yourself or was it given to you by someone else? Does it have any significance?"
Yao Jun was stunned for a moment, then said proudly: "How is it? It looks good, right? This is a limited edition, I specially..."
Before Yao Jun could finish his words, Bifang ripped off his red scarf.
Yao Jun felt a chill on his neck. Before he could react, he saw Bifang cut a red strip off his scarf with a dagger.
"Fuck, what are you doing!?"
Ignoring Yao Jun, Bifang tied a red cloth strip to the spare trekking pole in Fisher's backpack, used a simple snow shovel to clear the ground, then inserted it deeply into the snow, buried it, and pressed it with stones.
Bifang stood up and clapped his hands. "Okay, this is all white, or exposed dark rocks. A red ribbon will be very conspicuous, making it easier for rescuers to find and find it. Many times when passing through avalanche-prone areas, climbers will tie a bright ribbon on their heads or arms, which also has a purpose. I asked you this because I want to know if this scarf has any special meaning. Since there is no special meaning, just use it."
At this point, Yao Jun wanted to cry but had no tears: "It really is a limited edition, there are only 500 copies in the world, woo woo woo."
"Wait, where's Withers? Don't we need to worry about him?" Jarrett shouted when he saw Bifang was about to leave.
Jarrett is not a saint. As a director, he has the professional habit of protecting the reputation of his actors. If Bifang could collect the body at this time, he would surely win a good reputation.
If Bifang can break this unspoken rule, it will undoubtedly be more beneficial than harmful to his or her "future".
pity……
Bifang looked down at the crack and shook his head: "No need. Besides, how do you know that he wants to return to his hometown?"
Jarrett was stunned for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember: "Did Withers sign the document?"
[File? What file? ]
The audience was stunned.
Can you talk about something that is understandable?
Bifang explained briefly: "It's similar to a body donation book."
Climbing Mount Everest is a game for the rich and dreamers, and therefore it also exposes a problem: even with professional team training, many people are still unprofessional.
Unprofessionalism will lead to accidents, and if you are not careful, the entire team will be implicated.
On Mount Everest, almost everyone is "selfish" and will turn a blind eye to people who are dying. Every climber knows that the price of helping others may be "dying together."
As for moving the body, it is even more impossible.
Therefore, every climber will sign a document before going up the mountain, and the family members need to approve and sign it, which states whether the body should be brought back after death.
The answer is that many people choose to "stay in the mountains."
"Once a Sherpa team found a body and moved it to a better location on the mountain. When the family found out, they expressed their wish to move the body back to its original location because that was the deceased's last wish."
[Is there such a thing? ]
[I understand. If I were to get into trouble, I wouldn’t want to come down. Maybe someone could still see me a hundred years later.]
[Follow Fang Shen and you will be amazed every day]
[I have learned something new. I can go back and brag about it.]
[Methods for picking up girls +1]
[After watching Fang’s live broadcast of Mount Everest, can I go back and lie to others that I have also climbed Mount Everest (dog head), and even tell them about it in detail? ]
After the explanation, Bifang took Yao Jun and Jarrett and continued to go down the mountain. Based on the signal from the detector, they found two more people. Unfortunately, one was seriously injured and the other had lost vital signs.
The injured person was as seriously injured as Fisher, so Bifang could only perform simple first aid measures for him and try his best to stabilize his vital signs. The rest was up to fate.
In the short descent of fifty meters, two lives were witnessed, which made the atmosphere in the live broadcast room quite silent.
The mortality rate is just a simple statistic.
The dangers of climbing Mount Everest were now displayed to everyone like a skinned elk, covered in blood.
Until the third person appeared.
"Lao Fang, Lao Fang, there are people here too!"
Hearing the sound, Bifang hurried over, looked at the "ice cubes" dug out by Yao Jun and Jarrett, and wiped the snow off each other's faces.
This is……
"That Japanese guy! Damn, what a coincidence!"
[Fuck, little Japan, why don’t you just forget it (dog head)]
「Ah, ah, you can’t say that. It’s a disgrace to one’s character.」
[The lips are purple! ]
[They were from the same team, but the captain was on top and the other team members were on the bottom. They were washed away.]
"This is severe hypoxia! This shouldn't happen." Bifang was shocked, looking at the oxygen cylinder in the man's arms with some confusion, but there was no time to think about it. He unbuttoned Saito's shirt and started pressing, but after a few presses, the other party suddenly started coughing violently.
"woke up?"
Bifang was confused again. He just pressed twice. Could it be that he had a talent for medicine?
【Dr. Bi, the Miraculous Healer】
[Awesome, press twice and the dead will come back to life! ]
Saito is still coughing.
Bifang picked up the oxygen cylinder in Saito's arms: "It shouldn't be like this. How can there be a lack of oxygen with an oxygen cylinder? The White Bear oxygen cylinder brand is POISK, the most popular brand of oxygen cylinder. It weighs about seven pounds, which is about three kilograms. This is the most common oxygen tank on Mount Everest. According to the calculation of the Nepal National Mountain Guide Association, such a bottle of oxygen, calculated at the highest inhalation frequency, can last for 5 hours. It's only now..."
Bifang rolled up his sleeves, seven twenty-seven.
They were buried at around 4:30 last night, and it has only been three hours so far. Even if they took a few breaths on the way up, they shouldn't have been able to last only three hours.
Bifang wiped the frost off the oxygen cylinder pressure gauge, and the pointer moved to the far left.
No oxygen?
[Poor quality products kill people]
【Plus one】
[Call the Consumers Association! Claim compensation! Someone almost died, did you know? ]
At this time, Saito took two sips of Jarrett's water and finally recovered.
The recovery was so fast that the oxygen tank showed that there was no oxygen...
Bifang handed the breathing mask to Yao Jun: "Try taking a breath."
"Me? What are you doing?" Yao Jun looked at Bifang warily.
"Try taking a sip, it's not poisonous, hurry up."
Yao Jun looked suspicious, obviously distrusting Bifang, but he could not stand the pressure and took two sips reluctantly. He was surprised to find, "Isn't there oxygen here?"
Bifang suddenly realized: "This is psychological hypoxia!"
Saito, who had just woken up, was still a little confused and didn't understand what this meant.
Bifang put the oxygen mask back on Saito: "Try again."
Saito took the oxygen mask and took two breaths. His pupils slowly shrank. "How is this possible? The oxygen is clearly..."
"You've already used up all your energy, so how come you still have some? If you really have used up all your energy, you'll die from lack of oxygen in a few minutes. Do you think you'll be so lucky to wait for us to get here in a few minutes?"
"What's going on?" Yao Jun and Jarrett were confused.
Bifang knocked on the pressure gauge on the oxygen tank and said, "There is still oxygen in the tank, but the pressure gauge is broken. It may be frozen or it may be crushed. When you were buried, you wore a headlamp and covered your mouth and nose, right?"
Saito nodded.
"That's right. Because there was a certain amount of space, you saw the damaged pressure gauge through your headlamp and thought that the oxygen was exhausted. This made you think you were suffocating, and then you had a 'pseudo-altitude sickness' with purple lips and fell into a coma. But because you were wearing a mask, you were not completely deprived of oxygen. You waited in this state until we came."
"I know you're going to ask how this is possible, but this is roughly what happened. It's a bit like being scared to death."
"I was scared to death..." Saito smiled bitterly. He was breathing oxygen at this moment. Even if he didn't want to believe it, he had to admit it.
"Well, luckily you met us and brought the detector with you. Otherwise, by the time the rescue arrived, even if you weren't really lacking oxygen, you would have become really lacking it. So, can you still walk ? If you can, come down the mountain with us."
Saito stood up unsteadily with Bifang's help and nodded: "My limbs are a little stiff, but I can move them. Let me warm up and go down with you."
"Okay, we are now at 5432 meters above sea level. We still have 100 meters to go and we will soon reach the base camp."
Bifang looked at the altitude recorder and frowned.
The only thing that worries him now is whether this avalanche will cause Nepal to cancel this climbing season?
When will it reopen again?
