She checked Zhang’s airway, but he wasn’t breathing. If he didn’t get oxygen to his brain soon, it didn’t matter how many times the gold sphere zapped him. “See if you can boost the air flow in this compartment,” she told the robot. Then she pressed her mouth over Zhang’s. She pinched his nose and blew hard into his lungs, inflating them with her own breath. She pulled her head back and sucked in a deep breath, then exhaled it into his mouth again. Again. Again. Above her the golden orb bobbed up and down. It looked annoyed.
It's probably annoyed because you're only doing half of the CPR
