The billionaire girl: Daddy and Mommy, love me again

When Cheng Xingwan and Li arrived at the creek, Xiaoji had already been rescued by people who arrived earlier.

At this time, they were anxiously holding the unconscious him upside down on their backs and running back and forth.

He tried to pour out all the water in his stomach by this method.

Xiaoji's mouth was slightly open, and water and debris kept flowing out of his mouth.

In the end, no more water came out of his mouth, and his bloated stomach became flat, but he still didn't wake up.

"Oh no, there's no breath!"

Unable to feel Xiaoji's breathing, the rescuer lay on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

He stood up and said sadly, "The child is gone!"

“Xiaoji…! My dear Xiaoji…!”

Xiaoji's mother and grandmother were supported by others and walked the longest road in their lives. They staggered towards this side.

As soon as I got closer, I heard the news that the child was gone.

Suddenly I felt like the sky was falling.

"Ah...! My grandson!

My little Ji...!

Oh God, please open your eyes!

Give me back my Xiaoji!

Take my old bones away, I've had enough of living!

My Xiaoji is only five years old, and he is the only child in our family!

Oh my God, how can you be so cruel! "

Xiaoji's grandmother hugged him and cried heart-wrenchingly.

The shrill cries made everyone present's eyes red and they began to wipe away their tears.

"Alas! Xiaoji is a child with a miserable life. He lost his father three years ago.

Fortunately, Uncle Genchang knows carpentry and works for the Cheng family, earning an income, so they built a new house this year.

Life seemed to be getting better, and his grandmother had said a while ago that she would send him to school in August, but who knew this would happen. "

"Stop talking, it makes my heart ache like a knife. The one who has it the hardest is little Jinniang!"

"Hey, where's little Jin-niang?"

"Little Jin! What are you doing?"

"Oh no! Little Jin is upset and is about to jump into the river. Stop her!"

"Quick! Save people!"

At the critical moment, someone who was close to the river stopped Xiao Jiniang who was about to jump.

"Little Jinniang, what are you doing?"

Xiao Jiniang had a blank expression, empty eyes, and said nothing.

He just kept trying to break free from them and was determined to commit suicide.

"Mom, help!"

As a student of pharmacy in his previous life, Cheng Xing had studied the symptoms of most diseases in order to prepare the best medicine.

What's more, first aid knowledge such as drowning is a must-learn knowledge for every medical student.

When no one was paying attention, she pressed her fingers on Xiaoji's neck. Feeling a faint breath, she nodded to Li.

"Auntie, give me the child. I've seen my second uncle save a drowning person. Let me try."

Xiaoji's grandmother hugged him tightly. She had gone mad and could not hear anything anyone said.

"My little Ji, my dear grandson, it's all your fault. You didn't take good care of me.

Don't be afraid, Xiaoji, I'm here, I'm holding you, don't be afraid!"

"Hurry up and get some people to take the child away so that the lady of the boss can have a try!"

Deng Biao also rushed over and saw that Xiaoji's grandmother was holding the child tightly. Fearing that this would delay his last hope of survival, he quickly directed several women to go forward and hold her down and snatch the child from her hands first.

"What are you doing, let me go, let me go, no, that's my grandson, my grandson, give him back to me, give him back to me.

My little Ji, don’t cry, I’m here, I’ll come to save you right away, little Ji…!”

Li took the child, laid him flat on the ground quickly, pried open his mouth, and cleared out foreign objects from his mouth and nose.

"Village Chief Deng, come and help. Just like this, breathe into the child's mouth. Don't stop."

After she taught Deng Biao the method of artificial respiration, she knelt on the ground and continuously performed chest compressions on Xiao Ji.

After a quarter of an hour of rescue, Xiaoji still showed no signs of waking up.

However, the numbness in Li's hands was no longer felt after being pressed.

Deng Biao was also so tired that his face turned red and he was sweating profusely.

"Forget it, don't bother the child anymore, just let him go in peace."

"Yes, it's fate. How can we get back the people who have fallen into the hands of the King of Hell?"

Cheng Xingwan's face was solemn, and his originally firm heart was somewhat shaken at this moment.

"Xiaoji! Grandma's Xiaoji..., wait for grandma. When your grandpa comes back, grandma and he will go with you. We will reunite as a family over there."

"Little Jinniang, your life has just begun, you must not be pessimistic!"

......

Looking at the two people who had lost hope of survival, I thought that even if they were alive, they would be immersed in regret and tears for the rest of their lives.

She was unwilling to accept this result, so she bit her lip and tried her best to give it a try.

She remembered a method she had accidentally seen in an ancient book and decided to give it a try one last time.

"Mom, give it to me!"

She handed a heart-protecting pill to Li and asked her to feed it to Xiaoji, and also gave her a water bag filled with spiritual spring water.

Then he took out a piece of ginger from somewhere.

Everyone's attention was on Li, and no one noticed that Cheng Xingwan had already put the ginger slices on Xiaoji's Shenque acupoint.

At this time, she was lighting an moxa stick and giving him moxibustion.

It was not until the unique smell of mugwort smoke reached everyone's nose that people noticed the little girl's strange behavior.

"This child... why is she still playing house on Xiaoji's belly? Hurry up and take her away. Xiaoji is already pitiful enough."

Mrs. Li hurriedly explained, "Everyone has misunderstood. Nannan is not playing. She often watched her second grandfather treat illnesses and save lives. She learned this method from him."

"Someone come hold the moxa stick! My hands are sore!"

Cheng Xingwan's arms became sore after raising them for a while.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

The monkey volunteered to take the moxa stick.

"Keep this distance, hold on!"

Giving the moxa stick to the monkey, she came to Xiaoji and put her hand on his chest.

"call......!"

It's still warm, I hope it's not too late!

Sitting on the ground, he took one of his hands and began to feel his pulse.

As time passed, the crowd that had been silent and holding their breath gradually began to become restless.

In their opinion, Xiaoji had stopped breathing and had been gone for quite some time.

Unless the King of Hell releases him, even the gods cannot save him.

"Shh! Stop making noise!"

A hint of joy flashed across Cheng Xingwan's serious little face.

The frown on his face slowly relaxed.

"There's a pulse!"

A single stone can cause a thousand ripples. When these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar.

"Child, do you mean that Xiaoji is alive?"

"Really...really alive?"

"Kid, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"It can't be wrong. Didn't you notice that Xiaoji's face was pale and bloodless just now, but now it's much rosier."

The crowd was talking about it, and Monkey's hands holding the moxa sticks were shaking with excitement.

Only Cheng Xingwan still had a stern face, holding his breath and concentrating on carefully checking the increasingly strong pulse.

“Cough cough cough….wawawawa…..!”

"Alive! Alive! Xiaoji's grandmother! Xiaoji's mother! Xiaoji is really alive!"