Wu Qing's ears were ringing from the beating, but she had no time to reason with the nanny. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and ignored her. She shouted to the man kneeling beside the drowning woman, "Get these people out of the way. She still has a chance of survival."

There was moonlight and lights, but her eyes were blurred by the river water and sweat and she couldn't see anything. She was so anxious that her eyes turned red. She didn't care who was in front of her. She only thought about how to do chest compressions.

She had already walked to the person lying on the ground, holding up her skirt.

The nanny was not willing to give up. She shouted, "You slut, I told you not to hesitate..." and chased after Wu Qing to beat her again.

Wu Qing was caught off guard by the first blow, so how could she possibly allow herself to be hit a second time? Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the crazy woman stumbling towards her.

Wu Qing had lifted her wet skirt to her knees. She raised her foot and kicked the old lady who was rushing towards her. The old lady screamed in pain.

The old nanny never thought that she would dare to fight back. The kick landed heavily on the nanny's chest and abdomen, sending her flying.

Wu Qing's eyes were full of tears, and the faces of the people seemed empty to her at the moment, but she just felt that the man opposite her could shock this group of palace servants.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the old lady was kicked out, Wu Qing shouted at the man again, "What are you still standing there for? Lay her flat on the ground, and everyone else, get out of the way!"

She could feel the pressure of a superior from this man.

The man glanced at her with a chilling look, but he still put the woman on the ground as he was told and waved his hand to let everyone else disperse.

But the old woman refused to give in, shouting, "I'll fight you to the death..." She stood up and was about to pounce again. Wu Qing looked in that direction, but she was just looking for the sound and couldn't see clearly. "If you let this old thing get close to me again," she pointed at the person lying on the ground and said, "Just wait for me to collect her body!"

The man said nothing, and Wu Qing didn't know what he did, but she knew that someone had taken the old lady away.

The old nanny's scolding gradually faded away, but it still reached Wu Qing's ears. She was still crying, "Bitch..."

The dress was tangled around her body and she couldn't take it off. Wu Qing held up the dress and took the last step with great effort, finally reaching the person she had rescued.

Without hesitation, she knelt beside the drowning person. She knew she should check if there was any blockage in the person's airway, but she couldn't see clearly. She could only pry open the person's mouth and roughly explore with her fingers. Fortunately, there was nothing.

She then said to the man opposite, "No matter what I do, you must not let anyone come to stop me, and you must fully cooperate with me. This man still has a chance of survival. If you interrupt him midway, I will be powerless to save him."

After she finished speaking, she didn't care whether the man agreed or not, and immediately said: "Tear the clothes around her neck."

The man tore off the drowning man's clothes.

Wu Qing knelt on the side of the drowning person, placed the base of one hand on the center of the sternum, and placed the other hand on top of the first hand, cross-stacked, and used the weight of her body to press vertically down on the chest, calculating the depth and time in her mind. When it was almost time, she let go. She had just pulled the person out of the water, and it was too tiring to drag the person's clothes along.

After doing a set of thirty compressions, he lowered his head and gave the patient two artificial respirations. Then he looked up at the cold and stern man in front of him and said, "You do it!"

It's not a discussion, it's an order.

The man was completely taken aback. Wu Qing got angry and said, "Hurry up, don't waste time!"

"Cross your hands and use the base of your palms to press this spot..." Without waiting for the man to react, Wu Qing grabbed the man's hands and placed them on the spot that should be pressed.

Wu Qing could feel that the man did not completely believe her, but he did as she said. Wu Qing knelt on the ground, counting for the man and controlling the rhythm.

After 30 times, shout: "Stop."

Wu Qing leaned over and performed two more artificial respirations, then looked up and said to the man, "Keep going!"

……

After Wu Qing finished the sixth artificial respiration, as the man started to press, a large amount of water suddenly gushed out of the person on the ground's mouth. Wu Qing reached out and turned her face to the side to prevent the water from choking back into her airway.

She let out a long sigh, and then she collapsed on the ground as if all her bones had been taken away, not wanting to get up anymore.

In this palace, no one dared to speak to Helian Han like this, not even his third brother had ever been so fierce.

There was no room for doubt. He was either scolding or giving orders, but for some unknown reason he did not punish her.

As if by some strange coincidence, he actually listened to her instructions.

As if by some mysterious force, the seventh sister spit out water and came back to life.

……

Seeing that palace maid, who was like a water ghost, had exhausted all her strength and collapsed on the ground, Helian Han also collapsed.

It was not until this time that someone came over with a palace lantern.

Helian Han wanted to say thank you, thank her for saving Seventh Sister.

I also want to say that you are so brave that you dare to kick Seventh Sister's wet nurse and even order me in the palace to help you.

I also want to say, isn’t this the palace maid in my third brother’s palace who talked to me about reeds and water conservancy?

But what he said was: "Is your arm okay?" He remembered that her arm was broken.

At the same time, the familiar and pleasant bass voice that sounded in Wu Qing's ears made her dazed for a moment.

Hearing this pleasant bass voice, Wu Qing felt silently at peace.

She thought she must be going crazy, and when she heard those words, she suddenly felt a piercing pain in her arm.

But in the blink of an eye, the pain had already made her eyes go black...

Helian Han reached out and took the shaky Wu Qing. Wasn't she very tough just now? What happened?

When Wu Qing woke up again, she was lying on the familiar dragon couch in Xifeng Pavilion.

He Cui stood aside with red eyes.

As soon as Wu Qing moved, she was overwhelmed by pain, which made her see stars.

He Cui hurriedly stopped her, "Sister, don't move." But she was just a beat too late.

Wu Qing spoke with difficulty, "My arm..."

He Cui said, "It's all right now. My sister's arm was already broken, and she used more force to save the Seventh Princess that day. Not only did the original bone not heal, but it became even more dislocated. She needs to straighten it."

Wu Qing had now endured the wave of pain and was sweating all over.

"Who's watching it this time? Is it that Bai Yuanpan again?"

"No, this time it's another doctor, someone I haven't seen before. He is the one appointed by the Ninth Prince himself." He Cui looked at Wu Qing's dry lips and poured her a glass of water.

Wu Qing drank a glass of water from He Cui's hand and felt a little better.

"Your Highness the Ninth Prince?" Wu Qing remembered that she had heard his voice before she lost consciousness.

Not to mention that the emperor fainted when he saw that he could let down his guard and seemed to be a truly reliable person, he also felt much more at ease knowing that he was there.

Just then the door curtain moved and Wu Qing looked over.

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