Reborn, meet you again!

When Song Wan and the Fang family's servants arrived on horseback.

Fang Yuan and Xing Zixian had been carried onto a large ship. They were lying side by side with a large puddle of water under them. They both looked pale and in extremely bad condition.

Xing Zixian's father Xing Tianming and Fang Zhongze surrounded the two of them, looking anxious.

After seeing Song Wan's figure appear, Fang Zhong hurriedly strode forward and spoke to her excitedly.

"Miss Jiang, you're finally here! Hurry! Come and check on Yuan'er and Master Xing."

Song Wan walked quickly to Fang Yuan's side without stopping and checked her condition first.

Xing Tianming, who was standing by, was worried about his son. When he saw Song Wan first looked after Fang Yuan, he felt a little dissatisfied, but didn't say anything.

He had just asked someone to fetch a doctor from the nearest clinic, but the doctor said the patient was beyond saving.

He also knew a little about the woman who cured the old lady of the Song family's eye disease.

At this moment, his son's life was at stake, and he didn't dare to show any of his arrogance as the Minister of Justice.

After Song Wan checked Fang Yuan's condition, he immediately turned around to check on Xing Zixian's condition.

The situation of these two people is indeed not good. If we use the ordinary method of burying ashes or steaming, it will not only be too cumbersome and too late, but the possibility of saving them is also very small...

At this moment, her mind quickly flashed through a method of saving a drowning person that she had seen in Lu Ming's notes.

Although she had never heard of that method and it looked extremely strange, she had no choice but to take the risk and give it a try given the current situation.

That weird old man Lu Ming has many strange abilities, and she believes in him.

Song Wan thought about it, and immediately reached out to lift the clothes covering Fang Yuan, tilted her head back slightly, and then pressed her chest regularly while looking at a doctor-like person who was carrying a medicine box on the side.

"Time is urgent. Please, doctor, follow my method to save Mr. Xing."

Upon hearing this, Xing Tianming hurriedly pulled the doctor over and spoke sternly.

"Do as she says!"

The doctor immediately squatted down in a panic, looked at the movements of Song Wan's hands, and stretched out his hand tentatively, but was a little hesitant because he had never seen such a strange method before.

Just now he also found out that this young man was actually the youngest son of the Minister of War, and his pulse was obviously very weak and almost non-existent when he arrived.

If he did what the girl said.

If someone dies later, won’t he...

Song Wan also noticed the doctor's uneasiness and was about to speak to comfort him, but Xing Tianming, who was standing behind the doctor, suddenly picked up the doctor and threw him aside.

Then he decisively lifted his robe and squatted down, pressing his son's chest rhythmically according to Song Wan's instructions.

Since the doctor has reservations, he is afraid that he will not be able to get anything done.

His son's life was at stake right now, so he had no choice but to try it himself.

So even though he saw Song Wan breathing into Fang Yuan's mouth in an increasingly strange way, he gritted his teeth and learned to do the same.

Seeing that Xing Tianming had learned the technique well, Song Wan said no more and just continued with his movements while reminding him.

"Minister Xing is a martial artist, so don't use too much force, lest you injure Master Xing. About 50% to 60% of your usual strength will be enough..."

"If there is any foreign matter in Mr. Xing's mouth or nose, you must clean it out first..."

"Every time you press thirty times, perform two breath transfers..."

As Song Wan kept giving instructions, time passed by minute by minute. However, even though a thin layer of sweat had formed on Song Wan's head, the two people on the ground still showed no reaction.

Xing Tianming suddenly felt a little anxious.

At this time, the servant sent by the Shangshu Mansion to invite the doctor from Jirentang also returned.

The person who came was an old acquaintance of Song Wan.

Doctor Sun from Jirentang.

However, when facing Minister Xing and Minister Fang, his attitude was obviously not as ostentatious as last time.

He just glanced at Song Wan thoughtfully, and when he heard that she had been rescuing the two drowning people for a long time but they still had no response, a hint of gloating flashed across his eyes.

Last time, this woman saved that woman in Jirentang and made him lose face.

Hearing that the Jiang family was going to open a medicine shop, the people in the capital were looking forward to it. Even when he was seeing patients, people would ask him if he could prescribe the kind of medicine that Miss Jiang mentioned that did not require self-brewing.

This medical skill is profound and extensive. There are thousands of diseases for thousands of people. How can you just buy the same medicine and take it directly?

If this is the case, what is the use of having doctors like these?

It's just sensationalism!

Today, she finally knows her own worth.

Doctor Sun thought about it and pretended to be nervous to stop Xing Tianming from pressing Xing Zixian.

"Sir, this is absolutely not possible. This is absolutely not possible!"

"Master Xing is already drowning. If you press him carelessly like this, the accumulated water in his body will only push deeper into his lungs! This could be fatal!"

Jirentang was originally the property of Minister Xing's mansion, and Doctor Sun was the best doctor in Jirentang except for the old doctor Li, so Xing Tianming naturally believed in him.

Moreover, he had just tried Song Wan's method to rescue the patient for a long time, but to no avail, and had already exhausted all his patience.

Hearing Doctor Sun say this, he became anxious. He frowned and glanced at Song Wan, then immediately stopped what he was doing, stood up, and asked Doctor Sun to take Xing Zixian's pulse.

Doctor Sun couldn't help but look at Song Wan, who was still rescuing Fang Yuan, with a bit of pride when he saw this, and then he put his hand on Xing Zixian's hand. However, after he took his pulse, his brows couldn't help but frowned.

This person...

It can't be saved.

Doctor Sun's thoughts suddenly changed, and he sighed heavily, pretending to express regret.

He stood up and shook his head at Xing Tianming.

"Sir, there are many ancient methods for rescuing drowning victims, such as the burial method and the steamer method. However, they cannot be used rashly until all preparations are complete. Just now, you pressed hard on Master Xing's chest... and wasted so much time. Now, I'm afraid... it's too late."

Doctor Sun said this and glanced at Song Wan meaningfully.

"A doctor who has even a passing understanding of drowning treatment wouldn't be so reckless. It's really..."

Doctor Sun sighed heavily again as he spoke.

He looked extremely regretful.