Reborn, I was pursued by the Prince of the Broken Sleeves

No, he is not dead yet.

There was still a possibility that he could survive.

Su Manman clearly remembered that her master once said that the pulse is like the heartbeat.

Some people's heart stops beating for a quarter of an hour, but with the help of external force, their heartbeat can be restored after a period of time.

In other words, there is still a possibility of resurrection.

The most crucial point here is that we must never give up on the people being treated.

You may not survive if you persist.

But there is hope to live again.

When everyone gave up, Su Manman still did not stop and kept pressing on his chest.

When it was his turn to breathe, he reminded her, "Your Highness, hurry up and breathe."

Ye Mo looked at her paranoid look and grabbed her wrist, "Listen carefully, he is dead."

"Passing the air." She didn't explain, just said two words to him.

This time, he didn't move.

"Pass the air." She emphasized her tone again and stared at him.

In the night, the sweat on her forehead dripped down her cheeks, and the hair on her temples stuck to her face.

Since pressing the chest is also a physically demanding task, she was breathing slightly, her lips were pale, and blood was faintly seeping from the clothes on her right shoulder.

"You're crazy. He's dead," he emphasized again.

"Pass the air." This time, she did not emphasize the tone, but gave a stern command.

Su Manman's skin was tense and alert, and she looked determined, as if she would lean over if Ye Mo didn't stop the next moment.

"it is good."

In the end, Ye Mo compromised.

This scene reminded him of when he was dying in the psychedelic forest, and she was so persistent, saving him regardless of the consequences, giving him hope of survival.

That's why he is alive now.

He leaned over and continued to breathe.

Su Manman continued to press, and the two cooperated with each other and continued to work hard.

Doctor Li and Wu Xiaowen looked at the two men's actions and were puzzled.

Wu Xiaowen approached Doctor Li and whispered, "Mr. Li, have you ever seen such a process of saving a life?"

Li Yuan shook his head. "The person is already dead. What's the point of making such a fuss?"

"Yeah!" Wu Xiaowen was also very puzzled, his eyes were confused.

What happened to Your Highness?

Following this Miss Su, such shocking things can be done.

Whenever His Highness leaned over to breathe, he couldn't help but pursed his lips, and finally he covered his mouth with his hand.

Sin ah.

Why let him see such a scene?

How weird!

Has His Highness been under a spell? Why does he listen so much to Miss Su?

What on earth are these two people doing?

Wu Xiaowen wanted to persuade them, but seeing how paranoid the two were, anyone who dared to say a word would be slit in the throat with a glance from their eyes, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

They could only turn their eyes to Master Xuwu who was reciting scriptures on the side.

The little monk on the ground is his disciple.

The person is dead, the deceased is gone, and cannot withstand such torture.

Unexpectedly, Master Xuwu stood there like a giant Buddha, chanting scriptures.

It was as if no one had heard of or seen the two people's shocking behavior.

These three people formed a strange combination.

The three of them were clearly doing their own things, but at this moment, it seemed as if a net was covering them, connecting them together.

The people around them, on the contrary, seem to be out of tune with them.

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely.

That minute, that second, seemed so short in the past, yet now it seems so long.

Before his eyes, blood was slowly seeping out from the clothes on Su Manman's shoulders. She seemed unaware of it, and her hands never stopped moving for a moment.

The fingers of the hands pressed against my chest were trembling slightly, and my hands were numb and I could hardly hold them anymore.

A hand grasped her wrist and said coldly, "Let me do it."

"But you..." Su Manman was a little worried that he was not strong enough.

I was also worried that he was already injured and it would make matters worse.

"You come to supervise." He stopped her and glanced to the side, "Wu Xiaowen, come here, you pass on the air."

"I..." Wu Xiaowen really didn't expect that he would be called out.

His reputation!

He hadn't kissed the girl yet, but wanted to kiss a young monk first.

Oh my god!

His life is also his life!

"Come here." Ye Mo ordered coldly, and then called out, "Zhuifeng, you just looked carefully, you come and press the chest."

"Yes." Zhuifeng came over quickly and took over Su Manman's task.

Su Manman stood aside and watched, "Guardian Zhuifeng, you have strong hands, be careful, just press the chest cavity down an inch, don't crush the bones."

"Yes."

In the next quarter of an hour, Wu Xiaowen and Zhuifeng will complete it.

Zhuifeng has greater endurance and strength than Su Manman.

Wu Xiaowen also worked very hard.

Time passed by unbearably every second.

The person on the ground didn't move at all.

Motionless, no different from a dead body.

Li Yuan's patience ran out, and he could no longer bear to watch. He said in a cold voice, "Your Highness, this young monk has passed away. Please do not continue to humiliate his body."

"This is a sacred place for Buddhism. The Buddha is watching over it. Please don't mess around anymore."

Yes!

He thought these people's strange behavior was chaos.

If a person has died a long time ago, can he be brought back to life by pressing and breathing like this?

He had been practicing medicine for many years and had read medical books that were centuries old, but he had never seen such a way of saving a drowning person in any medical book.

Nonsense!

What nonsense!

But why couldn't His Highness listen? Even the highly respected Master Xuwu couldn't listen.

Li Yuan shook his head. Just as he was feeling disappointed with Master Xuwu, a low and long voice came to his ears.

"Shh... Ugh..."

The motionless person on the ground suddenly let out a low groan from his nose, tilted his head, and spat out a few mouthfuls of dirty water.

The head slowly turned, the eyes opened, and the person woke up faintly. The first words he said were: "Miss, are you the fairy sister from heaven who came to save me?"

Su Manman's eyes suddenly became moist.

She choked up and said, "Yes, I am the fairy sister in heaven, I am here to save you."

"Mingjing, you're alive."

"Sister, I had a dream."

"In my dream, I was a young man from a wealthy family. During a Lantern Festival, I got lost from my family."

"From then on, I suffered from hunger and was bullied. It was my master who saved me and took me in."

"Later, I met a beautiful sister."

"I fell into the water and I died."

"My beautiful sister kept insisting on saving me. She said I wasn't dead."

"She wants to save me and keep me alive."

"I woke up."

The bright purple complexion gradually turned rosy, tears welled up in the eyes, and the blurred gaze gradually focused and became clear: "So, this is not a dream."

"Recharge your energy and don't speak for now."

Su Manman comforted him, "Don't worry, you're fine."

A dead person suddenly came back to life.

Wu Xiaowen wiped his mouth and looked at the person talking on the ground in disbelief.

If it wasn't a sacred place for Buddhism, he would have thought it was a case of resurrection.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand and took the patient's pulse.

God!

His pulse was weak, but there was one.

He really lived.

Li Yuan on the side was even more incredulous. He ran over and took the patient's pulse carefully again. The pupils in his eyes gradually enlarged.

What kind of ghost medical skill is this!

The dead man was really brought back to life by this girl.