This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

"Mo'er, you've thought it through?" The blind woman's face lit up with joy, a faint smile appearing on her lips. "Mo'er, Mother... mmm... mmm... mmm..."

However, she could no longer speak.

……

These past few days, Ye Xiaoxiao has been extremely busy, either gathering herbs on the mountain or on her way to gather herbs on the mountain.

Some traditional Chinese medicines are more effective after being processed.

The first medicine she was going to prepare was a prescription for treating fractures.

Finding the medicinal herbs alone took her a lot of time.

Although the herb *Erigeron brevis* is readily available in the countryside, she wanted the old kind, which she would burn into charcoal to better preserve its properties and inherent characteristics.

The prescription for bone setting contains four kinds of herbs. The main ingredient is bone-setting herb, and another one is the seven-leaf lotus that we've been using on Grandpa Wang these past few days.

The other two are *Ulmus pumila* root and *Cunninghamia lanceolata* root.

After breakfast that day, she carried the dried herbs into the kitchen, intending to burn them into charcoal.

He Wuyou and He Wuyang put down their bowls and chopsticks and ran to the river to pick up cedar branches for her.

Just as she was about to go out and call the two of them back, she saw He Wuyou running back all the way, her little face panicked, her eyes still misty, and even her voice carrying a hint of panic and unease.

"Mother! Sister-in-law! Ah Yang has fallen into the river!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaoxiao threw down the herb root in her hand and ran towards the river as fast as she could.

At this hour, most people come to the river to wash clothes. When Ye Xiaoxiao ran over, she saw He Wuyang lying across the back of an ox, and someone was leading the ox slowly.

She rushed over and swiftly pulled He Wuyang off the cow's back.

Ye Xiaoxiao laid the person flat on the ground, knelt down beside him, and quickly felt for He Wuyang's carotid artery.

There's no heartbeat!

Ye Xiaoxiao steadied herself and tried to remain calm. She took a deep breath, pried open He Wuyang's mouth, and checked for any foreign objects.

She used her right hand to lift He Wuyang's chin, opening her airway, then pinched her nose and blew two breaths into her mouth.

Then, they clasped their hands together and began to press on He Wuyang's ribcage.

"one two three four……"

She looked intently at the little girl who had been so lively just moments before, now lying pale on the ground, and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

With He Wuyou's support, He's mother stumbled over. Her legs wouldn't obey her commands. Looking at the silent person lying on the ground in front of her, she was so shocked that she forgot to cry.

"What is Ye Xiaoxiao doing? Can she really save someone's life like this?"

"I don't know. Old Wang's cow just happened to be drinking water here. They kindly put the little girl on the cow's back so she could spit out the water."

"Yes, isn't this the method everyone uses?"

"I have never seen anyone revive someone by blowing air into their mouth."

"I think that little girl is probably not coming back. I heard she's already passed away."

Upon hearing this, Mother He could no longer hold on. Her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, "My son!"

Someone advised Ye Xiaoxiao: "Why don't you put the child on the ox's back? That way, they might have a chance to survive. Otherwise..."

"Yes, on the back of the cattle!"

"If the ox can't be turned around, then it's gone."

Most of the onlookers shook their heads in regret. Such a young child, what a pity!

Ye Xiaoxiao ignored what these people were saying. She repeated the blowing and pressing motions. After five or six times, she reached out and touched He Wuyang's neck. Finally... there was a pulse!

"Cough...cough cough...cough cough cough..."

He Wuyang coughed and spat out a lot of water.

"Hey! He's alive! He's alive!"

"I've lived most of my life and I've never seen anyone who stopped breathing and been brought back to life!"

"It seems that Ye Xiaoxiao is indeed quite capable."

"..."

Upon hearing that her youngest daughter had been saved, He's mother finally felt relieved and burst into tears, experiencing a sense of peace as if she had survived a disaster.

He Wuyou's pale face finally regained some color, and she stared intently at her younger sister as if she would disappear at any moment.

Lying down, He Wuyang struggled to open her eyes and saw her sister-in-law kneeling beside her, her face covered in sweat and her expression extremely excited.

Ye Xiaoxiao hugged the little girl tightly, feeling a wave of fear wash over her.

Fortunately.

No one knew how panicked she was. A living life was hanging in the balance, one end seemingly in her own hands, the other a grim reaper from hell.