"Drowning...drowning!! Can you help uncle call the imperial physician to treat Erhu..."
"His Majesty……"
Before Liang Qiuyu could say anything, Baili Tang came out. He asked Liang Li to lay Liang Erhu flat on the ground and asked, "How long have you been drowning?"
"Half...half a cup of tea..."
Baili Tang immediately unbuttoned Liang Erhu's shirt and then checked Liang Erhu's mouth.
Liang Erhu had already lost consciousness, his limbs were cold, his face was purple, and his mouth and nose were filled with bloody foam.
Half a cup of tea, about seven minutes, had passed the golden rescue window, but it was still possible to save the patient. Baili Tang wasn't sure if he could be saved. He had only taken a simple CPR course and had never practiced it on a real person, except on a doll.
He had no other thoughts at this moment, he just wanted to save people. Save this chubby kid.
He placed his hands vertically on the lower half of Liang Erhu's sternum, pressing down hard, and then ordered Liang Li: "Give him two breaths immediately!"
"How...how..." Liang Li didn't know what breathing was.
"Blow into his mouth twice!" Do you want me to do it?
I blew on my son twice, but he didn't wake up.
Baili Tang continued pressing, still at a rate of one hundred per minute. After more than twenty presses, he asked Liang Li to breathe in Liang Erhu.
After repeating this several times, Liang Erhu suddenly coughed. Then a lot of water and weeds flowed out of his mouth, followed by another round of coughing!
“He’s alive!! He’s really alive!!!”
Someone shouted excitedly.
By this time, the place was already crowded with people.
Even the old imperial physician was standing by. He wanted to go in and save the people, but seeing the tyrant emperor messing around, he let him mess around. Nine out of ten people who drown can't be saved.
Unexpectedly, the tyrant emperor, together with Liang Li, brought a "dead man" back to life in full view of the public.
As a medical student, he naturally didn't believe in the absurd notion of a dragon's aura protecting the body. If the emperor possessed such a divine aura, why would he need an imperial physician like them?
Eunuch Yang is different from others. There is a hint of pride in his eyes - Your Majesty is always Your Majesty!
The historian hurriedly wrote it down, but he seemed to have forgotten some steps. He wanted to ask His Majesty for advice, but he didn't have the courage. His Majesty also had the power to bring the dead back to life.
Liang Qiuyu was very excited. She couldn't tell why she was excited. Was it because His Majesty had saved Erhu, or because Erhu was out of danger?
Only Erhu's father finally collapsed from exhaustion. He ran all the way with his son on his back to find the imperial physician, almost exhausting all his strength.
Liangjiazhuang was nearly ten miles away, and there were still flooded rice paddies. Unless he and Erhu happened to be at the edge of the county town.
"Dad, the thresher's wooden barn has been salvaged..."
"Erhu, don't say you're doing this for the sake of fishing..." Liang Qiuyu said in feigned anger. For a wooden warehouse, he even gave up his life. Even though you are a good swimmer, you can't defeat this flood beast.
"Father, Sister Qiuyu...where am I?"
"gate of hell!"
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