Chapter 8 Artificial Respiration
As soon as Lin Qiaoyun heard the sound, the women washing by the stream dropped all their belongings and ran over. A group of men also came from the edge of the field. With a few splashes, several figures got into the water.

"I found it." After a while, a man raised his voice and shouted, and went ashore shirtless, with a half-grown child on his shoulders.

Just as the women breathed a sigh of relief, a young couple came from a distance, pushed through the crowd and threw themselves on the child.

"Goose, dog, what's the matter?" Chen Erdan jumped up angrily when he saw his son lying on the ground with his eyes closed and wet, grabbing a seven or eight-year-old child beside him, "Buntou, you say, What's going on?"

"...Uncle, Uncle, it's not me." Cun Tou was so fierce that he didn't dare to show his anger, his little face flushed and he cried, tears and snot flying together.

The rescuer was Tie Zi from the village head, who kept shouting for a long time, and the dog didn’t wake up, and the father even scolded the child, stuttering in anxiety, "Everyone, stop arguing, call the village doctor, No, I'm out of breath."

"What?" Erdan Chen froze with his neck stuck, and his wife, Mrs. Chen, howled next to her, so dangerous that she also fainted.

The surrounding villagers saw that the father and mother were not up to anything, so they quickly went to the village doctor, and the slow ones handed over an old clothes to wipe the child's body. The country boy was so skinny, Lin Qiaoyun tiptoed to look over, and saw that the child was thin He was a fine boner, and his complexion turned ashen.

Chen Erdan was holding the child like a fool, and others were persuading him to let go of the child.

The farmer who planed food in the land had a good temperament, and the heart of the villagers was caught in the chaos of the scene. Lin Qiaoyun shook her head. This heart was good, but it was too much delay for the children.

"Rang Rang, show me the baby." Carrying a basket, Lin Qiaoyun's slender body squeezed in. The cloth towel covering her face scraped other people's clothes and was squeezed out. Her ugly face made several peasant women scream out. Voice.

Lin Qiaoyun rolled her eyes and ignored it, squatted down and put the basket aside, raised her hand to press the child's heart, but the ribs she touched were very immature, and she didn't want him to die like this.

I crossed my hands and pressed them back and forth several times. The sun came up and Lin Qiaoyun was sweating from the steam, but the child still didn't move.

"You, come here." Lin Qiaoyun turned her head and clutched Chen Erdan's collar, "Open his mouth and breathe out for him."

"What...what's going on?" Chen Erdan didn't dare to look at Lin Qiaoyun directly, and stretched out his hand to break Gouzi's jaw for a long time without opening it.

Lin Qiaoyun's eyes were red with anxiety, and she pushed the useless father away, with a palm, pinched Gouzi's nose, lowered her head, and kissed him.

"Ouch."

……

There was a series of gasping sounds all around, like a big ensemble, Chen Erdan was also stupid on the spot, his son hadn't kissed yet, and he was kissed in broad daylight, and he was still an ugly monster!
He covered his heart, closed his eyes, his son was not rescued, he should be treated as a living horse doctor.

Lin Qiaoyun tossed and tossed for a long time, after the third heart massage, Gouzi spit out water with a puff, and woke up faintly.

Chen Erdan yelled, and was sprayed by the dog before he rushed over. When Chen woke up and saw his son woke up, the family of three hugged each other, crying and laughing.

"Daughter-in-law of the Qin family, you are our family's benefactor. We kowtow to you instead of Gouzi." Mrs. Chen pulled Chen Erdan to kneel on the yellow mud floor, and kowtowed several times without saying a word.

Lin Qiaoyun didn't have time to stop her, she felt her head hurt when she heard the sound, but the child was rescued. She remembered the two sheets, and hurried to the stream to wash them again.

 Lin Qiaoyun: What are you looking at, if you don’t give a ticket, you won’t give a kiss

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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