Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1386: Enemy the **** of death


"Yingying, Yingying" Ren Yingying was ups and downs in the river, vaguely heard someone calling his name.

"Who is yelling?" Ren Yingying was a little strange, "have I reached the Naihe Bridge?"

The call of "Yingying, Yingying" still echoed everywhere, and the other party was full of anxiety.

"That person must really like this man named Yingying, he cares a lot about his voice..." Ren Yingying was on the verge of life and death at this time, and his consciousness became a little fuzzy.

"Why does this name sound so familiar?" A trace of doubt flashed in Ren Yingying's mind, "Wait... Am I just Yingying?"

Tide memories kept pouring into her mind. She gradually remembered her identity, her previous experience, and why she was in the river.

Who is going to save me? There was a hint of surprise in Ren Yingying's heart.

"I...I'm here..." She just wanted to respond, and the cold river water instantly poured into her throat, drowning all the rest of her words.

In fact, even if there was no river inflow, she would not have the energy to respond at this time, and her voice would instantly be submerged in the surrounding river water.

Because of drinking a few sips of water, her whole body gradually sinks, the sun from the sky is shining on the surface of the river, which makes her feel a little more relieved: "It seems that God treats me not thinly, making me dying. I can watch the sunrise before."

At the moment when the river flooded her eyes, she faintly saw a loud voice coming out of the golden sunlight, running towards her anxiously.

"It's him? Why does he come to save me every time I run into danger..." This was Ren Yingying's last thought, and she plunged into endless darkness.

The person here is naturally Song Qingshu. It turns out that although he can't cover a city with God's consciousness, he can barely do it by enlarging God's consciousness to a radius of tens of meters. Although Ren Yingying's voice is small, he is always in the brain. Song Qingshu, who was straining a thread, said it was tantamount to Xianyin, rushing over here in an instant.

Seeing Ren Yingying sinking into the water, Song Qingshu didn't care about that much, so he plunged into the water instantly.

"Yingying, Yingying, don't you scare me?" Jiangbian Song Qingshu hugged Ren Yingying in his arms, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.

Because the beauty in her arms is cold and bitter, she has no breath!

"What should I do in this case?" Song Qingshu's head seemed to explode, making it messy and unable to think normally.

"Yes, chest compressions for first aid." Thinking of the methods seen in previous movies and TV series, Song Qingshu still hurriedly pressed her chest despite not knowing how to do it.

Even though the palm of her hand is holding her soft and charming chest, Song Qingshu's mind is not half charming at this time, just pressing it and watching her nervously whether she reacts.

Ren Yingying’s cheeks are still beautiful, without a trace of blemishes. Compared with the rosy luster in the usual days, her face is now faintly tinged with blue and gray. Song Qingshu sees it, and only feels that one of the most important things in life Important things are gradually leaving him.

I wiped my eyes and couldn't tell if it was river water or tears. Song Qingshu kept muttering to himself: "Why is it useless? Why is it useless..."

Song Qingshu has all the thoughts of killing people at this time. If it is possible, he really wants to travel back to his own time and get rid of those brain-dead screenwriters.

Looking at Ren Yingying's slightly raised abdomen, Song Qingshu was startled: "Why is she pregnant too?" But he quickly realized that she must have drunk too much water.

Hurrying to put her face down and put her on her knees, the internal force kept entering her body.

With the help of his internal strength, Ren Yingying quickly vomited a barren of river water, but unfortunately there was still no sign of life in the whole person.

"What else? What else?" Song Qingshu kept torturing herself, "Artificial respiration? Yes, artificial respiration."

Thinking of some common medical knowledge in previous lives, patients with coma or cardiac arrest should be given artificial respiration immediately if they do not breathe spontaneously after removing foreign bodies in the airway and unblocking the airway with bare hands to ensure uninterrupted oxygen supply to the patient. Prevent irreversible damage to vital organs due to hypoxia.

Song Qingshu leaned close to her mouth, Ren Yingying's usual soft lips were cold and chilling at this moment, but he still continued to deliver oxygen into her body.

"Yingying, please wake up. Even if you want to dissolve the marriage contract after you wake up, I will agree immediately." Song Qingshu's previous remarks about "love is not possession, but to make her live better" He sneered at him, but now he can faintly feel that kind of feeling. As long as she can survive, even if he can't own her, what's the point?

It's a pity that Song Qingshu's prayers seem to be useless, Ren Yingying still has no reaction at all, no breathing, no pulse, and no heartbeat.

"I used the Burning Blood Dafa, and I was already badly injured. After soaking in the icy river for so long, the iron-beaten body couldn't support it. Maybe she had already been able to save her before I rescued her. It's already gone." A desperate guess arose in Song Qingshu's mind.

"No, she clearly responded to me just now!" Song Qingshu suddenly thought of the voice just now, and the loss of brilliance in his eyes instantly regained his spirit, and the whole person regained their fighting spirit.

"Yingying, I must save you back!" Song Qingshu secretly vowed.

"Unfortunately, there is no ECG defibrillator in this world, and there is no hospital emergency treatment for later generations..." Song Qingshu almost twisted his sword eyebrows into Sichuan.

"No, this world does not have the advanced medical skills of later generations, but it has magical martial arts that later generations do not!" Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, feeling that he had faintly caught something.

"I know so much martial arts, isn't there any martial arts that can save people?" Song Qingshu's mind quickly moved.

Happy Zen? Song Qingshu's mind was the first to think of this, but he shook his head quickly, Huanxi Zen is indeed amazing. Using double cultivation can make people recover from serious injuries and increase the opponent's skill. But now Ren Yingying's situation...I don't have that. metamorphosis.

The Jiuyin Zhenjing Healing Chapter, the treatment of internal injuries is indeed magical. Not to mention that Guo Jing and Huang Rong relied on it many times to save his life. In the original work, Hong Qigong's martial arts almost was abolished, and it was all relying on it to restore the cultivation of the Wujue. But that was for living people, and it was completely out of sync with the current situation.

Shen's Foot Sutra, Star-sucking Great Law, Unold Changchun Gong... Song Qingshu's mind came up with the names of each exercise method, but they were eliminated one by one.

Shenzhaojing... Song Qingshu habitually wanted to get rid of it, but suddenly his eyes lit up: Yes, it is Shenzhaojing!

The only magical work in the golden book that has a successful case of saving the dead! Why did I forget this? Song Qingshu thought that when his muscles and veins were broken, he had to rely on "Shen Zhao Jing" to change his fate. Now he must rely on it to save Yingying. It seems that "Shen Zhao Jing" is really his own blessing!

Song Qingshu was about to rescue him, when a river breeze passed by, he couldn't help but feel a chill. It turned out that he had just jumped into the river and his clothes were all wet. At this time, he was clinging to his body, and the wind was so cold.

I touched Ren Yingying's body and it was frightening. Song Qingshu knew that she had lost temperature because of being soaked in the river water for too long. Even normal people would easily have life worry even when the temperature was lost. What's more, her heartbeat now It's all gone.

The wind on the riverside is so strong that even if it is rescued, it is estimated that you will have to be killed in the cold. Song Qingshu looked around. He was dozens of miles away from Lin'an, and he didn't know where he was. The neighborhood was desolate and no one could see any people.

Holding Ren Yingying in her arms, she kept sending internal force to her arms, suspending her for the last time, and Song Qingshu jumped and flew into the forest not far away.

Luck was not too bad, and I quickly found a small hut, which seemed to be a temporary resting place for hunters in the mountains. Song Qingshu confirmed that there was no one nearby, so he took off her wet dress directly.

The slender and charming carcass was unreservedly shown in front of him, but Song Qingshu had no evil thoughts at this moment, and began to transport the "Shen Zhao Jing" to try to pull her back from the ghost gate.

In order to race against time, Song Qingshu had no time to light a bonfire, so she could only hug Ren Yingying tightly in her arms, and use her body temperature to warm her during the exercise. Only when her body temperature is restored can she be rescued. The probability.

Song Qingshu feels that he has never been more pure than his current state. It should be said that there is no difference between men and women in his mind at this time, and the only thought is to desperately save her.

"God bless me, I hope Lao Jin will not fool me~ IndoMTL.com~ In the original work, Di Yun's qi will be half an hour, Ding Dian can save him, and the time for Ren Yingying to die is much shorter than Di Yun. I hope there will be no accidents...

Pure and majestic spirits kept pouring into Ren Yingying's body. Gradually, her body was no longer as cold as before, and her blue-grey complexion also added a little ruddy color.

I don’t know how long it took. Song Qingshu’s ears moved and he heard the sound of a heartbeat. Although the sound was very weak, he was quite sure that it was the sound of a heartbeat!

He had heard too many good sounds before, but those were completely incomparable with this heartbeat. Song Qingshu was immediately ecstatic, and his already exhausted body seemed to have been given a stimulant, and he recovered in an instant. Vitality.

Song Qingshu didn't dare to be careless, Shenzhao Zhenqi continued to run around her body without money. Gradually, Ren Yingying's heart beat again, and again for a third time...

"Live, live" Song Qingshu cried with joy, "Yingying, I finally did not lose you."

Ren Yingying, who was in a coma, seemed to feel a little bit, and hummed softly.

Song Qingshu only felt that his vision was a little blurred. At this time, his hands were pressed on Ren Yingying and Ren Du's second meridian. He couldn't get free at all. He had to lower his head and wipe away the tears from his eyes with the round shoulders of the opponent before he could continue. Heal her.

Through his unremitting efforts, Ren Yingying's heartbeat finally stabilized. Song Qingshu was completely relieved. He kept using the extremely internal energy-consuming "Years of the End" to speed in several places, and then traveled on waves. Searching for dozens of miles, and then continuously conveying infuriating energy to Ren Yingying, the whole person has long been exhausted. Just now relying on the faith to save people, now the whole person relaxes, and instantly feels endless exhaustion. , Couldn't support it anymore, fell to the ground with his arms around Ren Yingying and fell asleep deeply. ——


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