Chapter Seventy-Seven: Artificial Respiration
Soon, only Song Beige and Qin Junshen were left in the center of the encirclement, countless pairs of eyes staring at them, some with a flat face, some with a touch of sarcasm at the corner of their mouths, most of them were waiting for Song Beige's jokes.
Even the imperial doctor said that there was no one to save her, what could she do, the daughter of an ordinary general?
Originally, Song Beige was full of confidence, but when he saw such a big scene, he immediately hesitated, cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and artificial respiration was needed if necessary.
Although she didn't think there was anything, but in feudal ancient times, it represented a woman's name, and it was unheard of to do this kind of thing in public, and it would definitely attract a lot of criticism.
"Song Beige, why haven't you started healing yet?" The emperor sat on the chair and rubbed his forehead impatiently when he saw Song Beige hesitating.
In his heart, he could almost conclude that Song Beige was pretending to be a ghost, and he began to be timid in front of so many people, and it was destined that the treatment would be useless.
Song Beige paused, suddenly "poof", knelt on the ground, "The courtier wants to ask for a holy decree." ”
The emperor snorted disdainfully, "If you ask me for a holy decree before you save the Nine Emperor Princes, will you be too eager?" ”
Sure enough, she is a woman who can't see the table......
When the people next to him heard this, they all started to talk about it, Song Beige was not angry, and said his request by himself, "Next, the courtiers may do some outrageous actions, and want to ask the emperor to make a decree, no matter what I will do later, don't dry up my treatment." ”
After she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at the emperor meaningfully, "Are you really sure you can save the Nine Emperor Princes?" ”
Song Beige didn't answer, his firm gaze said everything, the emperor stared at her for a long time, "Okay, since that's the case, I will allow you." ”
"But ......"
This made Song Beige's whole body tight, and then he heard the emperor's voice, "You also have to give me a promise, if you can't save the Nine Emperors, then bury him." ”
After saying a word, those women who couldn't get used to Song Beige gloated, originally this matter had nothing to do with her, but she wanted to go to this troubled water, and now she is only left with the funeral, and she can only say that she deserves it!
Song Beige glanced back at Qin Junshen, afraid that the delay would be too long and affect the best treatment time, so he could only nod his head and agree.
She kowtowed heavily on the ground, "The courtiers promised that if they couldn't save the Nine Emperor Princes, they would bury him." ”
After she said this, there was a lonely arrogance on her body, and for a while, everyone present lost their sense of existence, and only she was left, exuding dazzling light around her.
Heaven and earth, she seems to be the center of the world, that resoluteness and arrogance, like an innate king.
She got up calmly, walked in front of Qin Junshen step by step, reached out and touched his neck, felt the beating, and then exhaled.
Everyone held their breath and stared at Song Beige's every move, for fear that they would miss the wonderful clip in the blink of an eye.
Her thin back looked extraordinarily tall and tall in the eyes of everyone, seeing such a scene, she clenched her handkerchief jealously, and she was much better than Song Beige in terms of life and upbringing, but why could she easily become the center of the crowd, and she could only be her foil?
Song Beige ignored the gaze behind him and folded his hands on Qin Junshen's chest.
One, two, three......
The sweat on his head gradually came out, and the whole person exuded heat, but he didn't dare to relax, his eyes were fixed on Qin Junshen, who was unconscious.
It's her go-to-go, if it really does......
That's destiny!
"What is this doing?" The emperor couldn't help but be curious when he saw her movements, and asked the imperial doctor beside him.
Imperial Physician Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead and frowned, "Weichen doesn't know, it should be a massage that makes the Nine Emperor Princes breathe." ”
He had never seen this kind of technique, and he didn't dare to jump to conclusions, after all, the world was so big, he hadn't read any books, and he had traveled a lot, which might also be a cure.
I don't know how long it took, the sweat on Song Beige's forehead fell down her cheeks on Qin Junshen's face, and she took a breath and sped up her movements.
The onlookers had already lost their patience, they didn't believe that this set of massage could save the Nine Emperor Princes who had lost their breath, they were just waiting to see Song Beige's jokes.
With the passage of time, the emperor also felt that the sun was annoying, and was about to interrupt Song Beige's movements, when he suddenly heard an uproar, raised his head and looked in the direction of Song Beige, and was instantly surprised.
They were either for anything else, or they saw Song Beige leaning over and kissing Qin Junshen, pressing his chest rhythmically while kissing.
"This ...... This is simply shameless, he actually molested the Nine Emperor Princes, and let him go uneasy! ”
I don't know who in the crowd shouted, and the others followed suit.
"Song Beige doesn't know any medical skills, she is just a woman raised in a deep boudoir, and she wants to take advantage of the Nine Emperors!"
"The Nine Emperors are too pitiful, and if they leave, they will be defiled by such a woman!"
“……”
Everyone, every word you and I say, is adding to the emperor's anger.
Sure enough, the emperor stared at the round eyes and stood up suddenly, "Bold!" ”
He stepped forward a few steps, Song Beige heard the footsteps behind him, and he was anxious but still didn't stop, if he failed this time, he would really have no skills to recover.
"Your Majesty!"
Just as the emperor was about to walk in front of Song Beige, Imperial Physician Wang suddenly came out and knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, Miss Song must have his reasons for doing this, you just promised not to blame her, please wait a little longer to see if Miss Song's method works!" ”
"This is clearly not to save people, Imperial Doctor Wang, have you ever seen such a way to save people?" Concubine Zhou Yan's voice was neither high nor low, but it was just enough for people to hear, she deliberately controlled her tone of voice, and on the premise of not arousing the emperor's disgust, she made him more and more angry.
When the emperor heard Concubine Zhou's words, he became more and more angry, "Song Beige, I want you to stop immediately, otherwise I will ......"
He looked around, took out a knife from the guard's waist, and pointed at Song Beige's back, "I cut you!" ”
But Song Beige turned a deaf ear, and still concentrated on giving Qin Junshen artificial respiration, completely ignoring the fact that it was already in full swing behind him.
Seeing that he couldn't stop the emperor, Imperial Physician Wang knelt down and turned around to persuade Song Beige, "Miss Song, stop quickly!" ”
No matter what he said, Song Beige pretended to be deaf, and the emperor was furious, and stepped forward a few steps, the knife against Song Beige's vest, "I order you to stop!" ”
The atmosphere was about to erupt, and Song Beige could feel that Qin Junshen seemed to have reacted, and his movements were also fast, and the sharp knife behind her had already pierced her clothes.
"The emperor is angry."
Just as the knife was about to stab hard, Shu Meiren knelt on the ground.