The space was freed up and the air was circulating, and Ji Yu first put Yao down and kept her head slightly below her feet, then untied her collar and belt to keep her airway clear, while pressing her fingers on the human acupoint.

Seeing that it didn't work, she called the maid to bring her emergency medicine box, took out the silver needle from it, and acupunctured the acupuncture points such as Hegu and Baihui according to what she learned from Xinzi Period, and finally, Mama Yao breathed a sigh of relief and regained some consciousness.

However, his expression was very painful, obvious wheezing and wheezing could be heard between breaths, and he was unable to speak, and his face was dark purple.

Ji Yu called another sturdy maid to come in and pick up Mama Yao, keeping her body leaning forward, while she clenched her fist and placed it between Mama Yao's navel and the lower end of her breastbone, and then grabbed the fist with her other hand, quickly impacting inward and upward, and so on many times.

By the time the obstruction was lifted, Mama Yao could breathe on her own, and Ji Yu was already sweating profusely and panting.

As soon as he ordered someone to help Mama Yao to lie on the bed, the accompanying doctor was found by the maid.

"Tracheal blockage, no inhalation of foreign body, should be inflammatory ......"

Ji Yu roughly explained to him, and when the old doctor went to see Mama Yao, she went out of the house and went back to her room.

Mama Yao's illness was an emergency, and when she came back from the rescue, she passed the danger level, and the doctor prescribed medicine again, and she was almost able to get out of bed and walk around at night.

And the first thing she did was to meet Ji Yu with the support of a little maid.

At that time, Ji Yu was lying on the low couch near the window with Erlang's legs crossed, rubbing Xiao Ding who was dozing on the ground with one hand, and holding the scroll with the other hand to pass the time.

After letting people in, he took the time to glance at it, asked what was the matter, and then withdrew his gaze.

Mama Yao let go of the little maid's hand and gave Ji Yu a proper salute.

"The old slave is here to thank Miss Xie for saving her life today."

Tsk, this hard face, this hard tone, really show the three words of reluctance vividly.

"You don't have to thank me, today is a woman who wants to eat, I can't turn a blind eye to fall in front of me, do a good deed every day, and I will accumulate merit for myself. And I'm a timid man, and if one of my companions dies suddenly, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night. ”

The little maid quietly looked at Mama Yao, and then was surprised to find that Mama Yao didn't react much when she was compared to a woman who asked for food and was said to be a dead person.

"What Miss thinks is Miss's business, but the old slave can't be rude. The old slave owes the young lady a favor, but the young lady should not expect to change the old slave's opinion with this, after all, the standard given by the old lady is the same as you......"

Ji Yu sighed, put the book on the coffee table on the side, and rubbed her temples with her free hand.

"I thought that Mama Yao was an understanding person, but it still doesn't seem to understand, so I'll just say it - your opinion really doesn't matter that much to me."

As soon as the second half of the sentence came out, I obviously felt that Mama Yao's chest was a little bigger.

Ji Yu raised her chin at the little maid: "Didn't you see that Mama Yao was panting again?" Hurry back and rest. ”

"Eh......"

The little maid saluted and hurriedly walked out with Mama Yao in her arms.

Mama Yao stepped out of the threshold with one foot and stopped again.

"Miss doesn't like to listen to it, and the old slave also wants to say that the woman in the boudoir has a standing posture and a sitting posture, like this kind of frivolous behavior, Miss still don't do it again."

To say that it is almost the same as being good for her body to bend Erlang's legs often, anyway, she doesn't often warp her, so she has to be involved with frivolity......

Ji Yu was going to put it down, but when she heard this, she immediately changed her legs and continued to cross, and took the book on the coffee table and covered her face, with a posture that I don't want to hear anything you say.

She couldn't see Mama Yao's expression, anyway, she called the doctor again from this time, and it seemed that she was not lightly angry.

Not long after Mama Yao left, the housekeeper Wei came back from outside, and before he could rest, he came directly to ask Ji Yu if he could speed up the trip.

What is in the heart, Ji Yu will naturally not refuse.

As for what the housekeeper Wei investigated, whether Han Changhou really returned to Beijing, Ji Yu didn't ask a word.

Leaving early the next morning, and resting at noon, Xiaoqu, a little speaker, specially came to tell Ji Yu that the annoying Rue Xiang was driven off the car by Mama Yao.

"Rushed down?"

"In the past, she was in a carriage with Mama Yao, but today she is crowded together with several maids, isn't she being driven down?"

Ji Yu knew that it might not be a rush, but Mama Yao no longer lifted her.

The reason why Mama Yao raised Rue Xiang before was nothing more than to borrow Rue Xiang to find fault with herself, but now she suddenly stopped lifting it, maybe it was related to Rue Xiang stopping her from treating her yesterday, or maybe it was just a "favor" to return.

If you want to pay it back, Ji Yu doesn't care, she didn't plan to let Mama Yao remember it.

Both said to speed up the trip, in addition to the speed of the rush, the rest time in the middle of the way has also been significantly shortened, this state lasted for almost ten days, seeing that the capital is getting closer and closer, but suddenly the sky rained down, trapped everyone in a county called Wanqiu.

"This thief, God, when will it go, the poor Dao will be moldy in his bones......"

The old Taoist priest squatted under the porch and began to point his fingers at the sky and curse again.

There are not a few people who shout and curse like him.

Before, everyone was tired enough to hurry, and they all wanted to have a good rest, but now they can rest, but they are trapped in the inn, they can't go anywhere, and they can't wash their clothes.

Ji Yu lives on the second floor and is not affected much, but her mood is also irritable, she can't sleep, and she can't read a book.

Finally, when the housekeeper came to ask her again if she slept well last night, Ji Yu couldn't help but ask, "When will this rain stop?" ”

She also knew that she was a little unreasonable, after all, the rain didn't stop, and it was not up to the chief butler to decide.

The chief housekeeper didn't look forward to the sunny weather, but this heavy rain was pouring from morning to night, and there was no end.

"I'm afraid we have to wait a few days, the day before yesterday we didn't brave the rain to hurry, I heard that there was a flash flood in front, the road was washed away, a few carriages did not dodge, and many people died...... Miss is stuffy, isn't she? It's better for the old slave to find someone......"

Ji Yu interrupted him: "I'll just ask you, before September 15, can we still rush to the capital?" ”

"If it hadn't rained, it would have been possible, but now ......," the chief butler paused, and asked, "but the young lady has an urgent matter and must arrive before the fifteenth of September?" ”

Ji Yu waved her hand randomly: "It's okay, you go down." ”

When the big housekeeper went out, the old Taoist priest who was scolding the sky under the corridor suddenly sighed.

"Providence! Providence! ”

While talking, he squinted at Ji Yu, obviously he sighed at Ji Yu.

Ji Yu was too lazy to fight with this magic stick, so she directly called Xiao Ding and pointed at the old way with her hand.

"Get him!"

Lao Dao's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly got up, looking for an opportunity to slip away.

"Huh? Huh? Huh? Layman, you are beautiful and kind-hearted, so it is excessive, excessive, excessive...... Yes!!! Help me!!! ”

The old Taoist priest who had not slipped away was pounced on by Xiao Ding, and a series of ghosts and wolf howls soon sounded in the courtyard where only the sound of rain remained.

In this disturbing noise, Ji Yu's mood was rarely calm.

She looked at the rain curtain under the eaves, and muttered something after a long time.

"Providence."