Liang Chenxiao leaned against the door of the dormitory of the Ganlu Hall to greet her.

His face was a little pale, and besides, he used to stand straight at all times, but this was the first time Jing Tian had seen him leaning against the door like this.

Presumably, his loss is not small.

"How is Mo Qing?" As soon as Jing Tian saw Liang Chenxiao, he hurriedly asked, and ran over while asking.

Liang Chenxiao stretched out his hand to support her and opened his mouth, seemingly a little embarrassed.

Jing Tian's heart sank, and before he could ask anything more, he heard Jing Ran's cry from inside.

The two hurriedly entered the hall, only to see Jing Ran holding Mo Qing's shoulders, kneeling on the blanket, crying desperately.

"Wake up...... You hold on, hold on a little longer, please......"

Jing Ran cried while talking intermittently.

Yu Lao was still in a coma, and the old worshipper was also recuperating with his eyes closed, Jing Tian hurriedly looked at Dr. Chen, who was standing with his hands down.

Dr. Chen shook his head helplessly at the two......

What does this mean?

Such a depressed and desperate atmosphere made Jing Tian also sad, she walked a few steps quickly, grabbed Dr. Chen's arm, and asked, "What's wrong, what's going on?" Isn't it already forcing the poison in the body into the blood? ”

Jing Ran's cry paused when he heard this, and Doctor Chen sighed and said, "Your Majesty's body is too weak, washing the muscles and cutting the marrow is already dangerous, plus he has to exchange blood, he ......"

"What's wrong with him?" Jing Tian shouted out with a crying voice.

Doctor Chen bit his lower lip, and Jing Ran cried and said, "Sister, he has no pulse, he is dead......"

He's dead?

How so?

Jing Tian seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and the whole person froze suddenly, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, and they rolled down in a flutter.

No pulse...... No heartbeat...... He's dead......

Jing Tian only felt that his head was buzzing, and Jing Ran's words kept echoing.

Seeing her like this, Liang Chenxiao was worried, and hurriedly supported his weak body, supported her arms from behind, and held her in his arms, wanting to comfort her.

Xu is because of the excessive consumption of internal force, Liang Chenxiao's body temperature is a little low.

Being wrapped in this slightly cool embrace seemed to cool down Jing Tian's sadness in his heart.

No pulse...... No heartbeat......

He's dead?

No, not necessarily...... Only when the cerebral cortex stops moving, that is, is brain dead, is really dead.

Thinking of this, Jing Tian closed his eyes and recalled the scenes he had seen in his previous life.

It seems to be an electric shock...... By stimulating the strongest heart muscle, it brings the heart rate back to normal......

She doesn't know exactly what she is, but at this time, it's worth trying any possible method.

There is no electricity......

"Doctor Chen, is there any way to stimulate Mo Qing's heart?"

Jing Tian's heart beats fast, but she has an advantage, that is, the more urgent the situation, the stronger the control of her emotions, and the more she can force herself to calm down.

She hurriedly told Dr. Chen and Jing Ran what she thought of, they had superb medical skills, but due to the development of the times, their cognition was limited.

After listening to Jing Tian's words, the first person to speak was the old worship who had been closing his eyes and conditioning his body.

He looked at Mo Qing with a solemn face and said, "Before, there was indeed a thing where people who had been buried came back to life...... If it's really as you say, it's fake death, you can try to stimulate a few acupuncture points through acupuncture......"