Shu Ange groaned softly, her face was very cold, and after everyone heard her diagnosis, their faces turned pale, and they were stunned one by one.

With years of experience, Shu Ange is ninety percent sure that the crane boy should have an acute myocardial infarction.

"The strategy target of this mission has appeared, and the current favorability is 5."

The system prompt sounded, Shu Ange's face became darker and darker, and the fates of the two were bound together.

Now she must do everything she can to wake up the young man, otherwise if he has three long and two short, Shu Ange will really want to cry without tears.

Even in modern acute myocardial infarction, it is a very dangerous disease, and the patient has angina at the time of attack.

In severe cases, the patient may fall into a coma, and if the oxygen supply is continued to be insufficient, the patient may even die suddenly.

There is not much time left for her, Shu Ange must wake up the son of Heyu in a short time, if he is really suffocated to death, I am afraid that today next year will also be her death day.

The heart of the doctor's parents, when he devoted himself to treatment, Shu Ange had no distinction between high and low in his eyes, let alone dignity and inferiority.

In order to let the patient get more oxygen, Shu Ange tore off the noble boy Heyu and the dark coat.

Everyone gasped in unison, and Shu Ange opened the young man's white middle coat in one go, revealing his white and flawless chest.

Her actions are really abrupt and offensive to outsiders, and can even be called crazy.

Don't say that those young men and women who are dressed in splendid clothes, even the servants of the young man can't stand.

The men and women in Chinese clothes were restless again, and some people wanted to stop it, Shu Ange's eyes swept coldly, and he preemptively attacked: "If you want your son to die, shout louder." If you want your son to wake up earlier, take three feet back and keep quiet. ”

Others only felt that this ordinary and unremarkable cold door suddenly burst out with an awe-inspiring momentum, and they didn't dare to disobey for a while, and they all retreated as she said.

After retreating, everyone was amazed, and they couldn't understand why they were stopped by the momentum of a cold disciple.

The servants of the young man of the crane trusted Shu Ange, and they politely asked everyone to step back, and then surrounded the young man with green curtains.

There is a large space around Shu Ange, and the air is more circulating than before.

Without those delicate boys and girls, who gathered around to create a tense atmosphere and grab the air to help, she could finally continue to rescue without distraction.

Shu Ange folded the palms of his hands together, interlocked his fingers and cocked them, and pressed the heart of the crane boy with the palms hard, pressing two to three times each time, and paused.

Although the movement is simple, it is a test of strength and physical strength. Shu Ange's body is not strong now, but after doing it four or five times, it is quite difficult.

Under a series of movements, the young man had not woken up, Shu Ange rechecked his pulse and found that although his pulse was still chaotic, it was much better than before.

It seems that the stimulation is not enough, Shu Ange is not discouraged, and he continues to press harder, and even takes out his housekeeping skills.

Knocking-kneading-kneading took turns, and Shu Ange's nerves were highly concentrated. After a while, she felt that her hands were as heavy as lead.

At this moment, Shu Ange regretted that there was no silver needle in his hand, otherwise there would be so much trouble after a few stitches.

The patient didn't wake up for a long time, and Shu Ange's pressure suddenly increased, so he could only forcibly calm himself down.

In a hurry, Shu Ange pinched the middle of the people and slapped the Tanzhong acupoint, and was very busy.

She had already thought that if the crane boy didn't wake up again, she would give him artificial respiration.

I don't know if the boy's life should not be extinguished, or Shu Ange's efforts moved the heavens.

Just when she was exhausted and wanted to catch her breath, the patient opened her eyes faintly.

Shu Ange's heart finally put down, and the whole person sat on the ground without any image

It's good that the young man wakes up, otherwise she will not be able to do well if she offends the nobles today.

Outside the green curtain, everyone noticed that Shu Ange's movements were suspended, and they all looked forward to it, and their worries were not reduced.

"Who are you?"

The young man had just struggled from the line of life and death, and his blood had suffered a big loss, and his voice sounded a little weak, but it was still clear and pleasant.

His accent was different from Mu Yang's, Shu Ange's mind fell on this, and he replied almost reflexively: "The person who saved you." ”

Giving first aid to people is a very exhausting job, the original owner's body is too weak, and Shu Ange's mind is inevitably a little trance after working hard.

Realizing that his previous response was too blunt, in order not to leave the impression of being arrogant and rude to the young man, Shu Ange looked at his eyes with a straight posture and said seriously: "Lang Junji people have their own natural appearance, and when they turn evil into good fortune, Liu Yuanfang is not talented, fortunately not disgraced." ”

"Interesting. You are my nobleman. ”

The expression between his eyebrows was cold, and his tone was careless, with a hint of mockery.

I don't know if I'm laughing at myself for my ill-fated life, or mocking the people around me for being two-faced.

Shu Ange lowered his eyes silently, the emotions of the young man came and went quickly, and it only took him a few breaths to get rid of his emotions and change back to his noble appearance.

"Since you have saved me today, you have a relationship with me. If you are willing to follow me, I will keep you glorious for the rest of your life. ”

The voice of the young man is ethereal, obviously his face is weak, but it makes people feel high.

He didn't realize how big it was to determine the future of a person in a few words, and his attitude was casual, just like admiring the flowers, casually praising the picturesque scenery.

"Target person's opinion +20, currently 25."

Shu Ange didn't reply immediately, and the young man was not annoyed.

"Think about it. Ji Ning, help me up. ”

The guard, named Ji Ning, carefully helped the young man to his feet, and his subordinates knelt on the ground, carefully helping him clean up the fallen flowers and filth on his body.

He was visibly weak, but he still managed to stand up straight, unwilling to lean against the guard.

The carriage was led directly into the flower forest, and no one dared to question it.

Manu, who had been serving the young man, knelt on the ground silently, waiting for him to step on his feet.

Everything is in order, and the skills of the young man of the crane make Shu Ange breathtaking.

The men and women in Chinese costumes who were still noisy just now stood in place cramped and restless at the moment, greeting the young man from afar, but no one dared to come up.

Although the young man was asleep and may not have seen what they were doing, his servants were always awake, and they were a little uneasy in their hearts.

After the crane boy woke up, the pressure in everyone's hearts increased sharply.

Except for Yu Ming and one or two young Langjun, he turned a deaf ear to the others.

"Have you thought about it?"

Before getting into the car, the bright eyes of the young man fell on Shu Ange, and his tone was understated.

This thrilling casualness makes Shu Ange feel like a thorn in his back.

The distinction between the scholars and the Han is like the two poles of heaven and earth, and the children of the poor suffer great injustice, and the original owner's entrustment is to hope that the fate of the children of the Han family can be changed.

(Meow, I added a more ~ I stayed up late to write)