My Empress is My Bad Girl

Qian'er looked down at Xiaozhuang, desperately recalling the first aid knowledge taught to them by her mother.

How did you save someone choked on food?

How is the drowning rescued?

Qian'er's hands trembled slightly, and she calmed down a bit, then she put her hands on Xiao Zhuang's chest without hesitation, and silently calculated the song that the queen mother had sung in her heart, and quickly pressed it at that frequency!

One click, two clicks, three clicks...

Until thirty times, the toddler stopped pressing, pinched Xiao Zhuang's chin with one hand, and raised his face, then lowered his head, approached his lips, and blew into his mouth.

The night was dark, she couldn't judge whether this breath was enough to blow into Xiao Zhuang's chest.

But she can't stop and must continue to perform chest compressions.

At the end of the thirty compressions, she took another breath to Xiao Zhuang, and then began the third compression.

By this time, Qian'er was already sweating, her arms were sore, and her knees on the ground were also aching.

This kind of first aid is too laborious.

But Qianer didn't dare to stop.

She was afraid of stopping, Xiao Zhuang died completely.

"Xiao Zhuang, wake up, don't sleep anymore!" She cried and cried while keeping the frequency of compressions not daring to change.

Until the fifth press, Xiao Zhuang finally let out a cough, spit out a sip of water from his mouth, and resumed his spontaneous breathing!

Qian'er was surprised, and quickly stopped and held him: "Xiaozhuang, Xiaozhuang, are you awake? Are you okay?"

"Don't, don't worry, I'm fine." Xiao Zhuang gasped, slowly calmed down, sat up, turned around and took Qian'er's hand and touched her face and arms. "Have the princess been burned by the fire?" "

"No, not at all." Qian'er shook his head.

When she fell into the water, she woke up, and then found herself tightly wrapped in a quilt, intact, not even a single strand of hair was burned.

On the contrary, Xiao Zhuang, with tattered clothes and dark night, can't see if there is any injury.

At this time, shouts came from a distance.

Xiao Zhuang quickly raised his voice and responded: "Here—"

Several people ran towards this side immediately.

Qianer helped Xiaozhuang stand up.

Xiao Zhuang discovered that her palms were cold and moist.

"It's too cold, isn't it?" Xiao Zhuang asked.

"It's not cold." Qian'er shook his head.

That is sweat at all.

It is frightened, anxious and tired.

Now I only feel that I have no strength. The two cuddled with each other, leaning on a tree, and waiting in place.

Escape from the dead, at this time they have a thousand words to say in their hearts, but they don't want to say a word.

The night is so brisk.

None of them wanted to spoil this beautiful atmosphere.

However, seeing the Uzbeks getting closer, Xiao Zhuang still spoke first.

"Princess, it's too dangerous outside. Tomorrow you will go back with the prince and the others."

"I planned to leave tomorrow." Qianer murmured, "Who knew it was a disaster to start a fire. Fortunately, the children and the two horses were not here to collect medicine, but Xiao Er was sleeping in the room, I don't know him. How's it going. It's really worrying."

"Prince Lian is alert and martial arts is not weak, there must be a way to get out."

"hope so."

She didn't know at this moment, Xiao Er was almost burned to death.

If she knows, she must not sit here peacefully and still.

The Uzbeks came to them and found that their high priest was safe and rejoicing, and quickly found a stretcher to carry him back.