The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Sanlang's arms were so strong that Empress Changsun even saw her husband's heart, which had not moved at all, and it also rose and fell accordingly.

Cheng Sanlang kept moving, raised his head, saw Zhao Kun standing aside in a daze at the moment, and immediately shouted.

"Zhao Kun! Come here, give His Majesty artificial respiration. Hurry up!"

"Artificial respiration? How to do it." Zhao Kun took a deep breath and hurriedly asked.

"Look at me..." Cheng Sanlang stopped pressing his hands on the old man's chest instantly, and took a deep breath.

Pinch the old man's nose, then part his chin, let the mouth open, and then let out a breath from mouth to mouth, which directly made the old man's lungs swell.

"That's it, take a deep breath, and then breathe out all the breath you have taken into His Majesty's mouth, come and prepare when you understand."

"Ah, this...Okay, I'll do it." Zhao Kun hurriedly knelt down beside Cheng Sanlang.

As soon as the big hand exerted force, it directly opened Li Shimin's chin, took a deep breath, and then blew hard towards it, and then prepared to take another breath...

Cheng Sanlang, who continued to press on the middle and lower third of the sternum, saw Zhao Kun so quickly and stopped.

"Stop! Every time you count to five, take a breath, don't blow too often."

"Okay! One, two, three, four, five! Hiss... Phew..."

Seeing that Zhao Kun had finally grasped the sense of rhythm, Cheng Sanlang raised his head and showed a comforting smile towards Empress Changsun who was at a loss at the moment and stood aside.

"Mother-in-law, how long has he been in a coma?..."

Empress Changsun didn't even realize that her face was full of tears, she shook her head foolishly, and murmured.

"I, I don't know, your father-in-law was fine just now, but for some reason, his face was as white as paper, and he collapsed while clutching his heart..."

"How long was it, how long did it take from my father-in-law's coma to the time I came in?" Cheng Sanlang asked again.

Empress Changsun shook her head helplessly, but at this moment, Hu Shanggong, who was supporting Empress Changsun, spoke.

"About 20 breaths, less than 30 breaths..."

For a normal adult, the normal breathing rate is 12 to 20 breaths. If you press 20 breaths, it means that the father-in-law was unconscious for less than a minute and a half.

At this time, Empress Changsun finally regained her composure.

"After your father-in-law passed out, General Zhao tested your father-in-law's breathing and pulse. After that, the old man asked him to ask you to come and save your father-in-law."

"Cheng Sanlang, no matter what you do, you must save your father-in-law."

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, there is a son-in-law here." Cheng Sanlang kept talking, and his subordinates also kept moving, continuing to press frequently.

And Zhao Kun at the side completely forgot about my silent counting to five at the moment, so he took a deep breath and blew it all into His Majesty's mouth.

At this moment, I can't care about any disrespect before the emperor, and Zhao Kun only has one thought in his mind, that is, His Majesty wakes up quickly, even if it means to transfer Zhao's yang energy and yang life to you.

At this moment, Li Xiang also rushed in, and saw the teacher and General Zhao making violent movements against Grandpa Huang.

Li Xiang relaxed his pace slowly, walked carefully to Empress Changsun, stretched out his hand to hold Empress Changsun's hand, and asked in a low voice.

"Grandma, my master is saving grandpa, right?..."

Looking down to see Li Xiang, the Empress Changsun couldn't help hugging her eldest grandson. At this moment, the tears that had stopped flowing down once again.

Li Xiang, who was usually so impatient, seemed surprisingly sensible here at this moment, his small hands seemed a little clumsy, but he patted Empress Changsun on the back gently, and said in a low voice.

"Grandma, don't be sad, with my master here, he will definitely be able to save grandpa."

"My master is the most miraculous doctor in the world, he will definitely be able to save Grandpa alive."

The teary-eyed eldest grandson looked at this eldest grandson who was actually very nervous and had tears in her eyes, but her tone seemed very determined, and she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart...

At this moment, Empress Changsun saw Li Chengqian, as well as her father-in-law Li Yuan and Li Mingda, all walking towards this side in a hurry.

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The four generations of grandparents and grandchildren of the old Li family all stood aside blankly, looking at the man who was sweating from the press at this moment.

It was like Cheng Sanlang who kept pushing the father-in-law's chest up and down with repeated force.

"How long has it been?!" Cheng Sanlang continued to press, and from time to time, he would lie down and put his ear to his heart to listen, and put his hand on the pulse gate of the old man.

Before his heartbeat recovered, Cheng Sanlang could only grit his teeth and continue. At this time, only by persisting can he see hope.

And the news of His Majesty's sudden critical illness has spread rapidly in the palace confinement.

At this moment, Sun Daochang was being carried on his back by a big inner guard, and he ran towards the Wencheng Hall with this powerful inner guard on his back.

At this moment, Daoist Yuan raised his front skirt regardless of his manners, and ran with both legs in the palace.

The imperial physician, who stayed behind in the palace, finally rushed into the Wencheng Hall at this moment, but saw the four generations of the royal family standing inside.

And Cheng Sanlang was operating crazily there, he only dared to stand at the gate of the hall, at a loss what to do.

After all, if Cheng Sanlang can't save His Majesty, who else is there in this world? The medical officer of the imperial medical department thinks he has no such skills.

I guess I have pressed it for at least three minutes, but there is no improvement, my arms are also sore, and the sweat on my forehead has soaked into the corners of my mouth.

Cheng Sanlang pursed his lips, glanced away, and saw Li Mingda whose red eyes were already in tears, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mingda, come here and call your father, hurry up!"

"Father!" Li Mingda threw himself on the edge of the couch as soon as he cried out in grief.

When Cheng Sanlang heard this sound, his heart was swayed, and he quickly spoke to persuade him.

"Don't cry, talk about the topic that your father is most interested in, it's best to mobilize his mood swings."

"Ah, oh...Daddy, do you remember that you invited your daughter to eat ice cream last month, you stole two of them, and my daughter only ate one."

"..." Cheng Sanlang almost laughed out loud~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fortunately, he knew very well that now is not the time for music, so he could only continue to press hard.

Now, I don't have adrenaline, the only thing I have is super physical strength and powerful arms.

The old man should be in cardiac arrest. As long as he is found in time, there is a high chance of being rescued, but if he wakes up later, the damage to his body will be greater.

I can only hope that Li Mingda's verbal stimulation can play a supporting role and make him wake up earlier.

Li Mingda wiped away tears and choked up talking about the many happy times she had with her father.

But my father was still lying there calmly, as if there was no reaction...

"Daddy, do you know that Brother Cheng San is really broken."

"???"

(end of this chapter)

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