"Dad is obviously dead like this, how could he not die?"

"The master isn't dead?"

Everyone in the Du family was mixed, but they all looked at the Supreme Emperor in hopes that the Supreme Emperor could rejuvenate his life and save Du Ruhui.

But what disappointed Li Yuan was that when he asked for help, almost no one responded to his call.

"I'll do it, the Supreme Emperor." Du Gou stood up and bowed to Li Yuan.

Du Gou and Du Ruhui are somewhat similar, both dressed as scholars and have elegant appearances. He sighed slightly, and looked at Du Ruhui with sadness.

"Okay, help me hold Du Xiang's body, you can do whatever I ask you to do."

Li Yuan first opened Du Ruhui's mouth with his hands. His lips were a little purple, and there was bloating in his mouth. His tone was very bad, mixed with the smell of stomach acid and Chinese medicine. Because the patient's muscles in his body would relax and his tongue would block his trachea when his heart stopped. Li Yuan originally planned to do it himself, but thinking about it, he still gave Du Gou the arduous task of blowing his mouth.

Although he admires Du Ruhui very much, he can't make himself unhappy, right...

After all, Du Gou is also Du Ruhui's son. The crow has the meaning of feeding back, and the lamb has the feeling of kneeling down and the breastfeeding, so it is understandable to endure it.

Du Gou began to blow air on Du Ruhui's mouth according to Li Yuan's instructions, that is, artificial respiration.

Du Gou placed his left hand on Du Ruhui's forehead, fixed his head so that it would not move easily, and then pinched the patient's nostrils with his thumb and index finger to prevent the incoming gas from overflowing. Take a deep breath, try his best to open his mouth and stick to the patient's mouth, forming a non-breathable sealed state, blow it hard, and follow Li Yuan's instructions until Du Ruhui wakes up and can breathe independently.

Li Yuan learned the first aid ability of cardiac resuscitation a few months ago. This is because Li Lizhi has anger disease and is afraid that Li Lizhi will suddenly fall into a coma, so she learned this cardiac resuscitation in her spare time.

The most difficult thing to master cardiac resuscitation is to press the patient's heart and give enough internal pressure to resuscitate the heart.

About three minutes later, after Li Yuan pressed it more than thirty times, Du Ruhui began to react slightly.

The Supreme Emperor clearly saw his eyebrows moving, and his eyelids were trembling.

"Dad, dad, you are still alive..." Du Gou, who was blowing, instantly burst into tears and lay on the bed.

"What's going on? I'm obviously dead, why are I still alive?" Du Ruhui looked at his relatives and the Supreme Emperor in a daze. He remembered that he had indeed fainted. Could it be... he came alive by accident.

But it's impossible to think about it?

He could feel the moment of death, as if the god of death was strangling his neck. The more he struggled, the tighter he was, until his strength became weaker and weaker...

"Thank you for your trouble, I'm not sure..." Du Ruhui, with Du Gou's support, lay half on the bed, his face still pale and no blood was seen.

He had nothing to say. He had falsely accused Concubine Yin De of Concubine, thus designing the Xuanwu Gate Incident, but the Supreme Emperor did not care about his past grudges and still diagnosed him and pulled him back from the gates of hell. He was so grateful for this kindness.

But Du Ruhui didn't expect that the one in Li Yuan's body now was not the former Supreme Emperor, but Li Yuan from the 21st century. He would not care about his previous grudges and hatreds.

"Keming, you are awake. I'm so painful to wait for you..." Li Shimin saw all this outside the bedroom, and his eyes were filled with tears, and he cried.

Although he joked that he was a butcher, the emotional string in his heart was always there, but a man would not cry easily, let alone an emperor of the current dynasty?

But when he saw his former friend from death to life, he had to shed tears in excitement.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has troubled you. I... I feel really sorry." Du Ruhui sighed lightly. His face was better than before, but it was also unsatisfactory. He had to take a few breaths after saying a word.

"Please let your Majesty get out of the way first, let me take my pulse." Sun Simiao came over and asked Li Shimin to stand aside and wait first, then sat by the bed and began to take Du Ruhui's pulse.

"Sun Simiao has come too..." Li Yuan thought to himself that he hadn't seen Sun Simiao just now, so he probably went to decoct medicine.

After a while, Sun Simiao's eyebrows frowned deeply and said in a deep voice: "How strange! How strange! Du Xiang's pulse is gradually weakening, but he clearly woke up..."

After saying that, Sun Simiao turned his gaze on the Supreme Emperor, as if asking what was going on.

Li Yuan pursed his lips and was about to explain to Sun Simiao, but he didn't expect Du Ruhui, who was leaning on the embroidered quilt, suddenly began to unconscious again.

Sun Simiao was right next to Du Ruhui, and directly looked at his breath, then touched the artery on his neck, and said, "Du Xiang is not dead yet, he just fainted again. It seems... Du Xiang has been sick for a long time and has no treatment. His body is as shaped like withered, just relying on a will... he is persisting!

What a pity, it’s a pity that if Du Xiang could find me a month earlier, maybe I would return to Beijing a month earlier, Du Xiang’s illness wouldn’t be so difficult and helpless.”

He was also a Taoist priest after all, and what Taoist priests like most was traveling around and collecting herbs and refining elixirs. Sun Simiao was naturally no exception.

But Sun Simiao didn't expect that there was another patient waiting for him in Chang'an...

"Master Sun, I have just seen Du Xiang's situation. Although I am weak, I haven't died yet?" Li Yuan said.

"It's useless!" Sun Simiao shook his head slightly, pointing to Du Gou and said, "The Supreme Emperor's cardiac resuscitation is recorded in the library of the Medical College, but I never thought that cardiac resuscitation could be used like this, but cardiac resuscitation can only delay Du Xiang's departure."

"Is it really useless? Du Xiangde's disease is not an incurable disease. As long as you are carefully recuperated and take some time... it will be fine." Li Yuan said hesitantly. His medicine is only half-baked and he does not know how to treat it. He just borrows the experience of his past in later generations. However, when the experience is really dealt with, he is often short of it.

"Impossible, Dean, have you ever heard of the oil and the lamp drying out? For Du Xiang, the cardiac resuscitation is just a burning lamp twist, and the wind blows it into a faint light, but it is just a Martian, or a light rebirth...

Previously, I made Shiquan Decoction and other tofu soup for Du Xiang to drink, but this nourishing medicinal soup reached Du Xiang's abdomen..."

Sun Simiao opened Du Ruhui's chest. Except for the finger marks that the Supreme Emperor had just pressed for cardiac resuscitation, the skin and bones were connected, and he was simply skinny and boneless, without a trace of flesh and blood.

"Even Shiquan Tang can't be replenished. Even if Du Xiang wakes up again, he can't live..." Sun Simiao shook his head and said.

He has sentenced Du Ruhui to death!
Chapter completed!