Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Xue Xueer squatted down, untied the little boy's clothes, exposed his chest, and took a breath at the scene.

Why is this girl so debauchery that she dares to untie men's clothes!

When Yang Zhiyong saw it, he wanted to stop it, but he stifled it. Since he had asked her to save him, he couldn't intervene!

Xue Xueer raised her eyes, looked at Da Zhuang and said, "Uncle Da Zhuang, can you help me!"

Dazhuang patted Xue Xueer's head and loved her all over her face, "what do you want uncle Dazhuang to do for you!"

But some villagers began to sour again.

"Da Zhuang, this is a matter of human life. Don't follow the old three's nonsense!"

"It doesn't matter if something happens to you, but don't let everyone in the East Village have a bad name."

The big man was as tall as his name. When he heard these ugly words, he got up angrily. Suddenly, a soft little hand took him, "Uncle Zhuang, leave them alone. It's too late."

Dazhuang stopped breathing, squatted down and looked at Xue Xueer, "Xiao Xueer, what should uncle Dazhuang do?"

Xue Xueer said slowly, "Uncle Zhuang, you press his heart, like this."

Xue Xueer demonstrated cardiac resuscitation to him. This body is not enough to complete such a difficult task, so she will ask for help.

Big strong put his hands on the boy's chest and pressed it, "Uncle strong, break his mouth and blow into it."

I don't know if he can save people, but he is not vague at all. He will have cardiopulmonary resuscitation and artificial respiration.

She had occasionally heard from the old man that a drowning person's heart would suddenly stop and enter a temporary state of false death. As long as appropriate rescue, she could restore life and vitality.

There was such a glimmer of hope that she would never give up.

"Uncle Zhuang, be heavier." Xue Xueer's immature voice spits out a few words, with maturity and steadiness that are extremely inconsistent with her age.

Da Zhuang was cruel and pulled hard!

The boy named Songshu suddenly bounced up and spit out a mouthful of sewage, "er..."

"Ah... Ghosts, ghosts..." some timid people were scared to death.

The people around him despised him severely, "what ghost? It's clear that people live."

"Ode to the book!"

Yang Zhiyong was overjoyed. He ran to his son and asked anxiously, "Songshu, open your eyes and look at me. See who I am. Do you remember me?"

Songshu spit out all the dirty water. His face is like vegetable color. His chest fluctuates violently up and down. When he opens his eyes, he sees his own father.

"Dad, where am I?"

The big stone in Yang Zhiyong's heart fell instantly and couldn't help crying with joy. "Do you remember how you fell into the water?"

Fall into the water!

Songshu had a dull pain in his brain, and all the pictures appeared in front of him like a slow movie.

He remembered.

The gale blew off his album just now. He wanted to pick it up, but the road was too slippery, so he fell in and almost died of fatigue.

After hearing this, Yang Zhiyong was anxious and angry, but he couldn't bear to say anything when he saw his son like this!

Song Shu turned his head and looked at his mother fainting. His eyes were flustered, "Mom..."

"If your mother is all right, she's just angry. Just have a rest."

"By the way, a little girl saved you..." Yang Zhiyong was looking for Xue Xueer, but found that she was not here just now.

"Where's the little girl?" Yang Zhiyong is worried. People saved his son. He hasn't said anything yet!

Dazhuang frowned, "xiaoxueer has gone home for dinner!"

Villagers, "..."

Old lady Xue's granddaughter really saved people!

It's like a dream!

"Dad, what are you talking about, little girl..." Song Shu said that he couldn't understand a word since he woke up.

"Stop talking and look at your mother first..."