Chapter 268: Shock, artificial breathing

Manzhu was about to gossip. When Prince Fu Cheng remembered it, Doctor Hua's voice sounded!

Doctor Hua announced helplessly and sadly—

"The Thirteenth Prince... has gone!"

Doctor Hua announced with some helplessness and some sadness—

"The Thirteenth Prince... has gone!"

"What! Impossible! Impossible! Imperial Doctor, take a look again! Take a look again!" Manzhu said in surprise!

Doctor Hua sighed lightly, and explored the thirteenth prince's breath again, and called his pulse, saying with certainty, "Ninth Princess, the thirteenth prince has indeed gone!"

A depressed crying sound came faintly in the lobby. Manzhu fell back unsteadily. Fortunately, Shiyi stabilized her in time!

Manzhu looked at Prince Fu Cheng with a cold face pale face, and then looked at the worldly elegance with a calm face. She looked around and found that the eyes around her were so strange. Many women had red eyes.

She even wiped her tears, but Manzhu couldn't feel a trace of sadness in them! In the cruel and bloody Fucheng Palace, pity and sympathy were luxury goods for them.

They're all numb...

Suddenly, a light of inspiration flashed through Manzhu's mind. Manzhu's eyes shone brightly and she muttered happily to herself-

"Why did I forget this! Yes! Yes! That's it! OK! It's definitely OK!"

Manzhu was delighted, and her voice became louder and louder, big enough to spread to every corner of the lobby...

The sob stopped, and everyone's movements also stopped-

Could it be that this new princess is going crazy?!

Manzhu didn't care about these strange gazes. She rushed to the Thirteenth Prince with excitement, turned to Shiyi and said, "Shiyi, come and help, the Thirteenth Prince may be saved!"

Everyone's dim expression suddenly lit up, and their eyes were all staring at Manzhu. Some of them had a hint of ridicule, as if they were saying, "Even the world's number one miracle doctor can't save you, so what can you do?"

His face was incredible, "This person is already dead. So what if you are a god like Daluo, what if you are descending to earth? Can you make him resurrect? "

"Manzhu, the imperial physician has already said that the Thirteenth brother is dead!" Shiyi was a little unhappy when he saw Manzhu covering the Thirteenth Prince's chest with his hands! But he was unwilling to go against Manzhu's wishes, so he walked to her and squatted.

Come down!

Manzhu didn't notice the unhappiness of Shiyi. She now focused on the Thirteenth Prince. She now had only one thought. No matter what, she would try it. If she wanted to save him, she must save him!

Manzhu straightened the Thirteenth Prince lying on his back and murmured, "It should be too late!"

Shiyi looked at Manzhu's movements in confusion. Suddenly, he understood what Manzhu was going to do. Although he didn't know exactly what Manzhu was going to do, he knew one thing, that was, his Manzhu would not touch him.

He doesn't allow the man!

Manzhu tilted the Thirteenth Prince's head as much as possible, and said to Shiyi without looking back: "Shiyi, if the Thirteenth brother is angry later, you will use your internal strength to his "Laogong" acupoint

''enter."

After Manzhu finished speaking, he pinched the thirteenth prince's nose with one hand, held his chin with the other, tilted his head to his father as much as possible, and took a deep breath, puffed his cheeks and possessed him...

Everyone's pupils became wider and wider, because this scene was in front of everyone: below Manzhu's lips was... the thirteenth prince's lips!

Manzhu was less than an inch away from the Thirteenth Prince. At this moment, Shiyi stopped Manzhu quickly. Manzhu looked back and saw that Shiyi had a dark face and her hands were embedded in her shoulders!

Manzhu was suffocated, and her bulging cheeks gradually became smaller. Manzhu noticed something strange at this time and looked up at the stranger's shocked gazes around her! Manzhu closed her eyes for a moment, and she took it easy! Manzhu opened her eyes and her eyes were firm.

Qingleng looked straight at the world arts and said coldly, "Let me go!"

Shiyi's eyes condensed, staring at Manzhu deeply, without any movement!

Manzhu looked down at the Thirteenth Prince and said to Shiyi, "It's still too late to save him now, it's really too late!"

World Heritage smiled coldly, "Manzhu, do you know what you are doing!"

Manzhu's eyes turned dark. She knew very well that in this closed society, if she really saved the Thirteenth Prince today, according to custom, she would have to soak the pig cage! But she couldn't watch a life like this.

It disappears, no matter what, she has to give it a try, otherwise she will never feel at ease in her life!

"I'm very sober!"

A trace of injury flashed through the eyes of the World Heritage, "Do you know the consequences of doing so?"

"I know!" Manzhu's voice was very light, but she had made up her mind. She took a deep breath. Manzhu said firmly, "Nine Prince, please let go!"

Manzhu suffocated and couldn't believe it, "Manzhu...what are you calling me?"

"Nine... King... Master!" Manzhu said word by word, "Either please give me a break now, or please let go!"

Shiyi's chest hurt and his hands trembled slightly. He couldn't believe that Manzhu actually said the word "let go" so easily!

Seeing the injured expression of the world elf, Manzhu's heart hurt so much. She suddenly felt like she couldn't hold on. She didn't feel sad when she saw him, but...

Gritting his teeth, Manzhu broke away from the clamp of World Heritage. Since World He heard Manzhu's words, he felt as if he was exhausted, and he was standing next to Manzhu coldly and dullly. Manzhu forced himself not to look around.

Who knows the worldly legacy of her heart is as painful as a knife at this moment!

Taking a deep breath, Manzhu slowly leaned down. No one saw it. Two tears fell on the pale face of the Thirteenth Prince...

Manzhu leaned her lips against the thirteenth prince's somewhat cold lips, and slowly blew the air into her...

Then Manzhu stood up slightly, let go of the nostrils of the thirteenth prince who was pinched, and pressed his chest with one hand to help him exhale. After repeated this several times, Manzhu saw that the thirteenth prince had only breathing, but not breathing.

She couldn't help but feel a little anxious. She put her head on the Thirteenth Prince's chest and listened carefully. She found that the Thirteenth Prince had no heartbeat at all. Without thinking too much, Manzhu knelt beside the Thirteenth Prince and folded her hands on him.

Seven pairs of ribs press down regularly...
Chapter completed!