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Chapter 9: Resurrection from the Dead

"What? What did you... you just said?" The second master looked at Xi Yunfei, who lowered his head and picked up his son in disbelief.

"I said Dashan is not dead. Hurry up and go boil water and prepare some salt water. You may use it later." Xi Yunfei glanced at his elder brother and the ugly lady. After saying that, he walked straight into the house with Dashan. After entering the house, he looked at the bamboo bed that looked the same as his own, and then placed Dashan on the bed.

"How to do it?" Xi Yunfei desperately recalled the first aid content he had seen.

"We need to open the airway first, yes, open the airway." Xi Yunfei hurriedly pushed away the items on the bed, freed up a bed board for the mountain, and then shouted outside: "Dabao, Dabao, come and help quickly."

Dabao ran in in a daze, and saw Xi Yunfei dragging the back of Dashan's neck, looking at him anxiously.

"Come on, help me drag his neck, don't move, just drag it like that." Give the position to Dabao, Xi Yunfei walked to the top of the mountain, opened his mouth, and tried to see if there was any secretions, vomit, or mucus in his mouth.

He wrinkled his nose in disgustingly. Apart from bad breath, he didn't see any foreign objects. Xi Yunfei breathed a sigh of relief.

Confirm that the airway is unobstructed, Xi Yunfei directly reached out and patted Dashan's shoulders hard, opened his mouth and shouted: "Wake up, Dashan, wake up, Dashan..."

This is to wake up the mountain through external stimulation. Generally, patients with not very deep symptoms can wake him up through such slap and call. However, the mountain has been unconscious for two days and has no reaction at all at this time.

Outside the door, the second master ran in. He thought the mountain had woken up. After entering the door, he saw Xi Yunfei slapping his son's "corpse" and feeling uncomfortable. He wanted to scold and stop, but when he remembered the relationship between Xi Yunfei and his son, he stopped again.

Xi Yunfei looked up at the second master with a sad face and shouted, "Second Master, you are here to call me too. Dashan is really not dead. If you believe me, we will definitely save him."

At this time, Xi Yunfei's appearance was completely crazy in the eyes of Erye and Dabao. Perhaps he was sympathetic to Xi Yunfei's feelings for Dashan, and neither of them stopped him. Instead, Dabao imitated Xi Yunfei's appearance, gently patting Dashan's shoulder while crying at Dashan's name.

Xi Yunfei knew that they didn't believe in him, but this was a life and he would never give up anyway.

"What else can I do? What else can I do?" Xi Yunfei scratched his ears and tried hard to recall the content of the report about the first aid part.

"All people, right, you have to press them."

Xi Yunfei shouted excitedly, then lowered his head and reached out to press hard between Dashan's mouth and nose.

Because of his lack of experience, he only dared to use 20% of his strength in these few strokes. Seeing that there was no effect, Xi Yunfei, under the stunned gaze of the second master, directly pressed his knuckles among the people in the mountains.

"Huh?" I wonder if it was an illusion, but Xi Yunfei felt a stream of air blowing through his fingers, and the airflow exhaled from the mountain's nose.

"Are you breathing?" Xi Yunfei looked at the room, pulled out a thin thread from the sheet, and then gently placed it under the nose of the mountain.

"Don't move, don't breathe heavily." Xi Yunfei shouted bluntly.

The second master and Dabao cooperated very well at this time, looking at the thin thread in Xi Yunfei's hand obediently, both of them covering their mouths and noses.

"It seems that the thread end is moving?" Dabao said in disbelief.

The second master was also shocked.

Xi Yunfei made another booing move, directly putting the thin line among the people in the mountains, for fear that the thin line had just moved because his movement was too big.

However, a miracle really happened.

As soon as I put the thin thread in the human position, the rope head was driven by the breath of the mountain and fell down directly.

"I'm alive, I'm really alive." Dabao pointed to the rope that fell to the side and exclaimed to the second master.

The second master's eyes were even red because he saw his son's eyelashes move several times, and then he saw his chest rising and falling vigorously. This is a sign that only normal people have.

Only then did Xi Yunfei really breathe a sigh of relief, reached out and pressed the pulse of the mountain for a moment, and said excitedly to the second master: "Second Master, the mountain is not dead, he is not dead."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm not dead, my son is not dead, my Qiao family is not in danger, wuwuwu..."

The second master, who had lost and recovered, hugged Dashan's body excitedly and cried so hard that he cried.

Xi Yunfei gave up his position to the second master, and he reached out to observe Dashan's pupils. Seeing that his eyes were already congested, he felt relieved. It seemed that there was no problem.

The three of them looked happy in the room. The elder brother outside the door walked in with an ugly mother in a clay pot.

When the two saw the second master crying and laughing, they were confused. It was not until they heard Dabao's description that they realized that Dashan was actually saved by Xi Yunfei.

He looked at Xi Yunfei in surprise, and the eldest brother handed him the clay pot in his hand: "This is salt water. I don't know how much you want. I have brought all the salt in the village and cooked so much."

Xi Yunfei took the pot with relief, and the salt water was still hot: "Ugly, go get a bowl and spoon, and feed Dashan a bowl of salt water later, and feed another bowl in two hours. He hasn't eaten for a few days, so he should replenish some water as soon as possible."

"Okay, I know." The ugly lady turned around and ran out to get the bowl when she heard this.

The eldest brother looked at Xi Yunfei, his eyes full of relief. He smiled and patted Xi Yunfei on the shoulder, saying nothing, only sincere pride.

Soon, villagers gradually gathered outside the second master's house, and even his mother, Liu, ran over with her third sister.

When the little girl saw Xi Yunfei, she broke free from her mother's arms and flew directly, hugging Xi Yunfei's neck with a smile and refused to let go.

Liu knocked on the little girl's forehead unhappily before asking Xi Yunfei: "I heard from the ugly lady that you saved Dashan?"

Xi Yunfei nodded and shook his head again: "It's not that I saved him, but that he was not dead at all, but that he was stimulated and pretended to die."

"suspended animation?"

"Yes, the breathing and pulse have become very weak. If you don't look at it carefully, you can't tell that people are still alive. However, the most important thing is that there is no stinking corpse after a few days of death. There will be a stinking smell in a day or two after death, let alone such a hot weather."

Xi Yunfei said this very loudly, and it was deliberately said to the villagers. He is not a god, and he is never able to do such methods as life and death, flesh and bones. It is better not to be mythical.

Liu nodded in cooperation: "In other words, Dashan is not dead, but we thought he was dead, but fortunately, your second master almost buried him, thanks to your carefulness."

At this time, the second master walked out with a happy look on his face. After hearing Liu's words, his old face turned red and said, "Big girl, don't squeeze my old man anymore. Besides, I won't have the shame to see my son, hahaha."

People feel refreshed when they are happy, and the second master is in this state at this time.
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