The old school doctor was stunned for a moment, "What to remove? It will take about an hour."

"It's too late. If we don't catch her in the golden ten minutes, she will be severely disabled even if she doesn't die." Can any of you hurry up and help her with artificial respiration and chest compressions? Maybe she can be saved?"

"Absurd!" When the old school doctor saw this human being touching the patient privately and saying some inexplicable and self-righteous words, he said angrily: "How can a dead elf be saved? After all, I am also an elf doctor who masters the holy light healing technique. She has no idea at all.

Can’t be saved!”

Dean Xilu looked ashen and had no intention of blaming Meiyi. Critia interrupted the angry school doctor and said to Meiyi: "We have never heard of artificial respiration and chest compression, can you do it?

Let’s start as soon as possible.”

"I know how to do it, but..."

"What time has it been? Don't be stubborn anymore!" Critia was angry, and the red spirit seeds around her body were looming like fireflies.

Meiyi couldn't care anymore. His heart suddenly crossed, and he said softly, "Avril, don't give up, try your best to come back to us." Then he unbuttoned Avril's neck, lifted her chin, and took a deep breath.

In one breath, he leaned forward and kissed her red lips.
Chapter completed!