"Before, there was some before, but after eating it in the first two months, the third brother stopped eating it." Zhou Xiaohua was also frightened, Fang Zheng had never been in this situation before.

Fang Zheng covered his chest and opened his mouth wide, but his chest seemed to be blocked. He couldn't breathe out, and his face became increasingly ugly.

In this situation, it will be necessary to wear an oxygen mask in the future.

"Third brother!" Fang Dalang was so frightened that he threw away his stick and hurried over, trying to carry him on his back, "I will take you to the town hospital."

Fang Zheng wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say anything. His mind went blank for a while, and he knew that he was probably in for a disaster this time.

Even though he had been prepared for it, he still couldn't bear it when this day came!

He glanced at his family with nostalgia, and finally his eyes fell on Feng Qing, apologetically.

He's going to break his promise.

I just hope she can be safe and peaceful in the future.

"Third brother, don't scare me." Fang Dalang's hands were trembling, and Zhou Xiaohua, with tears in her eyes, also tried to help Fang Dalang carry Fang Zheng.

While there was a panic in the yard, Old Man Fang and Mrs. Fang Jiang arrived home carrying hoes.

Someone in the village told Old Man Fang and Mrs. Fang Jiang that Aunt Fang was here when they passed by the Fang family's land.

Every time Aunt Fang came back, her house felt as if it had been robbed. The children were afraid that they would not be able to tangle with her. Mrs. Fang Jiang was worried, so she took the old man and rushed home.

Seeing Fang Zheng's face clearly, Fang Jiang's legs went weak and she cried, "What's going on, Sanlang? Everything was fine this morning, Sanlang, don't scare me!"

"I, I'm going to call the bullock cart." Old man Fang turned around and ran out.

"Sanlang, Sanlang, look at mother, don't be afraid. Mother will take you to the doctor right now. You will be fine soon." No matter how old the child is, in mother's eyes, he will always be the child she holds in the palm of her hand.

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Fang Jiang said calmly, and her whole body was soft. She wiped away her tears and squatted down, "Dalang, let me carry Sanlang on my back."

Fang Dalang could barely walk on one foot and couldn't carry Fang Zheng on his back at all.

In just a few short breaths, Fang Zheng's consciousness gradually blurred.

"Get out of the way." Fang Zheng couldn't wait for this situation. Feng Qing shouted, pushed Fang Dalang and Zhou Xiaohua away, pulled Fang Zheng's arm, and said to the other party, Mrs. Jiang: "Mom, please put down my husband first, let me

He got flat."

Fang Jiang's eyes were red and she glared at Feng Qing fiercely, "Get out of here, I can't spare you if you delay Sanlang's diagnosis and treatment!"

As a mother who loses her mind for her children, Feng Qing understands Fang Jiang's mood.

She took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible: "Mom, Sanlang can't breathe now. If you let him lie on your back, it will put more pressure on your heart and lungs. If you don't let the breath that is blocked in your chest come out, my husband will not be able to breathe."

Not in town."

Perhaps it was Feng Qing's calmness that comforted Fang Jiang. She choked and asked: "Third daughter-in-law, do you mean that we carry Sanlang to the town?"

"We have to wait until our husband gets this tone." Feng Qing has already commanded Fang Dalang and Zhou Xiaohua, "Brother and sister-in-law, please bring your husband down quickly. Mother, don't worry, I have a way."

Villagers passing by Fang's house also saw this scene and rushed in, trying to help.

"Sanlang's wife, Sanlang is already like this, why don't you send her to the hospital as soon as possible?" someone suggested.

"That's right, Sanlang's wife, you're not a doctor, but with Sanlang's look on his face, it's not going to work anymore." Someone agreed.

No one could say that her son was dying. Fang Jiang took off her shoes and threw them at him, "Your son is dying. I, Sanlang, are fine."

Feng Qing's face turned cold. She looked around at everyone and said, "Give me all the trouble. My husband needs peace and fresh air."

After such a big incident happened, all sensible people sympathized with these women. One woman sighed and said, "His aunt, if you need help from me, just tell me."

Someone took the lead and left.

There were also people who wanted to watch the fun, but they were dragged away by others.

Everyone didn't go far and stopped at the gate of Fang's courtyard.

Many of them had watched Fang Zheng grow up, and this child was rare and sensible. They thought they could help out if they could.

There were also a few who had bad intentions and secretly frowned.

Smart people have a short life span, and this Sanlang of the Fang family probably won't survive.

In the courtyard, Fang Dalang and Zhou Xiaohua had already laid Fang Zheng down according to Feng Qing's instructions.

Feng Qing knelt down and sat next to Fang Zheng, and said to Fang Dalang: "Brother, come over and press my husband's forehead down, and lift his chin up with your other hand."

This request was extremely strange, and Fang Dalang didn't understand it.

"Hurry up!" Feng Qing emphasized his tone. After he did it again, Fang Dalang said, "Just like me."

"Oh, oh." Fang Dalang suddenly came to his senses and followed the action Feng Qing had just done, dragging Fang Zheng back.

After the airway was opened, Feng Qing pinched Fang Zheng's nose with one hand, opened his jaw with the other, opened his mouth, took a deep breath, then lowered his head, pressed close to Fang Zheng's mouth, and slowly blew into him.

There was a sound of breathing outside the door.

"What is Sanlang's wife doing? It's sunny in the sky, so she's not ashamed of herself."

"My own man is about to die, and he is still thinking about this kind of thing. Maybe this wife is really the bad guy."

As soon as these words came out, there was a deathly silence around, and many eyes fell on Feng Qing.

Not to mention, in less than four days since Fang Zheng's wife came in, two major events had happened in the Fang family.

For a moment, the villagers looked at Feng Qing with alert eyes.

Not to mention the villagers, even Mrs. Fang Jiang was stunned, and then shouted in disbelief, "Third daughter-in-law, you, what are you doing?"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and wanted to push Feng Qing away.

She was so obsessed that she let these third wives torment her.

If so, if something really happened to San Lang, she would have to chop up these three wives.

"Mom, please believe me." Feng Qing could no longer hear the villagers' comments about her. She looked straight at Fang Jiang and begged in a low voice.

After taking several breaths, Fang Zheng still didn't respond.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Feng Qing felt along the lowermost ribs on both sides from bottom to the middle of the body to the junction point, and used this point to locate the position of the two transverse fingers on the sternum, which is the sternum.

At the junction of the middle and lower thirds.

Feng Qing placed one hand on top of the other, crossed his fingers, placed the base of his palm at the position he just found, and relied on the strength of his upper body to press down vertically.

Following Feng Qing's movements, Fang Zheng's body kept floating up and down.

I pressed like this dozens of times, and then performed mouth-to-mouth breathing more than ten times.

When the third round of pressing was reached, the people on the ground finally responded.

Cough cough, cough cough cough.

After finally breathing out, Fang Zheng coughed desperately. Although his face was still a little red, the purple aura had gradually disappeared.

Looking at Fang Zheng whose expression gradually became normal, Feng Qing suddenly burst into tears.
Chapter completed!