The Valued Lady is Truly Dominant-Chapter 777 The Song Family Has Achieved Another Merit
Song Ci’s actions were truly inexplicable and incomprehensible, even Song Zhiyuan was somewhat taken aback.
But judging by her movements, perhaps she was attempting a rescue?
Would this work?
Emperor Chu was also watching intently, and when he heard the exclamations of the people around, he cast a cold glance across the crowd.
The crowd fell silent as if they were chickens.
They were terrified.
But Song Ci didn’t care, she just performed the emergency rescue skills she had learned incidentally while playing an obstetrician in a skit back in the day, though she truly wanted to save him, her strength wouldn’t allow it.
This useless old body!
Song Ci pressed only a few times before she was out of breath, her face pale, unable to exert any strength.
"Madam, let it go, he’s already gone." the Imperial Physician advised.
But Song Ci called for Song Lingzhao, saying, "Zhao’er, you come."
Song Lingzhao responded with an "Eh," stepped forward, and knelt down. Song Ci held his hand for on-site teaching: "Don’t use too much force, or you’ll break the ribcage, understand?"
The boy nodded and began pressing. At first, he was not used to it, but quickly, with Song Ci’s guidance, he grasped the rhythm.
He pressed about ten times, and Song Ci took charge of the mouth-to-mouth.
The crowd wasn’t sure what they were witnessing, yet dared not question.
Could this actually bring someone back? They must be kidding.
Song Ci herself didn’t know if it would work; she had never saved someone from drowning, but wanted to try a rescue nonetheless, since the Imperial Physician had already shaken his head, saying the child couldn’t be saved.
Well then, treat a dead horse as if it’s alive.
If he could be saved, it would be a great joy for everyone, and he’d be blessed with a big life. If not, it was destined for him to be served to King Yan in Yama Hall today. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
As time ticked away, the child on the ground remained unresponsive, and everyone thought all hope was lost.
Even Song Ci thought so.
No hope.
Prince Xin barely opened his eyes and said, "Madam, let him go."
A softly spoken sentence, yet it brought tears to those who heard it.
It was the most helpless and heartbreaking utterance.
Song Ci felt an ache in her heart as she looked at Song Lingzhao, "Do it once more."
Song Lingzhao nodded, continuing the compression. Lucky for him, being young and trained in martial arts, otherwise Song Ci herself might have collapsed in exhaustion.
After two more rounds, there was still no response from the child, leaving everyone in despair.
But just as Song Ci exhaled and was about to give up, Xia Qie moved.
Cough, cough.
Xia Qie’s legs reflexively twitched, and he turned his head to spit out two mouthfuls of turbid water.
"He’s alive, he’s really alive!"
The crowd burst into exclamations.
Song Lingzhao looked at his hands, hardly able to believe it.
He really saved the child, and on his second attempt?
Song Lingzhao could hardly contain his excitement and looked at his grandmother: "Grandmother, has he really come back to life?"
Song Ci smiled, patting his head: "Thank you."
Song Lingzhao smiled shyly, looking at the person on the ground.
Prince Xin knelt down with a thud, his lips trembling, but he couldn’t utter a single word.
Emperor Chu instructed, "Imperial Physician, quickly check the young prince."
He remained composed outwardly, but inwardly he breathed a sigh of relief.
The Imperial Physician snapped back from his shock and hurriedly examined eyelids, checked breathing and pulse, saying, "Your Majesty, the young prince drowned, with some minor heart and lung injuries. Now that he’s conscious, careful recuperation will suffice. However, since he’s young, a thorough check-up is needed, and some Sedative Soup should be prepared for him."
"Good." As long as he’s alive.
Emperor Chu looked at Song Ci and Song Lingzhao with warmth in his eyes.
In crucial moments, it’s still one’s own people who are reliable.
That’s right, Emperor Chu considered Song Ci and her family as his own people, truly close, and not out to deceive him.
The hearts of the faction supporting Prime Minister Fan felt very uncomfortable. Now, again, someone from the Song Minister’s Mansion had made a contribution, which made them unhappy.
