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At this moment, his lips were bloodless, pale to the point of almost turning transparent. Zhan Xiaolou took a deep breath and told himself that he was saving a life.

With one hand, he pinched Feng Yu's nose, then pressed his mouth against it, blowing in all the air in his mouth.

The moment he touched it, the soft touch made Zhan Xiaolou's whole body tremble as if he had been electrocuted.

As Zhan Xiaolou was wholeheartedly trying to save Feng Yu Xuan, an anxious voice could be heard from outside the door.

"What happened? Wasn't the banquet going well? He even danced …" "Hurry up and open the door, I want to go in …" It was the empress's voice.

"Empress, Doctor Zhan is inside. He said no one else can enter …" This was the trembling voice of the palace maid.

"Queen, we believe in Doctor Zhan. Wait here for a moment, Yu Xuan will wake up soon." This was the voice of the prince trying to persuade the empress.

Zhan Xiaolou's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat. As he looked at his still unmoving chest, he began to feel a bit anxious.

He took out the silver needles and pierced them into a few of his acupoints, then continued with artificial respiration.

The temperature of his body began to slowly disappear, and for the first time, Zhan Xiaolou felt a sense of panic.

She suddenly reminisced about when she first met him. He had dressed beautifully, with delicate makeup and a beauty that didn't seem like a mortal. However, she didn't like the way men dressed at that time, so she had been against him from the start.

After interacting with him later on, they discovered that he had a venomous tongue and a black stomach. However, his heart was in a good mood and he also had the attribute of being an idiot …

In fact, he was very cute. Why was he influenced by his first impression and never thought of getting to know him properly?

Compared to how he was lying there motionless and lifeless, she would rather he be lively, venomous, fresh, and full of flowers …

Zhan Xiaolou's nose turned sour as his eyes gradually turned red.

"Feng Yu Zheng, wake up quickly. You still have a good life to live, how can you … "Stop sleeping, quickly wake up …" Zhan Xiaolou muttered to himself as his men sped up.

It was unknown how long artificial respiration had been going on. Zhan Xiaolou felt his entire body aching and he could barely lift his arm. However, he couldn't stop. She desperately rubbed his four limbs, which had no temperature. For the first time in her life, she became flustered.

He had always been suspicious of his self-confident medical skills. Godly doctor? The corner of Zhan Xiaolou's mouth twisted into a bitter smile as he thought of the way other people addressed her.

She opened her eyes and saw that his eyes were already tightly shut. A tear finally flowed out from his eye sockets and fell onto the person beneath her. The tear rolled down like it was his own.

Zhan Xiaolou painfully closed her eyes. She didn't know how she was going to explain this to the empress and her husband. She didn't know how much she was going to blame herself for this in the future. All she wanted was for him to wake up.

Zhan Xiaolou bent over and tightly embraced the person beneath him. He buried his head in his neck as he sobbed, saying, "Can you wake up? Tell me why you're sad when you wake up. I'll help you deal with it …" Anything is fine, I promise... "

"Really …" "Is that so?" An extremely weak voice came from the mouth of the person below him.

Zhan Xiaolou suddenly froze as he looked in disbelief at Feng Yu Xuan, whose eyes were slightly opened.

And then he cried with joy, "You …" "I thought …"

Zhan Xiaolou felt as if he was in a dream. Feng Yushan was alive again? It was a great thing.