As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Chang's eyes widened even more than Fang Zhuang's.
"Kiss, kiss!"
"What, what should we do?" Fang Zhuang shouted.
"Pull people away!"
Before Pang Chang and Fang Zhuang had time to act, the onlookers had already rushed over.
"Don't move, I'm the doctor!"
Yang Shu shook them off and continued to perform CPR on the child.
Pang Chang pulled Fang Zhuang and said, "Let's take a look first."
Fang Zhuang hesitated for a moment and did not go over.
The child's mother broke away from everyone's hands holding her, threw herself to the ground and kowtowed to Yang Shu, "Doctor, save the dog, save the dog, save the dog..."
Time passed by, and when the child still didn't move, the voices of doubts on the scene became louder.
"Is that okay? It doesn't look serious."
"That's right, which doctor wears a mask when going out?"
"The kids are all gone, isn't it a waste?"
Everyone said something to Yang Shu, and they started to pull Yang Shu.
"Don't touch him, don't touch him at all!"
The woman let out a shrill cry, staggered up, and frantically pushed the person who was pulling Yang Shu.
"You crazy woman, you don't know what's good or bad!"
Everyone stepped back, frowning and scolding.
"I really thought he was a doctor. Which medical center saves people like this?"
The woman opened her hands to protect Yang Shu like a baby.
Seeing that no one came forward, the woman knelt down again, kowtowed to Yang Shu, and kept chanting: "Save the dog, save the dog..."
"Pang Chang, the prince doesn't have any medical skills." Fang Zhuang lowered his voice and looked at the woman with pity, "If she knocks a hundred times, the prince will not be able to save her child."
"The marshal needs to know about the prince's quirks..."
"Let's get them away quickly."
"Wait a minute." Pang Chang stared at Yang Shu without blinking. Although the prince's behavior was unbelievable, his expression and movements did not look like he was joking at all.
This was the first time that Pang Chang saw Yang Shu being so serious.
Seeing the blood marks on the ground getting deeper and deeper, everyone closed their mouths. The woman's soul had left. If the child could not survive, she would not be able to come back.
Some people couldn't bear to look anymore and turned around to leave.
"Save the dog..."
"Save the dog..."
More and more people are leaving.
Yang Shu raised his head and pressed it again.
"Cough." Water flowed from the corner of the child's mouth, followed by a weak cry.
"Alive?!"
"Live!!!"
“It’s so alive!!!”
There were exclamations one after another, full of excitement and disbelief.
Fang Zhuang's eyes almost popped out of his head and he stuffed his hand into his mouth. This is so fake!
"Alive?"
Those who had not gone far were stunned, turned around and ran back.
Even if you are not angry, can you still live?
This group of people screamed indiscriminately.
Mother! So alive! ! !
"Dog, dog..."
The woman took the child into her arms and touched it again and again, crying and laughing.
"You scared my mother to death, you scared my mother to death..."
After calming down, the woman looked around and wanted to thank Yang Shu, "Miracle doctor?"
Everyone started looking for him, "Where is he? He was still here just now."
"Any medical clinic can cure a dead person. This medical skill is so amazing."
"I don't know, can you all see your face clearly?"
"How can I see clearly? The mask is not completely taken off. It is blocking him. Who knows he is really capable."
The talk didn't stop for a long time.
"Your Majesty, am I not dreaming?" Fang Zhuang took the mask thrown by Yang Shu and said unconsciously.
Yang Shu tilted him and said, "You can give it a pinch on your leg."
Hearing this, Fang Zhuang stretched out his hand and pinched it.
"It doesn't hurt. It was really a dream." Fang Zhuang smiled.
Pang Chang raised his hand and gave him a head scratch, "Does it hurt now?"
Fang Zhuang almost knocked Pang Zhang off his head, "You bastard!"
Yang Shu looked at the swaying wicker and his eyes darkened. He should have been happy that the child was rescued, but unfortunately, he was a playboy and shouldn't have behaved like this.
Now I hope not many people are staring at him.
Sighing, Yang Shu opened the folding fan. He was not a holy father, but an innocent child could really ignore some people.
"Your Majesty, how did you rescue him?" Fang Zhuang approached Yang Shu.
"I saw it when I was looking at the picture, so I gave it a try." Yang Shu said casually.
"Look at the picture?"
Fang Zhuang was stunned, so the prince was experimenting with the love between men and women, and the child came back to life just by accident!
He just said that the prince could not be so kind.
"gone."
Yang Shu greeted the two of them, and when he turned around, he faced a face like dry tree bark.
Yang Shu turned sideways without thinking.
His eyes instantly became wary, what normal old man would be so close to his body!
"square……"
As soon as Yang Shu opened his mouth, he felt the pain of an ant bite on his leg, and then his world went dark.
"Your Majesty!"
Fang Zhuang and Pang Chang rushed over.
The next second, the two of them were kneeling on the ground.
Taking back the silver needle, the old man picked up Yang Shu and left.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yang Shu was woken up by the smoke. When he opened his eyes, he subconsciously stepped back, only to realize that his hands and feet were tied to the chair.
"woke up."
The old man looked at Yang Shu with a smile.
He was too close and he fainted too quickly, so Yang Shu couldn't even see the face clearly.
Now with the faint candlelight, Yang Shu could see the person clearly.
He was dressed in coarse cloth, not tall, with disheveled hair, deep wrinkles on his face, and brown eyes that were a little cloudy. At this moment, he was looking at him brightly.
"Senior, did you kidnap the wrong person?"
"Tell me, what's that called?" The old man sat down opposite Yang Shu and opened the needle pack.
Yang Shu moved his wrist. Damn it, he was mentally ill!
"Senior, I don't understand what you mean. What do you mean?"
"It belongs to your uncle!"
The severe pain in his hand made Yang Shu curse.
"Do you know who I am?"
"My grandfather is Yang Lian!"
The old man took out another silver needle, pulled open Yang Shu's collar, and plunged it in without hesitation.
Yang Shu tilted her head back and tightened her fingers on the arm of the chair.
He shut up. This old guy was not afraid of setting up the king's palace at all. There was no point in shouting.
"Still stuck!"
"What did you want me to say! You should ask me clearly!"
"You don't ask clearly! How can I answer!"
"Uncle, you are my uncle!"
After another injection, Yang Shu's pupils dilated and he spat out black blood.
Sitting down on the chair, Yang Shu looked at the old man in surprise.
His body felt much lighter and very comfortable.
Pulling out the silver needle, the old man looked at Yang Shu, "I have forced the remaining poison out of your body."
"Now, it's your turn to speak."
"Thank you, senior, but can you ask me more clearly, what exactly do you want me to say?" Yang Shu was about to cry without tears. He was afraid of being pricked by a needle. It hurt so much that he wanted to find a wife.
The old man frowned, "How did you save that child?"
He was tied up because of this.
Yang Shu was speechless, "Why don't you loosen the ties? It's not a secret. I'll tell you slowly."
"I'll explain it later." The old man said in a non-negotiable manner.
Yang Shu curled his lips. He had never heard of anyone who saved someone being treated like him.
