When Qin Bukong said "filling the air with your mouth," I think he was probably talking about "artificial respiration."
Artificial respiration was first invented by the miracle doctor Zhang Zhongjing, but at that time it was only possible to compress the chest, and there was no mouth-to-mouth method. The real mouth-to-mouth method was invented during the modern medical emergency. It requires pressing the chest, then pinching the patient's nose and blowing air into the patient's mouth to achieve the effect of cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
But the problem is that I have never learned this method, and I really resist it from the bottom of my heart. I always feel that it is a bit frivolous, or even a bit hooligan. Maybe it was because people of that era were generally more traditional and conservative in their thinking, and it seemed that it was not widely accepted and applied at that time. So when Qin Bukong told me this, I was really at a loss.
Qin Bukong reached out and patted me hard on the back, and then said, "Why are you still standing there?" It's important to save people! I said I...I don't know how to do it. You said it's so lively. Why don't you come and inflate me? I'll do the chest compressions. Qin Bukong suddenly stared and said, are you kidding? Of course you are the most suitable person to do this kind of thing! I said why?
Qin Bukong said as if he was quibbling, I...I have a big beard, what should I do if I blow away the air? I said it doesn't matter, just keep it pointed. He also said, I am an old man and I am not as courageous as you! I said you were jumping up and down like a monkey just now, why didn't you say this? He added, I am more experienced in chest compressions, and I think your mouth shape is more suitable for pine nuts! I told you to stop being such a rogue. It was obvious that I didn’t want to kiss Songzi just like me.
After talking for a long time, Qin Bukong still refused to give Songzi mouth-to-mouth, but although Songzi was not dead yet, he was already in a state of shock after the torment just now. People in our field know that shock is somewhat similar to severe coma. The body is not controlled by the soul for a short period of time. At least during this period, it is a state of separation of body and soul. If it goes too long without being restored to its original position, it is very likely that it will drift further and further away and never come back. When the body loses the support of the soul, it will gradually become disordered, leading to physical death.
As for Songzi's current situation, she was actually very close to death. Earlier, the demon had grabbed his head and held him in the air for such a long time. He was lucky that his body was still alive. If he didn't save him now, it would probably be too late.
I knew in my heart that this might be the only way we could think of. Since Qin Bukong refused to agree, I couldn't let it go, so I felt relieved and reassured myself that this was just saving people. Don't stick to small details if you don't want them. Something like that, so I yelled at Qin Bukong, "Then what are you doing in a daze? Why don't you quickly press your chest and recite the mantra to restore your consciousness!"
The Returning Mantra is a spell whose purpose is to guide the soul that has temporarily lost its body to find its way again when it hears the sound, remembers the smell of its own body, and then returns to the body. But there are some differences between the soul and our spirit. After waking up, we actually cannot remember what happened. This was probably the first time Qin Bukong encountered such a situation. He was in a hurry like me, so he straddled Songzi's thighs, used his own weight to hold down Songzi, and then overlapped his hands with palms facing down. , the hand on the top grasps the fingers of the hand on the bottom, and folds the two palms into a shape that is convenient for exerting force. Then Qin Bukong quickly recited the recovery spell while rhythmically pressing vertically between Songzi's ribs and on the chest near the stomach.
After more than ten times, Songzi's expression showed no reaction at all. While pinching his philtrum, I pressed the knuckle of my index finger on Songzi's brow bone, intending to use this painful method to clear his mind. If he wakes up, Maybe I won't have to do artificial respiration anymore. But Qin Bukong said at this time, you bastard, stop being stunned and fill up the air quickly. Later, I will squeeze out all the air in Songzi's stomach. He can only get out but can't get in. I'm afraid he is really going to die.
That’s all, there’s no way to avoid it. So I looked up at the sky and thought, God, why did you do this to me? Then I took a deep breath, put it in my mouth, and then pinched Songzi's nose. With my other hand, I stretched out his teeth and pinched them again. The two sides of his face turned Songzi's entire mouth into an "oh" look. I closed my eyes and desperately put my mouth on his. Because of Qin Bukong's pressure, I could still feel the hot air from his mouth rushing towards my lips, so I started to put the hot air in his mouth towards my lips. The air blew into Songzi's mouth at a steady speed.
Frankly speaking, this process is a bit like blowing up a balloon, but this balloon is not easy to blow up. It always felt like something was blocked in his throat. So I stretched out my right hand and put it under the back of his neck to make his throat more open. Sure enough, this time, although my blowing was not very smooth, it was much easier than before. Every time I took a few breaths, Songzi's chest inflated slightly like a balloon. Then Qin Bukong stopped pressing until I raised my mouth, and then he continued pressing. It went on like this for about seven or eight times. In the end, I completely forgot that I was giving artificial respiration to Songzi. At this time, Qin Bukong suddenly shouted happily, "Yes, yes!" Move, move!
I turned my head and looked at Songzi's arm, and found that several of the fingers were slightly bent. This was a sign that the soul had returned to its original position and regained consciousness. I'm also very happy. It seems that the mess we two three-legged cats made has some effect. But when I turned to look at Songzi, his expression had not changed at all, so I slapped him a few times, but not very hard, and he still didn't respond. Qin Bukong said to me, maybe I don't have enough energy, so please keep filling me up!
So Qin Bukong and I began to repeat the previous movements of me injecting air and him pressing. This time it was easier. After four or five rounds, Qin Bukong said that Songzi's feet also started to move and asked me not to stop, so I put it on Songzi's mouth one after another, causing saliva all around my lips. The taste of the saliva was particularly unpleasant, so I had no choice but to endure it. But when I put my mouth up again, suddenly there was a sound of "um... um... um..." coming from Songzi's nose.
This sound, how should I put it, sounds weird. It's a bit like the sound a person makes when he stretches his body when he wakes up contentedly after having a beautiful dream. It's very light, very soft, and very charming. Since I had my eyes closed the whole time, it was because I didn’t want to look at Songzi’s face at such a close distance, but Qin Bukong, that old and immortal guy, happened to shine the flashlight on Songzi’s face at this time, probably because he wanted to See clearly, as long as Songzi's consciousness is restored, even just a little bit, we have saved one person.
The light of the flashlight shone on Songzi's face, and even though I closed my eyes, I could still feel a dazzling light passing through my eyelids and into my eyes. So I opened my eyes slightly, but I saw that Songzi was still humming in his nose, but at this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, with a very strange color in his eyes, and his cheeks were scarlet, and there was actually something in his eyes. Full of that joyful smile.
I saw him open his eyes, and a stone fell to the ground in my heart, but I soon realized that my mouth was still on his, so I immediately moved my mouth away like a cork, but I saw that even if I let go of my hands and mouth, the pine nuts still looked like they were licking their lips. It looked like the chicks hatched by my old hens were begging for food when I was a child.
I squatted up and hurriedly wiped away the pine nuts or my saliva around my mouth, feeling a sense of humiliation in my heart. Songzi's eyes kept looking at me, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too weak to make a sound. I thought to myself that I, Situ Shankong, would settle this debt with you in the future. I won’t argue with you now, so I bent down again, lifted Songzi’s head, and gently rested it on my thigh.
Qin Bukong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the man had woken up. He said to me, hold on to the pine nuts first while I go to the river to get some water for everyone. Let the pine nuts rest for a while and drink some water later, it will probably be fine. Before I could agree, Qin Bukong took his kettle to the river to fetch water. It took him more than twenty minutes to go and come back. It was already past two o'clock in the night, and the surroundings were quiet. Quietly, I could still hear the chirping of crickets or toads in the cracks of the stones, and the pine nut was lying motionless on my lap. I could feel his eyes always looking at me, so I pretended As if he didn't know, he whistled and looked up at the stars. Even when I whistle, it smells like pine nut saliva.
These twenty minutes or so seemed very long to me, and it also made me feel a little embarrassed. You must know that the mouth-to-mouth session just now seemed to me just to save people. Back then, Meng Dongxue and I had kissed each other on the mouth in the cornfield, but the feeling was very strange and not the same as today. Not the same at all. I even wanted to forget it immediately, but the more I tried to forget it, the more deeply it stayed in my mind.
When Qin Bukong came back from fetching water, I seemed to see his benefactor and asked him why he had been gone for so long. He probably didn't know that these times were actually a bit torturous for me. Qin Bukong probably didn't notice anything strange, but helped me hold Songzi upright and then let him drink the water from the kettle. Songzi was already awake, but was unable to speak or move due to weakness. Now that I drink water, I feel a lot better.
So Qin Bukong told him not to talk, to stay where he was and to have a good rest. I had the chance to drop the pine nuts from my lap to the ground. I picked up the things that had fallen to the ground, such as the vajra prong, the Miao Wu scimitar, etc., and then together with Qin Bukong, we carried Ba's body to the river.
