Unfortunately, Meng Fanchun was busy saving people and had no time to pay attention to Zhou Tiankuo.

Lin Xiyan frowned slightly when he heard this, and walked to the camphor wood box. His face was deep and cold, and his eyes were staring at the box like a sword. His white and slightly fleshy big hands gently stroked the bulge on the edge of the box, and looked up at the groove on the cover of the box.

Lin Xiyan raised his hand and closed the lid, tightly sewn. This old-fashioned camphor wood box and magical mortise and tenon structure are from buildings to boxes, but they are extremely sturdy without a nail!

In this way, the light is hidden inside and the possibility of suffocation is greater.

Lin Xiyan looked back at the kang, and Meng Fanchun, who was nervous, sat unremittingly while CPR resuscitation, with dense sweat on his forehead.

Zhou Tiankuo supported Zhou’s father and placed him on the kang.

Zhou's father rushed to Zhou Guangming, who was in vain, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, looking at him as if he was asleep, muttering to himself, "How could this happen? How could this happen? It was fine just now, how could it be in a blink of an eye?"

Hua Banzhi leaned against the door frame, without a trace of light in her eyes, tears flowed silently, blurring her gaze and staring blankly at Meng Fanchun who was still working hard on the kang.

Cheng Yunling, who was sitting on the edge of the kang, looked at Meng Fanchun who was doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation for Guangming without blinking, clenched her fists, cheering for the silent prayers of the two of them.

Zhou Tiankuo frowned and walked over to look at Lin Xiyan and said, "Did you see something?"

Lin Xiyan pointed to the wooden box, demonstrated it, looked at the kang, and whispered, "The situation is not optimistic."

Zhou Tiankuo looked at the kang with complicated eyes. Although he didn't care about this child, he didn't expect him to be gone.

Meng Fanchun stopped, held the child's wrist, and put three fingers on his wrist, but still couldn't feel the pulse.

"How is it?" Lin Xiyan came over and asked with concern, his voice unconsciously nervous.

Meng Fanchun glanced at him, shook his head slightly, and then he reached into the carotid artery again, but still couldn't touch it. He sat on the kang with a deep breath, his face pale, and looked at Hua Banzhi with a hoarse look, with a hoarse voice, "Hua...hua..." He was blushing and his neck was thick, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Hua Banzhi raised her arms and wiped her tears rudely when she heard the sound. She staggered to the kang, looked up at him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How is it?"

Meng Fanchun shook his head slightly, and squeezed out an incomplete sentence from the cracks of his teeth in grief, "Quest...Quest..."

"Fanchun, do you try again? Try again." Cheng Yunling pulled Meng Fanchun's arm and said, "Don't give up, don't give up."

"Lingling, calm down." Meng Fanchun said in difficulty as he looked at Cheng Yunling.

"No, no, how could my grandson be fine?" Zhou's father refused to admit that he was pounding the kang and cried.

"Get up." Hua Banzhi pushed Meng Fanchun away, and climbed onto the kang without even taking off his shoes, and knelt in front of Zhou Guangming.

Hua Banzhi pinched Zhou Guangming's nose, gently supported his chin, calmed his eyes, calmed his energy, activated the faint magic power in his body, and possessed him for artificial respiration.

In Meng Fanchun and others' eyes, Hua Banzhi refused to accept this bad news, clumsyly learned from Meng Fanchun's appearance and gave Guangming artificial respiration.

Tears as big as beans were dripping on the bright face, and the people present looked like that made them heartbroken.

"Guangming, get up, get up." Cheng Yunling lowered his head and kept muttering in his mouth, tears wet the kang mat as rain.

Zhou's father cried so hard that he kept muttering, "My eldest grandson..."

Lin Xiyan bit his lips lightly, his eyes red, and his face turned away.

Meng Fanchun's eyes were full of sadness and pain. He pressed her arms and eyes were filled with tears. He looked at her in despair and said, "Enough, Huahua...the light has...it has...it has..."

"Shut up!" Hua Banzhi's fierce evil wolf stared at him, waved his arm, then looked at him with a sad face, almost begging, "Please let me try again." Continue to breathe artificially, how can Guangming go! He died in his previous life and his life was smooth.

There is no reason why she saved the dead person, but she couldn't save Guangming.

Damn, why is my magic so weak? If she is still that powerful, why can't she be able to use it?

Please wake up, please...

"Guangming, you little naughty, actually hid in the box. No wonder we look for it..." Zhuo Erya walked in with a smile on her face, looked at the posture in front of her like a stuck duck, and swallowed, "What's wrong?" Fei rushed to the kang and looked at Hua Banzhi with trembling lips and asked in fear, "Tell me, what's wrong?"

Meng Fanchun took a few deep breaths, calmed down her emotions and said, "I was bored by the box..."

"This is impossible, Dr. Meng, you are joking with me. How could the box hold people in a suffocation?" Zhuo Erya shook her head vigorously, "This is impossible." She lowered her head and looked at Zhou Guangming, who was tightly closed with her eyes, "Guangming, get up quickly, aunt buys you something delicious." said with a strong nasal voice, "If you can't get up, aunt has eaten your gluten essence and cream biscuits!" Tears kept falling.

The room was as quiet as if it was silent, and Zhou's father had no strength to cry, and only Hua Banzhi worked tirelessly.

As time passes by minute by minute, hope becomes increasingly slim.

"Cough cough..." A faint coughing sound overflowed Zhou Guangming's lips, and then slowly opened his eyes, looking at Hua Banzhi who was crying with tears in his eyes, "Mom, don't cry." He raised his little hand to touch the tears at the corner of her eyes.

With a "Wow...", Hua Banzhi hugged Zhou Guangming in her arms and cried loudly.

Cheng Yunling hugged the two of them excitedly, "It's okay, it's okay, God has eyes."

Meng Fanchun's eyes burst into ecstasy, and he crawled over excitedly, grabbed Zhou Guangming's wrist and took his pulse.

"How is it?" Lin Xiyan came over and asked with concern.

"The body is a little weak because it has not had a heartbeat for a long time and is not seriously injured. Seeing that he can recognize Huahua, it proves that it is okay." Meng Fanchun raised his eyes and said happily at him, grinning with a silly face, "Haha...haha..."

Lin Xiyan patted Zhou Guangming on the shoulder and said, "You guy, you are really scared to death by you."

"Teacher Lin, you are here too." Zhou Guangming heard the sound and was discerning in Hua Banzhi's arms and said in a muffled voice, "Mom, don't cry, Aunt Cheng, don't cry,"

"Huahua, let go, don't hug him and you can't breathe anymore." Meng Fanchun reminded her.

As soon as Meng Fanchun said this, Cheng Yunling immediately let go of the two of them.

Hua Banzhi immediately let go of Zhou Guangming and asked him to sit on the kang, then raised his arms and wiped the tears from his face, "Guangming, tell you how he was in the box."
Chapter completed!