"Xiaxia." Di Mingzhe patted her face again and called her na, a clear hint of urgency finally appearing on his typically calm and moon-like face.
Unfortunately, she remained motionless.
Di Mingzhe’s hand froze, and it took him a while before he reached out his elongated fingers to feel her breath.
He beca nervous imdiately, her breathing seed very faint.
At this point, he forgot about the boundaries between n and won, hurriedly bent down to listen to her heartbeat.
After standing back up, he was left stunned, his brain spinning at a high speed.
Logically, if she really fell off a cliff and fainted, there’s a high chance her brain might be damaged, or her body hurt.
But right now, it didn’t seem like there were any major injuries on her body, just so obvious scrapes, even on her face.
However, there didn’t seem to be any injury to her head, as there was no blood coming out of her mouth or nose.
But prolonged unconsciousness would definitely cause a shortage of oxygen in the brain, and potentially, cardiac arrest.
Therefore, imdiate ergency treatnt was needed.
The only ergency treatnt thods available were cardiopulmonary resuscitation and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
Di Mingzhe was a bit hesitant.
He grabbed her hand, applied so force, and patted her face again. In a deep voice, Di Mingzhe said, "Wake up, Di Xiaxia!"
But Di Xiaxia still gave no response.
This ti Di Mingzhe was utterly panicked and anxious. It felt like his heart was being torn. He stopped caring about the differences between n and won, or their identities.
He quickly positioned her body properly, slightly lifting her chin to keep her airway open.
He overlapped his hands and placed them on her chest, once, twice, three tis, rhythmically pressing down.
At this movent, Di Mingzhe’s ears turned slightly red.
But right now, he couldn’t care about these chaotic thoughts and reactions.
Swiftly he grabbed her chin, forced her mouth open, and his crimson lips fiercely covered hers.
He kept repeating the process without pause, without noticing the slight layer of sweat on his forehead.
Finally, after one final strong push on her chest, Di Xiaxia suddenly made a sound.
"Xiaxia!" Di Mingzhe quickly looked at her.
"Cough, cough..." Di Xiaxia coughed heavily, and slowly opened her eyes.
An extraordinary handso face filled with worry was reflected in her eyes, Di Xiaxia frowned, "Brother?"
"It’s okay, you’re okay now." Seeing her awake, Di Mingzhe finally relaxed and couldn’t help but touch her hair with his long fingers.
The tense mood also eased in an instant.
Di Xiaxia’s mind was still a little foggy. She stared blankly at Di Mingzhe for a while before saying, "I feel like I fell off a cliff."
"You realise that now?" Di Mingzhe gave her an annoyed look, his brow furrowed, icily and unhappily replied, "Who allowed you to engage in these activities? I don’t oppose you doing sports, but this kind of activity is far too dangerous. You are not allowed to do it again."
Di Xiaxia frowned, "It was just an accident."
"There are no excuses." Di Mingzhe’s face hardened, "If I find out again, you know the consequences."
He looked terrifying, his face ashen as though he was on the verge of lashing out in rage. Di Xiaxia had never seen him like this. Scared, she couldn’t help but shiver, feeling instantly beaten. She lowered her eyes, "I understand."
Only after hearing her words did Di Mingzhe’s face soften a bit, "Anywhere else that doesn’t feel well? Where did you hit when you fell?"
Di Xiaxia wrinkled her brows and replied, "Actually, it’s not too bad. I was just caught by so trees, my body doesn’t feel uncomfortable, just that the scratches hurt a lot."
As she spoke, she began to pout, genuinely, it was very painful.
Her hands, legs, and face all feel like they were burning.
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