Chapter 135 Wishes

Jian Nan didn't expect Li Chuan to be like this.

He didn't know what Li Chuan dreamed, or why he dreamed, or even if what Li Chuan dreamed was a picture of an accident in his previous life, but he was frightened by Li Chuan's emotions.

At one time, he also fantasized about how Li Chuan would react if he found out that he died, but unfortunately he wandered around for a while after becoming a ghost, unable to know everything, and his memory as a ghost was really poor, so in the end he only Live in a daze.

Jian Nan has a lot of thoughts in his heart, and in the end, he can only cry and laugh into one sentence: "I'm fine."

Li Chuan's eyes stared at him for a moment.

Jian Nan was not impatient at all, he stood in the sun, as if his whole body was bathed in the warmth and gentle light of the sun, Jian Nan reached out and patted Li Chuan on the shoulder, and said softly, "Dreams are all reversed. "

Li Chuan's eyes flashed slightly.

Jian Nan smiled: "So I will definitely live well."

Li Chuan was just stunned for a moment, then, a smile slowly appeared on the handsome face of Emperor Li Ying, and he nodded: "That's good."

They seem to have completed a solemn agreement.

The photographers not far away were in a bit of a confused state, including the fans of Yingdi Li. Because Li Chuan suddenly started running away, Yingdi Li's own photographers didn't follow, so the photographer carried the shelf. When catching up, fans almost all came to Jian Nan's live broadcast room.

"Sorry, there's only a gust of wind swaying over there."

"Brother Li, are you so physically fit?"

"Why did I see it so exciting as soon as I came."

"Pure passers-by, didn't they break up, how do they hold together?"

"Don't ask, even old fans don't know."

Li Chuan's intermittent madness caught Jian Nan by surprise, but fortunately, Jian Nan's on-the-spot reaction ability was strong and he stopped it in time.

The child who fell into the water not far away has been rescued.

The child didn't know what was wrong, he was soaked all over, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was blue, someone was doing emergency CPR, Jian Nan watched for a while, a little worried: "The posture is not standard."

Li Chuan knew that Jian Nan had studied in school before.

The people on the shore pressed for a while, but the children didn't respond. Some adults were already crying at the scene, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little sad.

Jian Nan stepped forward: "Can I try it?"

"Who are you?" Some villagers don't know people from other villages: "The child's life is at stake, don't make trouble."

Jian Nan squatted down: "I've learned professional posture, can you let me do it?"

The villagers hesitated.

Li Chuan also squeezed over. Seeing the villagers hesitate, he said, "The child is already like this, and there is no room for delay. Don't hesitate any more. If something happens, I will take care of it."

If you are a normal person, you would never dare to say it easily: I have three words on my shoulders.

But Li Chuan dared to say this sentence without hesitation because of Li's huge wealth and his own confidence.

For the program team, these are all emergencies. Of course, this is also a highlight of live broadcast programs. There will always be some unscripted emergencies that are eye-catching.

Jian Nan didn't have time to worry about so much. He quickly knelt down and sat down beside the child. He didn't stop his hand, and began to press the heart regularly. Although he was the one who saved people, he was also nervous. A crimson, and even his hands are shaking.

Li Chuan suddenly turned his head and asked the cameraman next to him, "Where's your little fan?"

The cameramen usually bring it with them. Hearing this, they quickly took it out of his pocket and handed it to Li Chuan. Li Chuan turned on the fan and blew at Jian Nan.

In the summer, a series of sweat rolled down his cheeks, but Jian Nan had no time to pay attention to it, and only focused on the child who seemed to have no vital signs in front of him.

Gradually, his physical strength was not enough.

The child still didn't respond, and some villagers couldn't hold back:

"Didn't you say that you have learned it, but the child didn't respond."

"Yeah, it's really worrying..."

"Will it work?"

The murmurs of the villagers were in the ears, not only did not have any effect, but added a little invisible pressure to Jian Nan. His own breathing was also a little short, his arms were sore, and his physical strength was slowly fading away.

Li Chuan lifted up the people who were looking around him. This look was definitely not friendly. It could even be said that it was a hostile and threatening look that he had never shown in his variety shows. He didn't say a word. people.

All the people who were swept by their eyes shut up.

The photographer got close enough to record it all:

"w, so fierce."

"I was worried it was a script, but it was too real."

"Who would play with a child? Pay attention to what you say above."

"I found that Li Chuan is paying less and less attention to the character design now, and he feels a little bit free. He came to record the show as if he was here to play."

The scene was a mess, and all kinds of noisy sounds, good and bad, were all there. Jian Nan felt that everything in front of him was a little dark, and the whole person was tired and uncomfortable because of the sultry heat.

Li Chuan's voice came from the side: "Jian Nan."

Jian Nan took a deep breath and looked at him sideways.

"Don't panic." Li Chuan lightly opened his thin lips, his voice was low, and those dark eyes seemed to have magic power to calm Jian Nan, and he said, "Don't panic."

Inexplicable

Jian Nan's heart was really calm.

He took a deep breath, was in serious condition, and began to continue to perform artificial CPR on the child, one time, another time.

finally

Just when everyone was about to give up completely, the child who had been unresponsive suddenly spit out water.

This kind of movement and sound made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and the boy's mother rushed over and cried out from nowhere, holding the child's crying hissed lungs: "Zhuangzhuang, Zhuangzhuang, it's all my mother's fault. "

Everyone came to see how the child was doing.

Li Chuan took Jian Nan out of it. He took out a wet towel and wiped his face: "Is it hot?"

Jian Nan lost his strength, he nodded vacantly.

Li Chuan handed him water. When he simply drank the water, he stood beside him and kept fanning him. The sun was scorching hot. Emperor Li's back was covered in sweat, and sweat dripped down his cheeks. He didn't seem to notice it at all. Instead, focus on taking care of Jian Nan.

After Jian Nan drank the water, he smiled at him: "Aren't you hot?"

Li Chuan didn't even think about it: "I can fan you, too. There are chairs over there. You can sit for a while and rest."

Jian Nan's legs were a little soft, and he was numb after squatting for too long. He said, "I can't walk."

Li Chuan didn't blame him for too many things, but said, "Then wait, I'll go and bring you a chair."

"..."

Jian Nan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "help me over there."

Li Chuan said, "Aren't your legs uncomfortable?"

"It's just numb, you have to walk a few more steps slowly." Jian Nan said, "And aren't you tired, you've been fanning the wind just now, and you're sweating a lot."

Li Chuan: "I'm not tired."

The two of them had a meaningless conversation here, and the audience watched with relish:

"That's what happened to my ex when he was chasing me."

"It tastes like that, friends."

"Never blame a man for being inconsiderate, he's just not being right to you."

Everyone sighed with emotion, but some people were not used to it from the beginning, and now everyone can basically replace it quickly, and seriously discuss the progress of the relationship.

The villagers also thought about it, especially the child's mother who took the initiative to thank Jian Nan. She said, "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Jian, you saved my child's life."

Jian Nan said, "You're welcome, it should be."

The woman invited him: "Sir, we are celebrating the Moon Festival in the stockade tonight. You are our honored guest. Can you and your friends be invited to participate?"

This would have been no itinerary.

Many stockades have their own rules, and generally speaking, it is difficult for outsiders to participate.

Seeing that they are sincere, Jian Nan can't refuse them, so she can only agree with tears and laughter: "Okay, thank you, I will participate."

The people in the stockade are very grateful.

At the same time, there is also a hot search on Weibo: #網南Cardiopulmonary resuscitation#

The courage and action displayed by some people at the critical moment is surprising, especially during a period of time, many netizens used Jian Nan's handsome appearance to attack him as a weak scholar, or satirize others for his lack of skills, but in this way. In this situation, Jian Nan can come forward, and he has already surpassed most of the people.

Netizens also said:

"Too hard."

"No, my focus is on Li Chuan's eyes looking at the villagers."

"wc, me too, this is too protective."

No matter what everyone thinks, it will not affect the guests. In the evening, the program team is specially allowed to participate in the festival of worshipping the moon, which is unique to ethnic minorities.

The village chief said in front: "Everyone of us here will get a wooden card. After praying earnestly to the Moon God, hang the wish in the heart on the branch, and the Moon God will see the wish in the coming year."

Jian Nan: "Is that the god you worship in your house?"

Village Chief: "Yes, yes."

The one who seemed to be quite spiritual, Jian Nan naturally took a little more solemnity. After getting the wooden plaque, the sacrifice was very happy. The leading witch in front of the sacrifice platform was reciting the eulogy, and the people below followed, and Jian Nan also had imitate.

After everything is done, it's time to hang the wooden sign.

Everyone grouped up and hung the wooden signs on the branches, but the branches were generally taller, so everyone decided to write them down and hand them over to one person to hang them together. In the end, Yingdi Li was elected.

Dong Junying urged: "Don't look at me."

Li Chuan was expressionless: "I'm not interested."

"..."

Everyone's signs were basically put up, but in the end, only Li Chuan's sign was missing. He looked at the sign in his hand and sighed for a long time.

Below Dong Junying is shouting: "Brother Li, what's the matter, you wrote a typo?"

The corner of Li Chuan's mouth twitched, and he hung up the sign decisively.

When he came up, everyone else was asking: "You can see our wishes, can you tell us about yours?"

Li Chuan: "There's nothing to talk about."

"Hey, it's really boring."

The group of people gradually walked away, only the sign of Kazuki fluttered in the wind, and the moonlight fell.