Xiao Si did what Bai Zhi said, pinching the son's nose and blowing into the son's mouth. Then Bai Zhi began to press on Ke Tong's left chest again. After repeating this several times, Bai Zhi was tired and unable to press.
Mrs. Ke hurried to her. Seeing this, she rushed forward and was about to beat Bai Zhi. Fortunately, Doctor Xu stopped her from the side.
"Madam, what are you doing?"
Madam Ke couldn't stop her tears. She pointed to Bai Zhi and said, "Where did this lunatic come from? Why do you treat me like this? My son has already gone, why does she still humiliate me like this?"
Mrs. Xu said: "Madam, although I don't know what the white girl is doing, I believe that there must be some reason for the white girl to do this."
"What's the point? People are dead, what is she doing!"
Master Ke shouted to his wife: "You shut up, the white girl is here to treat the disease and save people, and she is a good girl, what do you do to humiliate your son like this when you are full? What good is it for her?"
It seems right to say that. Who would humiliate their newly dead child in their home? And she was still a little girl, she had no reason to do this.
Madam Ke shut her mouth, took the veil from the girl, wiped away the teardrops on her face, and stared at her son vigorously.
At this time, Ke Tong, who had never been angry, suddenly coughed violently, coughing and spitting out a large mouthful of water, and then panting fiercely.
The frightened little boy sat on the ground, his mouth open for a long time without regaining his senses.
Bai Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew her hand that had been trembling because of excessive force.
"I'm alive, I'm really alive!" Doctor Xu looked at Ke Tong who had come alive in surprise. The person who had clearly lost his breath even survived with just a few presses like this.
Madam Ke rushed to her son's side and started crying again, crying as she cursed: "You cruel fellow, for no reason, why can't you think about it like this? Do you really want your father and mother to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person?"
Ke Tong hasn't slowed down yet, only knowing that he is alive again, not dead.
He struggled to get up and pushed his mother away from him: "Mother, don't touch me, don't touch me, let me die, I have no face to live in this world."
Mrs. Ke rushed forward again and grabbed him: "If you die, that mother will die with you."
"Mother—" Ke Tong also cried, her lips purplish with cold, her whole body was trembling, and there was continuous water dripping from her face, and she didn't know whether it was the pond water or his tears.
"Mother-I will die sooner or later. Rather than being ridiculed by the world and hurting the reputation of the Ke family, it's better to die now, one hundred."
Madam Ke didn't understand what he was talking about, what ridicule, and what he was about to die sooner or later, she didn't understand at all.
Master Ke stepped forward and said to Ke Tong, "That's how you want to die? Okay, go and die. I'll stand here and watch and watch you die."
Ke Tong lowered his head, his lips trembled and could not speak.
Bai Zhi sighed, and said to Ke Tong: "You are not yours alone if you have hair and skin, you are affected by your parents. Suicide is the most cowardly and most contemptuous way to die. If you really want to die, go. If you join the army and die on the battlefield, that’s a real man, and it’s not worth your parents to raise you up. Do you think that when you die, the Ke family’s reputation will not be affected? If you get a little sick, you will be called dead or alive. Have you ever thought about the pain of your parents who have worked so hard to raise you as an adult, their white-haired people give away black-haired people? And what is the pain you endure?"