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The person was out, everyone thought Miss Qin was already dead. Water trickled down Xiao Tingyan's body, his hair adhering to his cheeks. He glanced up at the crowd and said nonchalantly, "Turn around."
What? The adjutant probably thought it was because Miss Qin was soaking wet, her clothes stuck to her body. Regardless of life or death, as a woman of status and dignity, she ought to be given some respect. How could they let others see her like this?
So they obeyed, turning everyone around.
When these people could not see, Xiao Tingyan knelt beside Qin Yu's body, pressing one hand on her forehead and lifting her chin with the other, checking her mouth and nostrils for any obstructions like vomit, secretions, or foreign objects...
After confirming there weren't any, he tilted her head backwards, pinched her nose, took a deep breath, and leaned forward.
