"Quick, use a bottle to fetch some water from the pool!"
"Bring the dried licorice from the tree branch by the door over two columns!"
Chang Yuan ordered them one by one.
Then, he helped the extremely weak Qiao Yuran up and sat in the cave with her legs crossed and her back to him.
Chang Yuan placed his hands on Qiao Yuran's back and straightened his fingers. He used his middle and ring fingers to press tightly against Qiao Yuran's spine, sliding down from top to bottom.
This was to clear her breathing and let her blood flow. Because of the lack of oxygen, the blood supply to her heart was not strong enough. He had to help her drain her blood.
However, after a few rounds, there was no improvement. It was clear that Qiao Yuran's condition was at its worst.
"Come over quickly. You two, help her loosen her thighs and arms!"
Chang Yuan called Zhuo Qianqian and Tong Wei over.