After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

Respiratory alkalosis.

Qin Yaoguang's mind was filled with these five words.

Thanks to the super developed Internet in the real world, she can know about this unpopular disease even though she is not a doctor or nurse.

Just because the news headlines that appear with the words "respiratory alkalosis" are often accompanied by a family tragedy: a mother loses control of her emotions while tutoring her child, a young couple gets too excited while playing an escape room, and so on.

Once there is a reason behind it, the media will make a big fuss about it.

Correspondingly, official media will come out to guide netizens and popularize relevant knowledge.

Qin Yaoguang didn't remember many of the details clearly, and she didn't even know when she had browsed these web pages.

But the moment she saw the symptoms of the Fourth Prince, her brain automatically recalled memories she had at some unknown time, letting her know how to treat him.

She has ordered Qingbai to find some paper.

At the moment, she could only put her hands together into a raised arch, placed them on the Fourth Prince's mouth and nose, and said loudly: "Breathe quickly, breathe deeply."

Respiratory alkalosis is an acute, life-threatening disease caused by excessive excitement due to excessive emotional excitement, which leads to hypermetabolism and hyperventilation in the body.

so far so good.

The Fourth Prince is still conscious. Although his face is pale, it is not purple or cyanotic, and he is not completely unconscious.

The symptoms haven't reached their worst stage yet, so I hope there's still time.

Qin Yaoguang tried to relieve the Fourth Prince's symptoms by covering his mouth and nose and allowing him to inhale carbon dioxide for a short period of time to neutralize the excessive respiratory alkali in his body.

But the space between the two hands is too small.

The most appropriate way is to cover his mouth and nose with a paper bag, which is more effective.

There is none at the moment, so we can only use this method first, at least to prevent the Fourth Prince's symptoms from getting worse.

Empress Xie stood there in a daze, distraught.

She didn't even look at the emperor she had loved all her life, nor did she go to the empress dowager to show her filial piety.

Even she herself didn't understand why she was standing there motionless.

It was as if my feet were nailed to the ground, making it difficult to move an even a step, and all the blood in my body had frozen.

Countless people passed by her, but she ignored them all.

Empress Xie's gaze fell directly on the Fourth Prince lying on the ground. His pain and discomfort were like needles piercing her heart.

This is the child she has held in her palm and raised for more than ten years!

The Fourth Prince had always been sensible, and apart from occasionally falling ill, he had never caused her any worries.

When he was a child, he could not even speak clearly, and if he ate any delicious cakes or fruits, he would always save half for himself.

When she first learned to walk, her favorite place to go was her bedroom.

Such a small child, grinning, stumbled towards him.

The one she remembered most clearly was the Lantern Festival that year, when he was celebrating his eighth birthday. The two of them waited in Fengyang Palace until dark, but the emperor did not show up.

As if he knew that he was sad, he left without saying a word and went to Concubine Jing to ask his father to come.

When she saw the little man appear at the door holding the emperor's hand, she received a double surprise.

There are many, many more...

How could she forget the more than ten years they had spent together in the palace, the moments in the long river of time, the laughter, the tears, the joy?

She couldn't forget it.

She couldn't forgive herself for not being able to forget him, so she moved the Fourth Prince out of the palace.

As long as you can't see him, you don't have to be nice to him, and you won't be sorry for your own flesh and blood who have been living outside for more than ten years and suffered a lot.

Queen Xie was in a trance.

What on earth have I done?

Why did I only figure this out now?

It turned out that even she herself did not understand herself, and mistook her guilt towards her own son for hatred towards the child.

He pushed the blame of his own mistakes onto a teenage child.

It turns out that I am such a cowardly, selfish and timid person.

After figuring out the whole story, Empress Xie burst into tears.

Qing Bai passed by her with a large stack of papers in his hands, including all kinds of papers.

Qin Yaoguang only said that paper was needed to save the Fourth Prince. Although she didn't understand why paper was needed instead of immediately seeking a royal physician, she always carried out her master's orders to the letter.

The only papers in the Wende Hall were memorials held in the hands of court officials, which were not suitable.

What Qin Yaoguang needed was a relatively soft and wide paper.

Qing Bai then grabbed a eunuch and asked him questions. The eunuch was frightened by her and pointed tremblingly to the imperial study room which was reserved for the emperor at the back of Wende Hall.

On normal days, Qing Bai had no time to take care of the imperial study, which he could not enter unless summoned.

She didn't know what kind of paper her master needed, so she took out all the paper except for memorials, calligraphy and paintings, and the paper that had been used.

There were high-quality rice paper, colorful flowery paper for writing poems, and the Leyang album used by the emperor for drawing sketches. Qingbai put the papers in his arms on the ground, and they scattered.

"Master, what do you need me to do?"

Qin Yaoguang deftly pulled out a piece of rice paper the size of a newspaper and quickly rolled it into a trumpet shape. At the same time, she said to Qing Bai, "Help me fold a paper bag."

"How big do you need it?" It was Queen Xie's voice.

Qin Yaoguang looked up in surprise, and while she put the trumpet-sized end of her hand over the Fourth Prince's mouth and nose, she made an analogy: "It should be about the same size as a dressing box."

A dressing box may not be something that every woman can own, but Empress Xie definitely has one.

"it is good."

Queen Xie picked up a piece of rice paper of suitable size from the ground and began to fold it with full concentration.

Qing Bai didn't say anything and started folding paper bags.

She would definitely do whatever her master told her to do, and having an extra paper bag would be safer.

Queen Xie had nimble fingers and quickly folded out what Qin Yaoguang needed. She handed it to her, pursing her lips slightly, revealing her nervousness.

Qin Yaoguang took it and praised him habitually: "Well done."

As soon as she said this, she realized something was wrong.

I am too used to praising my children.

The situation was urgent, and the thought only flashed through her mind, so she immediately used a paper bag to help the Fourth Prince breathe.

When he fell, the Fourth Prince had no idea what had happened.

He only knew that he was sad, very sad.

I was so sad that I wanted to die immediately.

If I die, can I go back to the past?

Back to the time when he was loved by his mother, back to the time when he was still a prince.

Rather than a fake one.

The blood flowing in his body is that of a traitor.

His mind was disorganized and his consciousness was blurred, and he had lost control of his body.

It felt as if a thousand-pound stone was pressing down on his heart, and he was falling towards the depths of the lake.

a little.

a little.

asphyxia.

That familiar feeling is back.

I am such a useless person.

If only I didn't exist in this world.

No one needs me.