The Country Beauty 190, Main Text 190 Artificial Respiration 190 Artificial Respiration Lin Xiaoman couldn't help laughing softly as she listened to the conversation between Lu Yun and the woman bathing in the river. Her earlier doubts and reservations about the rural people's manner of speaking instantly lifted. This content is the textual material from Chapter 190 of "The Country Beauty 190." Lu Yun chuckled, saying, "We've got to use this method to handle them—otherwise, who knows what astonishing things might come out." Lin Xiaoman took a deep breath and turned to face him, saying, "I've noticed that your way of speaking is quite interesting—much more so than our city folks." The two looked at each other, and suddenly Lu Yun felt an inexplicable urge. His member began to rise with growing confidence and pride. He quickly added, "Miss Lin, I've already jumped in!" And with that, he turned and jumped into the river. "Be careful," Lin Xiaoman advised. Lu Yun swam a few paces inward, then kicked off into the water, waving to Ling Xiaoman. "Don't worry," he said, "this river has been my companion for countless times." With that, he plunged underwater, sending ripples spreading across the surface. Saying so, he swam toward the shore, climbed out, gathered a willow branch, passed it through the gills of the fish, dropped it into a shallow pit he had dug earlier, tied the branch securely to a west-facing wooden stake, then plunged back into the river with a splash. "Master Ling, I'll go fetch a few more," he said, "and I'll have Aunt San prepare several dishes tonight." Before Ling Xiaoman could reply, Lu Yun dove down again and disappeared. Ling Xiaoman still seemed caught in the reverie of the moment, only coming to her senses when she saw the fish now leaping in the soil pit, tossed there by Lu Yun. What a skillful fellow! With a smile playing at her lips, she suddenly recalled the scene in the bathroom. Her cheeks flushed warmly, her face burning with embarrassment—she wondered if Lu Yun had seen anything at all. If he had seen her, wouldn't he be utterly mortified? Ling Xiaoman's mind still hadn't settled, when another carp was carried ashore. Lu Yun popped up, laughing heartily, "Ling Teacher, it seems even the fish in the river are volunteering to make a sacrifice—giving you a feast of delicious meals!" The phrase "volunteering to make a sacrifice" instantly made Ling Xiaoman burst into laughter. How could this man be so clumsy with his words? This wasn't true volunteering at all—clearly, he had simply caught them by chance and now they were at his mercy. Oh dear, what was happening to me? I was speaking in such a jumbled way, just like Lu Yun. Ling Xiaoman stood up, imitating Lu Yun's actions, and threaded the carp onto a stick. "Well, well, if this keeps up every day, what's the point of reading books anymore? Just fishing and selling the fish could earn enough to build a house and marry off!" With a gurgle, Lu Yun once again dove back into the water. The greedy one! Ling Xiaoman smiled and settled back by the bank, holding a willow branch and gently tapping it across the river's surface. Ripples spread out, mirroring the calm yet restless state of her heart, as a handsome face gradually came into focus in her mind. Behind her lay a lush green meadow, with grasshoppers leaping about and butterflies fluttering through the air. A water snake, moving quietly, approached Ling Xiaoman, its tongue flicking in and out, winding around her arm that hung down to the ground, coiling in circles. The forked tongue occasionally lightly brushed her delicate, lotus-like arms. With a splash, Ling Xiaoman's graceful figure plunged entirely into the river. The water was not shallow, and since Ling Xiaoman was not used to swimming, she panicked, flailing wildly, trying to shout but choked on several mouthfuls of river water, nearly suffocating. Among the group of elderly women bathing in the river, someone noticed Ling Xiaoman had fallen in and shouted, "Stop bathing! That beautiful young lady just fell into the water—go fetch help right away!" Upon hearing this, several of the women turned toward the scene. They saw a figure struggling frantically in the water, clearly about to sink. Without hesitation, the strong-willed elderly women climbed out of the water, regardless of what they were wearing, and rushed in a flurry toward where Ling Xiaoman had fallen. One woman ran ahead, shouting, "Lu Yun, you young man! Your wife has fallen into the river—don't you dare stand there and watch!" Ling Xiaoman choked on water, her mind gradually growing foggy. Her arms and legs struggled less and less, yet in her heart she kept calling out Land Yun’s name. At this very moment, in her mind, only Land Yun could save her from the water. Swoosh! A plump carp was thrown onto the shore. Land Yun surfaced, ready to display his feat, only to suddenly notice Ling Xiaoman struggling wildly in the water. The elderly aunts bathing nearby shouted for help, and Land Yun gasped, realizing things were not going well. He dove headfirst and swam swiftly toward where Ling Xiaoman had fallen into the water—this content is from Chapter 190 of "Rural Beauty." Clang! A kick to the head sent Land Yun gasping for air, nearly fainting. Yet he felt reassured, knowing he had reached Ling Xiaoman’s feet. Without hesitation, he floated to the surface and wrapped his arms around her body, shouting loudly into her ear, “Ling Teacher, don’t move! I’ll take you to shore.” Ling Xiaoman was now in a semi-comatose state, suddenly caught and held tightly as if grasping a lifeline, thrashing more violently. Lu Yun had already expended most of his strength fishing in the river, and now, being relentlessly pulled and tossed by Ling Xiaoman, he found himself momentarily short of breath. Together, they sank to the riverbed. Lu Yun took several sips of river water, knowing that any slight misstep now would mean both of them would be lost, sinking to become fish food. With his last ounce of strength, he clutched Ling Xiaoman firmly and fought desperately to swim upward. As long as he could break the surface and catch his breath, he was confident he could endure until the group of strong, determined women arrived to rescue them. Just as he broke the surface and took a deep breath, Ling Xiaoman pulled him down again. Fortunately, at that moment, the sturdy women, wearing their triangle swimwear, arrived with their powerful limbs, making sharp splashes as they entered the water. A few resounding splashes, and several strong rural women swam over to Lu Yun and Ling Xiaoman, diving beneath the surface to carry them both to the shore. After being brought ashore, Lu Yun still clung tightly to Ling Xiaoman. Several elderly women hurriedly laid them both on the ground, one of them dramatically patting her chest and exclaiming, "We're so glad we arrived in time—otherwise, the river would have lost two more lives." The aunt who had previously argued with Lu Yun kicked him squarely in the buttocks and said, "You brat! Everyone's safe now—why are you still holding on so tightly? You're holding onto another woman right in front of your mother-in-law! Your arms are so strong—how can you possibly be this good at hugging? Are you trying to eat two buns at once?" When they were rescued, Lu Yun had noticed that the part he was holding was precisely Ling Xiaoman's breasts, soft and comfortable. He had even pretended to be unconscious, refusing to let go despite the presence of all the elderly women—such a rare opportunity! He endured the kick without making a sound. "Hey, you're still into this, aren't you? Tell you what—if you don't let go, this girl won't make it." Lu Yun was suddenly startled and only then realized that while he was unharmed, Ling Xiaoman might not be. Seizing the opportunity from Cuihua’s second kick, he quickly released his arms from around Ling Xiaoman and wobbled to sit up straight. He called out, “Cuihua aunt, what are you kicking me for?” “I’ll settle this with you later,” Cuihua said, then, together with her companions, began to work diligently to drain out the river water that Ling Xiaoman had swallowed. This content is from Chapter 190 of the rural beauty novel. After a while of busy efforts, Ling Xiaoman still showed no signs of coming to. The older women grew increasingly worried. Cuihua called out, “Lu Yun, come over here.” Lu Yun watched from the side, seeing Ling Xiaoman with her eyes tightly closed and her face turning slightly blue, and growing anxious. Upon hearing Cuihua’s call, he hurried over and, with a tearful voice, said, “Aunt, please do something to wake her up.” “Cry now? She won’t die. You—go give her chest compressions, quickly.” "Cuihua Aunt swung her two household weapons around, fiercely demanding from Lu Yun. 'This...'" Giving artificial respiration to Ling Xiaoman in front of so many people—what a strange thing to do! Cuihua Aunt kicked Lu Yun hard, sending him staggering, and stared at him with narrowed eyes, "Do it now! If you don't, we're truly at a loss." Lu Yun gritted his teeth—saving the patient was paramount. He was sure Cuihua Aunt wasn't just making a joke this time; even if Ling Teacher found out later, she'd surely forgive him. With a firm grip, Lu Yun opened Ling Xiaoman's tightly closed mouth, took a deep breath, and pressed his lips firmly against her red lips. Without time to savor the exact flavor, he cleared his mind of distractions, simply breathing in and out. "Ah!" Ling Xiaoman sighed, and finally slowly opened her eyes. She gazed in bewilderment at the circle of women surrounding her—each dressed only in brief pants and floral shirts—then suddenly realized her lips were sealed, her face flushed with both embarrassment and shame, and she pushed her hands vigorously outward. Lu Yun was pushed to the ground, then quickly rose, beaming, "Ms. Ling, you're awake!" Ling Xiaoman rubbed her dizzy head, paused for a moment before remembering she had slipped into the river earlier. Now, looking at the scene before her, she realized she had been rescued by these seemingly sturdy village women. She struggled to rise and thanked them. "Just rest a while, don't move too much—we only offered a little help. If it weren't for Lu Yun, we wouldn't have had time to save you," said Cuihua, pointing at Lu Yun's joyful expression, and then gestured for her companions to walk toward the willow tree. Lu Yun felt uneasy, looking down and saying, "Mr. Ling, I...” "Lu Yun, thank you for saving me." ... Rural Beauty 190, Main Text 190 – Manual Respiration Updated!