Yi Roujing took the bamboo from Ding Anmin's hand and stuffed the sharp end into the little wolf's mouth, "Anmin, blow air."
Although Ding Anmin was scared, she went over and blew, while Yi Roujing began performing CPR on the little wolf.
After pressing for a full five minutes, the little wolf on the ground started making whining sounds again. Yi Roujing relaxed her heart; as long as it can breathe, that's a good sign. As long as the inflammation is controlled afterward, there won't be a problem.
"Anmin, it's done."
With puffed cheeks, Ding Anmin looked up dumbly. Yi Roujing pulled her up, then withdrew the bamboo, picked up the little wolf, and walked toward the cave.
"Hey, hey, are you crazy..." Ding Anmin was startled but quickly followed her decision; two people meant more assurance.
Although it was a wolf's cave, it was surprisingly clean, and there was a small nest made of straw. Yi Roujing directly placed the little wolf atop it.
