"Then I'll begin."
Tang Yu took off Lin Wanxi's coat. Beneath it was a white shirt.
Because she was so well-endowed, the shirt was visibly strained, making one worry that the buttons might pop off.
Before he started, Tang Yu paused again.
He took out his keys and casually tossed them, smashing the surveillance camera in the elevator.
Ahem, it wasn't like he couldn't afford to pay for it.
As a doctor, he had to protect his patient's privacy.
After taking out that evil camera, Tang Yu finally began treating Lin Wanxi.
Once he undid the buttons on her shirt, a fragrance washed over him.
Tang Yu had been able to smell a faint trace of it earlier, but after undoing her clothes, it became noticeably stronger.
In Tang Yu's judgment, this definitely wasn't perfume—it was her natural body scent.
Of course, at a time like this, how could an upright gentleman like Tang Yu spare any thought for that?
He still had to treat her.
After he undid her shirt buttons, Lin Wanxi's condition did not improve much.
Her chest rose and fell sharply due to her labored breathing.
Her face had already begun to flush red, clearly showing that she was having more and more trouble breathing.
Tang Yu's gaze shifted to the innermost close-fitting garment.
"Isn't this thing worn too tight?"
So, in order to save her, Classmate Tang Yu awkwardly used two fingers to undo the final line of defense in half a second.
With the last restraint gone, Lin Wanxi's breathing visibly improved a little, though not by much.
So Tang Yu crossed his hands and treated her with standard CPR.
Using this method, he gradually brought her breathing back to normal.
What, you ask whether Tang Yu didn't know the Qingnang Heavenly Scripture?
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