A Disciple Defies His Master! Yu Xiaogang Gives Tang San Mouth-to-Mouth! Tang San's World Collapses!

[Professional first-aid measures will now begin!]

[This technique is called the Heimlich Maneuver. Viewers, watch closely and learn it. One day, it could save a life.]

"Professional measures? Wonderful!"

Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed.

The livestream had arrived just in time!

If a single steamed bun killed his personal disciple, he would be too ashamed to go on living!

The next second,

Yu Xiaogang lost all control of his body. Unlike last night, when he had struggled against it, this time he surrendered completely to the sensation of being controlled.

He grabbed Tang San and hauled him off the ground.

Then he moved behind Tang San, slipped both arms beneath his armpits, pressed one fist above his navel, and clasped that fist firmly with his other hand.

His hands suddenly drove inward and upward!

Once, twice, three times. The thrusts lifted Tang San's shrunken body off the ground.

[Elite Livestream Room]

[Liu Erlong: ???]

[Bibi Dong: ???]

[Ma Hongjun: ???]

[Ma Hongjun: H-hey? What are they doing first thing in the morning?!]

[Oscar: This... doesn't look right, does it?]

[Dai Mubai: ...Drop the "look."]

[Xiao Wu: What are you talking about? Is this method wrong? Though that first-aid technique does have a strange name.]

[Zhao Wuji: I've never heard of it either.]

[Flender: Ahem. Since the livestream specifically called it a professional method, I imagine it's fine.]

[Dugu Bo: The method is interesting. The abdominal thrust creates airflow to dislodge whatever is blocking the airway. It should work.]

[Dugu Bo: Still, seeing master and disciple like that, one behind the other, is hard on the eyes.]

The comments in the Ordinary Livestream Room were far less refined. They said whatever came to mind.

[As expected of the Grandmaster!]

[His technique is textbook-perfect!]

[So this is how the Grandmaster teaches people. He really does lead by example!]

[He's saving a life! What nonsense are you talking about? In an emergency, who cares what it looks like? As long as it works! Then tell me, how did this emergency happen? Never mind that.]

[LOL, are you arguing with yourself?]

"Pfft!"

As everyone argued, Tang San's body jolted after the repeated thrusts, and a piece of steamed bun shot out of his mouth.

The culprit blocking his airway was finally gone. A trace of color gradually returned to his purple lips.

Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief as control of his body returned. "Xiao San, wake up!" he called.

But Tang San still did not respond.

Just then, the announcement on the painted scroll updated again.

[Foreign object successfully removed!]

[However, the patient was deprived of air for too long. His breathing is weak, and he is still in danger!]

[Beginning the next stage of first aid!]

[Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation and Artificial Respiration!]

"Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation? Artificial Respiration?"

Before Yu Xiaogang could work out what that meant, his body moved beyond his control again. He laid Tang San flat, knelt beside him, stacked his hands, and placed the heel of his palm on Tang San's chest.

Then he began pressing down rhythmically.

Once, twice, three times... The force and pace of every compression were textbook-perfect.

[After thirty chest compressions, give two rescue breaths!]

The livestream prompt updated again.

Many viewers began paying close attention.

After all, the Fanfiction Livestream might be rotten, but what it was showing them now probably could save lives.

Watching such a professional demonstration, Yu Xiaogang gradually relaxed.

Thank goodness for the livestream.

Without it, he would have regretted this for the rest of his life.

Being watched by the entire continent was embarrassing, but if he could save Tang San, it would show the world how much he cared for his disciple.

It might even repair the reputation he had lost last night.

Besides, this was not entirely his fault. He had bought his disciple breakfast out of kindness. How could he have known Tang San would choke so badly on a steamed bun?

Ah...

Soon, the thirty compressions were done.

Yu Xiaogang thought it was over.

Instead, his hand reached for Tang San's nose against his will. He pinched it shut, lifted Tang San's chin, and slowly bent down...

At first, Yu Xiaogang was puzzled.

But as Tang San's face drew closer and closer,

a terrible unease gripped him. He suddenly realized what might be coming!

Surely Artificial Respiration doesn't mean...

No!

But no matter how he screamed inside,

the next second, under the gaze of a hundred million viewers, his body gave Tang San two rescue breaths.

And then...

Everyone on the Douluo Continent was stunned.

In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong stared at the scene in disbelief.

She knew Yu Xiaogang was not doing it willingly,

but seeing the man she loved do that right before her eyes... left a bitter taste in her mouth.

Elsewhere,

Liu Erlong's vision went dark at Blue Tyrant Academy...

The Elite Livestream Room erupted in wails.

[Bibi Dong: ...]

[Liu Erlong: ...This livestream has such a twisted sense of humor! How could it do this? With power like that, why insist on this method?!]

[Bai Chenxiang: Terrifying...]

[Ma Hongjun: I know he's saving a life, but it's so hard to watch!]

[Ning Rongrong: Ugh... I don't want breakfast anymore.]

[Gu Xingzhou: +1.]

[Flender: ...This livestream is terrifying.]

[Zhao Wuji: It really is...]

[Ning Fengzhi: ...I absolutely must not end up on this show.]

Meanwhile, in the Ordinary Livestream Room:

[Holy Xiaogang!]

[My eyes will never be clean again!]

[How is this show so outrageous?]

[After that, Gangzi's getting my vote today!]

[When Tang San wakes up, his whole world's going to collapse!]

Thanks to Yu Xiaogang's efforts, Tang San finally coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes.

"Xiao San!"

"You're finally awake!"

Yu Xiaogang was falling apart inside, but he had saved his disciple. He could only tell himself that desperate times called for desperate measures.

Tang San was still groggy.

All he remembered was choking on a steamed bun, then his teacher summoning Luo Sanpao and having him fart in Tang San's face.

After that, he had lost consciousness completely.

For an instant, he had thought he was going to die. He had never expected to wake up.

Looks like Teacher's method worked.

Even if it did stink a little...

Just as Tang San had that thought, the ink-wash scroll before him updated.

[As Tang San could not watch the livestream while unconscious, a private replay will now be shown to him!]

The next second, a clear replay of Yu Xiaogang administering first aid appeared. Tang San looked moved at first, then confused. When the final scene appeared, his whole world collapsed.

"..."

Tang San's lips trembled.

He wanted to say something, but his stomach churned like a storm-tossed sea.

"Urgh—"

"Xiao San, let your teacher explain..."

"Urgh——"

"I didn't want to do it either!"

"Urgh————"

Tang San retched even harder.