The child left the body, Cao Lin immediately shut her eyes; her soul gently drifted up from the physical form, somewhat bewildered.
The ghost messenger's Soul Hook Chain lashed out, trapping her hand, preventing her from drifting away, but dared not leave without Qin Liuxi's command.
Old Mrs. Cao's attention was entirely on the child, unaware that her daughter-in-law had already departed.
Qin Liuxi untied and cut the umbilical cord of the child, probed his pulse with a finger, then gently pressed on his heart with two fingers, lifted his small chin, and sucked out impurities with her mouth.
Tears welled up in the eyes of Old Mrs. Cao and the others.
Cao Lin also watched, with a moment of regret.
Qin Liuxi dealt with the dirty water choked in the baby's throat, breathed air into him, and after the child showed signs of life, she then lifted him up and patted his bottom.
"Ah."
The baby's weak cry was like that of a little cat.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
