"Ouyang Ming—"
Cheng Xi, who was holding the clothes in his arms, saw this scene and his heart almost broke.
She put her clothes on the ground, and without thinking, she ran to the river, jumped, and jumped.
Everyone thought she could swim.
But after she jumped, there were ups and downs.
"Ouyang Ming...save me!"
During the ups and downs, he said something inexplicably.
Jiang Qingping walked up to that one and jumped down too.
At this time, there was another person who could swim and also started to jump.
The man first helped Ouyang Ming. Qingming looked at Cheng Xi rolling in the river, as if he was very strong.
There should be nothing for the time being.
Jiang Qingying saw that Ouyang Ming and the others seemed to be in great difficulty, so he hurried over to help Ouyang Ming.
They pushed together and helped Su Zihe up first.
Finally, she dragged Cheng Xi towards the shore.
Cheng Xi had been ups and downs in the river for too long. At this time, he was already waving his arms randomly.
When Jiang Qingyao went to her and rescued her, her nails made a scar on Jiang Qingyao's arm.
Jiang Qing's skin was very white, and the scar soaked in the water was shocking.
It was not easy to send Cheng Xi up.
Cheng Xi knelt down and sat on it. She probably seemed less excited now that she was on land.
"Thank you...I'm sorry!"
Seeing that the person who saved her was Jiang Qingying, Cheng Xi quickly thanked her, but when she saw that her arm was scratched by him, she quickly apologized.
"fine!"
Jiang Qingying stood up.
Ouyang Ming's feet were still cramping at this time, and two people were helping him squeeze his legs.
Su Zihe was still lying there, his face a little pale, and his eyes still closed.
Jiang Qingqing quickly walked up to him and patted his shoulders with both hands.
"Su Zihe, what's wrong with you?"
After patting Su Zihe, his eyelashes trembled twice.
Jiang Qingqing tilted his head back and looked at half a waterweed inside his nostrils.
He stretched out his hand, pinched it and took it out.
Her hand touched Su Zihe's artery again, and her eyes darkened slightly.
His hands were folded together, his fingers intertwined, and they were pressing on his heart.
Sixty times a minute.
Water was dripping from her head.
I don’t know if it’s the river water or her sweat.
After pressing like this for a while, she listened carefully to Su Zihe's heartbeat, which seemed to have returned to normal.
She reached out her hand and pinched Su Zihe's chin.
After taking a breath, I was about to bend down and spit it into his mouth.
But just when he bent down, Su Zihe opened his eyes.
His eyes were a little dazed, looking at Jiang Qingqing's face, especially those eyes.
It's like black agate soaked in water.
Looking at her, Su Zihe felt his heartbeat thump.
He was just lying like this, but he could hear it so clearly, as if this living heart was about to jump out of his body.
"It's okay, call 120!"