When Sihwa felt the phone slip, she instinctively wanted to reach out with her free hand to catch it, but she couldn't. She could only watch as the phone sank.
The phone itself was small, dense, and slippery. It sank very quickly, and the bright screen was very conspicuous in the dark water.
If she sprinted with all her might, there was still a chance for her to catch up and grab the phone, but the surfer's life was in danger. She could only stop looking at the phone, grab the surfer's arm, and quickly float upwards.
While Sihwa was saving people, Zhang Zian also used his mobile phone to start the live broadcast app. He watched the whole process live through her live broadcast. When he saw that she had successfully grabbed the surfer's hand, he also breathed a sigh of relief, but then the live broadcast was interrupted. He cursed along with the countless viewers in the live broadcast room.
At this time, there was nothing he could do but wait anxiously with the other viewers. The difference was that he could wait live.
The main force of the harmattan wind seemed to have passed through, and it continued to roar north with a lot of floating sand. By the time it crossed the Mediterranean Sea, the wind had weakened a lot, and it would not have much impact on Europe.
Whoosh!
Sihwa broke through the sea at high speed. She was floating so fast that even her entire upper body was out of the sea. Her speed was faster than when she was sinking, because she had to look around for people when she was sinking. If she was too fast, she might have missed her target. But now that she had found someone, there was nothing to worry about.
Under normal circumstances, the rescuer should use their arms to wrap around the neck of the drowning person from behind, lift the drowning person's head out of the water, and swim to the shore in this position.
Sihwa had not learned how to save people in the water. She still held the surfer's hand, let the surfer's face face up, and swam to the shore like this. Normally, this would not work, but her speed was too fast. In the water, she was like a torpedo. Her body formed a spectacular groove on the surface of the water. The height of the water inside the groove was much lower than outside the groove, allowing the surfer's mouth and nose to be out of the water. It was just like a freestyle swimmer using their head to open up the whirlpool space to breathe.
Dragging an unconscious person was a very awkward position for her. Her high-speed swinging tail fin often slapped the back of the surfer, inadvertently knocking out a lot of seawater from the surfer's lungs. Her fishtail was very strong. One or two adult men might not be able to hold a freshwater fish with a body length of more than one meter when they struggled out of the water.
But Sihwa didn't know these details. She just dragged the surfer to the shore as fast as she could. She wanted to quickly throw this hot potato to Zhang Zian to deal with, and then she wanted to go back and fish out the phone. Maybe it could still be used after drying it …
The off-shore current, which was very dangerous for human swimmers, was no different from a light breeze in front of Sihwa. She didn't know how to swim sideways out of the off-shore current and back to the shore. She just swam straight back.
Zhang Zian and Xinghai were waiting on the shore. From afar, they saw her approaching at high speed, dragging a long white line of water behind her. If it was a horror movie, they would have seen a triangular dorsal fin.
"Xinghai, wait by the shore. I'll go get them."
Zhang Zian waded over. The water on the shore was too shallow, and the bottom of the water was full of rocks. Sihwa couldn't come over.
Sihwa swam very close to the shore. She twisted her waist and swung her tail 180 degrees, almost instantly reducing her speed to zero. She stopped, but the waves that followed her could not stop. It was like a rising tide again. With the power of the tail slapping forward, it almost formed a half-meter-high wall of water. Zhang Zian staggered back a few steps. Fortunately, he had practiced with Old Time Tea to stabilize his lower body. Otherwise, he would have been washed away on the spot.
Zhang Zian thought that she was too rash, or was she deliberately taking the opportunity to retaliate?
"Quick! Hurry up and take this guy! I dropped my phone. I have to go back and pick it up! "Sihwa shouted anxiously. She pushed the surfer to Zhang Zian and turned to leave.
"Don't pick it up! It's useless to pick it up. I'll buy you a new one. "Zhang Zian pulled the surfer's arm and dragged him to the shallow water.
"What?" Sihwa stopped and turned around in disbelief. "What did you just say?"
"I mean, I'll buy you a new phone when I go back. Don't pick this one up," Zhang Zian said casually.
He put a stone under the surfer's head and leaned over to put his ear on the surfer's chest to listen to the heartbeat.
"I don't believe it! Ajeoan, are you out of your mind? It's a miracle that you're not scolding me for losing my phone. How could you be willing to buy me a phone? "Sihwa looked at him suspiciously with wide eyes, as if she didn't know him.
"You're the one who's out of your mind! In your eyes, how stingy am I? " Zhang Zian was also speechless. He was obviously nicknamed "Timely Rain" and "Hubaoyi" by the people of Jianghu. Why was he like a stingy chicken in her eyes? Was there any law?
He gestured for Sihwa to shut up first. He didn't have Sihwa's sensitive hearing.
Sihwa pouted, unconvinced. Her disdainful eyes said it all. She muttered, "What the hell! You're telling me to shut up … "
Although the surfer's heartbeat was weak, it did have a heartbeat.
Zhang Zian had learned cardiopulmonary resuscitation for emergency treatment in college. Although he had never been in actual combat, he generally remembered the method. He crossed his hands and pressed on the surfer's chest, starting to press according to the method in his memory.
Perhaps because most of the seawater in the surfer's lungs had been slapped out by Sihwa's tail, coupled with the young man's strong vitality, Zhang Zian had only pressed a few times before the surfer's mouth spat out a mouthful of seawater. He turned his head in pain and coughed violently.
The surfer's body was in urgent need of air. He instinctively wanted to inhale, but his lungs instinctively wanted to cough up foreign matter out of his body, causing him to gasp and cough water. Listening to it was painful for him.
"Are you serious? You're not lying to me? "Sihwa asked." If you're lying to me, hmph … "
She hummed for a long time, but she couldn't think of a way to effectively punish Zhang Zian.
"I'm definitely not lying to you. You go back to the phone first. He's about to wake up." Zhang Zian didn't have time to say more. He put Sihwa back into the phone and let the surfer turn his body sideways. He patted his back and helped him cough up all the water in his lungs.
When the surfer finally stopped coughing, Zhang Zian laid him flat, gently patted his cheek with his palm, and asked loudly in English, "Hey! Can you hear me? "
After a few calls, Salem finally opened his lifeless eyes and saw the dim sky again.
"I … Am I dead?" he asked weakly, his voice very weak.
Zhang Zian smiled. "It's still early."
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