"She's not breathing anymore."
"She's been underwater for so long, there's no way she could be revived."
"She's dead!"
People around them whispered, Jiang Zhuanzhuan's eyes were bloodshot as she yelled hoarsely, "Shut up! All of you just shut up! My brother's not dead, and he won't die".
By the time she finished speaking, she stumbled and knelt on the ground, her fingernails dug into the cobblestones on the river bank, leaving behind striking blood stains.
"My brother won't die... he won't die..." Zhuanzhuan's voice got weaker and lower, as if trying to convince others and herself.
Ying Jiuming was deaf to everything around him, he knew there was a critical window of time when someone drowns and becomes unconscious. If the rescue is done promptly and correctly, and if the victim's will to survive is strong, there wass a great chance of survival.
"Don't die! Wake up." His hands moved mechanically, continuously, when suddenly a faint sound reached his ears.