RPAGF Chapter 520 Mountain Bandits Rescue People
Chapter 520 Mountain Bandits Rescue People
At that time, Er'er was fast on her feet and had already squeezed to the outer edge of the crowd before her master.
The beach was a mess, with women's screams and men's shouts mixed with the sound of the waves, making everyone's head buzz.
She stood on tiptoe and hurriedly asked, "Where is he? Has he been rescued? I'm a doctor!"
But her voice was drowned out by the noise, and no one answered.
Everyone craned their necks, looking at the sea with worry and fear.
Er'er followed the gaze of the crowd and her heart sank.
Not far from the shore, a small, thin figure bobbed up and down in the waves, like a rag doll that could be swept away by the waves at any moment.
The crucial point is that whenever someone tries to swim closer to rescue someone, or when a child swims back a little, an even bigger backwash will suddenly sweep the child back into the deeper, stronger current.
After repeating this several times, the child's struggling strength visibly weakened, and his little arms and legs gradually stopped moving.
The people on the shore were anxious and scared. Several men from the village who knew how to swim went into the water immediately, but they were knocked back by the waves several times. Their faces turned pale with fright, and they dared not go into the water again.
The waves are too dangerous right now; if you go down, you might get yourself killed.
"It's no use, let's prepare for the worst!" someone in the crowd said with regret.
Suddenly, a woman let out an even sharper cry.
Watching the child sink with another wave, not resurfacing for a long time, only a wisp of black hair floated briefly on the murky sea.
Suddenly, a desperate cry erupted from the crowd: "He's not breathing! It's over, it's really all over..."
Just then, a burly figure pushed through the crowd and rushed to the front; it was none other than Zeng Baoyue, the bandit leader.
He didn't have time to observe; he only glanced at the waves in front of him, spat out a word, and without saying a word, threw off his coat and plunged into the surging sea.
"Someone else has gone down..." the villagers exclaimed.
Wu Yunzhi squinted at the man, who was a good swimmer and knew some tricks of the trade. He avoided the waves coming head-on and circled around from the side. After a few undulations, he approached the spot where the child was sinking. He took a deep breath and dived down.
"It's all for nothing, this child is definitely not going to make it."
One fisherman shook his head helplessly and was kicked by Li Yun.
"Our boss is a great swimmer."
In a short while, he emerged from the water carrying the limp baby and swam back to shore with all his might.
Several henchmen and fishermen quickly helped the man up.
The child was placed on the beach, his face was bluish-purple, his lips were black, his belly was slightly swollen, and his chest showed no rise or fall.
Only a faint, almost imperceptible breath remained between his nostrils, keeping him clinging to life.
The child's mother, holding her child, nearly fainted from crying.
The villagers, young and old, gathered around, and seeing the scene, they shook their heads and sighed, wiping away tears: "It's hopeless... It's too late to pull them out..."
"Poor thing..."
"Get out of the way!" Er'er shouted sharply, forcefully squeezing into the center of the crowd. "Lay him flat!"
The crowd was taken aback by her sudden aura and instinctively made way for her.
Er'er knelt on the scorching sand and quickly cleaned the seaweed and mud from the child's mouth and nose. Then she bent down and carried the child upside down to make him spit out the water.
"Ah!" The crowd erupted in a commotion, screaming in surprise.
"What is he doing? The child is in this state and he still can't let people have some peace."
"Pull him away! This is outrageous!"
Several older fishermen were both shocked and angry, and stepped forward to pull Er'er away.
Zeng Baoyue, who was standing nearby, immediately ordered her men to block the person.
The bandits glared at them: "Don't you dare move! Didn't you hear what he said? He's a doctor! He's saving someone!"
Er'er remained oblivious to the commotion around him, completely absorbed in his work.
Blow air rhythmically, then place your hands together and press down on the child's small chest.
One stroke, two strokes... following the instructions her older sister had given her, the movements were precise.
For a moment, time seemed to stand still.
Every second was stretched to an extreme length.
Just as the child's mother was about to take the child back.
"Cough...vomit..."
The child, who had been motionless, suddenly convulsed under Er'er's pressure, his head tilted to the side, and he vomited large gulps of murky seawater mixed with his stomach contents.
Immediately afterwards, her chest began to rise and fall noticeably, though faintly, but she was definitely breathing.
His purplish complexion regained a little vitality.
Er'er finally stopped, her forehead beaded with sweat from exhaustion, but she let out a long sigh of relief and casually wiped her mouth.
Looking around at the villagers watching, he said, "Quickly, go boil some hot water to wash away the cold, Master..."
Er'er looked up at Wu Yunzhi, who had been watching her closely. He had prepared the medicine while Er'er was saving the person.
"Go quickly, boil three bowls of water down to one bowl." He handed the medicine to a fisherman who was staring blankly at him.
"Okay... I'll go right away."
……
"Go boil some water, I'll go boil some water."
Upon hearing this, the fishermen dispersed and went about their business. The child, who had just caught his breath, was tightly wrapped in a dry quilt by his mother, who was crying her eyes out, and she staggered back to the low house not far away.