When they reached the shore, the 120 ambulance hadn't arrived yet. Zhou Yiyi, worried about the boy's life, quickly started performing CPR on him. As she was about to give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, she pushed his hair back, took one look at his face, and panicked, "Lin Mu? You idiot, how could it be you?"
Lin Mu was lying in front of her with his eyes closed, his face deathly pale. She touched his face with her hand, meeting no resistance, eerily soft and frightening.
What surprised her even more was that the person who had jumped in to save him turned out to be Zhou Mo.
Since Zhou Mo got to the shore a step later than her, even though his legs had started to shiver from exhaustion, he still staggered over. Seeing Lin Mu lying motionless on the ground scared him pale.
"Zhou Mo? Why is it the two of you?"
Zhou Yiyi shouted urgently at Zhou Mo while she continued performing CPR on Lin Mu.
