Chapter 59: What a Ruthless Person!

"Help! Help—"

The young women on the bank were still screaming in terror.

Some went to break off tree branches, others went to find bamboo poles.

Everyone was in a state of panic.

But there was nothing here on the ground except for flowers, grass, and trees; where would there be any lifesaving tools?

Moreover, the river was wide, and the person who had fallen in was already struggling in the middle.

Even if they found a bamboo pole, it wouldn't be long enough to reach.

Mei Yanqiu began to wail loudly by the river; she wanted to jump in, but she didn't dare, and she paced back and forth in a frenzy.

When Huang Beicheng arrived with the male students, the young women looked at them as if they were a straw to clutch at.

"Young Master Huang, hurry! Hurry and go down to save them!"

"Yan'er and Zhaodi have fallen into the water! If you don't go down now, it will be too late! Wuu wuu..."

Mei Yanqiu cried while shouting urgently.

When the men looked toward the water, they could only see Huang Zhaodi bobbing up and down in the middle of the river, gulping down water; they did not see the other person.

Zhang Liyan cried, "Yan'er fell in first and has already sunk to the bottom of the river. Zhaodi went down to save her and also started drowning. Wuu wuu, hurry and go down to save them!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Beicheng's heart sank, and he hurriedly turned his head to ask loudly, "Who knows how to swim? Hurry and go down to save them!"

Who would have thought that the men behind him, who had just rushed over in a hurry, were now all looking at each other, not daring to speak.

Mei Yanqiu cried, "Are you even men! Is there not a single one who knows how to swim? Hurry! Hurry and go down to save them! Yan'er has already sunk, wuu wuu..."

The other young women also urged them anxiously.

Huang Beicheng was both anxious and embarrassed, and he said loudly again, "Hurry! Those who know how to swim, stand out! Don't be afraid, we will hold hands together and support you!"

The crowd remained silent; no one dared to stand out.

The river was so deep and so wide, with one person in the middle of the water and another already sunk to the bottom—who would dare to go save them?

Most of these scholars were weaklings who lacked the strength to truss a chicken; they were out of breath just from walking, so how could they dare to go into the water to save someone?

Furthermore, there really weren't many people here who knew how to swim.

"Useless! You bunch of useless people!"

Mei Yanqiu was so anxious she started cursing, and she hurriedly stamped her feet, saying, "Go to the restaurant and call for help!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the men immediately ran together toward the Taoyuan Building they had just left.

This scene instantly left Huang Beicheng and the young women dumbfounded.

Huang Beicheng was full of shame and hurriedly said loudly, "Just one person going to call is enough! The rest of you, go find bamboo poles, find..."

"Eh? Look, everyone, someone has gone down!"

Just at this moment, a young woman suddenly pointed at the river and said excitedly.

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look.

At this time, a figure was swimming rapidly in the water, arms rotating and stroking, head swaying from side to side, just like a fish; the speed of the swimming was extremely fast!

In the blink of an eye, that figure had almost swum to the front of Huang Zhaodi.

Seeing this, the crowd was overjoyed and secretly marveled.

This person's swimming skills were so strong!

Wang Dafu suddenly turned bright red with excitement and shouted loudly, "That's Brother Luo! That's my Brother Luo!"

They saw that figure swim quickly to the front of Huang Zhaodi, grab her from behind, and seem to be asking her something.

A few seconds later, the crowd was startled!

Because that figure suddenly grabbed Huang Zhaodi by the hair and actually forced her down into the water!

Huang Zhaodi, who had been struggling on the surface with both hands raised, was pushed under by him and disappeared from sight.

The crowd was stunned.

The excitement on Wang Dafu's face instantly turned into shock: "Brother Luo hates women; could it be that he is going to... going to kill her to silence her..."

After that figure pushed Huang Zhaodi into the water, he suddenly dove into the water himself and disappeared.

At this time, Huang Zhaodi surfaced again with both hands raised, continuing to splash and struggle on the water's surface.

As for that figure, he was nowhere to be seen.

"Splash!"

Just at this moment, that figure suddenly appeared on the water's surface five meters away from Huang Zhaodi.

They saw him open his mouth wide to take a few breaths, then dive back into the bottom of the water.

A moment later, he surfaced again.

Then, he dove back in.

When he appeared on the water's surface a few meters away again, he was actually holding another figure in his arms!

"Yan'er! It's Yan'er!"

"He fished Yan'er up!"

The young women were overjoyed!

But Mei Yanqiu had a face full of grief; Yan'er had been submerged at the bottom of the river for so long, and now she was motionless—I'm afraid she is...

That figure held the motionless Sun Yan'er, tilted his head to the side, and paddled quickly with one hand, soon reaching the bank.

The crowd hurriedly went over to reach out and take her.

"Clear... clear the things out of her mouth..."

Luo Zijun said breathlessly, then immediately turned and swam toward Huang Zhaodi, who was about to sink.

When he swam to Huang Zhaodi's side, Huang Zhaodi had already stopped struggling and had begun to sink.

Luo Zijun circled around her, swam behind her, then grabbed her hair and began dragging her toward the shore.

Halfway there, his head suddenly sank into the water, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls.

He looked as if he had exhausted his strength.

The people on the shore were so frightened their faces turned pale, and they dared not speak.

"Splash!"

Fortunately, he surfaced from the water again, dragging Huang Zhaodi as he continued to swim toward the shore.

Although his speed had become very slow, he finally reached the bank.

The crowd hurriedly went over to pull Huang Zhaodi up, then went to pull him up as well.

"Hoo... hoo..."

After Luo Zijun was pulled up, he collapsed directly onto the grass, breathing heavily with his chest heaving violently; he looked as if he had not a shred of strength left.

At this moment, the scholar shopkeeper Liang Ruhai finally arrived, running over in a hurry with people and bamboo poles.

"Where are the people? How are they?"

One man and two women were lying on the grass; two of the women already had bloated bellies and were motionless.

Mei Yanqiu and the other women immediately began to wail loudly.

Huang Beicheng and the other men also had faces as pale as death and red-rimmed eyes.

Xu Xian began to cry as well.

Seeing this, Liang Ruhai's expression also turned ugly.

At this time, Luo Zijun suddenly climbed up from the ground, gasping for air, and came to Sun Yan'er's side; he then knelt down, pressed his hands onto her bloated belly, and began to press repeatedly.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

River water kept gushing out from Sun Yan'er's mouth. Her belly also began to shrink.

But she remained pale, her lips turning dark, lying there motionless.

Mei Yanqiu cried, "It's too late, woo woo... it's too late... Yan'er has already been submerged for so long..."

Luo Zijun ignored her and reached out to place his hand on Sun Yan'er's heart to feel it.

Her heartbeat had stopped.

He immediately went over to pry open her mouth, reached his fingers inside to clear it a few times, and seeing there was no other debris, he began to interlock his hands, place them on her chest, and press down with force.

"He... what is he doing?"

Seeing his strange movements, with his hands placed on Sun Yan'er's chest pressing repeatedly, the crowd felt puzzled.

Fearing that everyone would misunderstand, Su Bie hurriedly said, "Brother Luo is not only a student at our Academy, but also a physician."

"A physician?"

The crowd was stunned, but still confused.

!

They had never seen a physician place his hands on a woman's chest and perform such an operation.

Luo Zijun ignored the crowd's confusion and continued to press with force.

Time was of the essence!

Once, twice, three times...

Zhang Liyan cried, "Young Master Luo, it's too late... it's too late..."

Luo Zijun acted as if he had not heard; he suddenly bent down again, lowered his head, pinched Sun Yan'er's nose with one hand and pried open her small mouth with the other, then took a deep breath and pressed his mouth against hers.

The crowd was instantly dumbfounded.

The women who had been grieving and crying all widened their eyes and stopped their weeping.

The men were also startled.

Liang Ruhai, standing to the side, also had his mouth agape, his face full of astonishment.

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

Luo Zijun kept blowing air in, then pressing on her chest.

He repeated this over and over.

A few minutes later, a miracle finally appeared!

"Gurgle..."

Sun Yan'er, who had been deathly pale and motionless, suddenly made a sound in her throat, and then a stream of river water gushed from her mouth.

Then, her raised chest began to heave slowly, and her eyes also began to open slowly.

"Ah!"

Zhang Liyan, who was standing nearby, was immediately startled and let out a scream; she widened her eyes, covered her mouth, and wore an expression of utter disbelief.

"Yan'er... Yan'er she... has woken up!"

Seeing this scene, the crowd was dumbfounded and found it hard to believe.

Mei Yanqiu was trembling all over with excitement.

However, at this moment, Luo Zijun did not pause at all; he immediately stood up, walked to Huang Zhaodi's side, knelt down, and began to press on her belly.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

River water gushed from her mouth.

Luo Zijun pried open her small mouth, reached his fingers in to clear it a few times, looked down for a few moments, and then began to press on her chest.

At this point, no one dared to doubt anything anymore; they all watched his actions as if witnessing a miracle.

Sun Yan'er also opened her dazed eyes, her chest heaving up and down, and she lay there with her head turned, watching him without moving.

Luo Zijun pressed for a while, then pinched Huang Zhaodi's nose and began to perform artificial respiration on her.

This girl had not been submerged for long, so there should be no problem.

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

Just as Luo Zijun was concentrating on delivering air, Huang Zhaodi's hand suddenly lifted, and with a "slap," she struck him across the face, then raised her head, widened her eyes, and cursed angrily: "You... you hooligan!"

"Slap!"

Luo Zijun was stunned for a moment, then without the slightest hesitation, he returned a resounding slap to her!

His cheek burned, and he still wasn't satisfied!

He immediately grabbed her hair with one hand, raised his other hand again, and began to slap her face fiercely!

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

After slapping her more than a dozen times in a row, leaving her mouth full of blood, her head spinning, and her face dazed, he finally stopped.

The crowd around them was now watching with their mouths agape, completely dumbfounded.

"Are you fucking sick? I was almost killed because of you! And you still dare to slap me?"

Luo Zijun cursed a few times, then casually gave her another "slap," knocking her straight back down onto the ground.

He had almost been killed by this woman just moments ago, and it was only by using his very last bit of strength that he had managed to float back up; he was already shaken, fearful, and annoyed, so how could he tolerate being slapped by this woman without rhyme or reason?

"If there is a next time, whoever saves you is a dog!"

Luo Zijun cursed again, then stood up, walked over to pick up his outer robe, and said to Liang Ruhai nearby: "Shopkeeper Liang, does the restaurant have clothes for me to change into?"

Liang Ruhai was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, Young Master Luo, please, this way!"

Having said that, he hurriedly led the way and ordered the waiter beside him: "Go quickly and prepare a new set of clothes for Young Master Luo!"

Walking along the path, he thought to himself: This young man is truly not comparable to an ordinary scholar; not only is his talent astonishing, but he also possesses such courage and skill. However... he is truly ruthless. If it were any other man, having been misunderstood and slapped by that woman, he would at most laugh it off, which would have earned the admiration of the onlookers and made the rescued woman feel guilty. This kid, however, did not hesitate at all, returning the favor directly, and ten times over at that, without the slightest bit of tenderness toward the fair sex; he is truly a ruthless person.

The waiter agreed and hurriedly ran ahead.

Luo Zijun followed behind Liang Ruhai, soaking wet, dragging a trail of water as he walked away quickly.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Mei Yanqiu hurriedly wiped away her tears and said with joy, "Zhaodi! Zhaodi! You misunderstood Young Master Luo..."

Beside her, Sun Yan'er, who was also lying on the grass, soaking wet, still kept her head turned, her gaze fixed on that figure gradually walking away, without moving.

The other young women also wiped away their tears and began to smile happily.

"Yan'er, Zhaodi, you owe Young Master Luo your lives! You don't know, just now Young Master Luo jumped into the water..."

The young women were all full of excitement, talking over one another about what had just happened.

Huang Zhaodi lay on the grass, her innocent eyes wide open, her cheeks burning with slap marks, blood still at the corner of her mouth, and a dazed expression on her face.

(End of this chapter)