Song Ze hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Master Fu, don't worry, maybe it's not the young mistress's car."
After saying that, he picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, "Go check and see if that car is the young mistress's car."
The person on the walkie-talkie replied, "We just sent divers down to the bottom of the river to check, and they confirmed it's the young mistress's car. The car is severely damaged, and the people inside are probably..."
He didn't say anything more.
Song Zhe's heart sank instantly, and he felt so sad that he was about to cry.
The thought of the dead person in the car filled Fu Yunche with unbearable pain. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Song Ze's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly turned his head and shouted towards the cabin: "Medical staff, come quickly, Master Fu is vomiting blood."
The medical staff in the cabin rushed forward, intending to examine Fu Yunche, but he refused. He wiped the blood from his mouth, tears of grief welling in his eyes, and stubbornly said, "Don't worry about me. I want to see that car. Whether they are alive or dead, I want to see them with my own eyes."
Seeing his insistence, Song Ze had no choice but to agree and had the captain turn the ship around and head towards the broken bridge.
On the other side of the broken bridge, a crane on a ship is retrieving a car that has fallen into the water.
As he watched the car being slowly pulled out of the water, Fu Yunche's body trembled violently, the nightmarish scene flashing through his mind.
When he was 5 years old, his parents' relationship broke down. The night his mother received the divorce certificate, she left the Fu family heartbroken and drove to the airport, saying that she was going to settle abroad.
Unexpectedly, on the way to the airport, when the mother's car reached a bridge over the river, it suddenly went out of control, crashed through the railing, and plunged off the bridge into the river.
After the car plunged into the river, his mother did not escape and left him forever.
That day, after the car was salvaged, he saw his mother dead inside and fainted from grief.
From then on, his mother's death became his nightmare, and he hated his father. The relationship between the father and son grew colder and colder until his father could not bear the situation of his wife's death and his son's hatred. He left the Fu family and fled abroad to settle down. He did not return for many years, and he lost his father as well.
Now, so many years later, Chu Yu's car plunged off the bridge and into the river. She and her mother met with the same fate, leaving him behind.
The nightmare from many years ago has returned.
It hurts so much, it's terrifying.
Fu Yunche's body trembled violently as he fell into utter despair.
Soon, the car was salvaged. Professional rescuers carefully approached, opened the car door, and looked inside, only to be surprised to find that no one was inside.
The man shouted excitedly, "There's no one in the car!"
Fu Yunche's heart skipped a beat. He quickly led his men onto the boat. He went to the car and looked inside. There were only the airbags in the car, and no one was inside.
A glimmer of hope surged into his heart, and he said excitedly, "It must be Chu Yu and Jiang Huai'an who got out of the car. They're not dead. Go find them quickly."
Everyone was overjoyed and went to look for the person again.
Not long after, Shen Moyang, who was also looking for someone, excitedly said into the walkie-talkie, "I found my fourth junior brother, come over here for a moment."
Everyone was overjoyed and went to find the location he provided.
Not long after, Fu Yunche led his men ashore and met Jiang Huai'an on the downstream bank, about one kilometer from the broken bridge.
Jiang Huai'an was not dead. He had just woken up from his coma and was being helped by Shen Moyang to sit on the grass.
When Fu Yunche saw him, he was initially delighted, but when he didn't see Chu Yu, he became worried and asked, "Where is your junior sister?"
Jiang Huai'an wiped the water droplets from his face and shook his head blankly: "I don't know. The waves on the river were too big at the time. My junior sister and I were separated by the waves. It was too dangerous. I thought I was going to die, but unexpectedly, a piece of driftwood suddenly floated by from upstream. I grabbed the driftwood and floated down. When I reached the shore, I was exhausted and soon passed out. When I woke up, I saw my third senior brother."
Fu Yunche's heart tightened, and he ordered the people behind him, "Go find Chu Yu!"
The group quickly dispersed and continued their search.
Song Ze gently patted Fu Yunche's shoulder to comfort him: "Master Fu, don't worry. If Mr. Jiang is alright, then the young mistress should be alright too, after all, she's so capable."
"I hope so."
Fu Yunche replied, his brows still furrowed.
Jiang Huai'an frowned as he recalled the scene, filled with worry. He opened his mouth to speak, but with search and rescue personnel and bodyguards around, he hesitated and kept quiet.
Seeing his hesitant expression, Fu Yunche waved his hand, and the people around him quickly dispersed.
"Now that everyone has left, you can say whatever you want to say."
Jiang Huai'an nodded, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and recounted the scene to them. They were all astonished after hearing it.
"You actually encountered such a bizarre event as the 'walking dragon'? That's terrifying!"
Song Ze was amazed.
I thought that the story of walking on dragons only existed in folk legends, but I never expected it to be true.
Jiang Huai'an looked regretful: "If I had known this would happen, I should have checked the almanac before I left home. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so unlucky as to encounter the dragon. That dragon was huge, had extremely strong demonic power, and had tens of thousands of years of cultivation. It was simply overwhelming for us. I almost died."
Shen Moyang frowned slightly: "A dragon that has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, let alone a metaphysician, even if a big shot from the underworld came, probably wouldn't have much of a chance of winning. Did Junior Sister fight the dragon back then?"
Jiang Huai'an was somewhat bewildered: "I don't know. It was raining heavily, the wind was strong, and the thunder was loud. I was soaking in the water and couldn't see my surroundings clearly. I also quickly passed out. I have no idea about what happened to my junior sister."
Hearing him say that, everyone became even more worried about Chu Yu.
Fu Yunche was extremely anxious, and suddenly felt his blood and qi stagnate, and his vision went black in waves.
Song Ze asked with concern, "Sir, why don't you go back to your cabin and rest?"
"No need, I can manage."
Chu Yu hasn't been found yet, he can't afford to give up.
Just then, an excited voice came through the walkie-talkie: "We've found the young mistress!"
Everyone was overjoyed, and Fu Yunche asked urgently, "Where is she?"
The person urgently sent them their location, which was on the other side of the river, not far from them.
The group boarded a yacht and arrived at the riverbank.
At this moment, Chu Yu had already woken up, surrounded by several search and rescue personnel. Her clothes were soaking wet, her hair was disheveled and hanging down her back, she had some minor cuts and bruises, and her face was a little pale, but she was still in good spirits.
When she saw Fu Yunche and his group rushing over, she was about to say that she was fine and that they shouldn't worry when Fu Yunche suddenly rushed over and hugged her.
He held her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his own flesh and blood. He buried his head in her shoulder, and long-suppressed emotions surged into his heart. Hot tears slid down his cheeks, wetting Chu Yu's clothes.
Chu Yu was stunned.
Fu Yunche actually cried?
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