As the waves gradually subsided, several fishing boats, like arrows released from a bow, quickly surged into the waves.
Subordinates who could swim were either pulling nets on the boat or assisting underwater...
The people on the shore weren't idle either.
After consulting with the abbot, half of the monks stayed behind to care for the soaking wet novices, while the rest of the monks, along with the Song brothers, split into two groups...
They searched for the young master of the Chiang family on the beaches further away on both sides, in case the typhoon or waves washed him onto the sand.
Wen Shishi was held in her second brother's arms when she sneezed violently.
The clothes in the bundle that Lao Shi was carrying were already soaked, and now he didn't even have a change.
The rain was light, but it hadn't stopped, and now there was nowhere to take shelter on the beach.
Even more frightening, many people looked up at the sky...
The sky did not clear away the dark clouds as the typhoon's eye shifted...
Dark clouds loomed overhead; no one knew whether the typhoon was about to pass or...
They've made a comeback at an unexpected time...
The young novices shivered from the cold, surrounded by their senior brothers who leaned over to shield them from the wind and rain...
Song Chengfeng glanced at Wen Shishi in his second brother's arms, then turned to look at the young monks...
I wanted to make some ginger soup for the children, but I didn't have the necessary resources.
After being soaked in the rain for so long, I'm afraid everyone will catch a cold once the rain stops and the typhoon passes.
The remaining people, their hearts pounding, all looked out at the sea, at the fishing boats bobbing up and down with the waves...
I'm just hoping for a glimmer of good news.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, a commotion arose from the sea...
Those on the shore could only vaguely see people on the boat hauling in a fishing net, seemingly having caught something...
As all the fishing boats rowed toward the shore, people in the water climbed aboard...
Those on the shore were almost certain that the person had been found!
"Quick! Go and call back the people who are searching on both sides!"
Song Chengjian offered a reminder.
The steward was almost moved to tears. He wiped his eyes and told the two remaining people beside him to run off in opposite directions.
The boats rowed back very quickly, especially one of them.
If Song Chengjian wasn't mistaken, it was indeed the fishing boat that pulled people out of the fishing net...
Other fishing boats followed closely behind, but this particular boat was even faster than it had been before it left...
The closer they got, the fainter the shouts from the ship could be heard: "Young Master! Young Master, wake up!"
The manager's initial joy was instantly replaced by a surge of anxiety.
He could hardly wait and waded closer, but Song Chengjian grabbed him from behind.
"Don't rush, let's wait until the ship docks..."
The eldest brother behind him instructed the sixth brother to be prepared, already sensing something was wrong.
Upon seeing the manager, the crew members on the ship seemed to have found their pillar of support...
Before she could even speak, tears were already streaming down her face.
"Butler Qin, the young master..."
Young Master, he…”
Butler Qin stumbled backward and almost fell into the water, but luckily Song Chengjian caught him.
"Get to the point! Get the person down first, quick!"
Song Chengjian frowned.
Before the fishing boat had even come to a complete stop, the two people on board lifted a tall person off the boat and ran ashore.
Song Chengjian pointed behind him, instructing them to deliver the person to his sixth brother, Song Chengfeng.
Song Chengfeng didn't wait. He quickly stepped forward and, just in time, lifted the person and placed them in front of him.
"When they were pulled out, they were already unresponsive."
We were on the boat, and no matter how much we called out or pressed on their stomachs, there was no response...
The fact that the subordinate's emotions have calmed down indicates that he is clear-headed.
Song Chengfeng nodded and squatted down beside the drowning man.
After checking his mouth, nose, and breath, Song Chengfeng frowned...
When they lifted the young master of the Jiang family's wrist to check his pulse, they found that his palm and wrist were already white from being soaked in water, his wrist was cold and weak...
After making the diagnosis, Song Chengfeng sighed deeply and looked at the butler with a hesitant expression.
The manager's legs went weak instantly, and he was supported by the people next to him, his eyes reddening.
Song Chengfeng sighed. He would try one last time. If it didn't work this time either, there was nothing he could do.
Song Chengfeng took a silver needle from his hair tie, wiped it on his clothes, and slowly inserted it into three acupoints: Renzhong (GV26), Shixuan (EX-UE11), and Neiguan (PC6)...
Like a clay ox entering the sea, it yielded no response.
After Song Chengfeng finished acupuncture, he stood up, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't say anything, only shaking his head at the steward...
The beach was immediately filled with cries.
The servant, who had been restraining himself, threw himself on his young master and cried incessantly.
The manager finally couldn't hold back his tears.
He had been by the master's side since he was young, watching the young master grow up, and regarded him as his own son...
Seeing the child die before their eyes, their heartache was no less than that of the master or the others.
"Big brother, what's wrong with him?"
Amidst the cries, Wen Shishi's soft, questioning voice rang out.
Worried that Wen Shishi would be frightened, Song Chenghou turned her head away, his voice unconsciously heavy.
"This older brother fell into the water..."
"So, is he dead?"
Wen Shishi asked innocently.
Song Chenghou didn't know how to answer.
Wen Shishi gently struggled and broke free from Song Chenghou's embrace...
With a slight exertion, Song Chenghou's face turned pale as the pain in his lower back flared up...
It was too late to grab Wen Shishi.
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