Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

But just as they were about to reach the shore, Ouyang Ming's expression turned extremely grim. He stopped there and stopped moving.

“Ouyang Ming—”

Cheng Xi, who was holding the clothes, was heartbroken when she saw this scene.

She put her clothes on the ground, and without thinking, ran to the riverbank and jumped in.

Everyone assumed that she could swim.

But after she jumped, the water rose and fell there.

"Ouyang Ming... save me!"

Amidst the ups and downs, he inexplicably uttered a certain sentence.

Jiang Qingyou walked up to it and jumped down as well.

At that moment, another person who could swim also jumped in.

The man first helped Ouyang Ming up. Qingyou watched Cheng Xi tumbling in the river, and she seemed to have a lot of strength.

There shouldn't be anything for the time being.

Seeing that Ouyang Ming and the others seemed to be struggling, Jiang Qingyou quickly went over to help Ouyang Ming.

They pushed together, helping Su Zihe up first.

Finally, she dragged Cheng Xi along towards the shore.

Cheng Xi had been bobbing up and down in the river for too long, and at this point she was flailing her arms wildly.

When Jiang Qingyou went to her and saved her, her fingernails left a scratch on Jiang Qingyou's arm.

Jiang Qingyou's skin was very fair, and the scar, soaking in the water, was shocking to behold.

They finally managed to get Cheng Xi up there.

Cheng Xi knelt down, and now that they were on land, her expression seemed less excited.

"Thank you...I'm sorry!"

Seeing that the person who saved her was Jiang Qingyou, Cheng Xi quickly thanked her, but when she saw that she had cut Jiang Qingyou's arm, she quickly apologized again.

"fine!"

Jiang Qingyou stood up.

Ouyang Ming's leg was still cramping, and two people were helping him massage it.

Su Zihe was still lying there, his face a little pale, and his eyes were still closed.

Jiang Qingyou quickly walked up to him and patted his shoulders with both hands.

"Su Zihe, what's wrong?"

After patting Su Zihe, I noticed that his eyelashes trembled twice.

Jiang Qingyou tilted his head back and looked into his nostrils, where there was half a piece of waterweed.

He reached out, pinched it, and took it out.

Her hand touched Su Zihe's pulse again, and her eyes darkened slightly.

He clasped his hands together, interlaced his fingers, and pressed on his heart.

Sixty times per minute.

Water was dripping from her head.

I don't know if it was river water or her sweat.

She pressed on his heart for a while, and then listened carefully to Su Zihe's heartbeat, which seemed to have returned to normal.

She reached out and pinched Su Zihe's chin.

She took a breath and was just about to bend down to spit it into his mouth.

But just as she bent down, Su Zihe opened her eyes.

His gaze was somewhat unfocused as he looked at Jiang Qingyou's beautiful face, especially her eyes.

It's like black agate soaked in water.

Looking at her, Su Zihe felt her heart pounding.

He was just lying there, yet he could hear so clearly, as if a vibrant heart was about to leap out of his body.

"It's alright, call 120!"