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Several more kind-hearted people jumped into the water to search for him.

A larger crowd gathered around, all anxiously watching the situation in the river and discussing it amongst themselves.

"What should we do? We don't even know if we can save him," the middle-aged man said, frowning with worry.

"I hope everything's alright. Judging from the situation, it looks pretty dangerous," an older woman next to her chimed in.

Tan San and his wife rushed over in a panic and saw the crowd gathering from afar.

The middle-aged man shouted anxiously at them, "Tan San, hurry! Something's happened to your son!"

Tan Ma's hair was disheveled from running, and her eyes were filled with terror and despair.

"Xiao Feng! My son!"

A piercing scream tore through the sky, the voice filled with endless worry and fear.

It sent a shiver down the spines of everyone around.

Tan's father followed closely behind, his steps unsteady, muttering to himself.

"How could this happen? How could this happen..."

He grabbed the middle-aged man and asked in a trembling voice, "Tan Qian, what exactly happened?"

Tan Qian briefly explained what she knew: "Your daughter and son both fell into the water. Your daughter was rescued, but your son is still in the river!"

What a sin.

My son whom I've raised for so many years.

That's a pity.

Upon hearing these definitive words, Mr. Tan was struck dumb, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

His face was deathly pale.

Tan's mother rushed towards the unconscious Tan Meng as if she had gone mad.

He shook Tan Meng's body frantically with both hands, shouting curses.

"It's all because of you! Why did you run away! Why did you argue with us! Why did you come back! If anything happens to Xiaofeng, I'll never forgive you!"

"Why wasn't Xiaofeng rescued! You're the one who deserves to die, why did you hurt my son!"

A tear rolled down Tan Meng's tightly closed eyes.

People around them stepped forward to dissuade him.

The old lady grabbed Tan's arm with heartache and said, "Tan San's wife, calm down first. The child was just rescued and is still unconscious."

"How can I stay calm!" Tan's mother abruptly shook off the old lady's hand, tears streaming down her face. "That's my son, my lifeblood! How could she let something happen to her brother!"

The young man also tried to persuade her, saying, "Auntie, your daughter certainly didn't want this to happen. The rescue team will be here soon."

"None of you should worry about me!" Tan's mother ignored all advice and continued to cry and shout at the unconscious Tan Meng.

"Wake up! Get up and explain yourself why this happened!"

Just then, the siren of an ambulance came from afar, sharp and urgent.

Medical staff quickly jumped out of the vehicle, carrying a stretcher and emergency equipment, and rushed towards Tan Meng.

"Make way! Make way!" the medical staff shouted.

Tan's mother, however, still held onto Tan Meng tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Please let us check on her condition first!" a medical worker said anxiously.

The young man forcibly pulled Tan's mother away.

She slumped to the ground, her eyes vacant, muttering to herself.

"Xiaofeng, my son..."

Medical staff quickly bent down to examine the unconscious Tan Meng.

A doctor gently lifted her eyelids and carefully observed her pupil response with a flashlight.

Another nurse focused intently on measuring her blood pressure, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes showing seriousness.

After a thorough examination, the doctor stood up with a serious expression and spoke to Tan's mother.

"The situation is unstable and he needs to be sent to the hospital immediately for further treatment. There can be no delay."

Upon hearing this, Tan's mother got up from the ground, rushed to the doctor, grabbed his arm tightly with both hands, and pleaded with a sob in her voice.

"Doctor, my son is still in the river! You can't leave! Please, save my son first!"

Tan's father kept his eyes fixed on the river and said firmly, "Yes, you can't leave. My son will be found soon, you can't leave."

What an odd family!

My daughter's life isn't even a life!

No wonder she was so distraught.

The doctor frowned and emphasized again, "Your daughter is also in great danger. If we delay any longer, her life could be in danger. She must be taken to the hospital immediately."

But the Tan couple seemed rooted to the spot, unmoved, their minds entirely focused on their son who had not yet been rescued.

People around urged, "Get your daughter to the hospital first. The rescue efforts here won't stop."

But Mr. and Mrs. Tan remained unmoved.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman stepped forward, sighed, and said, "Doctor, I'll go to the hospital with you."

Mr. Tan stopped them, saying, "No, you can't leave!"

The young man said, "The search and rescue team is coming soon. Your son will be saved. You should take your daughter to the hospital first. Delaying the rescue is tantamount to murder."

Neither Mr. Tan nor his wife got on the bus.

Their eyes were fixed on the river, as if their son might emerge from the waves at any moment.

The woman shook her head and followed the ambulance.

The car sped towards the hospital, leaving only a cloud of dust in its wake.

And Tan San and his wife, along with the others, were still waiting patiently by the river.

at the same time.

The burly man who had gone into the water earlier swam towards the shore, dragging his heavy body.

The crowd on the shore gathered around, and Tan Qian reached out and pulled him up.

Seeing this, Mr. and Mrs. Tan squeezed to the front, their faces full of anticipation.

Before the burly man could even catch his breath after getting ashore, Tan's father pounced on him.

She grabbed his arm: "Tan Yang, where's my son? Have you found him?"

Tan Yang lowered his head, his face filled with exhaustion and helplessness, and his voice was hoarse.

"I searched underwater several times, but I really couldn't find it..."

The scene was completely silent, with only Tan's mother's sobs echoing in the air.

Tan Qian stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "You've done your best."

Tan Yang stared at the river, his eyes filled with resentment.

Meanwhile, search and rescue personnel arrived at the scene.

They were dressed in professional rescue gear, and their steps were quick, firm, and powerful.

The moment Tan San and his wife saw them, a glimmer of light instantly ignited in their previously dim eyes.

It was like the last straw seen in the darkness.

Without hesitation, I ran over.

Amidst gasps of surprise, they both knelt down with a thud.

Tan's father's voice was hoarse and tearful as he pleaded.

"Please, please save my son! You must save my son! He's my only son! He's so young, he can't just die like this!"

Tan Ma was already sobbing uncontrollably, only kowtowing repeatedly, her tears mingling with the dust on the ground, covering her haggard face.

Her lips trembled, but she could no longer utter a complete sentence, only painful sobs.

The search and rescue team leader quickly stepped forward and steadily helped Mr. and Mrs. Tan up with both hands.

He has encountered this situation countless times.

Death was the last thing he wanted; "We will do everything we can to save the child!"

Search and rescue personnel then quickly launched an operation.

They had a clear division of labor and were setting up the rescue equipment in an orderly manner, their eyes firm and focused.

The people on the shore also spontaneously organized themselves to help maintain order and provide all kinds of assistance they could.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly at that moment, each second feeling like an eternity for Tan San and his wife.

Their eyes remained fixed on the every move of the search and rescue personnel.

I dared not leave for a moment, silently praying for a miracle.

The rescue operation is still ongoing, as everyone knows.

The harsh reality makes hope increasingly fading.