Chapter 1791 Pull Apart

The bodyguards who had already entered the water and those who had not yet entered the water dragged the four people to the shore.

Ning Quruo wiped his face, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

His entire lungs exploded.

He dragged his hands back on the ground, but gradually felt something was wrong.

He slowly lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Weimian.

The woman who was still alive and did not forget to compete with him under the water suddenly stopped moving at this moment.

She lay on the ground with her eyes closed without a sound.

He was stunned.

He almost staggered and rolled to Gu Weimian's side.

His fingertips trembled and placed them under Gu Weimian's nose.

"Sister?..."

No response.

On the other side, Huo Yan had recovered and sat on the ground, staring blankly at the woman not far away.

His face was pale.

He did not move.

"Weiwei?" His usually low and mellow voice was a little hoarse.

He raised his hand and gently placed it on Gu Weimian's forehead, then under his nose.

The next second, the man was pushed away by Ning Quruo.

"Get out!"

Ning Quruo's eyes were red with anger. While pushing Huo Yan away, he also pulled Gu Weimian.

The knot on the two people's clothes has not been untied yet.

Ning Quruo hugged his head and screamed silently.

Huo Yan's eyes and eyebrows trembled slightly.

That handsome face with deep features was tense to the extreme.

He pressed his palm on Gu Weimian's chest and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Ning Quruo saw this and came back to his senses slightly.

To save!

My sister is not dead yet!

She can't die!

The man screamed at the people he brought behind him,

"Drive the car over! No! Call the helicopter, call the helicopter over to me immediately!"

Duan Xishen stared at Gu Weimian lying on the ground, and for a moment, he was stunned.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at his hands.

In the bottom of his heart, a huge panic gradually rose.

"She's not dead, is she?" Duan Xishen's voice was hoarse.

Ning Quruo's blood-red eyes stared at Duan Xishen, opened his lips, and spoke word by word,

"Of course she's not dead! She won't die! Sorry, I can't do as you wish."

He said Gu Weimian was not dead.

But... Gu Weimian was still silent.

Except for Huo Yan beating her chest again and again, making her body bounce up occasionally.

There was no sign of life.

As time passed...

Everyone's heart slowly sank.

Ning Quruo lowered his head to give Gu Weimian artificial respiration.

His eyes became more and more panic, and the temperature on his lips.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but it kept decreasing.

Huo Yan's low voice was in his ear,

"It's okay."

Ning Quruo nodded, "It's okay."

He held Gu Weimian's face, and tears dripped down.

"Get up." Huo Yan's tone was commanding.

Ning Quruo shook his head, "I won't get up!"

He looked at the hems of the two people tied together, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to tear them apart like crazy.

Huo Yan closed his eyes,

"Here comes the helicopter!"

Ning Quruo was startled, and loosened the hand that untied the knotted hem.

He looked up and looked into the distance in the sky.

"Boom boom boom"

The roar of the helicopter sounded in everyone's ears.

The propeller brought up a sound of wind.

The helicopter slowly stopped, and the medical team appeared in front of everyone with a stretcher.

The man picked up Gu Weimin, but couldn't stand up.

Ning Quruo took it, stood up, and ran towards the direction of the helicopter.