Lin Zhiyi closed her eyes and felt her body rapidly descending before plunging into the bone-chilling cold of the sea.
At this moment, she couldn’t muster any strength throughout her body, nor did she desire to struggle, letting herself sink to the bottom of the sea.
The seawater compressed her lungs, and the suffocation made her gradually lose consciousness.
Suddenly, the waves churned above her head, and a figure dived into the water.
She really wanted to see who it was, but she could no longer hold on.
Anyway, it couldn’t possibly be Gong Chen.
From this height, he wouldn’t jump.
Before Lin Zhiyi lost consciousness, someone grabbed her tightly, and her lips were immediately covered.
As if she had caught a lifeline, she wrapped her arms around the person’s neck, and her body was lifted towards the surface of the sea.
Just as they neared the surface, the person holding her suddenly let go, and she reached out to grasp the figure before her but caught only air.
The next second, her hand was grabbed again, and she was completely pulled out of the water.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Lin Zhiyi ignored her coughing, immediately looking up at the person who had saved her.
"Mr., Mr. Sang..."
Sang Li wiped his face, looking terrible, "I shouldn’t have agreed to cooperate with you at the plaza! Do you know how dangerous this was!"
Lin Zhiyi opened her mouth to explain, but Sang Li pulled her into his arms instead.
She was too weak to struggle, just aimlessly staring at the sea surface.
At that time, the sound of sirens erupted from the shore.
Sang Li carried her up onto the sand, where his assistant, Zhou Zhao, rushed over with a dry towel.
"Young Master, you can’t scare people like that, just jumping into the sea."
"Let the doctor check on Zhiyi first."
Sang Li snatched the towel and began to wipe Lin Zhiyi down.
Zhou Zhao gestured to the ambulance, and the paramedics hurried over.
"She’s experiencing mild hypothermia; we need to go to the hospital."
They wrapped another blanket tightly around Lin Zhiyi and assisted her towards the ambulance.
After two steps, Lin Zhiyi felt a sudden, inexplicable stab of pain in her chest.
She turned her head towards the sea, feeling as though she had left something behind.
"What’s wrong?" Sang Li asked.
Looking at his pale face, Lin Zhiyi shook her head slightly, "Nothing, come to the hospital with me. You look terrible."
"Okay."
Sang Li helped her into the ambulance.
After the ambulance left,
Chen Jin emerged from the sea, disregarding his entire body freezing stiff, helping the bleeding Gong Chen to the shore.
"Third Young Master, Li Huan will be here soon; bear with it a bit longer."
Gong Chen leaned against the rocks, pressing on his wound, silently watching the departing ambulance, the light in his dark eyes sparse and shattered.
As the distant car lights disappeared, he gradually lowered his head, his silhouette forlorn, enveloped by the night, and exceptionally desolate.
"Third Young Master! Third Young Master!"
...
Hospital.
Lin Zhiyi had He Yao as a cushion during her fall into the sea, so she was virtually unharmed.
She wasn’t surprised by this outcome at all.
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