Chapter Ninety-Six: How Could I Die When It’s For You

At this moment, Jiang Xiwen’s entire weight was supported solely by his broken hand gripping the chain; the buoyancy of the freshwater lake was negligible.

“Hurry up! What are you waiting for?” Jiang Xiwen urged anxiously. Seeing Su Lai still dazed, he thought she wasn’t reaching high enough, so he exerted more force and suddenly lifted her hips upward.

Su Lai had been lost in random thoughts, but as her hips were lifted like that, an unusual sensation unconsciously rose from deep within her heart.

She had always been a lively and cheerful good student, with many male friends. When she was involved with boys, she regarded them as just buddies, and everyone knew her sunny and adorable personality. The boys around her would always try to show their best side, never revealing any romantic feelings toward her.

Yet now, in such a perilous situation, facing a boy she had met only twice, she found herself experiencing this strange feeling. At first, she wanted to scold Jiang Xiwen, calling him a pervert, but just as she opened her mouth, she heard his rough shout: “Get up! Do you want to die?”

Clearly, Jiang Xiwen had no other intentions; it was her own mind running wild. Su Lai’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

His shout instantly snapped her back to reality. She instinctively let out a short sound and reached for the chain. Although her movements were correct, her mind was still reeling from that strange feeling, making her somewhat flustered. Moreover, her strength was nearly depleted. Her hand slipped, and she immediately fell backward.

“Ah…” Su Lai couldn’t help but cry out. Even with her excellent swimming skills, such a sudden fall was bound to cause panic.

Just as she was about to plunge into the water, she felt Jiang Xiwen’s body suddenly retreat and sink slightly, then surge upward, lifting her whole body out of the water and pushing her toward the shore. This force was just enough for her hands to grasp the chain hanging from the bridge railing. Su Lai was always very athletic; in that moment of shock and fear, she forgot entirely about the strange sensation from moments before. Driven by pure survival instinct, she reached out and tightly gripped the chain, using the last bit of strength she had to finally pull herself onto the shore.

Once on land, she didn’t think about resting. Despite her weak body, she turned back and saw Jiang Xiwen slowly sinking beneath the water. It was obvious he no longer had the strength to climb up.

When she saw Su Lai fall backward earlier, Jiang Xiwen immediately knew the situation was dire.

In an instant, he made a firm decision. In his previous life, he had never had the chance to protect or care for Su Lai. Now that they had met again, no matter what, he would not let the woman he loved be harmed.

Jiang Xiwen released the broken hand gripping the chain, kicked hard against the stone wall by the shore, and drifted backward in the water. He embraced Su Lai, enduring the pain, and with both arms pushed her toward the shore. The force of this push sent him drifting farther away; once the force dissipated, he began sinking toward the bottom.

Su Lai couldn’t think of anything else. There was only one thought: she had to save Jiang Xiwen, save this man who was willing to risk his life for her.

At that moment, four or five police officers rushed over. One blocked Su Lai, who was about to jump back into the water, while another quickly removed his coat and shoes and dived in.

“Sir, you must save him! Please…” Su Lai’s whole body was weak and limp. When the police stopped her, she collapsed softly.

Zhang Ya had also arrived. She ran to Su Lai’s side, holding her drenched body, repeatedly saying, “Bai Cai Tou, are you cold? It’ll be okay soon. The officers called an ambulance. Don’t worry…” Her eyes remained fixed anxiously on the lake’s surface.

Before long, two figures emerged from the water. Jiang Xiwen had already fainted. Dragged by the policeman, he was brought to the shore, where another officer grabbed his hand and helped him up.

Zhang Ya let out a quiet sigh of relief. Su Lai broke free from her embrace and stood firmly. Both saw Jiang Xiwen’s eyes tightly shut and his body motionless. The relief they had felt instantly turned into renewed worry.

Zhang Ya, overwhelmed with anxiety, almost began to cry. She shouted at the officers, “Sir, what’s wrong with him? Please save him, please…”

Su Lai stared intently at the police, saying nothing, but her desperate and hopeful gaze was clear to all.

The officer’s expression turned grave. He nodded and knelt beside Jiang Xiwen, placing his hands one over the other on Jiang Xiwen’s chest, rhythmically pressing down.

“Don’t worry, this kid is tough. Those guys on the ground are notorious thugs in this district, very strong, but he beat them like this. He’s going to be fine,” one officer reassured the two anxious young women.

“Mm, mm…” Zhang Ya nodded hard, fighting back tears.

Su Lai clenched her fists nervously, silent. Though cold and shivering slightly, her face flushed red. Her eyes followed the officers’ hands pressing on Jiang Xiwen’s chest, rising and falling with each compression.

Three minutes passed—Jiang Xiwen still showed no sign of movement. Five minutes passed—still no change. At that moment, the sound of ambulances approached from afar. When two vehicles stopped, the bald-headed man and his two companions were carried onto one. Chen Lu was lifted onto the other.

“Don’t worry, Brother Wen will be fine. He’s so tough!” Chen Lu raised his fist as he passed by Zhang Ya and Su Lai.

Two doctors rushed over with oxygen equipment. Zhang Ya remained silent. When she saw the doctor crouching beside Jiang Xiwen, tears finally streamed down her face.

Su Lai comfortingly squeezed Zhang Ya’s hand. From their days together, she already knew why Zhang Ya had run away from home—it was all for the boy lying there. Every time Zhang Ya mentioned him, a smile uncontrollably tugged at her lips, even when scolding him for his slick tongue. Su Lai realized her lifelong friend must have fallen for this boy, and only now, seeing Jiang Xiwen, did she understand that the person Zhang Ya liked was someone she also knew.

At this moment, Su Lai’s heart was filled with a complicated mix of emotions. Watching Zhang Ya’s anxious expression, she felt even more guilty for her earlier bewildering thoughts in the water. Yet her heart couldn’t help but worry for Jiang Xiwen, an anxiety tinged with an inexplicable sense of attachment.

Ten minutes passed. The doctors gave up on artificial respiration and began fitting Jiang Xiwen with an oxygen mask, increasing the pressure.

Fifteen minutes passed. The doctor removed the oxygen mask, felt Jiang Xiwen’s nose, then pressed on his carotid artery, finally placing a stethoscope against his heart. After a minute, he raised his head solemnly and sighed, shaking it.

The policeman who had saved Jiang Xiwen cursed angrily, “Damn it!”

Zhang Ya stood dazed, watching the doctor shake his head repeatedly. Her mind went blank, and tears flowed continuously as she muttered, “No, no, what do we do, what do we do…”

Su Lai’s reaction was the complete opposite of her earlier calmness. She dashed to Jiang Xiwen’s side, pushed the doctor aside, and shouted angrily, “If you won’t save him, I will! He can’t be gone…”

She knelt down, placing her hands on Jiang Xiwen’s chest, pressing down repeatedly.

The doctor placed his hands gently on Su Lai’s shoulders, soothing her, “Young lady, it’s no use. Don’t be upset…”

“Get lost!” Su Lai shouted without looking up. “He can’t die! When he saved me, he stayed underwater so long, still so strong. You don’t understand, you don’t know…”

Her hands pressed down with her whispered words, trying desperately to restore the heartbeat through his chest.

Seeing the doctor still wanting to intervene, the policeman shook his head and said, “Let her be.”

The doctor sighed and stood, watching Su Lai struggle with all her might.

“Artificial respiration… artificial respiration!” Su Lai no longer cared about anything but saving this boy—this boy who didn’t know how to swim but still jumped in to save her, who risked his life to push her ashore.

Her lips gradually pressed against Jiang Xiwen’s, pinching his nose, blowing breath into his mouth again and again.

After a long time with no response, Su Lai stood up and began pressing on his chest again.

“Bai Cai Tou… Bai Cai Tou… Jiang Xiwen…” Zhang Ya didn’t know what to do. She just stood there, crying and calling out repeatedly.

You can’t be hurt. You’re so tough, you took down those bastards with a few punches. No, you rascal, you have to get up. Just now in the water, you—you held me like that. You have to take responsibility…

Su Lai ignored everything else, whispering as she pressed harder.

“Well, unless you marry me, I won’t wake up…” a faint voice came into Su Lai’s ears. She instinctively replied, “Okay, as long as you wake up, I’ll do anything you say…”

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