Similarly, Hu Yibao attracted attention from the media and the official.

[Hu Yibao, who is killing ten kilometers to save the drowning person!]

【Positive energy in the world】

【Let us pay tribute to the brave】

【I was moved by Hu Yibao】

【Don’t give up, don’t give up!】

All major media broadcast live on their respective websites.

At the same time, the official side also took action as soon as possible.

At Qiongdao Airport, two helicopters took off.

Around ten kilometers, dozens of speedboats and yachts were rushing over!

Some fishermen near Qiongdao also put down everything they had and drove fishing boats to gather from all directions!

This moment.

All the rescue forces are gathering towards Hu Yibao.

On the beach.

Yang Mi'er looked at the turbulent sea and cried into tears.

Lin Jingjing's voice was also a little choked and comforting her.

"It's okay, Mr. Hu, there's definitely nothing wrong."

"God has always favored good people."

"Mr. Hu must be the kind of person who has great fortune and great fortune."

"Stop crying! When he returns, you will give him a big hug."

"If he sees you ugly, you will be disliked."

Yang Mi'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned to look at Lin Jingjing, and said, "Sister Lin, aren't you crying too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jingjing could no longer hold back and started crying.

"Woo!!"

"I watched you cry, and I wanted to cry too."

"You said, Mr. Hu is not a superman, nor is he a god!"

"He's just an ordinary person."

Lin Jingjing's crying voice suddenly became uncontrollable, and tears flowed down from her eyes like a fountain.

"He is also a flesh and blood body!"

"He has only one life!"

"He also has parents, friends and relatives!"

"With such a big wave, how dare he go into the sea? It's just to save a stranger he has never met."

"Can't he pretend he didn't see it?"

"Isn't it good for people to live a selfish life?"

“Isn’t it good to be alive?”

"Such a big wave!"

"How dare you say he is!"

"How dare you!"

"That's going to die!"

After saying that, Lin Jingjing lay on Yang Mi'er's shoulder and started crying on the spot.

Yang Mi'er hugged Lin Jingjing, and her tears became more and more surging.

"My mother said that Hu Yibao is a long-lived person and there will definitely be no accident."

"He must come back safely."

“It will definitely be.”

...

Not far away.

Jiang Gangmeng stood there in a daze, his eyes also red, looking at the sea.

The sea is still rising and falling, and the waves are still surging.

Until now, Hu Yibao has not moved yet.

More than ten minutes have passed.

There hasn't been any news yet.

"It's been more than ten minutes. Is the helicopter flying so slowly? Is it a fucking time for many years? Did I raise a bunch of waste?"

Lu Fuguo, who was standing beside him, was making a phone call, his voice filled with anger.

"Why haven't my yacht arrived yet? I heard you say a few days ago that it is the fastest yacht on Qiongdao!"

"When you raise your salary, you are more active than the other."

"When you really use it, you will be more ink-twist than the other ones."

"Three minutes, I will only give you three minutes, starting from now on, countdown!"

"In three minutes, whether it is a helicopter, a yacht, a speedboat, or something, it must appear in front of me."

"Mr. Hu Yibao must be sent back safely."

"It's done, everyone has a reward."

"Don't make excuses with me."

"I don't care what you use. This time, if something happens to Hu Yibao, all of you will get out of here!"

"Management workers don't want to spend money and raise a bunch of waste!"

Lu Fuguo threw his phone directly to the ground.

"Fuck, a bunch of trash!"

After saying that, Lu Fuguo turned to look at Jiang Gangmeng, a thing that could make a real man stunned and stare at the things ahead with red eyes.

Lu Fuguo knew that he could not comfort him.

So, he looked at the sea like Jiang Gangmeng.

Look into the distance.

As he looked, Lu Fuguo's eyes turned red and he asked Jiang Gang.

"You said, Mr. Hu, why did you do this?"

"Because, what he saw was a life that was equal to him, and was in danger." Jiang Gang replied.

Lu Fuguo has not read many books, but he understood this sentence.

My eyes became redder!

…………

“89!”

“90!”

“91!”

...

Hu Yibao pressed Wang Bo's chest and silent several times in his heart.

Wang Bo's pulse was getting stronger and stronger.

“…”

“119!”

“120!”

The fourth minute passed.

Hu Yibao began the next round of artificial respiration.

However, this time, Hu Yibao's expression showed a rare sense of caution.

Because in Hu Yibao's inference, after pressing it for another 120 times, Wang Bo would wake up.
To be continued...