Meng Chen took a puff of the cigarette, bitter or sweet?

He patted the assistant on the shoulder: "You go and experience it once and you will understand."

The assistant scratched his head embarrassedly, and a light blush appeared on his fair and young face.

"Mr. Meng, if there is nothing else, I think I can drive the boat. The wind and waves in the middle of the river are too strong and the hull is severely bumpy. After docking the boat, you can also send Ms. Ye to the ward." The doctor suggested.

Meng Chen did not answer immediately, but looked at the dark river.

Both ships had already overturned, and the originally uneven river surface had become calm at this moment, as if nothing had happened.

It's a few hours away, and it's dawn.

After dawn, the river water will be filled with the brilliance of the rising sun, sparkling like gold.

The river is dark and hideous now, but at that time, it is beautiful and charming.

The river water will never remember how many lives it swallowed at night.

Meng Chen took a sip of cigarette and nodded: "Well, drive the boat and take Miss Ye to the hospital."

"Okay, I'll go and tell the captain."

Dr. Liao is gone.

Meng Chen called the police.

"Director Wang, is the search and rescue still going on?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Meng, the search and rescue work is still in progress."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It should be that we will try our best to find Mr. Qiao, but the river flows too fast. It has been nearly half an hour now, and many things are not easy to say. Mr. Meng... may have to be prepared." The director said in a very subtle way.

Meng Chen is a smart person, and he can understand many things without having to clarify them.

Meng Chen's heart skipped a beat and he was silent for a long time without speaking.

The director also sighed. According to the ferocity of the river flow, if a person falls down, those who know how to water can hold on for a while, but it is also difficult to swim ashore. Those who don’t know how to water will definitely lose their lives.

A whirlpool can roll people far away.

Moreover, the director heard that Qiao Sinian was injured and injured on his waist.

It took a long time later, Meng Chen rubbed his forehead: "Where is Qin Shi'en?"

"On the police ship, I'm going to escort it to the police station." The director said, "He lost too much blood and fainted. We are also preparing to go ashore. However, the rescue work will continue, Mr. Meng, please rest assured."

"Thank you, Director."

"Mr. Meng is so kind."

Meng Chen didn't say anything more.

The director sighed heavily in his heart.

They have done such salvage work before. Every year, many people commit suicide or fall into the water by the river. Finding people is a tedious and difficult task.

If you are lucky, you can get it in a few hours.

If you are not lucky, it will sometimes last up to one month or two months.

Last month, their bureau just took over a salvage case. The woman committed suicide by the river at night.

The corpse floated from upstream to downstream, and it took a month to cross-provincial salvage before the corpse was salvaged.

The corpse has long been highly decayed and cannot be identified.

A layer of cold sweat oozed out of the director's back.

I hope Master Qiao is lucky and the heavenly world.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chen closed his eyes, his legs were heavy, and he couldn't take any steps.

Almost holding the wall, he walked to the temporary ward.

The nurse had already changed Ye Jiaqi into a clean hospital gown and also dried her hair.

At this moment, Ye Jiaqi's face was pale, but his face was still beautiful, with only traces of rubbing on his forehead.

Meng Chen stood beside the hospital bed.
Chapter completed!