My Professor Shen

Chapter 85 "Dumb Literature"

The sun was hot and dazzling, and the sea surface was rippled, and the waves rolled up and hit the reef.

Fortunately, the landing location is near the sea, and the chance of survival is greatly improved, but as time passes, the underwater situation becomes more difficult.

Although Shen Qingchuan has a diving instructor certificate and is excellent in water, he was forced to be tied to the instructor in a sudden crisis, unable to communicate and lack of physical coordination, which led to doing useless work all the time.

There was not much air left in the lungs, and the brain was on the verge of suffocation and hypoxia. There was a problem with the hook that fixed the two of them, and they couldn't untie it even with all their strength.

After working hard, Shen Qingchuan felt weak all over, with a dull pain in her chest, and buzzing in her eardrums. The tearing pain gave her the urge to let it go, and wanted to just go with the flow.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling sighed inwardly. She grabbed her wrist and kicked her legs backwards, trying to lift the weight of several people with one person's strength, but it didn't work out. She could only watch herself getting closer and closer to the light. Far.

The motorboat arrived at the place where it fell into the water a little later. The lifeguards were wearing diving suits and disappeared with a plop.

"Three two one! Pull!" The crew on board also began to salvage the parachutes floating in the sea, trying to provide favorable conditions for the rescue as much as possible.But because I don't know the entanglement of the rope, I dare not increase the range of movement rashly.

Compared with Shen Qingchuan, the coach who has been manipulating the direction of skating has long been exhausted. He tilted his head and eyes slightly closed, his hands and feet gradually stretched, and his consciousness slowly dissipated.

He and Shen Qingchuan stick together, which also means that the vitality is closely connected.

It became more and more difficult to drag the two of them, Jiang Ling clasped his shoulders hard, the coach raised his eyelids with his mind, and slightly moved his lips to spit out a few bubbles. It's getting more and more hideous.

His thoughts sank again, Shen Qingchuan felt himself wrapped in warm water, a gentle white light flashed in front of his eyes, the pain of choking on the water suddenly disappeared, and the sound of heartbeat in his ears became more and more distant.

A trace of panic flashed in Jiang Ling's eyes, so she had to go to the doctor in a hurry, and walked up to her like in the TV series.

In the mist, Shen Qingchuan felt soft on his cold lips, his jaw was pushed open, and he was overcome in one breath.

The heart seemed to be gently held by a warm hand, and a strong desire to survive suddenly burst out.

Shen Qingchuan moved his fingertips. Thanks to the goggles he wore during skydiving, he can still see clearly underwater.

Jiang Ling was overjoyed to see her cheer up again. It turned out that those TV dramas in Sister Lu's favorites were not useless.

The rope was tied with several knots, and it was difficult to untie it in wet water, but it was not impossible. Shen Qingchuan pointed to Jiang Ling with his eyes, and drew a circle in the water with his fingers.

Jiang Ling understood, and followed her command, took the rope around the two of them a few times, and untied the most superficial entanglement.

Shen Qingchuan knew the structure of the parachute very well. She quickly found the end of the rope, her eyes were focused, and her fingertips were flying. Jiang Ling only saw transparent bubbles surging, as if by magic, the hook was untied.

The coach had fallen into a coma and fell uncontrollably. Jiang Ling and Shen Qingchuan grabbed his arm and rushed upwards.

The dawn of victory was not far away, the air in the lungs was compressed to the extreme, and overlapping images began to appear in front of the eyes. Just when the two of them were about to be unable to hold on, their bodies suddenly lightened, and the rescuers finally arrived in time.

"Doctor!" The lifeguard lifted the trainer up with his arm between his arms, raised his arm towards the ship and shouted, "There is someone drowning and comatose here!"

The sound of footsteps on the boat became chaotic, and the accompanying doctor skillfully opened the coach's eyelids, illuminated them with a flashlight, and said in a deep voice, "The pupils are slightly dilated, and there is a stress response to light stimulation, and the heartbeat is slow."

The equipment suit worn by the coach was full of water, and the safety rope was tightly entangled. The doctor cut it open with scissors, cleaned the dirt in his mouth and nose, folded his hands on his chest, and continued to press for cardiopulmonary resuscitation. .

In fact, from falling into the water to self-rescue and then going ashore, the whole process only lasted 5 minutes.

Jiang Ling shook her hair, sat slanted on the ground, and leaned against the ship's side to breathe heavily, feeling the filling of her lungs.

Shen Qingchuan's whole body was icy cold, the dazzling sunlight was beating on her open palm, and the joy of remaining life after the catastrophe lingered in her heart.

"Ahem..." Jiang Ling's small face was flushed with suffocation, and there was a chill on her back.

"Have you slowed down?" Shen Qingchuan's eyes were moist, and he patted his back lightly with the palm of his hand to comfort her.

"Okay...it's better." A bright smile bloomed on Jiang Ling's lips, but she didn't hold on for a second before failing.

"Cough cough!"

A hint of distress flashed in Shen Qingchuan's bright eyes, and he said softly: "If the water quality is not good, just stay on the boat safely, what can you do?"

During the darkest period of her life, she once used extreme sports to relieve her nervous breakdown. Every time she set off, she held the mentality of seeing death as home, but she had never been so flustered like today.

"I didn't think about it that much." Jiang Ling frowned, her eyes were slightly red, "Besides, I can swim."

"Swimming in the swimming pool and jumping directly into the sea, can this be compared?" Shen Qingchuan sighed, and tapped her forehead, "Next time someone drowns, take care of your own safety first."

"Dare to do it next time." Jiang Ling glanced at her secretly and muttered softly.

Shen Qingchuan paused with his fingertips, and said helplessly: "I will be worried."

"But I'm also worried about you." Jiang Ling sniffed, her delicate skin pale in the sun.

Her eyes were full of sincerity, so pure that there was no trace of impurities, Shen Qingchuan's heart throbbed slightly, and his whole body seemed to be sunk in soft cotton.

Chu Ran had two dry towels hanging in her arms, and she was in a dilemma not far away. She also had the urge to jump down just now, but she was a landlubber who couldn't swim.

"Qingchuan, wipe it off." She raised her voice.

The two of them were still dripping wet, and the thin clothes stuck to their skin, outlining a beautiful curve. Jiang Ling's eyes gradually darkened, and she propped herself up in front of Shen Qingchuan, separating the girl who she thought had malicious intentions. look.

"Thank you." Her jaw was tense, and she looked nervous.

The eyes of the two intertwined for a moment, and the air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder.

"You're welcome." Chu Ran lowered her eyes, her tone was calm, she passed the towel calmly, then turned around and left without any regrets, as if the purpose was really just to deliver something.

Could it be that I was thinking too much?Jiang Ling stared at her back in a daze.

"Does it look good?" Shen Qingchuan said quietly, and directly tore off a towel and threw it on her dripping hair.

There was whiteness in front of her eyes, Jiang Ling blinked her eyes and said with a smile, "Not as good as you."

"Slick tongue." The corners of Shen Qingchuan's lips could not be restrained from rising, she stood on tiptoe, her weak arms were slightly sore, and said softly: "Can you squat down a bit, what are you doing so tall?"

The towel took away most of the water vapor, and the hair was fluffed by rubbing, and the warm fingertips were attached to her scalp through the cloth. The numb itching hit the soul directly. Jiang Ling leaned over with a smile on her face, "Long To be high is to—”

The slightly cool lips pressed against Shen Qingchuan's smooth forehead, "Kiss you."

"Oh~" Shen Qingchuan drew a long tone, with teasing eyes, not because he couldn't dodge, but because he deliberately let her mess around.

Except for the captain at the helm, the crew gathered on the deck to perform their duties, and there was no one around.

The wet hair was pulled back, revealing Jiang Ling's clear jaw line, and there was a hidden smile in the steamy eyes, like a kitten being comfortably stroked by its owner, with half-closed eyes and joy written in its brows and eyes.

Fingertips slid across her delicate skin, followed the contours of her cheeks and finally stopped on her fragile neck. Jiang Ling didn't dodge or dodge, and even leaned forward.

Shen Qingchuan's eyes flickered slightly, he put the towel across the back of Jiang Ling's neck, and said under his throat, "I want to teach you a knowledge point today."

"What?" Jiang Ling asked puzzled, "Um..."

Shen Qingchuan pulled the towel slightly harder, and Jiang Ling fell into her arms unexpectedly, her lips pressed together tightly, the air was on fire at the touch of a touch, it was a kiss with the smell of sea water.

On the deck, beads of sweat formed on the doctor's forehead. He concentrated on pressing the coach's chest. After doing two sets of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, he pinched his nose, and then gave him two artificial respirations.

Streams of water gushed from the coach's mouth and nose, and white foam spit out from his lips.

"His eyes seemed to move!" the assistant director exclaimed.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The coach choked and coughed, and the water he just spit out was poured back into his lungs.

"Don't move around." The doctor twisted his shoulders and let out a long sigh of relief, "Go ashore for an examination later."

The coach opened his mouth and found that his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound. He simply lay back on the ground and looked at the floating clouds in a daze. When he opened his eyes again, he felt as if he had passed away.

The sea breeze is blowing, and the warmth is still there.

After the kiss was over, a strand of silver hung on the lips of the two, their foreheads touched, and the corners of Shen Qingchuan's eyes were glowing red, "Got it?"

Jiang Ling was so dazed by the kiss, her eyes were filled with mist, and her limbs were still echoing with lingering rhyme, she shook her head belatedly.

Shen Qingchuan pressed the corner of her lips, slowly suppressed the longing in his heart, and said softly: "Idiot, underwater breathing is all a fictional plot in TV dramas."

Jiang Ling's eyes wandered, her left ear went in and out of her right ear, and she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Shen Qingchuan's heart was sore and soft, he hugged her gently, touched his lips like a dragonfly touching water, and sighed: "Why are you so obedient."

Jiang Ling buried her face in her chest, and a faint pink color spread over her ears and neck.

"Mr. Shen, are you there? Oh my god!" the assistant director exclaimed, and quickly turned around and covered his eyes.

Shen Qingchuan let go of his hand, straightened his half-dried clothes with a calm expression, and said in a cold voice, "Is there something wrong?"

The assistant director twisted his body, stumbled and said: "Well... the coach is already awake, and he will land in about 1 minute. The doctor asked me to notify you to go for a full-body examination."

"I see." Shen Qingchuan sneered, his eyes became cold.

The kid was pretty good at coaxing, and she also needed an explanation.

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