The people from 120 left, the rescue personnel left too, and only a few colleagues from the police department remained around him.
Du Qiang sat on the ground holding Jiang Yu in silence, his eyes red but no tears fell. No one knew how much pain he was in right now, but they all knew who he was thinking of.
Jiang Yu was covered with coat after coat, all given by colleagues to Du Qiang, but he used them to cover Jiang Yu instead.
He did it because the river was too cold, even for a big man like him, let alone a girl. He was trying to use the warmth from his body to help the person in his arms get better.
Even though he knew it was impossible, it was the only thing he could do now.
Su Qing was holding a cigarette in his mouth at this moment, but he couldn't find a lighter, his eyes somewhat unfocused.
'Snap,' a flame ignited in front of him, illuminating his eyes.
He turned his head and saw it was actually Li Zijun, somewhat surprised.
