You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1932: The Stranger

As the person waiting for rescue disappeared into the water once again, almost invisible, Joyce, who was on the boat, grew anxious. She had once been saved by Christian from the sea, so she could empathize with the situation.

After struggling on the surface of the sea for more than ten minutes, a lifeguard continuously dived down. Finally, a few lifeguards worked together to lift a man out of the water. The man had been holding onto a floating object, but due to exhaustion, it had drifted away. If they had been any later, he would have surely sunk forever, swallowed by the sea.

The lifeguards dragged the man towards the yacht. As they approached, the sailors lowered a rescue rope ladder, and one of the lifeguards carried the man on his back, climbing up the yacht. He immediately laid the man down on the ground.

At that moment, Joyce hurriedly approached and asked anxiously, "How is he? Is he still alive?"

The lifeguard replied, "He swallowed water, and his condition is not good. I'm performing CPR on him now."

With that, the lifeguard continued to press on the chest of the rescued man. One compression after another, without pause.

This was not a scene suitable for children to witness.

Anderson took Alisha back to the cabin of the yacht to watch TV and play games.

Luther went to Joyce's side, his expression slightly serious, his eyebrows furrowed, and a flicker of light in his eyes. It was unclear what he was thinking.

He gently tugged at Joyce and said, "Don't you find it strange? We rarely go out to sea on a yacht, and yet we encounter such an incident. It's too coincidental. Moreover, if you look around, there are no other boats on the vast sea. Where did this man come from? And why did he fall into the water? Don't you find it suspicious?"

Joyce carefully examined the man who had been rescued. His eyes were tightly shut, his face pale from being soaked in the sea. The weather was still relatively fine, not too cold, yet his lips were still turning purple. If it were winter, he would have frozen to death long ago.

Although pale and disheveled, it was evident that he was a handsome man, with a gentle and refined appearance. However, his body appeared somewhat weak, unlike that of an ordinary person. It was unclear whether it was due to falling into the sea.

save him first," Joyce pushed aside the lifeguard. "Your technique seems off. Let me

his

knelt on the deck, her belly

deck. She had always been kind-hearted and wouldn't let death pass by without saving someone. In the past,

the chest of the man who had

on his forehead and the other under his chin, opening his airway and

The speed has to be fast, or else it'll be

He quickly pinched the drowning

man's sternum, overlapping her wrists. Her ten fingers

And so it continued.

the man who fell into the sea coughed out a mouthful of water

exhausted, covered in sweat. She had been kneeling, but now she sat on the ground. Luckily, Luther was behind her, protecting her. She didn't fall,

the sweat from her forehead. "Are you tired? Do

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he had received special training before, and now, after being strengthened by the warlords, Joyce

her. "Mrs. Warner, I didn't expect you to be

and

moment, the man who fell into the sea finally regained

was

is our yacht. What's your name? Where are you from? We will take you ashore now. You can tell us the contact information of

looked at Joyce blankly, his gaze fixed on

and instinctively