novelden Chapter 1010
Chapter 1010
Zhou Shuwan was still unconscious, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was as thin as a thread.
On the sea, the wind was howling and the waves were rolling.
Qi Mingyu held the joystick firmly, his eyes occasionally scanning the sea, his brows furrowed.
Zhou Jianghai and Zhong Tiyun both stood at the side of the ship, holding binoculars tightly in their hands, scanning the distance repeatedly.
"Mu Mu——!" Zhong Tiyun shouted with all her might, her voice was hoarse, but it still penetrated the wind.
Her hands were tightly gripping the railing, her knuckles were white, and her eyes were bloodshot from staring for so long.
The only responses she received were the roar of the waves and the groaning of the ship as it pitched on the sea.
Qi Mingyu pressed the cruise ship's whistle button, and the shrill sound of the whistle echoed on the empty sea.
But no matter how they shouted or searched, the sea was still just a surging deep blue, with occasional wooden boards and ropes torn by huge waves floating on the surface, but there was no sign of Mu Mu.
Qi Mingyu decided to walk the same route again.
The cruise ship slowly turned around and searched carefully along the previous track.
They searched back and forth in this sea area three times.
Every time Zhong Tiyun approached a floating object, her heart would beat wildly, but the result was always disappointment.
It was just a piece of wooden box soaked in sea water, or a broken cable.
The fog gradually spread from the sea level, like an invisible veil, blocking the view.
Even with a telescope, one can only see the waves nearby, and the sea surface in the distance has already blurred into a grayish white.
"Mu Mu..." Zhong Tiyun's voice was trembling, almost blown away by the wind.
Her throat felt like it had been rubbed with sandpaper, but she still refused to stop.
Zhou Jianghai put down the telescope and rubbed his sore eyes.
"Tiyun, take a break. If you keep shouting like this, your throat won't be able to bear it."
"I can't stop." Zhong Tiyun shook her head, tears blurring her vision: "If I stop, what if...what if Mu Mu is nearby and he can't hear us?"
Zhou Xianghai remained silent and did not try to persuade him any further.
He also couldn't imagine that Mu Mu, who had survived countless disasters and grew up safely, would fall into this disaster!
His eyes were red and he stared at the sea without blinking, hoping that the familiar figure would appear.
However, time passes relentlessly.
Several hours passed, and there was still no response from the sea.
The waves hit the side of the boat, and the splashing water was icy cold, but it could not wash away the anxiety in their hearts.
Zhong Tiyun's legs began to tremble slightly. The long-term disaster and the suppressed panic made her body's endurance approach the limit.
She gritted her teeth and turned to go to the lounge.
In the lounge, Zhou Shuwan was still lying quietly.
There was not much liquid left in the IV bottle. Her complexion looked slightly better than before, but her eyes were still tightly closed.
"Wanwan..." Zhong Tiyun sat gently on the edge of the bed and held her daughter's cold hand.
Tears welled up again, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the bed sheets, forming dark splashes of water.
"Wanwan, please wake up, okay?" Her voice choked with sobs: "Mumu...Mumu is missing. It's been five or six hours. Mom is so scared. Please wake up and help Mom, okay?"
Although she knew that her daughter had a fever and was extremely weak due to excessive use of her spatial abilities.
She shouldn't have let Wanwan use her spatial perception ability again, but now - Mu Mu's life or death is uncertain, and they can no longer delay.
"Wanwan..." Zhong Tiyun gently shook her hand.
Zhou Shuwan on the bed still did not respond, as if there was a thick layer of fog between them, and no matter how people called, they could not reach him.
Zhong Tiyun could no longer hold back, her shoulders trembling violently, she fell on the edge of the bed, and burst into tears.
Tears wet the pillowcase and the back of Zhou Shuwan's hand.
"Tiyun..." A low, hoarse voice came from the door.
Zhong Tiyun raised her head and saw Zhou Jianghai standing at the door, his eyes bloodshot and his expression haggard.
He came over and patted her shoulder gently.
"We... haven't found it yet," he said with difficulty, "but we can't give up. Maybe we'll get good news soon."
"Good news..." Zhong Tiyun smiled bitterly, tears streaming down her face again: "It's been so long, Mu Mu... he might have already..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhou Jianghai interrupted her. Although his voice was tired, it was filled with unquestionable determination: "Mu Mu will be fine. He is our son, as strong as Wan Wan. He must still be alive!"
Zhong Tiyun closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She knew that Zhou Jianghai was comforting her and also encouraging herself.
But it is so difficult for a person to survive in this rough sea.
Zhong Tiyun's crying seemed to be paused, and her fingertips suddenly touched the slight tremor on the back of Zhou Shuwan's hand.
It was not an unconscious twitch, but a gentle movement with warmth.
She looked up suddenly, and through her tearful eyes, she saw her daughter's eyelashes, which had been closed for several days, trembled slowly, and then opened a very tiny gap.
"Wanwan?" Zhong Tiyun's voice suddenly became even hoarseer, and she didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear that this was an illusion caused by crying herself into a trance.
Zhou Shuwan's eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and it took all his strength to open his eyes a little.
In the blurry light and shadow, I first saw my mother's tear-stained face, and then I saw my father's figure walking quickly towards me.
His hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and even his usually straight shoulders revealed an unconcealable fatigue.
"Dad...Mom..." Zhou Shuwan opened his mouth. His throat was as dry as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.
But just these two words made Zhou Jianghai's eyes red in an instant. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed his daughter's other hand. His palm was a little tight, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he quickly loosened it: "Hey! Dad is here! Wanwan, you're finally awake!"
Zhong Tiyun couldn't hold it back any longer, and tears welled up in her eyes again, but this time the tears were hot, filled with the ecstasy of regaining what she had lost.
She raised her hand cautiously and touched Zhou Shuwan's forehead with the back of her hand.
Although there is still some residual heat, it is no longer as scorching hot as before.
Her nose felt sore, and she choked back her tears as she repeated, "It's okay if you wake up, it's okay if you wake up... You've had a fever for three days, and you scared your parents."
Zhou Shuwan blinked lightly, and his confused mind gradually became clearer.
Fragments of memory before the coma came back intermittently.
Her heart suddenly tightened and she struggled to sit up, but the weakness in her body pulled her back down.
She looked around anxiously, and then she felt a little relieved.
They returned to the cruise ship.
"Wanwan, how do you feel now?" Zhong Tiyun asked while wiping her tears, "Does your head still hurt?"
Zhou Shuwan revealed a smile that was uglier than crying: "It doesn't hurt that much..."
In fact, her head was exploding with pain, even worse than before she fell into a coma, and because of the constant pain, it was accompanied by a dull numbing pain.
It makes you want to bang your head against the wall!