After Li Zhemin was rescued ashore, he lay on the grass, gasping for breath.
By then, he was soaked through. His clothes clung tightly to his body, his hair was a complete mess, and fear and despair still lingered in his eyes.
Lin Li asked with concern, "Are you all right? Do you need me to call an ambulance?"
"Mm." Li Zhemin answered instinctively, but quickly came to his senses.
He had committed crimes. If an ambulance came, his identity would be exposed, and he would surely be arrested by investigators.
So he hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no, I'm fine. Don't call an ambulance. I just swallowed a few mouthfuls of water. I'll be fine after resting for a while."
Seeing his refusal, Lin Li did not insist. Instead, he asked, "How did you end up falling into the water?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Li Zhemin's face. He stammered, wanting to speak but stopping himself.
As it turned out, he had been bored and had picked up stones by the river to throw into the water. When he saw several fish swim past, he had tried to catch them with a branch, only to slip and fall into the river.
He could not swim either, and after falling in, he struggled desperately in the water.
The more he struggled, the farther he drifted from the bank. Just as he was on the verge of despair, Lin Li had fortunately arrived in time.
Lin Li saw Li Zhemin's embarrassment and did not press him. Instead, he changed the subject.
"I still have something to do, so I have to leave first. Be careful, and don't get into trouble again."
Li Zhemin hurriedly nodded and thanked him. "Thank you for saving me. I'll definitely be more careful in the