Since no one understood what Ye Yuan was shouting, they all looked at him strangely.
Ignoring everyone's astonished stares, Ye Yuan shouted at Bob in English:
"Bob, that thing is poisonous! Throw it away!"
But Ye Yuan had still shouted too late.
Before he could even finish speaking, Bob collapsed to the ground in pain.
A burning sensation surged through the hand that had been holding the strange creature.
"My hand! It hurts!"
Bob lay on the ground in agony. The other young men no longer cared about the delicious red abalones in their hands.
They all ran to Bob's side and anxiously asked whether he was all right.
Ye Yuan, meanwhile, picked up a branch beside him and carefully used it to lift the little creature Bob had just been holding in his palm.
He found a drink bottle and put the creature inside before saying to Jon:
"Get to the hospital immediately, or Bob will be in danger."
Hearing Ye Yuan say that, the young men hesitated. After all, being injured by the sea was hardly new to them, and they did not want to rush to the hospital over something minor.
Seeing their reactions, Ye Yuan knew what they were thinking. He looked seriously at Jon and said:
"He must be taken to the hospital right away. I don't have time to explain it to you. Trust me—the sooner Bob gets to the hospital, the better his chances of surviving.
"If you're too late, even if he survives, he could suffer permanent damage."
Seeing how serious Ye Yuan was, Jon and the others did not dare delay. They immediately lifted Bob and ran toward the pickup truck they had parked nearby.
Just as they were about to get into the vehicle, Ye Yuan grabbed Jon.
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