Step aside, I am a traditional Chinese medicine doctor!-After Leaving the Mountains, I Rock the Entertainment Industry with Folk Songs(Blazing flames surged like a raging inferno.)

"Mom, look, it's lightness skill!"

On the shore, a little child called out to her mother in a milky voice, excitement sparkling in her tone.

At the exact moment the child cried out, the attention of all those on the bank shifted to Su Yunjin in the water. Unconsciously, everyone's eyes widened, a deep shock plainly visible.

"Isn't that the single-bamboo drifting technique?"

"I've only ever seen it at tourist spots!"

"This must be a true expert!"

Some watched in awe, but others, realizing the gravity of the situation, shouted urgently to Su Yunjin, "Miss, it's dangerous! Come back!"

"What do we do? She’s gone out to save them!"

"Someone help me with the rope!"

At the sound of the crowd’s calls, the middle-aged man from whom Su Yunjin had taken the pole suddenly felt something rapidly shooting forward in his hand. Looking down, he saw, to his astonishment, a hemp rope lying in his palm, its other end already following Su Yunjin toward the lake’s center to rescue the drowning pair.

He had no time for surprise; he shouted for everyone to help.

Although Su Yunjin looked delicate, it was manageable for a strong man to hold the rope. But now, with the current surging fiercely and hidden undertows in the lake’s center, the pull on Su Yunjin was immense. With two people in the water, it was obvious she couldn’t return by her own strength; those on shore would have to help pull them back.

His shout woke the crowd from their amazement at the single-bamboo drift. Men and women, young and old, rushed to help pull the rope.

In the middle of the lake, the wind, sharp as knives, lashed Su Yunjin’s body amid the spray raised by the swirling vortex. The closer she got, the more she felt the force of the wind.

The child who had fallen in and the young man who had tried to save him were quickly losing strength, almost sucked into the whirlpool’s heart.

Crouching low, Su Yunjin sped over, and when she was still a meter away, she lunged and grabbed the young man by the collar. She quickly swam a few strokes, seized the long wooden pole, and lifted the young man onto it. After settling him, she turned to rescue the child, who had already lost consciousness and was sinking slowly.

But Su Yunjin had tracked the child’s direction, and with a few strong strokes, using the whirlpool’s pull, she managed to grasp a small hand.

Clutching the child’s hand, Su Yunjin paddled desperately outward.

But now, escaping wasn’t so easy. The whirlpool’s suction far outmatched her speed. Fortunately, the wooden pole, with the young man still clinging to it, was soon caught in the vortex and swept closer. With this additional weight, Su Yunjin grabbed the pole, mustered her strength, hefted the child up, and laid him across the wood as well.

"We've got them! Pull!"

On the shore, everyone watched the lake anxiously. Seeing Su Yunjin secure both the man and the child, they immediately pulled with all their might.

With this effort, and Su Yunjin’s desperate struggle from behind, they gradually managed to break free from the whirlpool’s grip.

But it still wasn’t enough—the whirlpool was growing. If the sluice gates weren’t closed soon, it would swallow them all.

Su Yunjin realized this. So did those on shore; as soon as the whirlpool appeared, someone had begun to contact the park’s manager.

Now, the manager hurried over.

"What happened? Are they out yet?"

"What about the water? Shut it off, quickly! There are people in the lake!"

"It's already closed, but it’ll take a few minutes to stop completely. We can’t get a boat in!"

"Pull! Pull them now!"

The bank was in chaos. Along both sides of the rope tied to Su Yunjin, more and more people gathered, everyone who could finding a place to help.

When one person’s strength failed, another took their place.

On shore, a relay of hands hauled the rope; in the water, Su Yunjin felt nothing but the ever-rising water lapping at her nose and forehead, the roar of the current filling her ears.

The pull at her waist and the whirlpool’s suction felt like two giants tearing her apart.

What kept her going now was nothing but the instinct honed since childhood, and her burning will to survive—she kept swimming, kept gasping for air.

She pressed on, not knowing how much longer she could last.

Splash.

The situation in the water was perilous. On shore, as soon as the manager arrived, the firefighters appeared.

"The firefighters are here!"

"We’re saved!"

"Help them, there are three people in the water!"

The crowd clung to the firefighters as their last hope. The captain strode to the park manager. "Is the sluice closed?"

"It is, but it’ll be a few more minutes."

"That’ll do. Raft! Quick, let’s go!"

Without waiting for more, the captain led his team down to the water.

The inflatable raft hit the water, and the firefighters leapt aboard. Four or five squeezed on, but even they were dragged by the whirlpool.

Other firefighters and civilians pulled from the shore.

In a blink, the raft reached the wooden pole where Su Yunjin clung.

Two firefighters jumped into the water, helping the child onto the raft, then pulled Su Yunjin aboard.

"Don’t worry about me, that man—over there—"

As soon as she sat down, Su Yunjin pointed to the young man still hanging on in the water. Though she was a woman, her stamina held out; the young man, after diving to save the child and then braving the whirlpool, was nearly spent.

"If we wait any longer, it’ll be too late."

"He’ll be fine—hand me the rope on you."

A firefighter in a life vest spoke. Su Yunjin quickly untied the rope. The two firefighters in the water fastened it around the young man, then clipped the safety locks to the raft.

With people pushing in the water and pulling from the shore, and the whirlpool’s force dwindling as the sluice finally closed, soon Su Yunjin and the others were brought to shore.

"Baobao! Baobao!"

The child’s mother rushed over, frantic and sobbing.

But the firefighters didn’t stop; they immediately began CPR on the child.

No matter how they pressed, the child showed no response; the young man was the same, his face ashen, as if beyond saving.

"Step aside! I’m a doctor of Chinese medicine—I can save him!"

Dragging her exhausted body, Su Yunjin shouted, pushing the firefighter aside, and without hesitation, stripped the child’s shirt and struck the acupuncture point above his heart.

Then she hurried to his feet, pulled off his shoes and socks, and pressed hard on the Yongquan point on the soles of his feet.