Salim really thought he was dead. The last memory before he opened his eyes was that his body was sinking into the dark abyss, constantly sinking, as if he could never sink to the bottom, and then...

Memories break down here.

In some fragments of memory, there seemed to be a strange figure rushing towards him from the top of his head. The figure looked like a man and a fish, with a huge fish tail, and like a person holding a big fish.

The water was already dark, and the yellow sand covered the sun again, and the visibility was extremely poor at that time.

There is no strange figure in other memory fragments. A dazzling bright light shone on his head. His body was floating lightly and was floating towards the strong light. It was not painful at all, but it was very comfortable, just like the scene of a tribal legend when a person was about to ascend to heaven after his death.

He didn't know which one was the correct memory, maybe it was all true, maybe it was all hallucinations.

An oxygen-deficient brain can create all kinds of hallucinations, and it is not surprising that even if you see yourself turning into a fish.

He raised his head with great effort, saw Zhang Zi'an's pure Eastern Hole, and tried hard to start his stiff brain and thought for a while, as if he remembered, "You are that..."

Zhang Zian smiled, "I came here before you, and we waved to say hello."

Yes, Salim recalled, thinking was like a trickle of water irrigating into the long-depleted wheat field. He remembered the purpose of coming to the beach, the black and white kitten he saw, the pleasure of galloping on the top of the waves, the Hamadan wind and the yellow sand in the sky, the pain of drowning and the regret of abandoning the surfboard.

"Can you stand up? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?" Zhang Zixing lifted his eyelids and observed his pupils.

"No! Don't have an ambulance!"

Salim's dull eyes suddenly sterned, and his body tightened and shouted excitedly.

Zhang Zian was startled and thought he was exhausted. He quickly pressed his body down and comforted him: "Okay! OK! Don't call an ambulance! Don't call an ambulance!"

He thought to himself, is this man very resistant to the ambulance because he can't afford the ambulance fee?

This is also possible. After all, Egypt is very poor. Although Egypt implements free medical care for all, anyone with a little brain can imagine that with Egypt's economic level, the effect of free medical care can be imagined. Anyone with slightly better economic conditions will choose a private hospital.

Egypt not only implements free medical care for all, but also implements free education for all. Except for a few majors, such as law, medicine, tour guides, etc., other university majors do not charge tuition fees. As for why these majors are exceptional, because other majors cannot make money, and these majors can really make money after graduation!

And like public hospitals, the level of public universities is also... emmmmm, it is hard to describe it.

After receiving Zhang Zi'an's assurance, Salim lay down weakly again and murmured: "You can't know that I almost died, otherwise you will never be able to surf again..."

Zhang Zian said that this man was really stupid and almost died and wanted to surf, but he had to remind him, otherwise he might encounter similar dangers in the future, and at that time he would probably not be so lucky to meet Xinghai.

"Do you still remember what happened just now? I know how you encountered danger?" Zhang Zian asked.

Salim shook his head blankly, "It seems like there is a rapid flow under the sea, pulling me to the bottom of the sea..."

Zhang Zi'an gestured and explained the characteristics and dangers of offshore currents to him several times. Especially when encountering offshore currents, you must not abandon the surfboard and try to swim back by yourself.

Salim tried hard to understand, nodded constantly, keeping these things in his heart.

"Ah! I haven't thanked you yet... By the way, you saved me, right?" He suddenly remembered the most important thing and subconsciously glanced around, but indeed he didn't see anyone else.

Zhang Zian hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I made the cpr for you, the person who saved you from the sea is not me."

Salim also noticed that Zhang Zian's clothes were still dry, only half of their pants were wet.

"Ah? Is it a girl who saved me?" he asked.

Before waking up, he seemed to hear two people talking, one man and one woman, speaking languages ​​that he couldn't understand, but the female voice was very soft and as beautiful as the sound of nature.

"Girl...just so." Zhang Zian said vaguely.

"Where is she...I want to thank her..." Salim's movements were even greater, and he tried to raise his head and look around again.

Seeing that his physical strength had recovered a little, Zhang Zian held his back and sat up for him, "She has something to do, she has left, you don't have to look for her anymore. She told me to tell you that you are welcome. Anyone who is in that situation will rescue you."

Although Shihua had never said this, she did this with practical actions, and when everyone advised her not to go.

"That's how..."

Salim looked down at his right hand and felt lost, with a little soft touch remaining in his palm.

Teenagers always look forward to a romantic encounter with a beautiful girl in their hearts, especially the girl who saved her. This is what they should have been in the beginning of a relationship.

Zhang Zian couldn't bear to tell him the cruel truth and broke his fantasy, saying that it was actually a mermaid, and a mermaid who only likes tall, rich and handsome. You, a poor boy who can't even afford to call an ambulance, should save worry.

"Come on, I'll help you to the shore. It's not a big deal to always soak in the water. Are there any other uncomfortable places on you?" Zhang Zi'an held his arm and helped him up.

Salim woke up as if he was dreaming, "Ah, no! I should thank you too! It was you two who saved me! By the way, my name is Salim."

Zhang Zian casually said, "Call me Jeff, I'm a Chinese tourist."

"China..." Salim's eyes showed longing, "I have heard of it, very far away, the great Great Wall, the great palace, the great country... Is the girl who saved me also a Chinese? I heard you seem to be speaking Chinese..."

"This...is true."

Zhang Zian smiled bitterly. It was not that he intended to be perfunctory, but because he didn't know how to answer this question.

Salim was silently helped to the shore by Zhang Zi'an, and found a rock to sit down. Suddenly, he said, as if he had made up his mind, "I will go to China in the future!"

"Okay." Zhang Zian saw that he was still unwilling to give up on Shihua, and smiled and said, "Do I need to call your family and ask them to pick you up?"

"No, no!" Salim shook his head. "They won't like me surfing by the sea, they will just pull me back into the desert, just like we Bedouin ancestors."
Chapter completed!