Chapter 2210: Car Crash Off the Cliff (2)
If she could comfort herself before coming here, it might not be that serious, perhaps just a fall. Even if it paralyzed him, with the Lu Family’s current financial power, they could support him for a lifetime.
But upon reaching this cliff, seeing that seemingly bottomless chasm, she nearly fainted. With trembling hands, she pointed at the cliff and asked, "Zhiwei, is this the place? Did Azheng fall from here?"
Lu Zhiwei nodded heavily. The spot where Lu Xian’s car overturned is a cliff, a steep cliff, no one knows how deep it is below, and the rescue mission is almost as difficult as ascending to heaven. Although the rescue team’s captain spoke implicitly, he knew the chances of survival were virtually zero; even finding the body would be a luxury.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Li was instantly overwhelmed with despair and grief, and her vision went dark as she lost consciousness.
Fortunately, Lu Zishu was there to catch her, preventing her from collapsing directly onto the ground.
Everyone was thrown into turmoil, but luckily the rescue team included a doctor who checked her over, and it wasn’t anything serious, just a fainting spell induced by stress.
While Zhao Li was unconscious, Shu Jiao and Ruanlin Family helped take care of her, while the others discussed how to conduct the rescue.
From around six in the evening until nearly ten at night, the rescue team made no progress.
The difficulty of this rescue was too great, and current rescue conditions were also limited. No one knew the depth of that cliff bottom, and there was also a need to ensure the safety of the rescuers. After all, each life is precious, and it’s impossible to sacrifice one’s own for another’s rescue.
When the rescue hit a bottleneck, the rescue team hesitantly discussed with the Lu Family: "Mr. Lu, no one knows how deep the bottom of the cliff is. We’ve only probed down to eighty meters so far, and now the night has fallen and the temperature is dropping. If we go further, it might be..."
The captain of the rescue team meant that the temperature was dropping, and it was getting increasingly dark below, making rescue increasingly difficult. Moreover, even below eighty meters, it hadn’t reached the bottom yet, and no one knew how deep it goes. There’s basically no chance of survival, and for everyone’s safety, it’s better to wait until daylight to discuss further strategies.
This was quite a reasonable suggestion, but Lu Zishu exploded with rage upon hearing it, his eyes crimson as he shouted furiously: "Bullshit, you are just afraid of death. If you won’t go, we will go ourselves!"
After roaring, he was about to turn around and descend using the rope himself, but was stopped by Lu Zhiwei’s shout: "Isn’t it chaotic enough already!"
Lu Zhiwei was heartbroken, but he hadn’t lost his sanity yet. The area where the professional rescue team couldn’t descend, Zishu going down there would only mean death. Having already lost one son, he couldn’t bear to lose another.
Lu Zishu’s eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fist: "Then what should we do! Dad, brother might still be alive, he might be waiting for us to go down and save him. Waiting until tomorrow, in this weather, he could freeze to death!" As he spoke, his voice carried a sobbing note.
Lu Zhiwei felt a sharp pain in his heart upon hearing this, nearly shedding tears, but he forced himself to hold them back because at this moment, he couldn’t afford to be confused; this family still needed him to hold it together.
With a stern face, he said, "If you dare go down, I’ll break your legs!"
Lu Zishu’s stubbornness flared up as well. He shouted back: "Then do it, because no matter what, I’m going down!" With that, he walked towards the cliff edge to grab the rope lying there.