Consciousness slowly returned, and as he opened his hazy eyes, fragmented snatches of conversation drifted into his ears.
Officer Jenny rushed over from a distance, demanding, "Who on earth are you people? Don't you know this is a restricted area?"
Mewtwo had basically finished administering emergency first aid to Chen Ming, clearing out all the seawater he had inhaled. His plump lips were somewhat swollen, making it look a bit like too much force had been applied—the number of attempts seemed to have well exceeded standard artificial respiration...
Chapter 95