（22）船驶到河心时，风浪更大，船身颠簸不定。白求恩坐在船边，咆哮的浪花，泼得他浑身是水，他专心扶住药箱，毫无畏惧地渡过了黄河。

(22) As the boat reached the middle of the river, the waves grew even fiercer, tossing the vessel violently. Bethune sat by the edge, his entire body drenched by the roaring spray, yet he remained focused on securing the medical crates, crossing the Yellow River without fear.